englishan ang labanan

my chaucer class decides to meet at manna specialty bakery near katipunan, for a change. it happens that it's the last meeting for the semester before dr. rivera flies to london for a global conference on english literature. o, i'll surely miss this class where, like the canterbury pilgrims, we journeyed through geoffrey chaucer's medieval english world peopled by such unforgettable characters like the wife of bath, the pardoner, constance, chantecleer, a mother who allowed her children to be murdered, a choir boy who still sings long after his throat got slit, and so much more. i will miss the times when the lone straight guy becomes the patriarchal scapegoat of the feminists in the class. i will miss the lively discussions with snacks of crackers and chocolates in tow. well, see you next sem, tarie, lito, joanna, cynth, april and ma'am!
sidenote: pangga won't allow himself to be dragged into sitting in any of my classes in UP, citing epistaxis scare.