Literested...

my all time favorite subject.. English. wherever school I am at, it's like my thing. I'm a speaker, you know I'm actually good at spontaneous public speaking. But I can't say the same when it comes to writing. >_<

Today we had this assignment.. we were asked to bring 20 assorted pics (with ourselves included in 'em of course) and write this paper: our life ladder. basically an outline of the stuff we've been through since we were born. literally, so we all had trouble trying to remember what we were up to when we were like what 2,3 years old and onwards. Then we placed it all in an envelope along with our contact details. We were asked to form a circle, then counter clock wise we passed our envelopes along. When the counting stopped, the owner of the envelope that lands in our hands would be the subject of our next paper. So basically, using the stuff inside (life ladder, pics) we're gonna write a biography of that particular classmate. Personally I find the activity awesome. But on second thought, it'll be tough. I'm acquainted with the one I got but on a personal level I dunno the person one bit. Then again, I guess that's the whole point. To get to know that person. good thing the one who got mine is a girl, it'll be weird if another dude started staring on my pics and stalk me on the net. lol. So anyway using the vague details I better start conceptualizing how to do this thing.. 15 pages!

Oh and yeah, it's our sports fest this week. I didn't want to make a fool out of myself so I didn't try-out for any sport. >_< I'm not really knowledgeable nor experienced when it comes to sports, that's why I just play for fun.

Fail Sunday...

well let's see,, for three consecutive days basically the weekend, gigs are all fail. friday, I was suppose to meet my pals for a party in commonwealth = fail. saturday, I had swim class in the morning. awesome. took time to drip and stretch. afternoon had a tour guiding seminar. was suppose to meet my pals for a drink = fail. well sorta. only one came through which is well okay, had pizza and beer. came sunday morning, bit hungover on coffee. burned some movies I downloaded then watched with the family.. went to this lot we own at burol,taytay to check it out and had a family picnic. I was hopping to jog with pals = but fail. as usual no reply from the kids. well I guess being optimistic has its limits. all of this gig-advocacy thing I had going on is giving me a headache. >_<

what a stressful weekend.

love DRUNK!

literally. saturday night as usual, is party night with pals. I went out to the local bar and met up with my pals from campus. everything is going smooth, ambience, beer, cool music.. all is well until this girl I like, as in really-like brought her new "guy". So ofcourse I played it cool but inside I was basically messed up. All I was sure of that night, I wanna binge drink. Next thing I new, I was high* and already drunk texting people. Which was a first time for me, I guess I vented out even though I didnt realize what I was doing. As every night should end, I walked home drunk...

Next thing I realized, I was in my room talking to a friend on the phone. funny, I dont even remember talking or calling anyone. Then darkness..

I woke up a couple of hours later hungover, which is just right because I have to go to school for nstp(on a sunday who does that?) so I mustered all my strength and took in all hungover remedies known to man. >_< Realizing what I have been texting to people last night, a sudden rush of shame engulfed me. I hoped no one remember anything too.

I spent the rest of the day at marikina, I sprinted at the park, hangout at starbucks & just enjoyed the cool weather hoping I wont run into anyone I knew and.. maybe to forget what I felt.