Hospital duty is semi-toxic at the moment. My group is assigned in the out-patient services. We deal mostly with uniformed people since we're serving a military hospital. It's something that I take pride in doing because we are helping the military that more or less keeps everything safe and secure inside the country.

Wednesday so far has been the most toxic of all days because the diabetics clinic is open in the afternoon. Who would've known that there are many cases of both types of diabetes in the military? Too bad we were not allowed to perform the bgm on the patients. Some intruder in the form of an insistent med-rep and the staff nurses did the procedure. Huhu.

And I'm living in a dormitory now. How sweet. After two years of commuting, finally, my parents decided it's time for me to live alone away from home. Duh... They only thought of it now! The dorm doesn't impose a curfew so it's really appropriate for student nurses like me who have afternoon to evening shifts. I'm also glad that my roommates are nice. They introduced themselves to me and gave me a few tips about dorm life. We exchanged courses and I found out that I'm the only one who's taking nursing. Two of them, however, are allied health students too, one's studying speech pathology, another public health. The other two roommates, I'm still not sure what their courses are.

Overall assessment: I can live alone as long as I have the money. (Ain't it silly of me to say that? Hehe...) I picture myself taking my masters three years from now while working and still live in the same dorm I'm residing in today.

I've manually written on my diary for the past five years, and lately, due to my schedule, I couldn't find the time to write on it. So, I have decided to ditch the organic journal and switch to the Word application on my phone instead. As of now, I find updating my diary anywhere but the streets of Manila very convenient. Heck, I've even done it in the bathroom. And with that, the the headache of keeping all my past journals safe returns.

I'm thinking of placing them in ziploc bags then covering them with layers and layers of celluloid tape. That way, they will be protected from wear and tear. I could also burn them in one sitting like what mama suggested. But that'd be the death of me if I ever considered it. Sigh. Until I can find a suitable solution, my own cabinet should do fine.

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Wolf's Rain made me nearly cry. Oh well, only the last episode where everyone dies. Their concept of Paradise was amusing though.

When the world nears its end, Paradise will appear and only the wolves know of it.

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I got enrolled courtesy of my beautiful grandmother. I can't believe she's 75 and still working. When she comes here for her vacation on June, I'll have to ask her her secret for staying very fit. She's quite strong for a woman her age. It must be her diet and lifestyle.

Anyway, my pinning is on the 11th of June. I'm so excited. I mean, really. This is a major turning point of my student life where I get to practice what I've learned for the past two years, and maybe get scolded by my instructor once or twice. I'll leave it at once or twice. Hehe. Or maybe never. I should strive to be the best intern the school has ever had! It's not like they haven't seen excellent students, but there's no harm in trying. Hehe.

My class schedule is hospital duty from Monday to Thursday and preventive/promotive on Friday and Saturday, religion and msce squeezed between, I think.

This time, I can't afford to be late. Not once, definitely not twice. So, never. Never late. That requires me to live in the heart of Manila, nearer to the hospitals. I haven't found a dorm or an apartment yet. I've been thinking of crashing Ian's place, not just me, my mama and my other classmates have cited this idea as well, since he's my groupmate, and paying a third of his monthly rent and the bills too. But umm, we're not that close and I doubt he'll accept the idea. I could sleep on the floor with my trusty futon, and maybe I could cook dinner every weekend and since we're in the same group we could study together!

I highly doubt it would be enough to convince him. Besides, if he does agree, it will become an issue in class. Yes, a big issue, it's small but I'm sure one of my classmates is bound to make it big, and that'll probably reach the other sections' ears in less than a week. I should try asking him. But I'm afraid.

Or, maybe I could go on with my everyday 20-km Cavite-Manila commute. Suicide express. ^_^

I'll find a way.

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