Burgers, Milk Tea, Planking, UAAP

I say sorry religiously when I am unable to post a blog entry for a long time that its starting to get annoying and less sincere. 

For that, here is a photo of me planking. In my head (hidden from the camera) is remorse for setting what is supposed to be an immortalization of my normal-ish life aside for what it seems to be very long weeks. 

That is not a mere symbolic show of regret rather, it is also a barbaric one. That rubber matting, which in the photo I am unusually close to, is shared within the bajillions of other PE classes. That translates to bodily liquids and the stench of it coating the whole area (but especially thicker in the center parts, precisely where I'm at). Not only my stomach was upset after doing this plank.

 Above is a photo of milk tea. It has a taste I do not particularly like but I enjoy nonetheless. You should try the Lychee Jasmine Tea with Pearls. Its the best so far (because its the only one I've tried and it felt like I won the jackpot after the first sip). That is my milk tea. I did not download that off the internet from some "David". I have shared before why in establishments that ask for names instead of providing customers with claiming stubs I call myself 'David'. (it is, by empirical proof, a requirement that all food servers be able to misspell the name "Leo" with no disregard of what dignity is left in those who bear it)

Yes, of course! The Ateneo-La Salle UAAP basketball games - or the Ateneo basketball games in general. Araneta is divided into two halves, one side is green (or whatever color), the other blue. I'm not a fan of basketball, of any sport in fact (watching people with glorious physical abilities hurts my frail system. I am disabled by comparison), but in this scenario, I have fighters to root for - purpose. If I could be an athlete, it would be in the sport where you have to claw your armrests while screaming "GET THAT BALL, GET THAT BALL" when your team is in offense.

Moo-ving on...

I've been a very bad eater these past few days. See above two meat sandwiches, fresh from the microwave. If I use ketchup with a sense of austerity, my pipes could have exploded already. Yeah.

The 'real/major' reason why I've been unable to log-in and type away was that I was torn between my need for excess rest and work. I remember cheering for my class schedule which had eons of vacant periods and divine early dismissals. I was happy too early because now I am realizing that my ability to focus and speed in doing school work require more than eons.

So that is what's up or at least what I can remember. Or what I can bear to share. Baaah.