I was the lucky recipient of many confused looks when I showed up late for Filipino 2 class in my lab clothes with the distinct tinge of meat. Funny how my frosh classmates were far more alarmed than I was when I was staring right back at all of them in their slick ensembles and neatly gelled hair, just silently thinking “Did I miss anything?”.

I must have said that out loud because they quickly filled me in that everybody’s going to have to deliver graded speeches and a printed copy of it for our professor today. Today or no grade. No excuses. THE HORROR ON MY FACE. Never pull week-long absences, kids.

I was doing grand jetés from running home so fast. Stripped off my clothes and put on some slacks and heels and other whatnot, printed my only 1.0 essay from my last Filipino course. Thank God I still had it in my drives and familiarized it for 20 minutes before sprinting back to class shocking both classmates and my professor that I had the guts to strut back in, 10 minutes before class ends, in heels and a printed copy in hand and a willingness to not get a zero on delivery.

Bazinga. I think I did pretty okay for a 1-hr notice.

In other news, our law teacher treated everybody to balut eggs after all of the class got intriguingly high marks. I tell you, balut tastes extra faaaantastico under yellow street lights and with 30+ friends. And in slack and heels. Haha