And The End Is Near...
Three more tests to go and I'm home free!!! YYYEESSSS!!! A not-so-hard finals about skin (pharma is still a killer, though, no matter what the topic) and a killer Respiratory and the last hurrah - finals on Tuberculosis (which is pretty much... duuuh) and then I'm gone, gone, gone!
We had Oncology and Heent (Head, eye, ear, neck/nose, throat) finals today and guess what, for our HEENT finals, my prof-crush was around to proctor us. Edi siyempre, laki ng ngiti ko
inspired kuno!
Thing is, I ended up being aware of him every time he was within my vicinity (and peripheral vision). He really looked good in those khaki pants and blue long-sleeved polo... and those gosh-darn sexy glasses (which I only saw when I looked up). And of course, when I got around to answering his part of the test, I couldn't remember much of what he said about the diseases and all I remembered were his side comments about Bethoven and Mozart and the albinism (hey, I got one question right!) and Kylie Minogue and all those things. I also remember that on the day of his lecture, he was also wearing a khaki-colored pair of pants and light long-sleeved polo shirt (priorities nga naman natin...).
Man. I missed seeing that eye candy of mine... Of course, in his case, I can only look. I mean, the man's married and with a kid. And I never touch or more-than-babaw-crush on taken men.
A Blessing In A Really, Really, Really Bad Cranky-Inducing Disguise
I fell asleep at 6 yesterday and woke up at 9 when my mom called. Since I couldn't sleep, I studied some until about 1 when I was tired and nothing was entering my head anymore. I set the alarm at 4 so that I'd wake up and finish studying in time to make it for my 8am test. Some time in the middle of the night, my landline rings. I'm thinking, "this had better be good". At first I decided to give the caller the benefit of the doubt since it could be one of my relatives from the States. But, really, I think my relatives would know better than to call so early in the morning, before the sun even went up. But maybe it was important, so, whatever, I staggered to the phone and answered. "Hello?" (heavy breathing) "Hello?" (silence) "Hello?!" (heavy breathing). Needless to say I didn't hung up gently.
I staggered back to bed all annoyed and irritated and was just settling in again when the phone rang again. Crawl to my knees then stand up. Stagger to the phone. Repeat of earlier ~conversation~. This time, though, I hit the lights. Why, I'm not sure, but my sleep-muddled brain thought that it would be better if the lights were on. After hanging up, I stalk towards my bed, automatically glancing at my clock before closing my eyes. Siyempre, nagising ako bigla dahil 5 am na! I checked my alarm on my cellphone - yeah, it rang and I apparently turned it off. So there I am, torn between hating the mysterious prank caller guy and somehow thanking him for waking me up. He called again while I was busy wondering whether to go back to sleep or start studying. I decided to wake up. And this time, I didn't even bother answering the phone. I just took it off the hook and left it there for a minute. When I checked it again, it was doing that busy signal so I put it back on the cradle. Then it rang again. I repeated the procedure. This time, though, after the minute, the guy was still on the line (coz there was no busy signal) so I just hung up again and disconnected the stupid line.
Why do people do that? I can take prank callers if they were actually done during normal waking hours. I'm much more patient when the sun is fully up (although I still hang up on them and, if person was irritating enough, I'd disconnect the line too). But, hello?! At 5 in the morning?! What loser in this planet is awake at five in the morning to make prank calls?!
You know what I want? One of those little radios or microphones that I could play really, really loudly against the speaker of the phone para mabingi yung annoying person on the other side. That'd be cool. That way I'd make the prank caller temporarily deaf in exchange for irritating the heck out of me. And I'd make sure also to make it play a really annoying loser song that way it'd be stuck in his head for the entire day.


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