Putek! It's 5 am and I'm still on the 106th page of my portfolio management text, a thousand pages more, 13 hours to go, one exam.
Guess what? Classes suspended (Huh?!). Something to do with this state of emergency (isteyt of huuuwwwaaatttt?)
One more time: putek! Had I known this A WEEK EARLIER I would have spent my moping weekend somewhere, anywhere but Makati.
Damn, things I could have done over this weekend than wasted it studying (or pretending to, point is I didn't do stuff I'd wanted to in the name of delaying gratification):
1. Drive up Tagaytay and search the world's best bulalo offering (what they have at the View-point-whatever restaurant IS definitely NOT bulalo).
2. Final Destination 3 (why the hell they don't have it at GB3 escapes me).
3. BED (Duh?! I was in the vicinity, with friends, racked with guilt that I should be partying barely a week after my "heart break" episode, so I called it off and went to Dencio's for crispy pata instead. Sorry guys. It's been a week of awful choices for me, and lots of stroke-inducing food.)
4. Yoga yoga yoga. (Told myself I could always attend the class on Monday right after the exam. Damn! I wanted to do bounded lotus na. My plough just keeps getting better and better. Mind you, our yoga classes are called "beginners'". Hah! )
5. Shop therapy. Wanted new shirts, gym shorts, damn even underwear. Felt guilty splurging right before exams. Planned on doing it right after; see what delaying gratification could do to you?
6. Memoirs of a Geisha with Cats. Buti na lang I saw it na. The bad thing about having different sets of friends whose paths seemingly do not and will never intersect (if I can help it) is that, if they all wanted to see the same movie, I had no choice but to see it as many times over (don't make me go into another list of things I do to fake it, you know, as if I'm seeing the movie for the first time? another blog, perhaps?)
7. Update my "new" phone. Pathetic, fell in love with these Sony Ericsson things that I had to buy exactly the same unit as the one stolen from me at the gym locker. Now, how the hell could something be stolen from a secured locker, huh, Fitness First? You ought to change your name to Fitness whatever-you-got-in-there-leave-it-in-your-car First.
8. Write tons of blogs for the Love series (see previous blogs). What can you do, I don't want to let go. I want to mourn. Naks. Sweet and sarcastic. Konti na lang ulam na.
9. Telebabad. You know who you are. One day I'll know your story. Sorry for the SMS at 5am. Just couldn't believe I'm reading a "classes suspended in all levels" email announcement.
10. Midnight Starbucks. Since when did the name of a coffee shop become a verb? Tell me. I want Greenbelt 3 .
Now back to page 107. "What is a market?"
Pucha, felt cheated; I could have had a good night's sleep or coffee with a stranger. Next time I'll choose the stranger over a (text) book.
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