doormat days are back again

being smart is truly a matter of opinion. take for example this student who graduated magna cum laude. she participated in a lot of demanding extracurricular activities, served in the student government, finished a couple of minors (and almost got a third one, before the lightbulb turned on), and learned how to properly put on make-up (which includes that dastardly invention- the eyelash curler), while slaving away on her major. she has gone to different countries on her own and learned how to properly manage a budget. she can speak 4 languages and knows how to handle drunk morons (or moronic drunks- take your pick), poopy toddlers and irate principals.

what's the egghead up to now?

relegated to doing her sister's reflection paper because the poor thing needs to study for her philo and phil history exams. (no! i-- err... she does not want to discuss the nuances between the tydings-mcduffie act and the hare-hawes-cutting act!)

she seriously needs to get a clue.

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in other news:

1. ate dinner at saisaki last wednesday to celebrate the birthdays of the october boys: olli, say, abz (sept), p, cheng, and arun. ate a lot thanks to paul. went to cheng's house for after-dinner drinks and socializing (polite speak for getting wasted and talking about anything and everything). of course, i just had a glass of red wine, a shot of tequila, a couple of cans of beer, a bottle of sake, and a pack of cigs. heh.

2. stayed at corregidor for the weekend for work/play, where i could have sworn i had a paranormal experience. no, it was not during the warbling in front of the videoke... although the smoke made that part hazy. nor was it during the blackout when i screamed like a girl. all i can say is, no amount of free food will coax me into staying there for another night.