- <p> Me: These are not good slides. They're not cute.</p>
- <p> <b>Student:</b> But I am.</p>
- <p> <b>Me:</b> You are.</p>
- <p> <b>Student:</b> .....</p>
- <p> <b>Me:</b> .....</p>
- <p> <b>Class:</b> .....</p>
Posts tagged personal.
I’ve always had problem w/ making eye contact. It defines me, I guess. So when I’m talking to someone—anyone, even my wife. Or my kids—my sight’d just usually hover around their brow and, most of the time, their mouth.
So I’ was interviewing this French guy yesterday; we sat less than a feet from each other and of course mostly I just stared at his mouth.
Do peope notice this, that the person they’re talking to is looking not into their eyes, but at their mouth?
It’s been a whirly burly period of three weeks, keeping me off tumblr, what with my wife’s condition (hospitalized for ten days, having major operation), and the HUGE hospital bills (selling my kidney then? heh) than reeeally set us back. Then this phone call came yesterday, out of the blue, that got me and my wife excited as it can help us so much: A 45,000-word epic (gpoy) writing project that may see me doing some traveling, or not. Whoa.
Time to write a 40-word biodata for Contributor’s Column, time for low self-esteem to hit big time.
Sitting pretty (or helplessly is more like it) on this bus which is
crawling in the traffic (thanks maybe to the flood inundating many parts of
this ‘great’ city. Nope. Not maybe). I knew I should’ve just stayed home.
That’s thick durian-flavored ice cream my wife packed for me. I’d’ve eaten
that bad boy right here and now but I dropped the frickin’ plastic spoon….
It finally happened: My wife said about wanting to buy 50 Shades of Gray
thanks to her girl friend who recommended it. I told her it’s just porn
(enough time on tumblr told me this) and a crappy one at that, and I told
her we’d be better off watching porn flick instead.
I went to the classroom and NOBODY was there. Nobody. It must be the weather. Right? So I drew Hulk doing John Woo’s signature instead.
I have to give this presentation in an hour, and still making the .ppt and
I’m typing this BS like there is no tomorrow whoohoo
This terrible torrential rain that’s been falling like crazy for hours
will result in dead traffic, flood, falling trees and big stupid
billboards, bringing casualties or even fatalities.
And tomorrow facebook will be full of status of people declaiming the rain
as their personal tragedy.
Me? I’m sitting here at a mungbean soup seller street stall, eating hot
mungbean soup, and typing this while listening to Chicago’s of 1970s.
Played go-kart w/ my cousin, then got this at Kidz Station otw home wowowow (Taken with Instagram)
What I basically did at my wife’s uncle’s: taking pictures of their kittens in their backyard. I don’t socialize don’t u kno. (Taken with Instagram)