Yeah, I was a dog last week.

ROLLOVER. – My masters instructed me to do some missions. It was supposedly application’s ‘Hell Week’ until I counted my completed tasks totaled at least sixty. Hmm, that’s not difficult at all. But OK!-able Running marathon around the UP Acad Oval was exhausting. My co-applicant slash co-runner hinted me once we got there, it would be more than a relief. Indeed! It was rewarding! (Although it was less than a relief – I’m into pain reliever now.)

BARK. – ‘Stuffed Bread Sticks. Chocolates. Post-valentine Treat.’ Just right after the missions, I decided to go in for UP fair. Together with other first timers in the group, we went to the Sunken Garden with goodies to be sold. Quite disappointed because we are the ones who both opened and closed the booth even we are notified before of shifting hours. More than a discontent because it supposedly a fair where we enjoy listening to the bands and booth hopping! Last year’s theme Unfair fitted.) Well, there is at least a gratification on selling dozen of bread sticks.

SIT. – That day ain’t over yet. I had to sit in front of a computer hoping to bring the mini-thesis to an end – overnight. CS 192 groups dubbed it as Programming Pajama Party with pizzas around and assorted biscuits courtesy of Diwa, and three MP3 song lists played across the room . I felt the tension among groups. One group clustered at the corner, convening, then afterwards cried, ‘UPSET! Fight!’ (As if there was a basketball game). Some members of the other group leaped in joy as they progress. I noticed one of their leaders asked them to stay calm, ‘Doon na lang sa labas.’ [Do that outside]. Don’t worry we remain friends (outside 192).

STAND. – Around five o’clock, I fly (yeah, dogs now fly) to Bulacan. I had my first-of-four tutorial session with high school hopefuls at eight. I hurriedly took morning rituals at home. I came late and sleepy. Thank heavens that my boss already gave the mock exams I made thus I had a little time to rest before I explain to my students the correct answers. I went home with bone treat worth roughly a thousand bucks and fastfood lunch on the side.

SLEEP. – Because the dog can’t bark now. He has no voice.

What Breed of Dog Are You?

Jonas, you’re a Pug!
-Tickle

No bones about it, you’re an intelligent, playful Pug. Witty and charming, you’re a lot of dog wrapped in a small package. People just love you – a wonderful approachability and sense of humor put you at the top of everyone’s list. And because you’re smart and quick-witted, you attract a crowd wherever you go. (Have you ever considered running for office or starting a company? You’ve got the charisma for either.) But that doesn’t mean you can’t be a little naughty or mischievous when opportunity knocks – you’ve definitely got a nose for fun! A happy, optimistic breed, you’re admired and respected by all. Woof!

American Dog: Arf! Arf!
Philippine Askal: Aw! Aw! Aw!

Dogs Look Like Their Owners