what to do?

What to do, indeed!

My gosh. What’s happening? I realized just the other week that I blah-blah-blah...Ah, yeah. Award goes to this: I failed to know that our presentation for today’s going to be at 1pm. I thought it will be at 4:20- fifth period, the usual time for Research Project Classes*.

If my kohai had not called me at 10 past one, I never would have the slightest knowledge that ‘the presentation’ would start at 1pm. And you know how the Japanese are about time: five minutes ahead is L-A-T-E. And I was like in the midst of preparation yet. I was very engaged ‘getting ready’ for my presentation: typing the introductions and explanations for each slide in my power point.

The university’s 10minutes away from my apartment and I still need to print some stuff. I don’t have hand outs yet. Whatever will happen to my ‘smooth-transition-after-each-click’ if I don’t finish my note master? Dearie! Am I in trouble! I am the third presentor! Presentors are each given ten minutes for the presentation proper and 5 minutes to answer questions thrown by the grillers. Compute when I should be standing on the platform.

God help me! What to do? What to do?Good question! Haha. Yeah, that’s what’s always retorted when riposte’s hard to come by. Well, in this case, I guess Dory’s ‘just-keep-swimming' line won’t save me. Nimble Nova, rapido! Rapido!

So, I sped to the computer room, tried to print my note master- whatever I managed to do- and rushed to Yoyokan. Good thing, the Lord was there and thanks for His miracles, I managed to get there just before Ari-san finished his 'apopearance.' Hehe And yeah, I was able to present the crap I’ve been working on for like decades.

Depressing- to some extent because I really wanted to impress my adviser, prof 1 the great, with my progress- without much help from him (:P hehe). But, to my dismay, ten minutes was just not enough to explain everything. I wasn’t even able to reach the Research Design part. Harshness!!! I didn’t leave my room for four straight days working on my thesis and ten minutes was all they gave me. Can I cry now? Whatever happened to fairness? Huhu.

Exag, all right. Fine, fine, fine. Okay I’ll just email to my dear professors my presentation. The ever-friendly prof 2 told me he doesn’t really have much to do this spring break and he could really sit on my mail and give an advice or two about my work.
Sweet!

And prof 1 jokingly asked me why I didn’t show him what I have done. Well, sensei, okay, I’ll drop by your office one of these days, though it’s supposed to be vacation, and consult with you. But really, what I am dying to hear is what my Development-Economics-Major-Professor-who-used-to-work-for-the-UN, prof 3, about my statistical analyses.

What to do? What to do? Mou gambarimasu! Mou benkyou shinakerebanaranai!

Meantime, mag-jumbo ka muna. It will open at five. Stuff your tummy with all the okonomiyaki and yakisoba you could gorge.

Ayan, naghihintay na ang mga super friends. Ikimashou!

Hai. Kekkou desu.

Saa, dekakeru jikan desu.
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*infairness sa akin, ang mga fellows sa klase namin ay hindi talaga na-inform sa oras
kaya hindi lang ako ang late
nag-tawagan na lang ang mga tao kaya nagsidatingan din
chotto osoi da kedo