Wake me up when September comes

Oh, wait, September is here…. time flies! Gotta roll off my bed…SPLAT. Rats. September came with a pile of deadlines… Now I understand why I’m supposed to take grad school fulltime.

• 1 demoteaching
• 3 reports
• 6 papers
• 12 more early am classes
• 20+ more readings
• etc etc etc

 

Despite the hecticness, remembering these August happenings can make me smile and take away the stress:

• Little monster aka my 3-month old niece talking cooing to her mobile stuffed elephant and rabbit, to thin air, to the grandparents, to the door, to the singing Gloworm, and very rarely to me when she demands to be carried. Vowels only. 

 

• Whenever I hear I’m yours by Jason Miraz.

 

• May pulis sa ilalim ng tulay… on our way to Antipolo, we had to change jeeps at Cogeo (COG-yo yan ha, hindi Co-GE-yo). When we alighted from the cubao fx, the heavens opened up and we had to scamper for cover. Five second after we reached the shelter of a footbridge, a a policeman with a footlong armallite approached us. And proceeded to chat up (flirt) with one of my companions. Bwahahaha!!!

 

• The mice and Hark the herald of Cinderella… mababaw ang sense of humor ko e.

 

• A Ministop moment last Saturday when I was surrounded by tall, strapping, handsome young men appearing out of thin air. This is funny because just a few minutes before, I was wondering, “Lord, where have all the good(looking) men gone?”

 

• the aroma of brewed coffee filling up my pad again.

 

• During my first D3 meeting, Ate Charm’s rendition of the theme of the pink panther as we imagined Nicodemus creeping through the bushes for a clandestine meeting with Jesus.

 

• Seeing my professor’s sundo (her husband) after class, every Tuesday and Thursday afternoons. She said that they met in school; he was her college professor, hehehe. Kiligin ba? And nothing is as sweet as seeing a middle aged married couple still holding hands. =)