It’s been a month and some change since I turned 24. It’s time to say thank you.
Whoever said high school were the best years of your life didn’t go through med school.
Third-year medical school is a whirlwind. Blink and you’ll miss it.
Good food and even better company. Thank you, and to more years ahead.
Tired of reading about cardiology, or the world, or life in general? Here’s a post on deconstruction as it applies to fanfiction, gender debates, politics and even medicine.
“Really, I like deconstruction because it basically goes wild with everything and anything. Because we define by différance, constructions and their manifestations can be as endless, limitless and as justifiable as you want it to be.”
Sometimes things don’t turn out the way we want it to. But maybe this is life’s way of questioning and reaffirming why we stay. This PIDC reminded me why I’m still (occasionally) here. Win or lose, it’s about appreciating reason above all –the challenge of new ways of thinking, the joy of meeting shamelessly novel…
In the end, the Manila Intervarsity has always been envisioned as a tournament that would bridge the gap between older and younger generations. Whatever the case, I feel like we did accomplish that in many respects. There’s nothing like trial by fire and injustice to light the passion and keep it burning.
I love Thailand!!! So much!!!
Hello! It’s been a lifetime since I last updated this blog. To be fair, med school feels like a lifetime ago as well (happy to note I passed all my modules!). This holiday break is doing wonders for my physical, emotional and mental health. Since 2017 is fast approaching, I’m thinking of cramming (ha!) the last…
Five things ASMPH made me realize so far.