Samson, Delilah, and the Lion
Last Thursday, we had dinner at T.G.I.F and I absolutely died because of the following reasons:
(1) The servings were so ginormz AKA barf;
(2) I could not taste anything because I had colds; but
(3) that did not stop me from eating my fill.
I did however try to burn some of the calories by playing bowling. Competively.
This bowling place is inside the Villaggio Mall as part of their small indoor carnival called Gondolandia. Kinda like Encantadia minus the flying artistas. I kid.
I have been on a losing streak recently AKA every ball I throw goes to the gutter but that didn't stop me.
Who cares if my 4-year old nephew beats the crap out of me every game. I still have the wickedest bowling pose!
I am absolutely running down that alley to push that ball to the center. NAT.
I know, my pose sucks. BIG TIME. I look like a manong here. Ahihihi.
You can label me Samson -- Big and Strong.
Here is Delilah.
Werq that post-throw pose! NAT.
My bro-in-law will most likely kill me if he ever reads this. But to make up for it, he plays a mean game. AKA he always wins and it has become embarassing to put my real name in the score board next to his.
Look, I have been reduced to using the initials KT. I don't even know why when my name is Anna Sese. Like you know, AS?
I hope KT doesn't stand for Kristy Ta... GAWD! I WON'T EVEN SAY IT!
Good thing my sister plays worse than me. Bless her giving non-competitive heart!
Now, this here is our Lion. Look at him form his mane. Zuper cute!
Basically, Samson beat the Lion but Delilah killed him. Same story goes for this game. I placed Third! WEEEEEE! I hope this family bowling thing becomes regular. I have finally started getting into the habit of coordinated dressing.
Let's go Varying Shades of Green Team!
VIVA! VIVA! VIVA!
(And yes, good luck to the soccer players who are currently running their beautiful god-like bodies down the bountiful fields of South Africa.)