Another Saturday wasted infront of the monitor. I'm supposed to be in Primetime's or JP's playing Texas hold'em but for some pathetic reason, i decided to stay home. I don't know.. maybe too much Bulgogi from dinner. Anyway, i have already informed the parental units about the very last term extension of my college life. And i wasn't a bit surprised about their nonchalant reaction. They got pissed.. yeah, but i promised that this is the very last extension i'm ever gonna ask them, so there.. now everything is back to normal.. or so i think. Tonight, HEDKANDI is here in Manila promoting their new "The Mix 50", a 3 CD set featuring the finest moments from HEDKANDI's dance floor ranging from Basement Jaxx, Kings of Tomorrow to Soulsearcher. A lot of people are getting wasted tonight.. Good for them! I was actually invited by a shit load of people to head there tonight.. though i declined since i'm not much of a dancer, and i like the Ministry of Sound and Gatecrasher more than Hedkandi anyway.

Ok.. 1:30 a.m. on a Saturday night.. what can i possibly do besides chat and blog..
hmmm...

Golfed.. and Metally drained because of it

What i thought would be a steady stroll through eighteen holes turned out to be a freakin' crawl. At 6:15 a.m. i tee'd off on the fourth hole of the Alabang Country Club with a group of randomly old individuals. Little did i know that they had the ability to play jedi mind games with you just in case you're playing better than them. And so, from the fourth hole till the 11th, i was playing better than them (kudos to Mr. Mundin though i doubt he recognized me, Nice drive!) 4 bogeys, a par and 2 double bogeys not bad right? On 12th though, they started playing Jedi mind tricks on me... How?!

Golfer One: So son, what's your handicap?!
Mon: 33 sir.
Golfer Two: Wow! 33! and you play that good?!
Mon: Probably just plain ol' good luck!
Golfer Three: With nice shots and Greens in regulations like that, i guess your team is expecting you to play below your handicap!
Mon: Well, we all want to play below our handicap's right?! so i guess..
Golfer Four: Yeah, but our handicaps are low and yours is quite high, and with a game like that, i'd say they are already expecting you to play well..
Mon (Feeling good): Probably..
Golfer Three: That's why they picked you to play for their team! because your handicap is low and you play well.
Mon: Uh-huh...
Golfer Two: Sometimes though, it's a drag when they expect much from you and you don't meet their expectation. And you end up as the reason why your team lost.
Mon (Shaking because of the pressure..):.....Yeah.... ain't that a bitch..
Golfer One: Anyway, tee off! you go first mon!

- Mon goes to the tee box.. sets up.. swings.. and it's a shank and.. water hazard...! hurrah for the old people!!-

Golfer One: It's ok! just hit a bogey round and you'll be able to win!
Mon: Whatever!!

And it's all down hill from there.. i scored 11 strokes over my handicap. Lesson in this story?! never never never! talk to the people in your flight unless you know them! Shieet!!! anyways! fuck it! i'm off to the basketball court!

What the Hell's been up with M.O.N.?!

So, Michael Owen is now playing for Newcastle United.. bad move for Madrid. Anyway, it's the first day of the term, the term which i thought would be my last academic term. Now what happened?! well, for the first time in history, my so called "academic adviser" actually gave me some academic advice, thus the one extra term extension. He said that it would be against his advising principles to actually allow me to take 9 subjects this term.. he said that if i failed one or two subjects due to stress or whatever shit ass excuse he can think of, it would be his ass.. so i said "Ok then! take 2 subjects out! so that it would be all good! having 7 subjects in a term will just be as groovy as having 9".. he said "No! i'll take 5 out! believe me, i'm doing you a favor.." and i said "Do that kid downstairs a favor and give him your spare change and give me a break freakin' Maricon!" he said "i'm sorry.. this is all i can do.." and i said "Fat Motherf*cker! go to hell!"

And so i'm extending one last term.. sheesh! what a day! and so, i have 4 subjects this term... and my professor in Spanish looks like that Faggot teaching the girls how to give a blowjob in that movie "Old School". And yeah, i'm guessing he's a Faggot too! Imagine, a Spaniard who doesn't like football.. sheesh! that's something new! And oh yeah, no school every Mondays, Wednesdays and Friday's for me! Saturdays though i got a 9 - 10 a.m. class.

Those who want to hang out! just leave me a message or just text me in my mobile.. hahahaha! (Text me in my mobile! <-- that's so british)

PEACE OUT!!