lobo lobo lobo-o-o / gagamba gagamba gagamba-a-a
geric convinced me to watch the ccs acoustic night [or whatever it's called] and i suppose it
was worth the 40 bucks i paid, if only to hear sir bart and bigote. but don't even
think of asking me about the other bands. i doubt even an icepick lobotomy will undue the damage they've caused to the auditory centers in my brain.
julian and i somehow scraped our way past the bible quiz elimination round and are now in the finals. that should be good for a laugh, especially since my entire block is going to watch, supposedly to give us 'moral support'. right.
i managed to lose the envelope of works to be critiqued during the workshop this weekend. unless i find it by tomorrow afternoon, i'll be neck-deep in shit come friday morning.
owel, that's college for you.
sige ingat.ΓΌ