lenten misadventures

Monday, March 28, 2005

due to insistent (not to mention imaginary) public demand, im gonna make kwento of the events that happened last week (holy week).

here goes:

HOLY MONDAY (they should name it maundy monday)
-last monday was a normal school day. i came in late for caltri but the quiz was cancelled anyway so it didnt matter much.
-envisci sucked as always.
-went straight home and played FFx-2.
-end of day


HOLY TUESDAY (they should name it tassled tuesday)
-holy tuesday was a tiring. first class was higher surveying. sir mendoza told us that our TOPOGRAPHIC MAP (a topographic map is a scientific chart which illustrates the characteristics of a tract of land by plotting its contours with reference to each elevation's intercept on the imaginary grid lines). He told us that the finished topo map was to be submitted the next day. the topo map required 200+ computations. all computations were to be shown and submitted together with the plotted topographic map. all computations were to be HANDWRITTEN.
-due to the shocking assignment, i was forced to absent myself from the only class i had that day, PE.
-i went to NBS-D (national bookstore-duh?!) to buy some drawing stuff.
-i went to ate's ("ate" refers to the bantay at the PS2 place where we usually play) to acquire a save file for FF-X.
-then i went straight home to work.
-began computing at 11am.
-had a short break to eat and watch a few scenes from a movie
-i finished all computations at 1am. brushed my teeth, washed my face, and then collapsed to sleep.


HOLY WEDNESDAY (they should call it wednesday of woe or wailing wednesday)
-woke up, took a bath, got ready to go to school
-ride to school
-arrived at school a few minutes earlier than usual
-began plotting my topo-map points.
-charles ty had already plotted the contours of his topo map. the two of us were the only students who were able to finish all computations.
-sir godo mendoza arrived to inspect our topo maps.
-plotting continued up to 11am. the class was dismissed on time. charles was the only person to finish.
-sir godo extended the deadline up to march 29, 2005 (tuesday after holy week). bummer.
-went home tired. rem borrowed some games. i waited for ernest to arrive
-ernest and i hung out at the mall. didnt catch a movie. had coffee. played billiards till 7:30pm.
-ern went home shortly after dinner. it was nice to have had the chance to talk again after a while. sana lang kasama namin sina ed at jae.
-FFx-2
-sleep.


MAUNDY THURSDAY (troubled thursday sounds better)
-cant recall anything important
-spent almost the entire day playing FFx-2
-slept at 4am.


GOOD FRIDAY (faithful friday)
-FFx-2 early in the morning
-fixed myself an ice-cold irish cream coffee (habang wala pang alas-tres)
-playing
-its 3pm already. stopped playing for a while to think.
-stopped playing.
-biyernes santo finally sinked in.
-slept a few hours later.


HOLY SATURDAY (sad saturday)
-went to tanay to waste my time.
-wasted my time in tanay
-i saw my mountain once again. "my mountain" is a literal phrase. i own a mountain.
-went to church to attend easter mass
-played FFx-2 till the wee hours of midnight
-sleep


EASTER SUNDAY
-enjoyed a hefty breakfast at marikina hotel.
-went home
-ps2
-jam
-ps2
-jam
-movie
-dinner
-jam
-sleep

finally. its 1pm. time to go check on my lisensya.

how was YOUR holy week?

-out

-eLiv


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