Certificate of Appreciation
OH. MY. GOD. Yesterday was fun. Guess who got a little certificate from one of the top MBA/Business schools in the fabulous third world for "invaluable services" rendered? And no, I’m not talking about peddling my infamous blowjobs and
crystal meth/amphetamine adderall pills to MBA students to help them with their exams.
Ateneo de Manila University Graduate School of Business! Woohoo! This is wayyyyyy better than my diploma from Debbie’s Korrespondence with Klass Skool of Kosmetology!!!!
Before we continue, I need to do something with my hair. ASAP! I look like a fuckin scruffy emo kid.
A greasy, scruffy emo kid at that.
The last time I had a haircut was back in December of last year.
Well, I got it trimmed here and there but I need a well-defined haircut that’s flattering to my face. I’m soo tempted to go back to my old ways (super short) but I don’t want to waste all these months yaddi yaddi yadda. I think I’m gonna grow it further. Just a wee bit more. I’m not sure if it’s the right decision though considering it’s 37 fucking degrees celsius in this shithole but whatevs. Hello summer!
I went to university yesterday night for a friend’s project blah blah blah. I’m not gonna share specifics because I don’t want to preempt anything but let me tell you, it was FUN!
Cha-ching cha-ching cha-ching!
I could go on and on and on forever and ever infinity ever but this is what I got. Sweet, innit?
I have to admit though that public speaking ain’t my forte (I have major speech/stttttttuuuuuuuutttttttterrrr problems) so I was nervous half the time. I’m also not happy with *my* answers to their questions. I just wish there’s a way for me to express myself eloquently. Oh dear. Oh well.
Hopefully things turn out well in the end. You know what they say… practice makes perfect.
I really should do this more often, no? I hope they learned something from me/I hope I shared something of substance, even if it was just a speckle of knowledge one way or another.
Here’s a few more pics on my cam…
Look at those eyes my god, I look like I’m on crack!!!!!!! Not even makeup can save me from looking like a freak. I really need to get plastic surgery. I need a nosejob, lip reduction, buccal fat removal, chin AND cheek implants.
Beverly Hills 6750, Dr. Calayan and Dr. Belo are y’all reading this?
I like this ‘guest speaker’ thing. It’s fun!
From this on forward, I’m gonna make myself available.
Corporate parties and mental health facilities.
Weddings, baptisms and special ocassions.
Educational institutions and funeral processions.
Email me and tell me you love me. My email address is firstname.lastname@example.org or SMS +63.915.785.1492.
I love you all!
PS. I love you Iek!!