Tiring and stressful.
I was not comforted by my Philo prof when he said that he will do his best to help us understand those dead philosophers and eventually enjoy them. Because at the back of my mind, I know (or should I say read somewhere) that he is not like that. Doubts.
My Spanish prof is muy muy bien in speaking the language. When I was still processing her first sentence, she was already 2 sentences ahead. Poor me. But I believe (more like want to) that I will be able to speak in Spanish by the end of the semester.
For some unbelievably weird reason, I am excited for my EU Law class. The prof has a soft voice and pauses for a long time and his details can be such a drag to listen to, but I still want to learn.
Recweek. I went from blah->chill lang->pressured->frustrated->stressed->annoyed. But all is well now. (I want to believe it is.) And I'm really excited for my shift. LOL.
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From philo class
"Admiting of one's ignorance is true knowledge". From a greek philosopher whose name I wasn't able to write on my notebook...
He knows me. Well by my face pa lang. Happiness!:D
I will do my best to be friendlier and less snobbish to guys.:P Magpapaka-demure and girl na ako. And I will accept their "gifts", kahit melted chocolate pa yun :)
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Irap Eyes
Strikes again! Hahaha!
It's not me. It's the eyes. It has it's own life.
One guy told me, "Eh umirap ka kasi, natakot tuloy ako." LOL.
Bad eyes! Bad eyes!
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School starts tomorrow. I'm both "excited" and too lazy to go. Boo!
It's not me. It's the eyes. It has it's own life.
One guy told me, "Eh umirap ka kasi, natakot tuloy ako." LOL.
Bad eyes! Bad eyes!
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School starts tomorrow. I'm both "excited" and too lazy to go. Boo!
Monday, June 8, 2009
Last Weekend
Friday Morning.
Dad accompanied me to Health First Clinic where I was to get my Cervical Cancer shot. "Prevention is better than cure!" As people say. So thank you mom for paying a great deal of money for such shot.
Before we entered the clinic, 2 male nurses had to check our temperature and ask questions about our condition for the past week.
"Do you have cough or colds?"
No.
"Did you went out of the country the past weeks?"
No.
"Did you visit the province the past weeks?"
No.
"Did you go to La Salle?"
Ah. My daughter goes to Ateneo. (My dad said with a big smirk on his face. Thank you, dad.)
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Saturday Early Evening.
The emcee, who had a horrible time pronouncing some of the names and words during the reception of my tita's wedding, announced that it was time for the bride to "toss" her bouquet. But since the bouquet weighed about 2 lbs (ok, I'm exaggerating, but it was quite heavy), my tita said she'll just pick a name from her box of names of single ladies. And unfortunately (yes, unfortunately) my name was called. Thank you tita and tito! Loved the bouquet.
Then after that, the bridal garter/cord part, where a guy was called (his name was picked out from a box too). Another unfortunate event. The guy was not good looking. (sorry pare) And I could see from my family's table that my dad was not excited about what was happening and my mom was all smiles.
So I sat on a chair, while the dude put the garter on my leg. I tapped his hand when he reached just a little above my knee.
Then I went to our table. Mom was laughing when I was yanking the garter off my leg. She said that both her and dad were betting on how long that part of putting the garter would last. Dad said I wouldn't let the guy put it on me. Mom said that I would be mataray to the dude that he would be too intimidated to go further as to putting the garter. Thanks ma and dad!
The next time I am part of the bridal toss, I'll make sure that there are cute guys there. ahahahaha!:D
Dad accompanied me to Health First Clinic where I was to get my Cervical Cancer shot. "Prevention is better than cure!" As people say. So thank you mom for paying a great deal of money for such shot.
Before we entered the clinic, 2 male nurses had to check our temperature and ask questions about our condition for the past week.
"Do you have cough or colds?"
No.
"Did you went out of the country the past weeks?"
No.
"Did you visit the province the past weeks?"
No.
"Did you go to La Salle?"
Ah. My daughter goes to Ateneo. (My dad said with a big smirk on his face. Thank you, dad.)
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Saturday Early Evening.
The emcee, who had a horrible time pronouncing some of the names and words during the reception of my tita's wedding, announced that it was time for the bride to "toss" her bouquet. But since the bouquet weighed about 2 lbs (ok, I'm exaggerating, but it was quite heavy), my tita said she'll just pick a name from her box of names of single ladies. And unfortunately (yes, unfortunately) my name was called. Thank you tita and tito! Loved the bouquet.
Then after that, the bridal garter/cord part, where a guy was called (his name was picked out from a box too). Another unfortunate event. The guy was not good looking. (sorry pare) And I could see from my family's table that my dad was not excited about what was happening and my mom was all smiles.
So I sat on a chair, while the dude put the garter on my leg. I tapped his hand when he reached just a little above my knee.
Then I went to our table. Mom was laughing when I was yanking the garter off my leg. She said that both her and dad were betting on how long that part of putting the garter would last. Dad said I wouldn't let the guy put it on me. Mom said that I would be mataray to the dude that he would be too intimidated to go further as to putting the garter. Thanks ma and dad!
The next time I am part of the bridal toss, I'll make sure that there are cute guys there. ahahahaha!:D
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Annoy-ing.
A girl said, "I can't imagine my life being single."
And how old is that girl? Around 17-18.
So what do you call yourself before you met your boyfriend? "A girl?" "Non-existent?" "Blah?"
And how old is that girl? Around 17-18.
So what do you call yourself before you met your boyfriend? "A girl?" "Non-existent?" "Blah?"
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