BSMT2 just passed -- the next level

BSMT2-- This is another episode of an unfinished soap opera of mine which is medical technology. Before I proceed to the next episode, let me share to you in this blog my reflections of the previous episode. It is not just about academic knowledge but how it influences my total well-being as a daughter, as a sister, as a friend, as a classmate and of course, as FRANZ. (This is a sequel of the post BSMT1 just passed last June 9, 2011 

This episode introduces me different friends. Anatomy and Physiology which told me a great story about the homeostasis and the feedbacks of my body. It increases the extracellular calcium secretion of my cardiac muscle every Fridays due to its lecture exams. There also came Spanish which twisted my tongue for the entire year. There I discovered that inanimate things have genders too like the male eraser (el borrador), the female ax (la hacha), the female milk (la leche) and a the male cabinet (el aparador). Why don't Spanish language pave even a single way for gays and lesbos? There's also Biochemistry which almost hydrolyzed us to simple amino acids, nucleic acids, monosaccharides and fatty acids. There's health care too which left us with empty pockets due to a good-for one semester uniform and also a kit which weren't used in the semester. There is a secret murderer called laboratory management which was friendly at the first glance. Also, Statistics, which we rely our fortunes in our calculator. Let's not forget Cytogenetics--An alleluia for the test papers.  Other friends converted us to different professions like PHGC (Philippine History Government and Constitution) which turned us into lawyers in one sem by solving case studies about the fundamental law of the land-- The Philippine Constitution. Then there's literature which turned us into actors and actresses. Lastly here's health economics which made us into gamblers-- Sadly, gamblers of our grades.

Let us not just end this up to the aforementioned different friends. A syllabus sucks when not applied. There is always a conclusion in every episode though it's still relying on the next.

When it comes to academics, I've done better than the previous year. Surprises came which I didn't expect ever. But I should not be complacent just because that happened. Honestly, I haven't done my best yet. There is an evil procrastination that seemed to possess me. There are still things I've made that I should not repeat on the next episode.

When it comes to people, I'll still rank it a pro. In this semester, I admit that I still acquire a "wonder-woman wanna be" character. There were times that I was the one who worked out on the mess of other people though there's still mine that I can't even work out. The hidden characters of some friends who I've known since from the start of college revealed slowly and slowly. I also met a new friend of mine who has unpleasant impression from others yet I've known her differently from those impressions. She indeed became one of my closest friends in the block.

Being almighty isn't really unlimited. I learned that from the experience of a virtual brother of mine. I ascertained that the purpose of taking this course is not to be an "anointed one" but for the lessons that one must acquire. I should acquire those lessons because I want to be a great medical technologist and a doctor someday.

I also realized that it's wrong to judge a teacher immediately. I had a teacher who I thought was strict and inconsiderate because he appeared to be so at the start. I even loathed his subject because I thought it was useless. Days went by, his real color appeared slowly which was brighter. Fortunately, I aced in his subject. Thanks for the grade sir. I also met an egocentric teacher. His subject was a relative, I mean a son of another subject which is my mortal enemy. I considered him egocentric because it seems like he doesn't want to be beaten-up by his students when it comes to knowledge. I observed it through the way he discuss. But he, being egocentric helped me a lot. Because of his character, I really studied well in his subject and those were really worth. Miraculously, I got a grade which I didn't ever expected.

Patience-- This could mainly be the best virtue in the whole school year. Honestly, it is this year that I burst all my temper for crying out loud because of some catastrophes. There were times that I became too impatient. Still, it is really better to be patient though others are not. I realized that it's like stabbing myself and I almost like stabbed others as well. I should be ready for the next episode then which could be worse.

In this year, I knew my self even more than the previous year. I started planning for the future. Kung sa math pa, I'm still on ongoing solution for my final answer. Of course I should not forget to make my mother and sister as part of it. All that I'll do is really for them.

In the next episode, I should improve. That's the most crucial part of this entire soap opera. Maybe sequel of this will be longer. Just stay tuned until I post "BSMT3 just passed".

Hello School for 2012

Klase na ugma? Dali-a sa panahon oi... christmas vacation.. extend pls. (my recent facebook status)

I almost didn't care that my mom kept on prompting me to sleep coz there will be classes tomorrow and now, I'm still blogging. Anyway, after this blog, you might rarely see me post.

Okay let me describe the day before the first day of school of a new year. Mostly, it is the high time of the procrastinators because students are too lazy during Christmas vacation. There may be the time that you thought of reading your notes but after a while you'll get the mood to sleep. You may get the "baboy" personality (lying down after eating then sleep) during holidays.

I just improved this year. (Ayee, sunod na dayon ang new year's resolution o..may lang ba kaha sa sugod?) I haven't crammed too much today because I finished some of my exercises in Statistics and I already studied Cytogenetics for the exam this Wednesday. Honestly, I crammed on transferring the project in Statistics to MS Word for easy printing.. (The project is all about organization and presentation of data. If you've taken stats already, it's like you'll gonna make a frequency distribution out of the data given then you'll make some graphs (bar graphs, histogram, frequency polygon, line graphs and etc. We were tasked to make them tru MS Excel and it's by group. Hahay, I made most of the project and it's so hassle. This is the only chance that I'll complain a bit. I don't want to complain in front of my groupmates. Well, I should task them to print the hard copy! It would be so unfair if I'll be the one to do that!)

Okay today, it's my first in 2012 to go to Ayala from the signing of papers regarding my sister's investments. I decided to go to National bookstore to buy a new ballpen. As I went there, I saw some of the stabilo highlighters and I remembered that most of my highlighters didn't work anymore or almost out of ink. Then here I go, for the new year, I bought new swing cool highlighters with colors blue, pink, orange and violet. For I'm a visually inclined person, I cannot study if my hand outs or notes are plain. I want them to be colorful so that they'll stick to the temporal lobe (site of memory in the brain) easily. I chose swing cool coz it's not so big like the ordinary stabilo which consumes a lot of space in my kit and if I'll be too lazy to place them back to my kit, they can be placed in my pocket if I want.

pink, blue, orange, light blue (old) and violet swing cool highlighters

my kit with my highlighters, ballpens, correction pen, pencils, eraser and calculator

As I went back home from ayala, I glanced through my planner. Planner? Oh, it's just a humble planner. Instead of consuming lots of cafffeine and spending a total of almost 3k for earning stickers just for Starbucks planner, I made my own. What's the use of spending too much money if I have my own creativity? Char... Well, Last month (of year 2011), as I went to Gaisano tabunok to buy some stuffs... I saw a scratch pad worth 2 pesos and I took a look at it. There came a creative plan. I wrapped it in blue and designed it with a ribbon and that's it! I have my planner! What are placed in my planners are just tasks for everyday. As I got my new highlighters, there came an idea to make each page colorful. Instead of check marks for accomplishment, I'd rather place a colorful mark to inspire me to accomplish every task. It may last not only in 2012.. it could last on the next year.

front view of my planner, see how I love google so much

inside my planner

Okay tomorrow, the first period will be.. SPANISH.. Hola español! Hahahah.. Okay, I'd rather sleep now after preparing my stuffs..

Anyway, here's my screenshot of the blogger app on my iphone. I might post a blog in school..

blogger app for iphone

The "far-reaching" thing (Chapter 1 and 2 1/2)

This was my project in English on my senior year. I exerted a lot of effort to excrete my imagination. I spent almost whole two days for these. I even emptied a ballpen’s ink because of this for the sake of passing on the next day. Unfortunately, everything was worthless for it was uncollected (Our English teacher set the deadline early and maybe she forgot this hahaha).. I’ll just post this on my blog for safety reasons- I might lost the original write-up. I don’t force you to read this but if you’re interested, okay go.

CHAPTER 1

The town’s breath of wind caressed Nadine after ten years of setting herself in United States. She felt the loss of her motherland no more.

Nadine Carol Smith had been bounded by almost everything-allure, amity and affluence yet love seemed to be her far-reaching paragon. She never acquired the perfect attention of her parents she needed nor had contented relationships. She urged to engage Jason Rodriguez, a son of a family friend though her heart didn’t want so.

Together with her friends, Julie and Melissa, she went to the Redemptorist Church- the beholder of her past. She’d been there in her childhood time.

As she knelt on a pew, she eavesdropped to a melancholic piano music from afar. Her soul was casting around on where it came from as her heart was bewildered. She then caught a sight of a man. He who appeared in majesty, elegance and grace made the music she admired.

Melissa stood up and went where the man was, Nadine and Julia followed then. “Hey your music’s great!” Melissa said as the man stopped playing the piano. “I am Melissa Labra, can we be friends?”

She wondered why the man gave an innocent gasp at Nadine. “I’m James Marco Rodriguez, you can call me Jimmy”

Jimmy.. Jimmy.. Nadine’s heart trembled upon hearing that name

“Hey, these are my friends, Nadine and Julia” Melissa introduced as Jimmy and Nadine stared blankly at each other.

“Nice meeting you girls! I’m sorry and I still have an appointment. I need to go.” Jimmy said hurriedly as he stood up and closed the piano.

“Bye Jimmy!” Melissa responded but Nadine unstopped his gaze upon him.

CHAPTER 2

Nadine reminisced on a crystalline night and made a sudden flashback. She already knew that Jimmy is an icon of her past.

This is how the story goes…

Nineteen years ago, Nadine was diagnosed with dengue at an old hospital as so did Jimmy with an unknown disease. That’s how they met. They became playmates and the little boy accompanied her at a moment without the presence of her mother. They started a so-called puppy love however everything was just like a snap. When Nadine discharged upon her recovery, they parted and moved to United States with her family.

It’s amazing that destiny bought them together after such a long time. It seems it’s too late. She’s vowed to marry Jason.

Furious and irascible, Mrs. Smith moved towards Nadine’s room.

“Why didn’t you answer Jason’s calls?” she asked angrily

“Mom I never care about him” Nadine answered without any hesitation.

“Whether you like it or not, you have no right to break your engagement. Don’t bring a shame to our family.” Mrs. Smith exclaimed.

“Mom, it seemed you discomfit my life, you ruled it and…” she stopped as her mother gave her the strongest slap.

Mom, am I your daughter or drudge? You never loved me though as your child” Nadine cried and ran away..

*** to be continued**