hectic week.  too much paperworks.

my perpetual excuse: i'm sad.  i can't concentrate. hahaha!  it's partly true... but still, not justifiable. 

ONE DOWN. 

done with my final lecture for the college kiddies.  although, i do owe them one final hand-out.  i know it's not my job anymore, but i did promise.  plus, they'll be interns next year, i don't want them becoming interns without having a guide on how to evaluate. i promised to email it to one of the kiddies, coz it's finals next week.  of course, crushee hottie offered his, which i now have, aside from the class' official spokes-person. pedophilia, pedophilia.  dammit.

but the class were such sweeties.  they gave me this very short speech about how much they appreciated having me around this sem, and all that (this is our last lecture for the semester).  oh my! my blonde-ness didn't peek through. wohoo! then, one of the guys sang this stupid funny, kinda-lame-but-sweet song about whatever.   hilarious people. 

speaking of college people, so i'm pretty good friends with one of the guys in the faculty.  a married one at that.  in all fairness to ME!, i wasn't the least bit flirty with anyone (talk about defensive, yes?).  he just happens to be one of the few there who was really nice to me and accommodating and all; only he likes practicing his stupid pick-up lines on me, which i usually ignore. 

eniweiz, so herein lies a dilemma:  he said he'll be treating me out for dinner like next week.  he's been bugging me to teach him a certain PT technique, only i really don't have time at all.  so this afternoon, he waited until i finish my class, and i sortof gave him a rundown of the thing.  then he said he'll treat me out next week as thank you.  i just laughed it off.  what was i supposed to say? 

usually i'd go for a yes.  hey free dinner!  i live by the motto: feed me and i will love you for life.  ok so maybe not... but people usually gets through me through food.  remember A and our perpetual petty fights. i'm sooo cheap! 

back to topic, i shouldn't accept dinner right?  we both know it's a safe thank you dinner, but him being married and all kinda' makes it not good.  not to mention there would be just us there. 

oooh.  i don't know....