Sunset Entry # 2

I have this tendency to embarrass myself when I'm bagong-gising, especially right after afternoon naps I take in my apartment to take advantage of breaks between classes. In the middle of hell month last sem, for example, I woke up at two in the afternoon, hurriedly took a shower, slipped into some presentable clothes, and ran to school so I wouldn't be that late for my two-thirty class. Despite being ten minutes late for class, it was a wise decision on my part to attempt to slip discreetly into class instead of rushing in; just before actually entering the classroom I was surprised to see my Philosophy teacher Mr. Pasco in front, instead of my Economics teacher Mr. Tamangan. It took me a full five seconds to register that my Economics class was actually supposed to be at one-thirty - that is, one hour earlier. I shrugged my shoulders, walked home, and ate at Jollibee along the way.

But today I outdid myself. I ran to school after an hour's nap and was actually on time for my ten-thirty class (okay, five minutes late, then - that's good enough for me). I rushed into the classroom and while scrambling to get to my seat, I noticed that the teacher in front was Sir Darwin Yu and that the people in the classroom were all M.E. sophomores. It again took me five seconds to realize that I was supposed to be in the classroom adjacent to this one. So I said "Ah! Mali... Sawry!" sheepishly while slowly backing out of the classroom amidst their laughter. That was funny. Haha.

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Seen on the rear end of a jeepney this afternoon: Don't trust a man who does'nt [sic] drink.

True, true. Kulang sa init ang dugo.

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This afternoon in Theology class, I volunteered to be the representative of my group to pick a number out of the box - you know, to determine the presentation order of the groups who were set to report. Seems that I'm pretty lucky today - my group's the very last one to report.

Buti na lang. Bukas pala zipper ko the whole time. Hehe.

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I'm currently addicted to Up Dharma Down, and I really don't know why. There seems to be something really honest about their music that I can't really place, like how deconstructed pants and black coffee are honest to their substance, to their being.

Deconstructed rock. I like.