third day
MY THIRD, LONGEST DAY OF MY WHOLE EXISTENCE
toink lang.
if you're gonna look at me for the record, i look so harrased, considering that i was halfway through what i expected from college -- long breaks = la cuacha.
doiiiiiii.
as far as i'm concerned, i literally "died" due to some sort of sprinting to this and that, and climbing up the MRT and LRT stairs. aaahh. that is something i consider DEATH.
[may naririnig akong sumisigaw ng COOOOOOOOOL!. cool ka dyan.]
PE was crazy. i didn't expect the prof to be older than any other PE teacher. she looks tired and sullen, plus old maid traits. errr. and she looks older than my mom, coz my mom could pass up to 40 years old. dibaaaaa?!
[kasabay niyan ma, ALLOWANCE HIKE for pete's sake!]
ARTAPRE was ok enough, since we are required, as in REQUIRED to watch shrek 2! oooh i'm so dying to watch that movie, especially if there's mike myers doing some dubbing. oooooooh.
but before that BAMBOO had a concert at the amphi. what can you expect from, me, a major party pooper, i'm in the library burning my guts out looking for that freaking aerobics book with cheska, which is nowhere to be found. then thirty minutes before ARTAPRE we went to the yuchengco, near the shaded part and listened to BAMBOO. killjoy that i was, i had my huge knapsack propped on the steps of yuchengco, lied on it and [tadaaaaaaaa!] slept. under the sun. while loud, screaming sounds made by the lead (is his name really bamboo or is it just the group's name?) kept blaring at the huge speakers. i was able to take a cat nap, though. thank you.
then it was ARTAPRE.
my brain was half-sleeping during the whole class, that's why i wasn't able to take down notes well, and answer the prof's questions (it was gian who took my answer grrr hehe joke). all i wanted that very moment is to bite my tongue and sleep.
ORIENT1 is soooooo boring. what made me awake during that time was the asaran with the boys especially when i made inggit monmon with the mentos, and the small head-big body that the prof made. i don't even know the name of the prof. grrr.
very tired today.
my balikbayan tito, uncle joe was here for lunch this afternoon. sayang i wasn't able to see him and demand a bigger gift aside from a foreign magazine. i mean, hellooo. ang dami kayang ganun sa greenhills. he always brings my dad some orig dvd's (this time he bought my dad some unknown titles; he could've bought me a pair of pants or a pair of sneakers) then this time there's more, and more! huge SAUSAGES.
eww.
that's probably it for tonight.
posted by coycee @ 8:42 PM
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