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As you can see, I'm getting more sucked in my profession. 3 weeks ago, I assisted in an exploratory laperotomy with hysterectomy (removal of the entire female reproductive system). All I can say on that operation was very stressful. Other nights, I get calls from my midwife concerning laboring women and I had to wait for so long that I sometimes fall asleep till the morning till they give birth (with another impending duty in a few hours).
This is my last year at my college and I am kinda of relieved that I'm finally going to get out of my college rot. I am feeling kind of disconnected somehow, especially when I finally heard the entire story of certain event that was burned in my mind since the late 90's. It concerns the subject "suicide", that's all I can say about that.
My uncle Mark suddenly appeared at my house here in the Philippines after 9 years of not seeing each other. He is an Iraq War veteran who participated in the Gulf War and the current Iraq occupation. The stories he told me made me hate Bush more and the administration's questionable motive in Iraq. I have a deep admiration for this man since we had a history together when I was about 16 years old. I cannot really summarize the sufferings he had to endure in his entire life. He is a much stronger person than the last time I remember him. I even remember the time I wrote a paper in freshman year in high school how I idolized him. At this rate, it might take another decade before we meet again.
I have a facebook account under my real name and most of the recent events of my life are chronicled there. It also gave me the opportunity to reunite with my high school chums that I haven't seen since 2001. I'm still undecide whether should I continue livejournal or not. We'll just see.
This is my last year at my college and I am kinda of relieved that I'm finally going to get out of my college rot. I am feeling kind of disconnected somehow, especially when I finally heard the entire story of certain event that was burned in my mind since the late 90's. It concerns the subject "suicide", that's all I can say about that.
My uncle Mark suddenly appeared at my house here in the Philippines after 9 years of not seeing each other. He is an Iraq War veteran who participated in the Gulf War and the current Iraq occupation. The stories he told me made me hate Bush more and the administration's questionable motive in Iraq. I have a deep admiration for this man since we had a history together when I was about 16 years old. I cannot really summarize the sufferings he had to endure in his entire life. He is a much stronger person than the last time I remember him. I even remember the time I wrote a paper in freshman year in high school how I idolized him. At this rate, it might take another decade before we meet again.
I have a facebook account under my real name and most of the recent events of my life are chronicled there. It also gave me the opportunity to reunite with my high school chums that I haven't seen since 2001. I'm still undecide whether should I continue livejournal or not. We'll just see.