Hello, Confucius

The DSL connection at my mother’s place is so slow I almost always forget they actually have broadband connection. I never really thought I’d allow something as superficial as an internet connection to get into my nerves but I can only take so much. I’ve lost count of how many pages have failed to load, flash videos that never showed up and 50mb downloads that took five days to finish. Errors like those can easily be blamed on the connection speed, the browser and even the server that hosts the files I download but I’ve actually never encountered those errors with my ISP before. What a perfect way to keep me away from my laptop and the internet this summer.

And here I was thinking summer would have been the best time to catch up on my blog. Guess not.

I’m not really sure if that was in 3rd grade or in 4th grade but what I do know is that The Crystal Maze used to be our favorite show on cable television. We were so fangirls that we even had our own Crystal Maze during lunch breaks. Memories, memories. Hahaha. Wala lang. Hahaha. Walking down memory lane can be therapeutic, no?

Speaking of fangirls, I have run out of words to describe Rafa Nadal. Somehow HOT just isn’t enough. I very rarely watch sports on TV these days but Rafa’s hotness and his biceps are just too hard to resist. And this is coming from someone who gets turned off by overly muscled men. Ugh.