such a lazybones
Mood: lazybones Listening to: Tantric and Perfect Circle Watchawearing: Marshmallow Sweater
The sem hasn't even started yet (enrollment is tomorrow) and I'm already procrastinating. You see, my practicum presentation is also tomorrow. I still have to write my final paper and prepare my powerpoint presentation. I have about 3 hours to do all this. Sigh...
At least I have my registration form already and I've printed out a list of my prospective classes. At least the profs I want are challenging enough that it seems like all my fellow seniors are running like scared little girls who've seen their first corpse away from their classes. This is a GOOD thing because I have a crap random number : 372. My friend Peachy is 4 and my other friend John (of the aborted junkfood game noteriety) was 2 last sem and he's 27 now! It's not flipping fair!!! Grrr...
After I present at 3-4pm tomorrow (hopefully by that time my enrollment will be done) I'll catch a bus to San Fernando, La Union for a our PMA Christian Fellowship Family retreat. (Hopefully no cute cadets go -- well, not much risk of that anyway coz there are no cute cadets in church, thank GOD! because I shore don't need the temptation... Well there is this one cute-ish cadet but he's way too young. Again, a good thing because no temptation! Focus, Ror, Focus!!!) Anyway, at least I have a chance to break in my new swimsuit -- a cute red/orange tankini which goes perfect with my orange/red board shorts. I'm modest at the beach. I have to be, been mistaken for a beached whale too many times. And the Riveras won't be there, so I won't have any pachyderms nearby to make me look better in comparison. Haha! I'm such an airhead now.
Anyway, I'm doing something brave this weekend. I'm facing my fear of... children! (Yes, children terrify me. Why? No idea.) Anyway, bought loads of art supplies, so I'll be leading art sessions with 10-12 preteens. Hey, I taught piano to ickle terrors for a year, so I should be able to handle a small gaggle of children. Please keep your fingers crossed that I come out of this alive!!! If all else fails, I plan to lock myself in the bathroom with a good book (I packed two!) and just come out for meals. I've done it before and it's actually quite pleasant given that the bathroom is well ventilated.
Reg tomorrow!!! I'm gonna be a senior na talaga!!! I remember being a Freshman and crossing the Katipunan overpass in front of Jollibee and looking at the id tags of the people I came across (Freshies get green stickers, Sophies red, light blue for Juniors and dark blue for old fogies) and feeling all smug about my relative youth. And now I'll be the old fogey grumbling about stupid freshmen who don't know anything... The fact that I'm not TNTint this year is probably making me bitter. Sigh...
Last week something weird happened in Baguio. I don't want to go into the details but I plan to put the story into MUSHPIT (get it? mush? mosh pit? oh, never mind) , this online comic I plan to do as catharsis, where I basically draw the different "meeting-the-ONE" scenarios I've run in my head. And closet mushie that I am, there are A LOT of scenarios. Anyway, the incident last week was just so... surreal. I don't think at all that he's THE ONE but it still makes a funny MushPit Moment.
So there. I better get started on my stupid paper if I plan to do well on my presentation tomorrow. Sigh...
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