Finally.

After some weeks (and it somehow seemed like an eternity to me), I finally had the time (and the drive) to surf the net, check my friendster account, and blog. So much with my poorness (haven't got enough money to buy an internet card...blame it on the continuous "pangho-hold-up ng treasurer namin para sa classfund", paying for my "paluwagan"dues and uncontrollabe hunger and craving for tasty yet not-so-affordable foods.)

I thought I'd be an ideal accounting student for the rest of the semester. This first weeks I've been so dedicated to my studies (I'll never let a day go by without reading or answering problems on my auditing problems book or read my Law on Negotiable Students book...). I thought, and I was wrong. And now my innate "Ningas-Kogon" attitudes' slowly waking up. Nyaha. So un-funny, and I don't like it. If I'd continue to be this lazy then later this semester I'd find myself wailing with a 5.


Oh, I remember, I haven't told you anything about my "First Day at School" this semester yet, right? Here's the rundown...

Law - Yes, she is my prof...Atty. Ino*****. What a challenge. And because of my fear of her and fear of being ridiculed in front of everyone, I've already read (and somehow, memorized some parts) the whole chapter 1 of the book (Sections 1 - 23). She's kind and funny though, very much like my former tax professor. She jokes around as isn't really fond of scolding students who can't answer her questions (hopefully, at all times). And I can't forget the look in her eyes when she imitated my other prof, Prof. Fud****..."OH MY GOD, NAG-LEAKAGE SILA! NAG-LEAKAGE SILA!" Funny woman. And I love the way she told stories, especially the ones about Imelda Marcos and the Imediffics (I hope the spelling's correct). "Promise..." (with matching taas pa ng right hand as if nanunumpa) is her tagline.

Comp 5 - It's her again. I can't believe it. And I wouldn't say more anymore. Haha.

B. A. - He's kind and very accomodating...and I like him. And his way of conducting "voluntary graded recitations" reminded me of my high school teacher Ma'am Marilene (Macaraig)...and now I wanted to recite more. Teehee.

Marriage & Family - Erm. The prof's fond of asking his students questions like "Do you have a boyfriend or not?", or "Are you still a virgin?", yaddah, yaddah, yaddah. And I somehow hate his mantra. He's getting too personal, I think.

Advanced Accounting - Ma'am Sexy. She's very good pero nabibilisan ako sa pagtuturo niya. Hai, bahala na. I can do it. And need I say more in getting a score of "55" for the first quiz?! Bummer. And I really find her nice...really, and not just because she called me "sexy" or "future accountant". And I like it when she makes witty remarks like that!

Managerial Accounting - Ma'am Moreno! At last, she's my prof again!

Ethics - Sir Cab****. No more comments. I might get shot by a freakin' gun.

Auditing Problems - Si Prof. Idol 2. Haha. Basta siya si Idol 2 at yung palagi niyang kasamang prof eh si Idol 1. Pareho silang henyo sa accounting at pareho ko silang gustong gayahin. I really love the subject (really, or just the topic???). And I felt proud of myself when I totally understood everything about my "previous gray area" in CASH. HeyHey. Maybe I'm born to be a Petty Cash Custodian. Hehe. Hopefully I'm born to do something more than that, maybe to be a good auditor, and good CPA...haha...wish me luck. And I love volunteering to answer the problems (only if I managed to answer the problem...)


My dad recently went into a Photo Studio to have our pics printed. Then when he came back, a so un-intelligent creature gave him the worst remark I've ever heard in my whole life...

That crappy creature: Ay Sir, may kamukha pong artista yang 'ale' dyan sa picture...(referring to my mom)
My dad: Sino?
That crappy creature: Si Elizabeth Ramsey! *chuckles*

He told this story over dinner and I was soooo angry. SOBRA. I mean, if you don't find a person beautiful, why even bother tell it to someone who KNOWS that person? Isn't that friggin' stupid? What a mongrel. And if it was me and not my dad who heard that nasty comment, maybe I've given that fat ass what she deserved. And I was like...

"Bakit, maganda ka ba???"

So much for this nonsense crap. I might have a heart attack.

Labels: Me-Myself-and-I, Scholastic Raves