Two months ago...
...was July. And at that time, I was loving every minute of my life here in LB. Oh what am I talking about, I still am.
One thing I love about working at IRRI
is that
stress, you know, the kind that make you want to strangle people,
is pretty much non-existent.
There is only good food
and good people, who all love what they do.
And while the buildngs may be old,
they never run out of stories to tell.
And of course, the quality of the work people do here,
pretty much speaks for itself.
UPLB on the other hand, thrives on stress.
But in a good way.
I dunno, there's this certain... vibe to it, I guess. Feels like being part of an organized mess.
You know, the kind that always feels comfortable.
Familiar.
Despite everything.
A beautiful chaos I will surely miss.
And cherish.
One thing I love about working at IRRI
is that
stress, you know, the kind that make you want to strangle people,
is pretty much non-existent.
There is only good food
and good people, who all love what they do.
And while the buildngs may be old,
they never run out of stories to tell.
And of course, the quality of the work people do here,
pretty much speaks for itself.
UPLB on the other hand, thrives on stress.
But in a good way.
I dunno, there's this certain... vibe to it, I guess. Feels like being part of an organized mess.
You know, the kind that always feels comfortable.
Familiar.
Despite everything.
A beautiful chaos I will surely miss.
And cherish.