...but actually isn't..
I guess I'd remember the events.. but maybe not the year.. or whatever.. does the events in a certain period of time constitute the year itself?
2009.. great for most, lackluster for me.. although there have been a lot of significant events this year.. a lot of celebrities have died this year.. Barack Obama assumed office.. PS3 price cut.. H1N1 outbreak.. and many others that other people consider as significant...
but this is my blog.. ergo, I shall write things about myself.. because other people don't write about me.. and you get your news here.. and I AM GOD
sorry.. I'm high on kitkats and cadburys.. and the fireworks are starting.. and I am listening to Yoko Ono... please understand
anyway... first on my list would be...
Thesis: does a better job of keeping me up than espressos
writing papers isn't really that difficult of a job.. I know a lot of people would rather have their anuses probed than write a thesis.. but I think the only difficult thing in writing a paper is keeping yourself from getting lethargic..
but defending the paper is... something quite difficult for me.. not because I find the questions and the idea of being in front of a panel scary... but because of my short-term memory problem.. so its either give short bursts of answers or I try to give an elaborate one but in the middle of it.. I ask "ma'am, what is the question again?".. seriously.. I'd rather have them write their questions on a piece of paper so I can give them the answers they need without me asking and asking and asking for the question...
and after the thesis comes...
Graduation Day: the day that could be made shorter by sending the diploma via Air21
but yeah.. ceremonies are important.. cause we are civilized people.. and civilized people prepare things like these because we are rational thinkers...
not a fan of mass.. not a fan of formal attires.. not a fan of seeing other people do better than me because I'm too damned lazy...
it should be memorable for me... IT SHOULD.. but it isn't..
but before graduation day.. there is the pseudo-prom called
The Graduation Ball: where I realized that some people look more dignified with their school uniforms
social events aren't really my thing.. and formal stuff as well.. and dates.. fine dining is.. but I like fine dining because I get to contaminate the fine people's air space with my 3rd world-yness..
but yeah.. I had to go cause I paid a fortune for one night.. and I had a date.. but if it were up to me.. I'd rather have Mikee date someone else.. at least in that setting..
well I'd rather not remember the night altogether.. *rolls eyes*
and as a graduation gift.. my sister from Singapore took me to..
Boracay: eastwood on white sand
on a scale of 1 to 10.. I'd give the experience a rating of 6.. the place is pretty much polluted.. it is not a white sand paradise.. walking from one end of the shoreline to the other was a drag.. but hey.. white sand, blue skies and a toy camera with 5 rolls of films.. that's more than enough to keep me happy.. for 4 hours...
don't get me wrong.. the experience was fun.. but everything was overpriced as hell..
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