It's good to do nothing. Although nothing really does not mean much to me. When I am not traveling I am just back home in sunny lil Philippines. I want to tell myself that I am not really doing anything but that's hardly the case. Doing nothing in my books means sleeping all day, coming out of my room only to drink and eat which is never the case with me. I am restless, I need to be moving a lot, I can hardly keep still.
I have been crazy about yoga for a year now. Actually I do not know how I have been able to keep this fact away from my blog but downward dogs, ujjayi breathings and shoulder stands occupy a large chunk of my week these days. I think when I have the chance I try to tuck in 4 sessions a week which is already a lot for me, considering I am still on number one in the list of things I do when I am on hiatus. Two to three times a week is fairly good for me. PLUS I get tired of things quite quickly and I want to take it easy on yoga because of the boredom factor. If i do things with constant regularity I get tired of them quickly. It's a like a big ax hanging on my head, this ugly thing called boredom, among many other axes.
How about my movie and primetime TV show addiction? With blitzkrieg quickness I pored through episodes of this insanely addicting but ridiculously girlish "Gossip Girl" TV show. Seasons 1 to 4 in just a couple of weeks!!! Well that's not exactly a record considering some people who have nothing to do with their summer vacations watch three seasons in one day. But then again they are most likely of the crime of being antisocial and I am not thatLOL. The reason why I deliberately took weeks to finish through three seasons is have been trying to postpone watching them because I originally wanted entertainment while I am away on my travels. Alas curiosity is an evil creature that ruins premeditated endeavors. How can I avoid the television show's venom? High school ("allegedly" although Leighton Meester is 25 years old) girls toting Bottega Venettas and Balenciagas while strutting through the halls of their campus is phenomenally delicious. It's the good life but with older actresses playing college girls. Roger Vivier shoes and Paul Smith ties are currencies the characters use. The girls are beautiful and the MEN look ravishing. Sadly though I am nearing the end of the line because I'm almost done with the reruns so in a short while I'm going to be subjected to the torture of waiting for the current episode to appear and only once a week - on fucking television LOL. Or I could always masochize and allow the delicious anguish of waiting for the episodes to accumulate and then devouring a copy of the whole season in one Bacchanalian viewing...sigh decisions decisions decisions...:-(
Tennis and badminton are still regular parts of my routine of course. Tennis on television though and badminton on the indoor courts twice a week. I alternate yoga and badminton as workout routines re: the boredom factor (read back to paragraph two). And anyway badminton is probably my only contact with men who do not want to screw me HAHAHAHAHHA so I constantly go back to it like a whore I regularly visit LOLLL . I have male and female friends in my badminton circle of friends and it's a nice change from my closer circle of friends. Everyone is competitive which is very enjoyable for me as well. As for tennis, eons ago I used to play it but nowadays I hate tennis club politics and anyway most of the men playing in our clubs are old overweight daddies who get drunk right after their games at night. Boohhh..
Alcohol!!!!!!! Of course my vacations are never complete without them. Aside from cheap beer that tastes like Benadryl meets citrus fruit meets horse piss (not that Ive tasted horse piss hahahaha) = Red Horse Beer, me and my friends enjoy a cocktail of rhum, Coca Cola and 100% pineapple juice. It's gorgeous and never leaves you with a hangover the next day that is if you water down the drink with the right amount of ice. BUT if you love to experience the real essence of the drink, avoid watering it down "on the rocks" of which a deadly consequence awaits you thereafter- joint and shoulder grogginess, a dry mouth and a semi-vegetative state the minute you wake up after a whole night of this LOLLL.
I guess everything i do whenever I am away from the fast pace of traveling and meeting people boils down to company. I enjoy good company, slapstick-ish humor and excellent non-cerebral conversation. Wherever the weekend or the weekday places me and no matter how inebriated I turn out the end of the evening, I always make sure I am in the company of cool and issue-free people. And freedom of speech is an absolute necessity albeit with some respectability (respectability is a grey area though particularly when things get wilder as the drinks flow more freely hahaha).