The question is: will the name change assure the ascendance of Michael Jordan’s team from sports punchline to NBA royalty team? Will the memory of 7-59 be forgotten once the franchise officially sacks the Bobcats in their name for good beginning the next year? It’s up to the executives, the players, and even Father Time to determine the future of the team.
Mmmmmkay, back to reality!
Hello folks, how are you doing lately? The past two weeks have been a whirlwind for me from academics to chores - everything taking up my life as always ten months a year. In compensation for not chronicling my life in here that often, allow me for this slew of photos as evidence of how my life can measure up to the sitcoms you piously watch. All photos can also be seen on my Instagram profile.
Winning just got sweeter: my free mochi courtesy of Mochiko!
As a reward for the DLSU Green Archers’ victory over the ADMU Blue Eagles in the UAAP senior men’s basketball game three weeks ago, Mochiko gave away four freezers of Pokki-flavored mochis stationed in the Central Plaza. My friends and I were so fortunate to have lined up before the line got longer notwithstanding our minds in vegetative state following the INTBROD midterms in which we all finished right on schedule.
A “super” stamp after getting the prized treat! Never forget yesterday’s photo op with the LINE sticker characters Cony the Bunny and Brown the Bear:
Using the editing software PicsArt on my phone, I played around with overlays solving problem on how users did those hand-drawn doodles on their Instagram, Facebook, or Tumblr masterpieces:
Special thanks to @shii-overlays for those alluring designs! Creating works using those techniques isn’t as difficult as I once thought.
Life in Taft is not fully complacent without grabbing a bite of heaven in form of the chicken karaage pops at the famous Tori Box. The BBQ and Italian cheese were the only flavors I’ve tasted but it’s hard to decide which one offers the better taste. Needless to say, I’ve heard there’s a branch in San Juan already where it’s bigger and cozier.
Majors suck without the company of fantastic friends. They say it’s fun in Communication Arts, so why waste the opportunity of molding into a breakout student accompanied by the support of your ever-loving coursemates / soulmates?
Like this…
(L-R) Czar, me, Monzie in a Polaroid print courtesy of Erika
And this:
The three of us + Erika (third from left) = we’re here to rock AB-CAM!
A week ago, my throat got sore from six hours of repeating the yearbook online registration process to over a hundred subscribers. With that to speak, I dedicated a portion of my time from Monday - Friday to entertain subscribers. In spite of all the mass hysteria, I am gladdened to have the opportunity to be part of this experience groomed to be significant once I enter the business world. The booth-manning so far has been poignant in the development of my marketing skills, and I would like to thank Green & White for that.
A brand new story is in the works which I already plan to post here before the year’s conclusion. Supposedly it was due for publication last weekend; however, other priorities got underway so I decided to set it aside my virtual worktable in the meantime. Fear not, it will be finished before you know it.
