I woke up around 11pm (late for work) and I was not feeling well. Damn! My head aches like hell. To add insult, my stomach is crazy, too! Maybe it's the rice I ate this afternoon, I really have no idea. I sent my messages to Andrei and Ed telling them that I may not be able to go to work but I remembered that we were not able to have training for the new campaign last Monday. Work sucks, I know.
I did not take a bath since I really feel bad and the shower's damn cold. And I really think I am a foreigner who doesn't have the privilege to waste Filipino water. Not really. I was just lazy and I guess that explains everything.
I walked from our dearly beloved hole called home to our workplace. I bought a stick of Marlboro light and lit it while walking pass CSB. There are still lots of people though it's already midnight and I felt the gloom. What if someone would just walk beside me and strike me mad with his ice pick? And rape me for crying out loud? Good thing I look like a man who grew his hair long like the local porn stars. And so I walk along the dreaded Taft Ave.
I passed by this bank with a guard who tried to wake himself up by greeting people who pass by. Yes, he greeted me but it was a greeting I was not expecting. He greeted me in Korean. Damn! Was it just because of the poor light or the poor sight? I didn't think I look Korean until this man, bored with his night shift duty, said "Anyong Haseyo!" and flashed a very real smile that is unknown to me. It was him who taught me that it's not only me who can share joy through smiling. Nice, it made my night wonderful… somehow.
So I reached the office. My doom. I went straight to my station to breathe for a while then I went to greet the Center Manager. He was concerned because he saw that I was a bit flushed. I told him I was sick. He said he knew. Fine.
I greeted Drei with a kiss and he shouted that I should not be like that. Yeah, I forgot. I am not supposed to be a girlfriend during office hours. That made me feel perfectly well. Sarcastically.
I was near finishing Ermita but I got bored because the characters were talking about their dead friend; that it was actually a suicide. I have no idea what enchanted me with that book but F. Sionil Jose is a great writer. He is responsible for the Rosales Novels Saga and yes Gagamba The Spider Man. Thanks to my dear new roommate who brought books like this that really interest me. I guess it is because of the school craze. But Ermita is worthwhile.
There were issues with this page yesterday and I was not able to post one of the most important blogs in my life: Our Home. Thank goodness, laziness stopped me from finishing it. Thanks to Krissy's digicam. And to Ibeth's waking up. And to Dell - MOA. And to Wheng. And to our law student neighbor.
Now I think I am going to have colds, the sickness I abhor the most. And Drei has not cared for the past one hour. The world is a vampire.
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