Before residency started three years ago we were told by a fellow that we would see ten-years worth of cases in just three years, but we would also age ten years faster. Back in med school I would still be asked for an ID if I try to get in an R-18 movie, but now someone in the corner would offer me massage with intermittent sex if I would so much ask for a light–I mean if I were asked for a light, in which case I would say no, of course I don’t have a lighter what are implying. Frichmond, however, has maintained her youthful looks. She recently asked a 7-11 crew for a pack of Marlboro Greens, and she was asked how old she is. Admirably she has stopped herself from flashing her license screaming, “Doktor na ako! Now give me that fucking pack of cigarettes. NOW!!!!”
I have recently unearthed a photo taken in 2001 in Pangasinan when I, Mrs. Therese, Chel, Jhonhie, Rodky, Groin, and Mae went to Hundred Islands. And just recently I happily had a pornographic photo of myself taken, also in Pangasinan. It’s just almost ten years apart, but it’s worth a hundred years’ worth of innocence and virg lost. For more self-embarrassment.