Dear readers,
So for your information, I was forced to join a game (which I actually enjoyed it in the end) called who wants to be a millionaire in my school, it was a sham guys, they did not give away a million pesos. So in the English Resource Department’s version of who wants to be a millionaire, all of the questions were about literature and books (duuuuuh!) and whatnot, some of the questions were easy and some of them we had to guess because we really didn’t have a clue on what the answer was. By the way! I had teammates! I did not go through this ordeal alone (as if I would fly solo), their names was Beatrice Baylosis and Tyron Santos, the three of us represented ABMA 153, sadly we didn’t win, but at least we made it into the 2nd to the last round (welp! Help me out here guys, I forgot what the round was called) and of course the greatest part of entering the game was… drumroll please… (you really should imagine drumrolls kay?) INCENTIVES!!!! Yaaaay! I’d do anything for grades as I have said before!
The reason why I’m blogging about this is because my professor told me to, I might be a rebel sometimes but you just can’t rebel against grades yo, education for the win. I really should edit this blog but meh. Maybe when I get really OC or something, maybe then I’ll fix all my blogs, but seeing as I’m a lazy bum I do not see that happening in the future. Ok. SO. The one who made me join was my professor from my technical writing class, when he pointed at me, my mind literally blanked because I was seriously not expecting it, I mean, there I was, packing my things so that I could eat lunch then all of a sudden my professor calls me and tells me I have to join the game. I said ok of course. You cannot say no to your professor.
Two down! Four more to go!!! Woot Woot!
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