Days’ Hotel. Lovely place.
When we woke up in the morning, it was drizzling. The Artists Den had a full breakfast, as we know we need all our energy to give the best seminar to the Batangas students.
Days’ Hotel. Lovely place.
When we woke up in the morning, it was drizzling. The Artists Den had a full breakfast, as we know we need all our energy to give the best seminar to the Batangas students.
This reminds me of an entry in my old blog.
Worm Bites
A few days ago I was eating fruits with my brother and sister when i chanced upon a worm in the fruit i had just bitten into. For a brief moment I remembered a lecture in our parasitology and invertebrate zoology class about worms being extra sources of proteins. Whatever. I then nonchalantly flicked it towards the direction of my sister who as expected reacted with a deafening scream of pure terror.
Oh, did i forget to mention the fact that for unknown reasons she’s terrified of them creatures?
Anyway, she told me how much she hated me for (it was a lie i’m sure of it, she always tell me that when i do crazy things to her) and kept yelling at the top of her lung capacity.
“Kadiri ka talaga kuya!” she screamed at me.
“Well actually, there’s something worse than finding a worm in your fruit as you bite into it” I countered
“Talaga? Ano?” she asked in full sarcasm.
“It’s biting into a piece of fruit and finding half a worm”
End of current discussion.