filed under: things you write because there's idiots and you still hold on to the hope that one day there will be less of them*

*There will never be less of them. Ever.Point A: Whether or not Kristel Tejada committed suicide because UP forced her to file an LOA is irrelevant. Repeat, in case that did not get through to you: whether or not Kristel ( Read more... )

Spending two consecutive Saturdays at memorial chapels. I don't know if that's the right word, because I've never heard it as anything other than "Pupunta kay ----" or "Pupunta sa patay". Neither of them were close to me, but still. But still.

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Have I ever expressed how much I hate when people use evidence-based action as code for we're not ( Read more... )

I HATE YOU, RENAL. I HATE YOU. I am missing the match between the top two teams in La Liga for you, because I have to turn in this stupid handwritten paper tomorrow and also have to sleep. I know I always say that I'll sleep when I'm dead, but short list of things that change that: 1. five months of terrible insomnia, and 2. FOUR MONTHS OF ( Read more... )

Seriously, guys. Some people do not sexual attraction! Some people just don't want to have sex at all! It's a thing called asexuality! It's not the same as decreased libido, which is a chemical thing, and it's not a disorder that needs to be fixed. And yes, sometimes people feel like it means there's something wrong with them, but maybe you have to ( Read more... )

The OB Ward is a wonderful place. I do not want to write more, for fear of turning it into Literature- I think I am paraphrasing someone, but I do not know who, someone tell me lest I Tito Sotto- for taking some part of someone else's life and reading symbolism and meaning into it, or worse, making it about me, and I have a phobia of birth, okay, ( Read more... )

Apparently I go to a medical school whose students are incapable of grasping the fact that their first duty as a doctor is to their patient. Not to the patient's family, not to the patient's legacy, not to what they've deluded themselves into believing that the patient really wants, but to the patient. Maybe this is a difficult thing to comprehend ( Read more... )

Can I just not have a uterus? It's not like I'm planning to do anything with it anyway.

On the bright side, I'm not apt to forget anything about dysmenorrhea during tomorrow's exam.

Because you brought home a college application form one afternoon in 2008 and your mother said that if there was even the slighest chance that you might want to be a doctor in the future, you ought to check the box. You were sixteen years old and directionless; it wasn't even really a question. Because you checked the box, and six months later you ( Read more... )

HOLY CARP APPARENTLY THE REAL ABBE FARIA DIDN'T DIE OF A CATALEPTIC SEIZURE SOMEWHERE WITHIN THE BOWELS OF THE CHATEAU D'IF. HOLY CARP HOW AM I ONLY LEARNING THIS NOW.

(This of course begs the question, Who did? Because Edmond Dantes had to have gotten out somehow- Oh, wait.)

AND HOLY CARP APPARENTLY ABBE FARIA PIONEERED THE FORERUNNER TO ( Read more... )

That moment when your review of related literature begins with:

Urinary tract infections (UTIs) are infections in the urinary tract.

Research, how I love you so.