KillJoy

Everyday became an opportunity to pick a fight, complain about the heat and the traffic. Yes, the heat is taking on the better of me. I can't bear this torture. Seriously. I have been accustomed to staying home on breaks, drenching myself in the comforts of the air-conditioning and cable tv. Not to mention the internet, the source of all entertainment. Now that the power shortage threatens to ruin the sembreak, I chose not to get too spoiled on my usual luxury.

But THIS.IS.JUST.ENOUGH! I will give in to the call of slacking this weekend, I will watch UFC 129 live stream all day and no one can stop me. Except the brownout of course. GR. Don't be a killjoy.

Pahinga

Ah. The smell of fresh air. I haven't had the chance to bond with my bed since March 2010. And it feels like forever since I had a date with sleep. This sembreak will revolve around rest and more rest. I refuse to get stressed on anything. I will be a bum and I will eat as much as I could. I will not be hindered by my weight nor my clothes. Screw you, I can always avoid looking at the mirror.