Boredom kills. Thank God for internet at Berchmans. I swear, I don’t know how my sister excelled so much with her 5 year MBA in Economics. Everytime I get in this classroom, my eyes/brain automatically shut down. Maybe its because I have to get up at 5AM every Tuesday and Thursday. Economics takes the toll, this being my last class and all. But then again, maybe its not me at all. *cough* boring teacher *cough*

Actually, I took this picture during Filipino class, because we all had to watch some Ifugao movie that I didn’t understand at all. I really wish I was proficient in Filipino. It’s such a poetic language. Unfortunately (or not) I was born and raised in lovely Cebu and  therefore learned the rugis Cebuano language instead. Cebu-filipino sucks, so don’t ask me if they taught it at school or not. Cebuano is a beautiful language too, I think. Saying things in Cebuano makes the statement so much stronger/funnier/crazier. I realized this when I moved to Manila for college, and saw the completely different kind of humor people have here. It’s not that funny (of course, love your own), but it’s still worth a few cheers. What I hate the most though is when people from Manila make fun of Cebuano, by saying we pronounce english words with a terrible accent. HELLO, please listen to yourselves! English isn’t supposed to sound like a song either! Okay sorry, enough hate for the day.  Redemption: I love Manila, please don’t hate me. :}

My teacher is still talking to herself. It’s been 53 minutes. TIME MOVE FASTER, PLEASE.

P.S.

found a really nasty search engine term again. really really gross. THIS BETTER NOT BE YOU, GIAN!

*edit: okay, I found out that it really WAS Gian. I’m very relieved and also, very pissed!