journal of a struggling vet student

the moment she entered the lab, i remember rose approaching her and asked her something. i was tinkering the PC and was trying to finish some task assigned by donna. i happen to overhear their conversation about Vegas and that was when I heard her employ her uber collegiala accent. i didn't like it at first. maybe i just have this thing about people who speak that way. those who speak that way in elbi are usually the ones alienated by the majority: those who give the impression of being patricians in a plebian laden elbi-world.

going back. that was the reason i seemed to distance myself from her at first. but i was observing her. later on, she would join the rest of the newbies during breaks. i was half-convinced that maybe she isn't as awful as i think she might be. but then there was the accent still.

it all ended the day the newbies went to jowees after a night's shift. the way she drank was still collegiala. her gestures were more collegiala. but i realized that despite all of these, she was genuine. all her animated kwentos entertained all of us and she knew how to listen. after that episode, i began feeling at ease with her. that was almost six months ago.

then earlier, she came in without her company ID. she had surrendered it the day before along with other requiremnets for company clearance. i wont forget that moment she hugged me tightly. then she said her goodbyes. anna and i couldnt contain the tears. she walked out the door and pranced her way out.

the days that were in between that day six months ago and yesterday--those days when janna was still going out to lunch with us, smoking with us, partying with us, and simply with us--will always be cherished.

au revoir janna--the party princess from Vegas.

i sooo luurve juno...

all young women who meet unwanted pregnancies should see this film. :)

ellen paige's a natural i swear.

michael cera's so damn good in a subconcious way, ya know what i mean?

three years ago, my blocmates and i decided to finally quit being barbarians and join an organization. of course, it wont be a fraternity/sorority. that would be unfair to the homosexual population of the block (rodge and I :P). so we decided to choose among the academic organization of vetmed and jumped from one orientation to another. then we stumbled along an noisy organization whose orientation consisted of candles inside brown paper envelopes.

from afar, the sight was very appealing. at least in me, i felt a suddenly feeling to rush and go there. but since we did not want to appear over-eager, we acted blase. then they introduced themselves. it was love at first sight i have to say. i felt that the members were the very ones im looking for. although we had to leave early for another orientation, we came back to days after and intimated our desire to join the organization.

i swear. the whole on-boarding process was one helluvan experience! there was a time when i had to endure being mocked ang played at by members younger than myself (prexy) and be bullied the those older (yana and everyone else).  at first i really did not understand what the whole thing was for. but later on when had gotten in, i realized that the process was meant to take us out of our shells and learn the personality of the members--which i always go back analyzing whenever i try to understand how they go about things. but of course, the majority were kind. during the process, there were those who always reminded us that things are not really what they seem and that we'll understand someday. and yes, only now do i realize what they mean.

later on, the 10 of us- myself, absy, juls, rodge, aub, divine, reina, she, renz, by, mil- went through the most fun finals night ever (of course, twas our night). i was damn scared at first the freaking alumni were present and the people seem to go harsher by a notch! then after like 3 hours, we cried as they welcome the newbies to their family-my family. thinking about now, i cant help feeling nostalgic. she, by and mil have gone to agri already, divine has gone to nutri, rodge has gone back to samar,  renz has left the college. and yet...

haay. by the way, we were batch H20. i know twas weird. we had previously settled for another name and we decided to change it in the last minute. why H20? (do you still remember people?) because water molecules are bonded together through the H-bond. And the H-bond is the storngest of the three chemical bonds. Of course not to say that its molecules cannot separated. (and boy, we were able to rak that one into account weren't we <wink>?)

meet the batch h20:

absy: the intsik whom we really fought hard to share herself to the org. (which we succeeded in didnt we juls?)

juls: the  batch leader who got so pissed to the molecule who went away (wahahahahaha!, the silent hearththrob)

rodge: the prima donna who could do good if he wants to

aub: the petite lady who had the ___ of the ___ (fill in the blanks)

divine: the nutri-licious gal (that's a compliment)

reina: the silent heartthrob, the greatest teaser to walk on the surface of elbi

she: the darling, always with a ready smile

byrone: the post-Renaissance Renaissance man. or at least that's what he thought

mil- the guy we all secretly lust over (mwahahahaha)

renz- haay. i wished she stayed longer. the artist. makes uber cool graphics

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY BATCH H20!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)

im listening to jessica zafra's podcast right now. jeez.. why does she sound like that? i honestly expexted a more cecile licad-ish (that pianist) voice. not that i am disappointed. only that she sounds like an office mate who wanted every thing spoonfed and who's so good at whining. goodness.

most of the things she says are those that were already contained in some of her blog posts. cant she think of anything new to say? well..well..well..

ecstacy!!! my supervisor has finally made me sign the change status request form!! wahahahaha.. and finally i'll be receiving a significant increase in salary! ayyyeeeppaahh. so earlier, anna and apol were teasing me about treating them to jollibee (i am a self-confessed jollibee person, so is anna. apol isnt.). although id still get the increase next payday, i reluctantly obliged. (reluctant? waha.)

haay. exciting. sorry. dont feel like writing too much.

and oh. i bought michael cunningham's a home at the end of the world for 70 php. and a herman melville short story collection at 40 php. am soooo happy.

then i've finifshed absy's the book thief already. goooodness. the book is sooo fun to read and markus zusak's use of foreshadowing really made me finish it. plus i sooo liked that he used death as an impartial and omniscient narrator. galing-galing. haay. i hope to find more books with has Nazi Germany as its setting. (not the book of course. the story.).

yun lang.

au revoir tabulas. (shet parang diary lang.)

when im at loss for words

i resort to poetry

or something that resembles one

like at this moment

when fate decides that i see you

which is weird

i dont believe in fate

the root of my hiatus

stares at me through a camera

which somehow shades off the signiture smirk

that i both love and hate

love and hate

present tense

your camera is the metaphor

for every hellish night that surged back

the soul of every cigarette wasted

haunts me with evenescence

as you take my photo

but absence makes the heart forget

or does it?