Under Construction

May is easily my least favorite month because of three things:

(1) It’s the summer break, and for the past almost 20 years, unlike them normal kids I always disliked not being in school. I was always the studying, schoolwork-loving type.

(2) It’s summer and because of our proximity to the dang equator the heat gets very hellish: it’s totally unbearable. And I despise that effing physiologic function called sweating, except maybe if it’s a result of exercise. Plus what’s fucking ironic is the May showers mostly come in the evening when there’s no more sun so we still have to endure the heat during daytime.

(3) I’ve been a TV junkie since I started college (and I blame it for my plummeting academic performance, but hey I regret nothing!) and for some reason unknown I have a knack for liking those American shows with lackluster ratings, which means there’s always that unnerving possibility they would get the axe from their money-hungry networks. And the month of May means it’s the time of the year to fill their programming calendar with the shows they’re picking up, a process that incites much agitation and apprehension to your regular TV junkie such as myself.

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