The Formal Level Up Launch

This neurotic medical student now went up a notch in the hospital "food chain". I am now the neurotic medical intern.

Although things didn't work out quite well with my Teenage Dream, I don't feel any regret in choosing Quirino for my internship because I acquire the knowledge and skills along with the fact that I have time for myself.

ZOMG. I was friendzoned. ROTFLOL.

Kbye.

Dear Teenage Dream

This is actually a long overdue post that was dated April 14, 2013. I recently came across it since I looked over my old posts when I felt like blogging again. It shows my neurotic and almost obsessive intent in having my medical internship in Philippine General Hospital. I'm going to share it just for lulz.

Dear Teenage Dream,

Ilang araw na lang, magkakalaaman na tayo. Wag mo naman akong i-friendzone because if you do, you'll break my heart again. Not once, but twice. Hindi na nga ako na-match, hanggang pagwa-walk in ba dedeadmahin mo pa rin ako?

Noon pa lang, ikaw na. College days ko pa lang sa St Paul, dyan ko na pinangarap mag-OR elective. Ang laking tuwa ko nung natanggap ako dun. Para akong nanalo sa lotto noong mga panahong iyon. Kahit nung job hunting after ng Nursing board exam, dyan ko inunang mag-apply pero pang-manpower pooling lang ang peg mo pero pinili ko pa ring subukan at maghintay.

Hanggang sa naisipan kong mag-med.

Di nga lang ako sobrang genius para makapasok dyan for med school pero di pa ako nag-eenroll sa San Beda, alam kong dyan ko na gusto mag-internship.

Por que't di ako top 10, dedeadmahin mo na ako? Eh ano naman, pasok naman ako sa top 20. 10 + 8, yun ako. Kahit mainit at toxic dyan, kaya kong tiisin, basta tanggapin mo lang ako.

Para kang medullary thyroid carcinoma at ako naman ay pheochromocytoma kaya I always and truly believe that we are MEN-2B. Hehe.

Love,

Ambisyosang Bullfrog

(ribbit, ribbit!)

Reading through this made me snort with hysterical hyena-like laughter. I am sooooo lame. Kbye.

BRGR: The BRGR Project

I seriously love burgers. Whenever I'm at a fast food joint, I usually order a burger value meal. My friend, Lorenz even tagged me as the "Babaeng Burger" because he noticed I love eating any burger even if it is peddled by hawkers in the sidewalk. And when Leo, a classmate from med school, told me about the annual cook-off in his hometown in California, my mouth would nearly froth whenever I hear his description of how the Americans would cook their burger and what stuff they put on it.

Since we don't have those cook-offs, I developed some sort of fondness of trying out new burger joints. My brother knows a lot of places in the Taft-Vito Cruz area and he would suggest those to me. He was the one who told us about Zark's Burger. And now, his latest suggestion is BRGR: The BRGR Project, located at the first floor of The Grand Towers, along Pablo Ocampo St. (formerly Vito Cruz St.).

It's a burger joint that's known to its loyal patrons as the "Make Your Own Burger" place. Pretty nifty, huh?

I went there with my brother and my sisters on a fine morning. The store just opened up and it's not that crowded. We were given sheets of paper wherein we could tick the boxes of the ingredients that we want to include in our burger. Akala ko entrance exam. Lels.