Out of 5 weeks, I went out 4 times. This Friday’s probably the best: time spent with the Ateneo Debate Society. I have gradually improved from saying stupid things when given some alcohol dosage into being a happy thrown-into-the-pool victim. Our parties are the weirdest and most unconventional, possibly the nerdiest, but those are the get-togethers I will always remember in detail.
In other words, my liver needs a break.
