I watched “Forrest Gump” half-awake this afternoon. It was a good long movie, as probably everyone knows. It’s a feel-good movie full of quotable quotes. It’s one of those movies I would want to see on a lazy weekday afternoon, and so I half-asleep watched it. I was dozing on and off, that’s why.

Here are some of my favorite quotes:

Life is a box of chocolate… you never know what you’re gonna get.

Shit happens.

I’m not a smart man, but I know what love is.

Sometimes I guess there aren’t enough rocks.

You have to do the best with what God gave you.

I don’t know if we each have a destiny, or if we’re all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it’s both. Maybe both is happening at the same time.

And cause I was a gazillionaire, and I liked doin it so much, I cut that grass for free.

Stupid is as stupid does.

Me and Jenny goes together like peas and carrots.

My Mama always said you’ve got to put the past behind you before you can move on.



I went to the UST Hospital today for my thyroid scan with somewhat a hint of what’s gonna happen. Thanks to the world wide web, I gathered enough information to freak the hell out of me. Although, I almost hoped I were a doctor.

So, my idea (with the help of my inquiring mind, of course) was this: they’re gonna give me a nuclear-ish something (radioactive  iodine tracer to be exact) then the scan on some sort of an MRI scanner (yikes!). Too much time watching “House”, I guess, helped in freaking me out.  It could either be intravenous (ouchie!) or a pill, says the source I read. Either way, same effect: it would make them see where the iodine I take goes to, and how does my thyroid work.

What happened: the perky gay med tech or MT (I like him) briefed me of the procedure. He gave me two glasses of liquids. I drank both with his assurance that it’d be like drinking water. It did. He told me I should take some precautions. I shouldn’t kiss babies (if I could kiss adults, I didn’t bother asking) and I should flush the toilet twice after urinating (there’s some radioactive substance in my body!).

Ohnygahd! I’ve been nuclear-ed! I have a nuclear weapon inside of me! Panic! Panic! Panic!

The panic actually faded away after 2 seconds, when I was told to go back after 4 hours for the scan and go back again tomorrow for another one. Geez. This is so complicated!

Anyway, before I left, he told me I couldn’t eat for an hour more. I was a bit starving because it was already half an hour before 12, and my last meal was at 8 am (I was told to fast for at least 2 hours before taking the meds, which means no food nor water, no nothing). “Mag-diyeta ka muna,” he said delightedly. Told him, Ang payat ko na nga, eh. He said, “Hindi naman, ah. Tama lang ‘yan.”

See, guys, I’m not that uber-payat. Thanks,  new-found gay-friend for being truthful and perky!

And, so we went home first so we could celebrate Bonie’s birthday over lunch. We bought turtle pie from Cake-2-Go on the way. The pie was D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S!

We went back to the hospital before 3 pm. I braced myself for what’s gonna happen. I even asked Tatay to come with me because I thought it’d be a long test and that I’d be put into a machine or something to that scary effect.

Much to my wee bit disappointment, that didn’t happen. The scanner was just like a telescope placed in front of my neck (I was standing) and then later on in front of my thigh. Why there, I’d still have to ask tomorrow because the MT who did my scan wasn’t so friendly. I miss the gay MT already!

And, so, tomorrow I’m going back there again.  Whew! Hoping the results will come out good. Please…


Nerdified

07Feb10

Okay. So Intel Core Duo is for laptops. Intel Atom is for notebooks.

I do not understand the many languages of the tech world, you must forgive me. I just need a lappie to connect myself to the world wide web. I don’t have to know how many gigabytes or what the hell is an HDM storage. I just need to have a computer that’s not a desktop and that is so very much affordable. And so Tatay and I went out to find one, but it was freaking hard.

Of course, if I have the life of Samantha Brown or any other rich person out there, I would have gone to the nearest Apple Center and purchased the most expensive MacBook Pro. Life would be too easy if I were rich.  But I am too far from being one, so life is hard.

Anyway, at least I have a slight idea now of what to get. It can either be an Acer, an HP or a Neo.

Help!