Creed Isaiah Gozar Del Russo
1st day of 1st year of medical school
"'Tang ina."
Hindi ko maiwasang mapamura nang tumama ang ilaw ng classroom. Kumikirot ang aking ulo dahil sa hangover. Uminom kami ni Pelocci kagabi kasi nakapasok ako sa medical school. Well, hindi naman na surprise iyon dahil mayroon akong IQ na 150, less than ten points lang kay Einstein. Okay lang. Bumawi naman ang nasayang na ten points IQ sa katawan, mukha, at titi ko. You can ask the women I bedded and who are currently crazy over me.
I know, pretty absurd and arrogant, but what could I do but claim it?
Napamura uli ako nang umingay muli ang classroom na lalong ikinakirot ng aking ulo.
"H-hi, may nakaupo ba dito—"
I raised my head from the table and looked at the woman who was asking for a seat.
"May nakikita ka bang nakaupo? Wala, 'di ba? So, sit your ass down and stop bothering me." She looked terrified, kaya naman nagpilit ako ng ngiti. "Please." I may be arrogant, but Mama and Papa raised a gentleman.
She urgently took a seat.
"Medyo gago . . . pero mas lalo lang naging hot," narinig kong bulong niya sa kanyang katabi na ikinairap ko. Ah, yes, a lot of women were a sucker for my attitude.
"Everybody, get up and wake up!" I startled on my seat when I heard the booming voice of our professor. Umirap muna ako bago ako tumayo at lulugo-lugong naglakad palapit sa bungkos ng mga estudyante. A middle-aged, short, and chubby woman, wearing a dark blouse and skirt. Her aura is just as dark as her outfit. She belongs to the kind of teachers who can't be swayed nor bribed. Not even by my looks and charm. Tahimik kaming lahat, ang tanging gumagawa lamang ng ingay ay ang kanyang attaché case sa lamesa nang padabog niyang ipinatong iyon.
"I am Dr. Maranita Claudio, M.D. I am the chief of cardiothoracic surgery at Greyfield Memorial Hospital and will be your professor for the duration of this semester. You may address me as Dr. Claudio, Doctor, or Professor. That's it. If you have any questions, ask now because once I begin this class. You are the one who will be talking the majority of the time because I expected that you read the presentation that I assigned you prior to this class. So, ask now."
Mabilis na nagtaas ng kamay ang katabi kong lalaki, naka-comb over ang kanyang buhok.
"Dr. Claudio. I just want you to know that I idolize your CABG technique—" Agad siyang tumigil nang magtaas ng daliri si Dr. Claudio.
"Shut up. You are not here to kiss my ass and be friends with me. You are here to learn human anatomy and physiology. I am here to shape you to be great physicians of tomorrow." She started writing it on the whiteboard. She gave us a dead stare, especially the guy beside me. "Nagkakaintindihan tayo?" Tinaasan siya ng kilay ng doktor.
"Yes, Doctor."
"Good. Now, pray to whatever you are praying to that you read whatever section, chapter, or part of the slides that I gave you because I will ask you questions about it. This class lasts for about three hours. You may only sit down if you answer my question, and you only have five seconds to do so. Kapag lumagpas na ang limang segundo at hindi ka pa rin nakakasagot, kailangan mo uling maghintay sa susunod mong pagkakataon. Naiintindihan n'yo?"
We all nodded with a verbal response that consisted of 'Yes, Doctor.'
"Nasa military bootcamp ba tayo o medical school?" bulong ko sa sarili ko. I find it ridiculous somehow.
"Mr. Creed Isaiah Del Russo, do you have anything to share in class?"
My gaze darted to her when I heard her say my name with the sarcastic Mr.
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