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Third session of French Module 1: Today, we explored more on numbers alongside the questions of where, who & when. 'Twas fun!
The only numbers we counted was from une to soixante-neuf, since there are minor complications for all numbers beyond that (which will be discussed next week)....
...so I consulted my linguist of a cousin & realized that there's a whole new dimension to counting in terms of French. I find it bizarre how they came up with the counting system; but heck, it ain't French if it ain't like that. Anyway, it still sounded nice.
I also got my AFdM card so I immediately borrowed two DVDs of which I may watch later. I'm totally beat today considering how Saturday went about:
Morning - French Class
Afternoon - Lunch/ Gym Enrollment
Late Afternoon - 30% of 1 MONTH's laundry (Booooooo!)
Evening - Dinner and coffee
Late Evening - Informelle French lesson w/my cousins
Off to bed now... J'y vais et a plus tard!
©CRAIG DAVID, OFFICIALLY YOURS
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The song is about second chances & taking risks. The first time I heard this song was way back 2005, the time I used to work as store manager for a record bar. Right then and there, I had a delightful inkling towards the song. In my mind, I was an ideal romantic who goes "awww" for that man (in the song) who seems to be downright sincere about every word said.
Yet at some point, aren't we?
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An interesting thing happened quite recently: I never thought a song like this could actually be a part of "life's soundtrack".
I don't know; maybe it still doesn't.
Or maybe... it does.
Either way, I'm happy.
Hidden Agenda,
Don't Love You No More,
Kinda Girl,
Rise & Fall,
Insomnia,
Unbelievable,
Hypnotic,
My Love Don't Stop,
Once in a Lifetime,
Rewind,
One Last Dance
:-\
A recent favorite-slash-de-stresser, mybrute is.
A friend and colleague recommended it.Initially, I wasn't interested; but hey, after registering and realized that I can do fights online without actually doing anything (but watch), I was like, "cool!". The flash animation is wicked and the characters are simply edgy-adorable.
Plus, I like how my character plays out --- fellas, meet mybrute player: OOMPHANINJA
1958-2009
He sure made a huge impact to the world, thanks to the numerous controversies stuck to his name; nevertheless, every bad remarks/ publicity/ etc. thrown at him was overpowered by his MUSIC.
I did have a couple of MJ favorites* (which includes the video below). After all, I did grow up to my father's music. He has a wide collection of MJ vinyl CD's & cassette tapes that I often rummage during weekends or after school. I strongly remember how I would sing every lyric from album sleeves whilst I pop the tapes in the player.
To put it in a nutshell? Some of his songs are part of my life's soundtrack.
*My favorite album of all was History Volume 1.
Michael Jackson will always be one of history's BIGGEST music icons, as most people say.
I couldn't agree more.
I only got a WEEK before my schedule goes graveyard. I haven't figured out my route nor mode of transportation once I change work schedule. Mental note to self: RESEARCH ROAD MAP and possible transpos available during evenings.
It has almost been two weeks since we moved to Ortigas. Quite frankly, Ortigas ain't that bad; it just takes time getting used to it.. but yeah, it ain't that bad. I guess being in Makati for more than three years has led me to be biased when we (Graphics/ Creatives Department) relocated.
For now, the only con I see is the one affecting my budget. Oh yes, I burn-baby-burn my pocket everyday just so because our office is roughly five minutes away from THREE BIG MALLS. Plus, lunch is way cheaper compared to Makati. Dayum! So this weekend, I do intend to lay out my week's expense and decide which ones to cut-off.
'Nuff said. I'm stalling.
Going back to driving....
So I figured out that it's probably best that iDRIVE. Seriously. I've taken driving lessons January 2008 and haven't hold a steering wheel since. How bad can it be?
Okay, don't answer that. It may actually be bad.. but I reckon it couldn't be WORSE. Lol. Really now, I just need to practice and muster enough courage to take our 1993 Toyota Red Corolla down the streets. I can imagine how I can drive just about anywhere, or go from Makati to Fort & who knows?! Baguio (!) if I feel like it. Now I feel excited!!! :-)
Another mental note to self: contact my granddad's former driver. Re-train.
on 368. coeur