it's hard to blog when you've got not one, not two but three blogs to maintain.

to my fans, please forgive me if i have not posted anything of the deepest substance here in tabulas.

i found livejournal to be very easy to manage. i post my short (and at times, long) ramblings about my life.

as for my kittycrinkles blog, i try to post essay-like stuff there. when i'm really passionate about something and i wanna expound on it and waste precious bytes, i post it there.

so there, if you wanna be up to date with my so-called life, don't hesitate to click on em.

 

 

 

just one prayer. please say it for me, for my family and for one of the few great men i know, my lolo, Felix Polestico Cleopas Sr.

[full post can be found at kittycrinkles.]

i've always been fascinated with these two words.

so, i made a blog with that name. fellows, meet kittycrinkles, my new main weblog.

go visit and thou shall be fascinated by the redness and kitten-ness of it all.

my life is spam.

senseless. directionless. a joke.

i answered this quiz and found the picture for my result simply beautiful. i just had to post it!

 

The Goddess of Ice and Hope. You are a creative
wonder. Always calm and collected, you hold the
awe of many people and you are exceptionally
logical. You are an inspirational beauty.

Which gorgeous goddess are you? For girls! (breath taking pics!)
brought to you by Quizilla

YESTERDAY, I WAS assigned to take the medical history of a gyne patient. she was this sweet 64-year old who talked in a soft voice and would immediately smile back at me. i asked her about everything, from her current job ("sa bahay lang") to her present illness ("nung 1998 pa"). she's been sick for almost seven years. they didn't have money to receive care from a private hospital so they went to PGH, a hospital overflowing with patients. it was only now that she can be attended to.

when the interview ended, i thanked her. "salamat po, 'nay. gagaling po kayo. good luck po sa operasyon ninyo bukas." i reached my hand out to shake hers. but, she didn't just shake my hand. she held my right hand in both of her hands and squeezed them, softly, reassuringly... it was as if she was thanking me for giving her those kind words. it was as if i made her day.

i found myself teary-eyed as i was walking away.

for the past three years, i've been cursing the decision i made. i never dreamed of entering medical school. i dislike having to sacrifice a lot of things just to pass my subjects. i truly don't understand why i am allowing myself to suffer.

but as i walked away from nanay margarita, i felt this upswelling of sympathy in my heart.

i know now why i am here.

she is my reason. she and a million other Filipinos who do not have the financial means to be healed. at the risk of sounding cliche, i am here to serve them. i am here to use the talents that were given to me for their betterment.

i am willing to suffer to help me become the best doctor for people like nanay margarita.

she deserves nothing less.