white, white, wet

I got off the bus stop across the street from our home and as I was waiting for the green light, an extra long bus came, ran over a puddle spraying dirty water on me. It left me drenched and feeling colder than ever.

Just my luck, I was wearing a white shirt today.

The Yellow Dress

This is really not one of the dresses that I enthusiastically declare that I sew, but so far, it is the only one I have a photograph of. (Cinds, HAHAHA O MAY GAD, I'm waiting for your photo!) Trust me when I say that it doesn't, in any way represent anything like it did for Sylvia.

:(

I've had better days.

sunny side skin

I have been spending too much time under the sun that my skin is starting to look discolored. No, I am not being theatrical. Over lunch, my officemate asked me if I was feeling okay, when I asked why he was asking, he said "You look kinda...gray".

29

It is like simultaneous cramps on all the muscles--tongue included, in your body.

It being, umm not there.

K.O.

I was waiting for my food to arrive when I accidentally dropped something. I bent my trunk and reached to the floor when I hit my head hard and fast on the tabletop.

My skull hurt so much that I started to feel very warm and unbelievably dizzy.

It didn't help much that the couple sitting at the next table started to laugh. Despite my vulnerable state, I was able to turn my head to give them a dirty look. My eyes did not leave them until each one has seen me looking straight into his sinister soul. They ate what was left on their plates and took off hurriedly. (I must have looked very scary!)

In an almost knocked out state, I tried to regain my balance--and composure.

I focused on the shopping bag beside me filled with goodies and thought of my cu... cu... cun... continuing source of inspiration and strength. Miraculously, I was back to tip top condition in less than a few minutes.

There is a bump on my forehead to remind me of the incident, not unlike Harry Potter in his near fatal encounter with Tom Riddle. I am truly lucky to have overcome the wrath of the evil table and the sadist one dollar coin that conspired together to bring me down.

Free Day

I realized that I don't remember how I spent February 29, 2004. It was a Sunday. It is very likely that I spent it sleeping at home. Sunday is the day of rest, I take that to heart.

This year, I'll spend the extra night watching The Leap Years. It is only fitting. I'm looking forward to it, as I heard that the author is considered a national artist and that some of her work are taken up in the educational institutions, specifically middle school. I love movies and this movie has presented a good opportunity to see something grown locally in my current location.

In 2012, I'd probably laugh in remembrance of how I spent February 29, 2008.