Wednesday, February 27, 2008

During the wee hours of the morning

10 things i say to myself during the wee hours of the morning and still with zero pages to count for productivity:

1. Food will not make you alert, it will only make you drowsy... and fat! Wag kang kumain! (Don't eat!)
2. Stop visiting your friendster, facebook and multiply accounts and stop blog hopping!
3. This is your nth cup of coffee for the night!
4. Oh, no! Don't go near the bed!
5.Procrastinating is a very bad habit...
6.Ela, excabation is spelled with a v...
7. What the hell did i type? (when slip of the "pen" occurs)
8. Well the bed looks very inviting, it wouldn't hurt to rest my back..
9. I can't bear it anymore... i need to sleep.. im just going to wake up early and deadline's till 6pm...
10. Zzzzzz.....Zzzzzz......ZZzzzzzzz.....

Mood: snoring to my heart's content!

Thursday, February 07, 2008

Valentine's blues


Even if I do not have a calendar, I would still know that the world celebrated Valentine's day yesterday because roses are practically all over the metropolis... As for me, I celebrated the special day of hearts just like what i did for the past 24 years of my life, by not celebrating it at all!

A week before Valentine's, i contracted a virus called Valentine's blues, or what others might term as, Valentine's syndrome. Valentine's syndrome is the condition when you long for a significant other and the security that it will give you. This is the time of the year when you long for the things that your otherwise normal self will not even think about. The time of the year when you almost wish to trade your highly valued independence for something more...

My mind creates pictures of me and my "right guy"...

serenading me with his version of "can't take my eyes off you" in a soccer field (oh, i miss heath!)
who will wipe the tears away when i feel like crying my heart out
who sees everything that is beautiful in me
snuggled together until the first ray of sunlight appears in the sky...
talking until the wee hours of the morning
his voice will be the last one i hear before falling asleep
... and the one who will wake me up when morning comes.

Of course, this longing happened last week, when I was down with this special kind of flu, worsened by an overload of Koreanovelas, but now I am back to my otherwise normal self and appreciating again the beauty of independence and freedom...