the fourth annual malate writers' workshop

i couldn't retrieve my workshop kit but there were a lot of extra copies in the office so i just swiped one of each [with permission of course... although in that case swipe, which denotes an image of thievery, would therefore be an inappropriate verb for this particular situation]. the workshop was a blast, both in the negative and positive sense. sir bart is right in that losing is a myth - you either win or learn. appending to that, more often, learning is the greater victory [and you can bet that the workshop was quite the learning experience].

i was planning to write a lengthy post narrating all the exciting events that took place during the workshop [such as the gumagalang hubad, or popistas and popal visits, or "damn it, woman, i'm playing!"] but on second thought, some jokes are best kept private. hmm... i seem to have left my habitat sweater at the pabellon colorado. 'tang inang cresta monte 'yan.

sige ingat.ü 
posted by stani at 7:09 AM