I wrote this during my first year in medical school. 😱 All honor and glory to GOD forever and ever! #licensedMDna #WVSUCOM100% #Excelsior100% https://www.instagram.com/p/BvAcukfA17T/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=c9jiud4a9xul
Med Hinampang: the set of activities that made med school less stressful (from acads), and also more stressful (due to additional priorities). 😉😂 (at Roxas Hall, WVSU College of Medicine.) https://www.instagram.com/p/BntNETSBff9/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=saqtebpzo4rz
Salamat sa tanan naggreet! 😁 Your kind words are reminders of how God is good to me. I thank God continually for keeping me safe, guiding me through life everyday, making me feel loved always and most importantly, for His promise to never leave me nor forsake me, which gives me peace in times of self-doubt and uncertainties. In Him, I place my trust! 👆 #quartercenturyold #midtwentiesnako😱 https://www.instagram.com/p/BnES-MYBz87/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=12l3el2cn6kzr
Finished the last report in Radiology today! While making these reports, I realized that blurred and/or distorted images of the film can actually be a really nice background for the presentation. Wish I knew that at the start of the rotation. 😁
My aunt gave me money as a way of supporting me here. And I badly new (jooging) shoes because my current one is already used too much (but not yet worn out). So, I bought all of these stuff today, knowing also that there will be sales and discounts because it’s Independence Day. I’m excited when the day comes that I’ll be buying things with my own hard-earned money.
PS: The shoes, jacket and long-sleeved shirt were (at least) 50% less! Woohoo!
“You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot."
They say that songs are like people. The melody and music is like the appearance and its personality, while the lyrics is the soul of the song. When I like a song, I usually look up the lyrics and even fall in love with the song even more when it has a very meaningful message. Unfortunately, when I post lyrics on my social media accounts, it is usually associated with me, on my current state and/or my own hugots. Why can’t we appreciate the message for what it is? hahaha. Anyways, I hope you’ll appreciate these select song lyrics that way I wanted it to be appreciated. <3
I already heard rumors about this agreement since last year, and I’m quite happy to know about this and will be fully supporting this effort by both institutions. This is because, once fully operational, this Doctorate program will be the first state-run medical school in Davao region, Southern Mindanao even. This will truly help not only those who aspire to be medical doctors in the nearby areas, but also to the people living there because there will be more home-grown doctors ready to serve. I honestly hope that this will push through in the near future!
These photos were taken in the same area of WVSU, 4 years apart. The first photo was taken after the panel interview for medical school, while the other one was after graduation, while processing some papers for PGI-ship. Spot the difference?
I’ve been a Twitter user since 2009 (although I changed accounts around 2012). There are tweets that are just too witty to be forgotten. Starting today, I will be compiling them in my Wordpress page here, and will be updating every Wednesday (let’s call this a WFT Wednesdays!). I have already saved some tweets so there might be old posts seen there.
Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen.
Yesterday was our first day in Radio. A resident asked me to be her “guinea pig” in performing a whole abdomen ultrasound. I said yes, of course, because there might be some incidental findings that might be medically significant (aside from having free ultrasound examination). The only finding was I had a fatty liver. Fortunately, that was the only significant result and there was no gallbladder polyp, or stones in my kidneys or gallbladder. I guess I should *start* dieting now.
Medical Learning: Ultrasonographically, fatty liver is more hyperechoic than the kidneys, that’s why it’s important to visualize them both in the same field.
Starting today, I'll do my best to blog everyday, anything and everything that I can share. Sort of inspired from daily vloggers of YouTube but I'm going back to the simplest form, blogging (Aside from the fact that posting videos everyday is not feasible especially in my schedule). I choose Tumblr because I have been here almost a decade now and it has the right mix of blogging and social media features. I hope I can maintain this, because I have tried several times in the past but I wasn't successful. But I'm more optimistic now since we have smartphones and I can draft a post anywhere, anytime. Lastly, not every post will be personal experiences (like a brand new song, good movies, binge-watch-worthy TV series, news reactions, etc.). I'm also hoping that being active in my personal blog, I can be more active in my Pokémon tumblog, Pokepazion. That's all, enjoy my blog!
Saying ‘sorry’ is not a very easy thing to do. First and foremost, it’s not easy accepting the fact that you hurt someone and doing something about it. It goes against our pride and our “ego”. But I say it’s more complicated than that. I’ll explain in the following conditions/situations.
Should you say sorry when you didn’t intended to hurt that person? I know, it’s just pride speaking, easily concluding that “of course, you should say sorry because you hurt me” kind of thinking but let’s take another perspective. Burping out loud after eating a meal at another person’s house may be rude to in some cultures but it’s the opposite in Japan when you won’t. See my point? We have different standards, different social norms and different levels of tolerance. Slapping your friend’s arm as a gesture of “hello” may be normal to you but it may also be WTF for some people. Should you then be and say ‘sorry’ for doing something that you have always been doing? For me, it will then boil down to one question: does THAT person matter enough to you to forget your pride and logic and say ‘sorry’? If yes, then do so. If not, it’s up to him/her.
Let’s now swap places. You did something offensive and hurtful, and you recognize this, but the recipient didn’t notice or wasn’t bothered at all. You should then say sorry? Should you remind him/her that you did something terrible or you made a mistake, even though she/he totally forgot about it? And even though you have already said that you’re sorry, then he/she is okay with it, should you force the other person to accept your apology because you’re conscience won’t stop bothering you? To be honest, I don’t have an answer for this situation. I have several experiences about this, the latest was just earlier, and I can’t help but overthink. But if you did say sorry, and the other person told you “I don’t know what you’re sorry for” or “You don’t have say sorry, I wasn’t angry/offended”, just hope that you’re conscience will be at peace eventually, because you did apologize for what you thought was wrong.
Let’s over-analyse some more. Logically speaking, if the other person said such statements, if can only be two things: he/she was honestly not offended or did not notice that you did wrong, OR she/he was aware but chose not to act upon it or recognize it. In the latter case though, you should be very careful in approaching such person because they never told you or didn’t tell you the truth that they were hurt and only keep it inside and then eventually, when you wrong-ed them again, it will come back again and take it against you. But hey, you did apologize for it, right? You did try to make things normal again, right? But why aren’t things normal again? Why isn’t it back to the things they used to be? Should you have forced yourself to be apologized before?
Nevertheless, whatever circumstance it may be, it’s never too late to say sorry. *cue Justine Beiber*