Totally out of context

The other day I was chatting with this friend -
(paraphrased, because the chat was somehow off the record)

Me: How's the term coming along?
Friend: Coming along well.
Me: So, this would be your second trimester?
Friend: Yes. The second trimester.

In a totally different context, or in no context, you'd think she were pregnant. Heh.
Just for the record, the conversation refers to the MBA. :-)

Recipie for Disaster

It's 1 am, I have two cases to read before 9 am. I am not feeling sleepy, but I don't particularly feel like studying either. It's been just 2 weeks into the MBA. I have not exhibited even an iota of the genius I delude myself into believing I am/have, either in the class or in my CAN group. I have been only reflecting on the sorry state of personal affairs, and on my visit to Makati Hospital. (At midnight, to the ER. Heh heh!)

Am I setting myself up for disaster? The word disaster, btw, has 'aster' as a root which has something to do with a star/astral body/something. I wish I could say, I am a shining star... what the F is happening here?

P.S: That was all self pity. Or to be more elegant, that was my reflection paper on the 11 days of the MBA. (Discounting the 2 weeks of Pre-MBA).

P.P.S: Beer Pub was good fun, except of course, I missed the beer. Thanks to the fever. Crap.

GMT + 8.00

Ladies, Gentlemen, the August Readership of my Blog, Kids, and others who currently are Unclassified,

I'm finally a MBA student!
I have found my way to Makati City, Manila, Philippines.
Ain't this so cool?

Cheers,
K!

P.S: That's the timezone I am in, just in case those like Mathi Boy would want to collect some trivia! :P
P.P.S: Who hasn't been linked in yet?