Do I Ever Win against Sir B?

*Sir B and I were text messaging about how his performance was during the G.A.

Sir B: What was nice about it?

Me: Why does it matter?

Sir B: Questions are supposed to be answered by answers; not another question.

Me: E kayo rin naman po sakin eh..

Sir B: that's because we are on different levels, gods and mortals

*later on...

Me: Do I ever get my turn to ask the questions?

Sir B. Yes.. And that was your turn.

Me: .....

Dear God,

Thank you for providing me enough time to practice for my very first violin recital. Please give me enough confidence, enough that I will not make any impulsive movements. Please store everything in my long term memory because my short term memory is a major fail. Please help me play the pieces correctly, and if ever i will get lost in the middle, help me recover my position discreetly. I ask this to save the embarrassment from my other two players, and to spare my life from the death they'll bestow on me if i mess up. Please bless them both too by the way. Lastly, lease help us enjoy this opportunity and may we all receive your blessings as we perform our best.

St. Thomas, pray for us.

Amen.

Anger impulses

I was having a chat with one of my friends this evening. I was trying to send him some files to copy in a CD for me but my sending progress keeps failing. It has been taking us hours so I got so frustrated (plus, no sleep for the past few weeks)

DH: you can do it!!! =D

ME: graaaah! I'm gonna kill the first thing I see that moves!

*Peanut passed my chair with a kangkong in his mouth, paused to stare at me, then hopped away...


ME: (Nevermind...)

PCI

I replaced the LAN card of our computer today. 

I owe it all to JC and

 
MISS SNAIL.

If it wasnt for MS. SNAIL's annoying-ness/unrelatedness/know-it-all-ness class, I would not know any parts of the hard drive. So yeah. Thanks alot! 

I feel so techie right now. 

Look up

This is one of the few people I really look up to. 

I pay great respect for this person primarily because he's one of the wisest person I have encountered in life.

He's the living proof that you can never judge a person by how he looks. 

Everytime I listen to his lectures, I find myself jaw dropped in awe, or that my forehead is creased. 

I really DO THINK in his classes, but I never felt intelligent in his classes. My thinking face is funny, I more look like I'm filled with annoyance, so one day, he approached me and asked: 

"Why are you always angry at me?" From that day one, he called me Summer. Joee Summer.

P.S. 

No, he hasn't died yet. This is not even a tribute.