I know, I know.. I should not be so judgmental, and I should always see the best in people. I know I should. And I do, for a GREAT majority of the time, but there are times when I really wonder what sort of idiots I get as classmates. It's so bad, it's ridiculous.
Take for instance my classmate in three major classes, Mr. Beard*. He barely comes to classes, and when he does, he just sits at the back talking and talking and talking. More than a few times this term was he called out by the professor and reprimanded verbally, but I suppose nothing gets past his 3-inch skull. During American Government class, our professor, Bro. Gregory Wright, FSC, PhD (yes, he has a lot more letters after those), explained what an 'adversarial media' was. He calls Mr. Beard five minutes later to repeat what he said.
He stared at Bro. Greg like he was just born.
Come on! Seriously?? How do you idiots survive our major subjects?? I am astonished to see you people get 1.0s! (1.0 is the barely made it grade)
I don't mind that these guys are idiots, or are too damn lazy for their own good. What I am bothered about is that the professors take so much time to explain again the simplest crap over and over again, just so these monkeys can pretend they understood the lesson. They don't even come for quizzes. And the coming in and out of class is very distracting. I think bathroom breaks should be limited to one per three hours when it comes to these people. How much urine can a human body produce in an hour?? Jeez!
Okay. That felt good going out.
And to you people in another class: Being nice to a professor does not mean I am sucking up to them. I do not NEED to suck up to anyone to get the grades I get. It simply means I can be actually civil to my professors. There are no laws stipulating otherwise, so until then, STFU in class, GTFO of my life, MYOB always, and GFY. :) Remember, I said these while smiling.
Where can one get two books for $5? (Or P200/RM13) And not just any book. These two books have been on my list for a while now, and who cares if they are a little battered, when the pages are still fine. :)
Michael Crichton's Prey Michael Crichton's Sphere Got them at the 168 Shopping Mall (where they sell RIDICULOUSLY cheap items). Both books for 200 pesos, or a little under $5. :D Jason is very happy.
P.S. I finished Sphere in slightly more than 6 hours. Wow. LOL.
Hi readers, I apologize for having disappeared for a week. Paper work has really been getting at me.
Anyway, I have a story to tell. This was during Danz Dish 4, right after our performance. We were sent to the eight floor of Yuchengco Auditorium, where the view was wanting, and some of us stayed there and watched a bit of the concert before going down. At the seventh floor, where the main auditorium is located, I met up with the rest of Skittlez, and we decided to go inside using our guest passes to say hi to some of us who weren't able to dance. We went in, and looked for the others. Then IT happened.
A young man (I do not know if he will take that as a compliment, because he's gay) went around asking each of us in the most arrogant voice, "Are you in Skittlez? Because you are not allowed here in seventh floor. Please leave." Okaaaaay. We said we were performers, but apparently, since "we were Skittlez" we had to leave the seventh floor auditorium.
We gather outside (there's a lobby of sorts right outside the auditorium door) and discuss what had just happened. We all agreed on one thing: he was unnecessarily rude and arrogant. He managed to piss off not only the hottest tempered Skittle, but every single one of us! Then he made it worse.
He comes out, hands behind his back with that silly sing-song tone of a guy who has an ego larger than the Levy-Shoemaker asteroid, and asked us, "Is there a problem here?" Damn right, dude.
He confronts us, and a heated exchange between him and Ann ensued. Our point was very simple; he did NOT have to treat us like that. Why were all the other ushers so polite to us? We already performed for free, for Pete's sake. What really burst my patience bubble was when he asked if he was being 'bitchy' (in Tagalog he used the word mataray, and I don't know how to accurately translate that). It was bad because he asked it in the most arrogant way I have ever heard.
So I point a finger at him, and told him that it's about time he shut his mouth.
At this point, the whole crew was already seething. Even Decky, our daddy and usually the most composed, asked him to apologize already. Well, he sort of did, but even a blind rat could see the insincerity.
So Mr. Mack, of the La Salle Student Artist Managers, it is solely because of you that Skittlez Crew have turned down all and any request of dance performances for De La Salle University, including, unfortunately, the sponsored event this Friday. I hope you sleep well at night. Have a good time at work when you graduate.
I wish you all the best, and may you graduate this year with flying colors. Thanks for the patience and understanding whenever I get so stressed with our choreography and practices! Haha.. Our fight last year was memorable in that it made the crew so much stronger.
Happy 19th birthday to my Skittle sister, and our prayer leader in Skittlez!
It has been a pleasure and an honor to have you in our crew, and I am looking to many more shows and performances with you, and your sister Cyrene. God bless, and keep on getting the great grades you always seem to have. :)