Still feeling sentimental...

In between reading about respiratory epithelium pseudostratified ciliated columnar and the branches of the brachial plexus, I still feel... sentimental. Yet at the same time, not really that sentimental. Maybe I can try to describe my feeling as somehow, lonely yet wanting solitude and the same time sentimental but not yearning for my dreams. Does that make sense?

Sometimes maybe it's just depression hitting me, the kind that comes up every now and then with the monotony and hard life of being a medical student. Dancing helps, somehow. 'Sides, according to Legally Blonde, endorphins give you a happy so... that helps, somehow.

Ina called this past week. Surprised the hell out of me since a long-distance call from my bestest best bud isn't exactly an everyday occurrence. It was a very welcome surprise, though. I miss her loads. Haven't seen her in years... yet surprisingly the distance didn't affect our friendship at all. Weirdly enough, I might even have to say that we've only grown closer these past few years - distance notwithstanding. Now that's friendship, eh? I love Inz. Sounds so lesbian-ish to say it but it's true. Sometimes I just wanna hug her or hold her and/or have her hold me when I'm feeling lonely. Or just, yknow, talk to her, hang with her, even if it's not an important thing. Sometimes I feel that way about my friends. Like I wanna hug them sooo much coz I care sooo much about them (awright, I'll say it outright: I love them). But then they might think me weird and even though I like making lambing, not all my friends are comfortable with it, so, of course, I make kapa their moods muna. Or I make lambing people who I know are okay with my lambing.

I'm checking out my Friendster page in another window... and changed my profile while I was at it... Now I'm reading my testimonials. Sometimes kasi, when I'm feeling really down and/or lonely or senti... I think about my friends. I mean... my friends are great people, and I figured that if they're still friends with me, then that doesn't make me so bad now, does it? I mean, if all these people have been with me through good and bad, then maybe I'm worth it, eh? Or at least, I'm not so bad that they still love me no matter what

I love mah friends. I'd do anything for them.

Sometimes I wish I could do something to prove that, yknow, maybe I'm worth the friendship they've offered me freely. But then that's not how friendships work, right? So I'll just be the best person I am and be there for them through good and bad.