random thoughts, musings and workings of a totally warped mind. tintin is a colorblind writer who paints,dreams of flying a kite along EDSA, teaches middle & high school writing & literature, and is the future mother of Kulay and Una Rosa Maria.

Monday, September 22, 2003

monday tra-la-la

it's back to work. before i launch into my usual rant about the papers on my desk, i want to post something about my weekend first.

friday night was delicious. need i say more? *wink wink*

i woke up late on saturday morning. i was supposed to go to Discovery Suites and observe the teacher's training SAS conducted that day. well, i woke up late and just texted Marge I couldnt make it that day. told her i'll try sunday.

spent the whole day in bed, the RC in one hand, and anything edible in the other. i had brunch with barry and bryan--mongo and longganiza. eeew. nothing else to eat eh. when tere woke up, she asked one of the girls to buy her food from jollibee.

i slept the whole afternoon. by nine p.m., kulas arrived and we had coffee at intramuros.

we debated over the richness of his experiences and interaction with his barkada. i was insisting that age has nothing to do with the quality of interactions one will make with other people. the experiences may vary though. that, i agree with him.

we drove to roxas boulevard after, and walked along the promenade. daming tao so we went home na lang...

back at my place, napasubo si kulas to drink with my uncles! ehehe...

i think he made it with my tito cezar. they bought have a really admirable devotion to the church so they managed to strike a chord there.

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