The "Who" in Who Cares

I can't get no satisfaction.

The days are winding down, with exams from left to right. I'm in front of a computer, typing absolutely nothing but rubbish, and I feel like fungus. Why wrote? Coz I feel like doing it, dammit.

Have you ever realized that food is just so amazing? It makes you full, makes you grow, it helps pass the time. Heck, it actually sustains our very existence as living, breathing, human beings. But with all the things we do with food (eat it, play with it, hurl it a s projectiles, use it as carriers of poisons, etc.), there are so many mysteries that are still left unsolved, more facts left buried. Like one time, I was like in McDonald's, I just found out that besides burger mcdo, they also have plain hamburger...Weird, but true. I was kinda hungry, and seeing that my funds are short, but had a craving for fatty, capitalist-made, processed food, I went to McDo. I ordered a burger, the cheapest. When I got my order, something struck me. The wrapper was all different, the writings, just "hamburger." I was intrigued. The mind took notes. The burger mcdo has this kind of sauce, while a hamburger just has ketchup in it. The hamburger has this 1 pickle, while the burger mcdo had none, I think.You realize this sort of info when you have little dough. This sort of enlightenment may be at par with knowing the purpose of life and all the deep shit.

Also got a chance to eat frog. So the idiom was true. They do taste like chicken, in a jumpy sort of way. They're also very small, very lean compared to chicken. So you're like picking on thin sticks with meat on them. Naka-adobo pa yun ah. Astig. I dunno.

Gotta cut this short, be back later.