The term finally ends. With it, comes the holiday season. Of course I love the gifts and food and the vacation, as well as the other merry making devices that keep us occupied for the duration of the vacation. As for the spending that inevitably goes with Christmas, hmmm, that part I don't like so much. So I'm recycling gifts! Mwahahahaha!
Three weeks ago, I successfully defended my thesis proposal so technically, there is now absolutely nothing that stands on my way to writing my novel. Except laziness, perhaps.
I might have a load next term. Litera1. Well at least that's something I'll be more comfortable handling. It might not push through though, because as of last count, only nine people are enrolled. We need at least fifteen.
In an hour or two, we will be on our way to Grace's surprise bridal shower. I hope that'll be fun. She's getting married to her boyfriend of eight years. Wuuuoow! What's enviable is that they already have their own house in Cainta. Hay, I wonder when I get to have my own house.
