After the meal, we had another HIV/AIDS lecture. I spent it trading tales of what the evil lecturers in Computer Science Department,
“Devil” surprised us all. On Wednesday I was dragged by Tommy to snap pictures with him, after the swearing in. then my Platoon leader refused to release me after the drills, so we ended up meeting with the others at Mammi market. As usual, it was Maggi Kitchen corner for Lola.
Lola has fallen in love with Maggi Kitchen, one of the numerous eateries (or, to be more precise, bukaterias) in the market. They never seem to do anything wrong and frankly I don’t blame her. Their presentation and organization is rivalle only by the Mr. Bigg’s stand. They have music, free coffee/tea (thanks to
I still cannot believe I agreed to be Treasurer. Looking at my history of financial leadership, I really wonder sometimes if I had not missed my calling.
These days when I get to sit on a bed, I just lie down instead, straight, no questions asked. When people are talking and asking me to undress, I don’t usually have the strength to do so until about two hours later. Tired. Out.