BS Management - Block P3 '09

So, this was one of the things that kept me busy last Saturday.

Beauty and The Geek, but as you can see, we are the Geeks!

BS Management Block P3 2009!

Block Write Up From Cheska (a.k.a. The Writer's Cut hehehe!)

It was a social experiment, you know.

Different stereotypes and diverse personalites, once put together in the confines of college, are bound to conflict. Well, us? We just sort of clicked.

Probably it’s in how we all agreed to hold a prom during Christmas. Or to play dodgeball like we’re still in kindergarten. Or maybe, it’s in settling to have a photoshoot along the streets of Ortigas in suits and gowns. Then again, there’s our decision that ponds are a perfectly good place to have a bubble bath.

We’re probably one of the many you’ve seen in SOM Mall, gossiping away. But when you’re eyes are caught by something bright and tight, it’s most likely a P3 boy in his newly tailored skinny jeans. Beside them, ranting away, are the P3 girls, perfectly comfortable in slippers and shorts even if there’s a Management class 30 minutes away.

So, here’s to the past four years and to the future as bright as one of our boys’ skinny jeans. May our men still fit in them and may our women never forget, that in the midst of the heel-clacking corporate world, there’s still the comfort of the slippers that once got you sent out of class.


Cheers.

*Picture above taken by Bea, edited by Miggz

Three In A Row, That's How They Roll

I know I am dead tired and exhausted, I haven't had the luxury of time to grab enough sleep, at this point in time I'm awake for 18 hours straight, but I feel like straightening my thoughts out once and for all before I can peacefully sleep.

The reason I woke up so early this morning was because of the fact that this day was supposedly my graduation photoshoot day and I had to have my hair fixed. I was kind of chasing time because my mind was not where it should have been. It honestly felt like a day of multi-tasking. Plus it was raining so hard, the thunder was so cranky that I actually felt a bit scared of it.

So I was thinking, what to do, what to do? For one, I have had to blowdry my hair, I looked for the blower, was hasting, plugged it in one socket, and then boom, it wouldn't want to work. So I guess it suggested something, I plugged it in the wrong socket, oh boy was i dumb! Nakasira pa ako ng blower!

The first thought that came to mind, "oh my god! three in a row, three in a row, three in a row. LEAVE ME ALONE. I WOULD NEVER WANT FOR YOU TO VISIT ME TODAY!"

So I went to school, the traffic was so heavy, good thing the cab driver knew another way to get to school. Got to school, chitchatted with some friends, went to class, then right after my first class, i received a message... "Jam, tuloy ba ang grad photoshoot kung suspended ang classes?"

The next thing I knew, my heart was pounding so hard thinking the bad luck of actually having gone all the way to school with all the props and costume only to find out that I'll be heading home an hour after I arrive.

So what can I do? Accept fate as it is.

Went home. Opened Lil Mon to do loads of stuff, tried finding the printer ink because I needed to print important stuff, but its gone! So where was it? Tried looking for it in the trashcan, none. Just had my hands dirty. Called my sister, then she said, "Oh no! Nabenta ko, I thought it was an empty cartridge!"

And my mouth was dropped wide open. True enough, they say when it comes, it does three times in a row. Actually for this day, it wasn't just three, but this is just enough to still keep me sane already, okay? I just don't want to think of anything more!

FYI, I bought that ink for 900 bucks at Octagon!!! (Don't buy there!) Taga, man! 700 lang yun sa PC HUB (Which happened to be out of stock)! Ang swerte naman ng napagbentahan ng cartridge.

DOZE OFF.

You Put A Smile On My Face

Certainly.

Thanks for being part of my day. Now I can sleep. <3

Where Am I?

I don't know what to blog about. I really don't. But I just feel like blogging at this very moment. There are so many things that need to be done, in fact, I feel like time's not even enough. I just feel bloated. Dunno if I just ate too much for dinner? Oh no, this seems non-sense. But how come, I'm hoping that for every word written, I'd feel better?

I guess I want something but not sure if I want it right now. Is it even there to have? I think I hope it's there. Yes, I'd love to know it's there.

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I don't wanna read for PolSci right now, that is what's certain.