[busy signaL]
[Tuesday, August 12, 2003]
friday sucked. i woke up late so i was therefore also late for our research paper defense. 20 minutes in fact. our defense was terrible, but we weren't as bad as yesterday's group, who were completely eaten alive. oh yeah, and we had our compro1 test from 6 to 9 as usual. that was ok except i know that i got a five-point deduction for nfd [that's 'not following directions' to the uninitiated].
saturday i went to the malate poetry workshop instead of the dlsu-admu game. a double blessing, it turns out: i got to bash other people's works [ah, sweet revenge!] and i didn't waste a hundred bucks on a losing game.
that night, we had chami's quasi-despidida at gerry's grill in town, but the after party at kris' is what really rocked. going back to chami, she's going to nyu on a scholarship [indeed, life is unfair] so we'll all miss her incredibly, especially her greener side. i got home 4am and by that time i was pretty much out of it, ranting about moonwalking and jumping houses. at least my parents understood why i was late, even if their sudden understanding was very suspicious.
yesterday, i went to see chami off at the airport and she gave me a kickass parting gift - she loaned me her guitar until she gets back. hallelujah! kince insists that that's called a pabilin but i'm a little skeptical... can anyone clarify?
anyway at the airport, there was this strange woman dancing around inside the lobby. i think she was airport staff and i felt really embarrassed for her. that is, after it stopped being funny.
speaking of funny, chami was cracking a joke before she left. she said "bakit pokpok si ms simbahan?" and then she forgot the punchline so she said "kasi mukha s'yang... um... mukha s'yang..." then kris said "paa." ok, so it's not as funny now, but if you were there, you'd have been rolling on the floor like the rest of us.
wait, i still have to do that report on marcos. or maybe i'll just do it tomorrow. ms corpuz didn't exactly say it was due today, ergo it's her own fault.
sige ingat.ΓΌ
posted by stani at 5:46 AM
saturday i went to the malate poetry workshop instead of the dlsu-admu game. a double blessing, it turns out: i got to bash other people's works [ah, sweet revenge!] and i didn't waste a hundred bucks on a losing game.
that night, we had chami's quasi-despidida at gerry's grill in town, but the after party at kris' is what really rocked. going back to chami, she's going to nyu on a scholarship [indeed, life is unfair] so we'll all miss her incredibly, especially her greener side. i got home 4am and by that time i was pretty much out of it, ranting about moonwalking and jumping houses. at least my parents understood why i was late, even if their sudden understanding was very suspicious.
yesterday, i went to see chami off at the airport and she gave me a kickass parting gift - she loaned me her guitar until she gets back. hallelujah! kince insists that that's called a pabilin but i'm a little skeptical... can anyone clarify?
anyway at the airport, there was this strange woman dancing around inside the lobby. i think she was airport staff and i felt really embarrassed for her. that is, after it stopped being funny.
speaking of funny, chami was cracking a joke before she left. she said "bakit pokpok si ms simbahan?" and then she forgot the punchline so she said "kasi mukha s'yang... um... mukha s'yang..." then kris said "paa." ok, so it's not as funny now, but if you were there, you'd have been rolling on the floor like the rest of us.
wait, i still have to do that report on marcos. or maybe i'll just do it tomorrow. ms corpuz didn't exactly say it was due today, ergo it's her own fault.
sige ingat.ΓΌ
posted by stani at 5:46 AM