Weirdness.

Know the feeling of waking up from a series of really weird dreams but not remembering a single thing?

Yeah, that's how it is.

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Yesterday early afternoon I was at DLSU, sitting in a video production class, grading a student video project about Ang I.n.K. It was pretty neat work, except the video's objectives (orientational) did not really complement its original intention (motivational). So the panel was kind of harsh on the kids. But creativity-wise, they were in the clear. Sayang. Still, our org can use the vid for next month's Orientation Seminar. Kewl.

I got a box of Cello Doughnuts and Dips from the students for my trouble, which really isn't any trouble at all except for the travel from Malaysia Marikina.

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I met up with Indi right after my grading stint. (Namiss kita, lola!)

And then I went on an unintentional side trip to Binondo and Divisoria. Unintentional, because the jeep I boarded turned around way before its terminal stop because roads leading to Divi have been rendered unpassable by street vendors and the Helms' Deep Christmas shopping crowd. I wouldn't have minded the trip to Divi if I knew where I was exactly. Heh heh. I walked my way through the almost-impossible crowd, trying my best not to look lost or desparate. But it was fun anyway, and I was able to buy a pair of dirt cheap Chinese-made Turkish sandals (ano raw? hehe) at 168.

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I finally submitted the first half of the illustrations I was doing for a St. Scho Mass Comm thesis group. What. A. Relief. But I still have 8 pages to go. No rest for the wicked.