About Me
- Name: Bino/Geno
- Location: Malabon, Manila, Philippines
The most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you find someone to love the you you love, well that's just fabulous.
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Hello. I'm still here.
I've been doing a lot of thinking today. This is after my biological mother told me in an awful way that my new haircut is really ugly. That's not really a surprise since she is always like that to all people and how she blurts out nasty comments. I said to myself, "she could have said that in a nicer way and I would have listened."
Then I realized, I have been a jerk to my father too when I told him how stupid his idea is of buying an old car. I think it's high time that I really shut up.
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Last night, I also realized that I really should not be texting while driving. And it just sank in me last night that it is really dangerous. I'm not really afraid of dying in a car crash. I even believe that it is a cool way of dying rather than dying of cancer or any disease. It's fast and easy not like diseases that are slow and painful. What I am really afraid of is running over somebody which means that, here in the Philippines, that would mean headaches and migraines for the rest of your life. And think about the humiliation you're going to get from these horrible media that does not respect your right and the police who are trigger happy.
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Also today, I thought of the age long saying, "Money doesn't buy you happiness." I guess this saying only applies to people who have money. My family has been justifying money for the longest time. But I don't. I still feel strongly for values like freedom, friendship and love.
I guess only a few people would understand this. That money is never a substitute for freedom or anything else. That's why I would always fight for freedom. People who are free take their freedom for granted. Money would never buy you happiness. I assure you that.
I've been doing a lot of thinking today. This is after my biological mother told me in an awful way that my new haircut is really ugly. That's not really a surprise since she is always like that to all people and how she blurts out nasty comments. I said to myself, "she could have said that in a nicer way and I would have listened."
Then I realized, I have been a jerk to my father too when I told him how stupid his idea is of buying an old car. I think it's high time that I really shut up.
***
Last night, I also realized that I really should not be texting while driving. And it just sank in me last night that it is really dangerous. I'm not really afraid of dying in a car crash. I even believe that it is a cool way of dying rather than dying of cancer or any disease. It's fast and easy not like diseases that are slow and painful. What I am really afraid of is running over somebody which means that, here in the Philippines, that would mean headaches and migraines for the rest of your life. And think about the humiliation you're going to get from these horrible media that does not respect your right and the police who are trigger happy.
***
Also today, I thought of the age long saying, "Money doesn't buy you happiness." I guess this saying only applies to people who have money. My family has been justifying money for the longest time. But I don't. I still feel strongly for values like freedom, friendship and love.
I guess only a few people would understand this. That money is never a substitute for freedom or anything else. That's why I would always fight for freedom. People who are free take their freedom for granted. Money would never buy you happiness. I assure you that.
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written at : 9:39 PM
Saturday, May 30, 2009
I'm gonna do some ranting here. Haha. I just finished my summer management internship program and it was nice except for one thing, our school adviser. God. Why should there be something that is not right?
Well, I guess I am always wrong in my expectations. Expect the unexpected is what they say.
I was wrong when I enrolled in Loyola and expected that Biochem will be harder than Cell Biology. I was wrong when I expected that I'll do good in Physiology than Histology. And I was certainly wrong when I thought that the company assigned to me is not cool and the faculty adviser is nice.
Damn! It was totally different. The NGO where I worked at is so non-toxic, I was practically not working. Then the faculty adviser that I thought would be nice, turned out to be a monster. There seems to be nothing that you will do right with him. I dunno, maybe he just plays favorites.
God I hate him. I dunno what has gotten into him. He was nice when he was our teacher during our summer transition program. Well, whatever. I hope I pass. I will be happy just to get a passing grade. It's just 10% of a subject anyway. And I really do not want to have another internship next year.
Well, I guess I am always wrong in my expectations. Expect the unexpected is what they say.
I was wrong when I enrolled in Loyola and expected that Biochem will be harder than Cell Biology. I was wrong when I expected that I'll do good in Physiology than Histology. And I was certainly wrong when I thought that the company assigned to me is not cool and the faculty adviser is nice.
Damn! It was totally different. The NGO where I worked at is so non-toxic, I was practically not working. Then the faculty adviser that I thought would be nice, turned out to be a monster. There seems to be nothing that you will do right with him. I dunno, maybe he just plays favorites.
God I hate him. I dunno what has gotten into him. He was nice when he was our teacher during our summer transition program. Well, whatever. I hope I pass. I will be happy just to get a passing grade. It's just 10% of a subject anyway. And I really do not want to have another internship next year.
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written at : 7:32 PM
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
I'm almost done with my summer management internship. I worked in an NGO that provides alternative medicine services especially to indigent Filipinos. They practice acupuncture, ventosa, energy healing, hilot/ traditional massages and others.
I am highly skeptical of these methods. But hey, whatever makes you feel better right? There are some studies that suggest they actually help. For me, I wouldn't spend too much with these quack stuff.
I was talking to my classmates when they told me that a classmate of ours still workout everyday even during medical school. She's my idol now. Hihi. I just started working out this summer and I intend to sustain it. :). Good luck to me.
I am highly skeptical of these methods. But hey, whatever makes you feel better right? There are some studies that suggest they actually help. For me, I wouldn't spend too much with these quack stuff.
I was talking to my classmates when they told me that a classmate of ours still workout everyday even during medical school. She's my idol now. Hihi. I just started working out this summer and I intend to sustain it. :). Good luck to me.
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written at : 5:40 PM
Monday, May 18, 2009
Weebee! I'm back. Hihi. Well, I didn't really go anywhere. I just can't find anything to write about. My summer is all about working out, working out and working out. Now I'm O.C. with reading labels of protein content. I need all the protein I can get! I've been drinking a lot of soy milk and skim milk.
If my computation is right, I need around 63g of protein a day and I added an excess of 7g to that. Any tips?
I've received so many compliments on how cute my header is. The moving boats are just adorable, aren't they? Well, honestly, I don't know how to make them. I just copied the template from a website that offers free templates for blogs. Hehe.
I don't think I'll be changing it soon. Beside the fact that I'm too lazy to change it, I don't think I can find a better template.
Speaking of lazy, tomorrow I'll be starting on my Management internship. Gosh. I'm so not excited. I dunno why. Maybe I just don't want where I was assigned. Well, at least I'll be finished with it earlier than the rest.
If my computation is right, I need around 63g of protein a day and I added an excess of 7g to that. Any tips?
I've received so many compliments on how cute my header is. The moving boats are just adorable, aren't they? Well, honestly, I don't know how to make them. I just copied the template from a website that offers free templates for blogs. Hehe.
I don't think I'll be changing it soon. Beside the fact that I'm too lazy to change it, I don't think I can find a better template.
Speaking of lazy, tomorrow I'll be starting on my Management internship. Gosh. I'm so not excited. I dunno why. Maybe I just don't want where I was assigned. Well, at least I'll be finished with it earlier than the rest.
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written at : 10:13 PM
Saturday, May 02, 2009
Earlier today, I arrived home to see some ugly looking mangoes lying on our kitchen top. I asked around and they told me that they were picked from the mango tree on our backyard.
I touched them and felt the roughness of their skin. They don't have any mango smell unlike the ones you see in the market. They also have lots of black spots and marks that would totally repel anyone who sees them, probably due to the harsh environment these mangoes have to endure in the urban setting.
However, I was surprised when my dad peeled one and said that it actually tastes good. I put one in the ref to be chilled and ate it later after dinner.
I was delighted to see the redness inside. There were no marks inside or signs of the black marks outside. I tasted it and it was so sweet!
It led me to reflect on how superficial the world has become. How many times have we eaten perfectly looking mangoes and yet squirm at its sourness? Or like my experience, a beaten up looking mango that tastes perfect?
This is one of my favorite quotes, from the movie Accepted, "Nah, I'm not going to answer your question, 'cause you guys have already made up your minds. I'm an expert in rejection, and I can see it on your faces. And it's too bad that you judge us by the way we look and not by who we are."
I guess we have to live with all the crap this world has to offer. After all, reject or be rejected.
I touched them and felt the roughness of their skin. They don't have any mango smell unlike the ones you see in the market. They also have lots of black spots and marks that would totally repel anyone who sees them, probably due to the harsh environment these mangoes have to endure in the urban setting.
However, I was surprised when my dad peeled one and said that it actually tastes good. I put one in the ref to be chilled and ate it later after dinner.
I was delighted to see the redness inside. There were no marks inside or signs of the black marks outside. I tasted it and it was so sweet!
It led me to reflect on how superficial the world has become. How many times have we eaten perfectly looking mangoes and yet squirm at its sourness? Or like my experience, a beaten up looking mango that tastes perfect?
This is one of my favorite quotes, from the movie Accepted, "Nah, I'm not going to answer your question, 'cause you guys have already made up your minds. I'm an expert in rejection, and I can see it on your faces. And it's too bad that you judge us by the way we look and not by who we are."
I guess we have to live with all the crap this world has to offer. After all, reject or be rejected.
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written at : 8:18 PM
Thursday, April 30, 2009
It has always been a dream of mine to be a teacher. There's something about educating people that excites me. Sharing information is a bliss.
However, sometimes it's difficult to tell people what's on the book if they are convinced otherwise. Just like I what I have always told people regarding cross-dressers, transgenders, etc.
Everyone has reduced the term gay and homosexual into the typical parlor gay they see in the streets. Some of us know better, that there are also those who are discreet gays. That's fine. Being gay is a broad thing. We have our own preferences, beliefs, fashion sense.
But somehow, we have to draw a line. Mental health professionals have already removed homosexuality as a mental disorder. That's correct. But there's something more important that people don't know. It's Gender Identity Disorder.
Gender identity disorder (GID) is the formal diagnosis used by psychologists and physicians to describe persons who experience significant gender dysphoria (discontent with the biological sex they were born with). It is a psychiatric classification and describes the attributes related to transsexuality, transgender identity, and transvestism. It is the diagnostic classification most commonly applied to transsexuals.
Filipinos would commonly think that gays want to have pussies and hate their penises. That's so false. On the contrary, those gays who want to be in the opposite gender typically has Gender Identity Disorder. It is classified as a severed mental disorder by the APA.
In fact, for you to have gender reassignment in the US, you have to resolve first your GID before you can proceed with the surgeries. Sad to say, mental health is neglected in the Philippines that's why we have seen transsexuals who underwent gender reassignment and wanted to go back.
So why put so much emphasis? First, lay men should understand that the stereotypical Filipino gays they have in mind do not represent the real gays. Two, GID has been tagged as severe because of the depression and suicidal tendencies that usually accompanies it.
There is nothing with disorders that discriminates those who have them or condemns them like the church. But we put them there so that people would be guided and we can give them better care.
However, sometimes it's difficult to tell people what's on the book if they are convinced otherwise. Just like I what I have always told people regarding cross-dressers, transgenders, etc.
Everyone has reduced the term gay and homosexual into the typical parlor gay they see in the streets. Some of us know better, that there are also those who are discreet gays. That's fine. Being gay is a broad thing. We have our own preferences, beliefs, fashion sense.
But somehow, we have to draw a line. Mental health professionals have already removed homosexuality as a mental disorder. That's correct. But there's something more important that people don't know. It's Gender Identity Disorder.Gender identity disorder (GID) is the formal diagnosis used by psychologists and physicians to describe persons who experience significant gender dysphoria (discontent with the biological sex they were born with). It is a psychiatric classification and describes the attributes related to transsexuality, transgender identity, and transvestism. It is the diagnostic classification most commonly applied to transsexuals.
Filipinos would commonly think that gays want to have pussies and hate their penises. That's so false. On the contrary, those gays who want to be in the opposite gender typically has Gender Identity Disorder. It is classified as a severed mental disorder by the APA.
In fact, for you to have gender reassignment in the US, you have to resolve first your GID before you can proceed with the surgeries. Sad to say, mental health is neglected in the Philippines that's why we have seen transsexuals who underwent gender reassignment and wanted to go back.
So why put so much emphasis? First, lay men should understand that the stereotypical Filipino gays they have in mind do not represent the real gays. Two, GID has been tagged as severe because of the depression and suicidal tendencies that usually accompanies it.
There is nothing with disorders that discriminates those who have them or condemns them like the church. But we put them there so that people would be guided and we can give them better care.
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written at : 5:30 PM
Friday, April 24, 2009
There's something about summer in the Philippines that you won't see anywhere else. It's the operation tuli (circumcision). Every summer, surgical missions like this would spring up everywhere and little kids, usually from classes C, D and E, would line up to be circumcised. It's like a rite of passage for young boys in the Philippines. But that's another story.
I participated in an Operation Tuli last summer even before I become a first year medical student. Although I was in the medical school already, I barely know anything about medicine at that time. And so do my groupmates. But they let us do everything. The anesthesia, the cutting, the suturing, everything.
And now all of my classmates are having a piece of the pie. Everyone is so happy going to these surgical missions everywhere playing doctors.
I won't deny it that I learned a lot in my experience but I find it disturbing that medical students who are not licensed are doing the job. The patients there, even though the service is just free, still deserves the best care. I don't think they would be happy knowing that only incoming second year students are doing these surgeries.
I find it unethical to do that. These people are not rubber models. They are real people.
I participated in an Operation Tuli last summer even before I become a first year medical student. Although I was in the medical school already, I barely know anything about medicine at that time. And so do my groupmates. But they let us do everything. The anesthesia, the cutting, the suturing, everything.
And now all of my classmates are having a piece of the pie. Everyone is so happy going to these surgical missions everywhere playing doctors.
I won't deny it that I learned a lot in my experience but I find it disturbing that medical students who are not licensed are doing the job. The patients there, even though the service is just free, still deserves the best care. I don't think they would be happy knowing that only incoming second year students are doing these surgeries.
I find it unethical to do that. These people are not rubber models. They are real people.
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written at : 8:16 PM
