wanderlust

Justine "Jay" A.
23/F
Medical Student / Hippie
Homegrown in Guam; Filipina by blood, American by passport.

Ramblings + Musings found here :D

the adopted son

  • Mom: tell mike f. that i consider him an adopted son :)
  • Jay: *texts mike*
  • Mike: does that mean we can't get married? :(
  • Jay: HAHA! it means she thinks of you when she goes shopping!
  • Mike: ay! i think of you when i go shopping too! actually, i think of you all the time :3
  • Mom: BOLAAAA!
  • Jay: hahaha my mom says: bolaaaa! i'm just like her!
  • Mike: mmmmaybe! of course even the most beautiful girl in the whole world got her genes from somewhere!
  • Mom: I LIKE HIM!!! *high five*
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Matt & Kim
Daylight

love matt & kim, introduced by my younger brother.

i hate to admit it, but my younger brother has become more indie me :| but if you think about it, the fact that i don’t care anymore and that i don’t try at all.

i think that makes me more indie. :)

indierawk:

Matt & Kim - Daylight.

TUMBLR’S FAVORITE SONGS THAT’S SURE TO GET A FEW REBLOGS #11.

“And in the daylight, we can hitchhike to Maine. I hope that someday I can see without these frames.”

Ah, New York (namely Brooklyn). Scenester paradise.

blood holds more than RBCs and monocytes; it holds legacies.

dad & i had lunch today at The Stock Market in Serendra and continued our discussion from Friday about faith healing. now, my dad is a very reasonable, logical man not easily swayed by emotional situations. he is the most level-headed person i know. but there are some things, some family stories that are passed down, that you don’t try to reason out. you just believe.

since i graduated highschool, my dad has passed down a few family stories - like the first Muslim Alim that saved Donsol from crocodiles, and heroically died in the process leaving behind one child to his Filipina wife. or the legend of birth of fireflies, from an enchanted fisherman’s wife, mourning the loss of her husband at sea.

and to add to the collection is the legend of Magallanes, a small town in Bicol. i’d type out the story, but i doubt anyone would believe me. and i think it’s best that the story stay in the family; it kind of makes it more special that way.

but let’s just say it completely changed my perspective of the Lourdes miracles and faith healing - and it put back the emphasis on faith. i think that i will have a long struggle with fixing that fine line between science & medicine and faith & God. but it’s stories like the one my dad told me this weekend that will keep me grounded.

i know i may not be superstitous, but when it comes to our families stories and Bicol folklore that my dad passes down to me, i’m all ears and any trace of skepticism fades away. maybe it’s maturity, maybe it’s the childlike innocence left in me.

maybe it’s just the Lozano-Alim blood pulsing through me, carrying the quirks and blessings of my forefathers.

it’s in the blood; this is what i was born to do.

mother knows best

she always has, and I’m pretty sure she always will. just received a care package from mum & mama mady, inclusive of the most essential needs for a med student! (ok, maybe she got a little ahead of herself with the surgical adhesive?!)

  1. 5 sets of comfy scrubs woohoo!
  2. surgical gloves & masks (for dissection!)
  3. sterile tongue depressors
  4. SCAPEL BLADES OF ALL SIZES!!!!!! :D
  5. a vintage steth all the way back from the vietnam war! it even has my aunt’s name on it still
  6. skin markers (?! that’s for surgery already haha)
  7. Pharmacopoeia Pcket Dosing Guide (yay i’m gonna pass pharmacology!)
  8. Clinical Laboratory Tests: Values and Implications (waaay advanced, but helpful!)
  9. a Roxy jacket, for the very cold lecture hall
  10. my favorite whitening toothpaste, Rembrant! (mom knows me too well!)
  11. and most important of all…. nude seamless panties to wear with my white medical student uniform ^_^ + this amazing butt-lifting panty that gives you a Kardashian ass!

happy happy day :) i can’t wait to go home in 23 days! :D

||| new record: 57 hrs

57 hrs before my family drove me crazy this year. that’s a record low man.
fuck the christmas season. i wish we had snow here, like my main man Calvin.

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