Life Lessons
At long last, I can say that I applied something I learned in high school.
There I was, studying for my Theo131 midterms, when Cacao came out of the bedroom to ask me if I knew how to change a flat tire. Of course I did - flash back to Automotive T.H.E. classes: cleaning spark plugs, jumpstarting dead batteries, and changing flats. So we trekked down to Burgundy Plaza's basement parking to Kia's car at 1:30 AM; it took us a little more than 30 minutes to change the front left tire.
What a workout. Three cheers for Sir Rey Miranda - for soldering scars, greasy fingers, and sweat-drenched undershirts.
There I was, studying for my Theo131 midterms, when Cacao came out of the bedroom to ask me if I knew how to change a flat tire. Of course I did - flash back to Automotive T.H.E. classes: cleaning spark plugs, jumpstarting dead batteries, and changing flats. So we trekked down to Burgundy Plaza's basement parking to Kia's car at 1:30 AM; it took us a little more than 30 minutes to change the front left tire.
What a workout. Three cheers for Sir Rey Miranda - for soldering scars, greasy fingers, and sweat-drenched undershirts.
posted by Jonathan at 1:54 AM
3 Comments:
comment ha? how about this -
that was sir agpaoa, not sir miranda -_-;
muhahahaha!
true true! twas sir agpaoa! haha. fond memories indeed. i still remember the time josh got a flat near my house.. he was trying to change it and it took quite awhile! he got a wound pa. haha.. wawa.
oo nga no. my bad.
high school (aside from the forever-memorable moments like "... i just feel like being quiet" or the der fuehrer incidents) just seems like a blur now.
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