"croak. kokak. kroak. cokac. kroack. crack. crap. kokak." - mr.toad
translation: "you don't know how it feels to wake up from sedation and you see people skinning you, cutting your abdominal muscles, tickling your heart and liver, accidentally popping your lungs, and twisting your limbs just to get you pinned down, all for the name of science!? cut that crap! kokak." - mr.toadgeez. sorry mr.toad. i would have been more willing to pith you, double-pith, even, just so to end your torments, but the professor wanted you alive while going through the process. poor toad. he was so small and skinny! he had a really small heart that pumped as hard as it could just so to make it through. was he hoping to get his muscles back, or his skin, even? was he squirming because it hurt? or was he squirming because he feels naked? questions i won't ever find the right answers to. shux. sorry mr. toad, we were only taught how to dissect but not to make a surgery, complete with stitches and all.
after that we had our psych experiment. *sigh* i couldn't elaborate it more than a tired sigh.
after what i thought was the end of my tiring day, my dad called and said he could fetch me. yey. spared from that get on-and-off bumpy ride (a.k.a. jeepney fares) oh but he had me help him with the files he wanted to get photocopied in the shopping center. i could not understand a thing from the papers i was handling. they were all terms and numbers. the only thing i could understand were the dates. tsk tsk. i would never want to handle BIR papers in my life. a total of 3-inch thick photocopies. ack. (no wonder we're losing our trees!)
and since i was physically and mentally exhausted at that point, to complete the stressful day, i had to experience a little of emotional stress to top the day with that awful cherry. if i remember it right, i wrote in one of my recent entries that i'm on a break from any unnecessary thinking. yeah. i'm on-leave. i guess they forgot. just so you know, in case you read this, (no not you, the other one. yeah, you. - sige kayong dalawa) it may always seem i'm being indifferent from everything that's happening... but i see no other way to help you but be like this. so it's not entirely about being indifferent, but caring in a way you might not understand right now --- but i'm hoping you will someday. until that happens, i'll be keeping you in my prayers.
but of course, it was a day for the Lord. the exhaustion and stress, they're all offered for special intentions. which makes this day an even more blessed one, because i had more opportunities to offer up my intentions.
yes it was an awful cherry, and probably on the wrong cone,too, but it was such a sweet vanilla in between. amidst the tiring day were several moments i could add to my happy thoughts. :) i saw my brother today. i might have looked stupid shouting "kuya!" from the third floor, not even mentioning his name, and yet he looked and knew he was the kuya being called. as soon as he saw me, i ran my way to him just to say hello. he was with a common friend (hi kenneth!) and caught them in the middle of their so-called debate.
herbert: karen, hindi raw tayo magkamukha.
karen: ha? magkamukha kaya kami. twins kami niyan, eh.
herbert: magkamukha kami 'pag nakaganto kami. *nagpalaki ng mata*
karen: oo magkamukha kami 'pag naka "gulat-look" kami.
the perks of my brother. haay. when the time comes that i really really really miss you, i'm gonna get my camera from you, borrow your laptop the next day, give you my camera the next day, then borrow laptop again the next day, then the camera the next day, laptop, camera, laptop, camera, laptop, camera... and so on... yeah. every excuse i could get just to see you. *elk* (hahaha i hope you don't get to read this! you're not supposed to be reading my blog, anyway! hah! but then again, if you are, then you must be missing me that much, too :P)
it was sweet enough to have that moment, but i just had to have that green tea-flavored ice cream (fic) beneath the vanilla scoop. before the mass started, i got to chat with two of the many kids selling sampaguita and panali around the up church area. it was embarassing for me to find out that the other one was a girl, too. all along i thought she was a he! until i heard her say her name - joy ann. such sweet kids. i have high hopes for them. they're still studying and are selling those stuff just so they have allowance for the next day. imagine to be working for your daily allowance and only get to buy inadequate food when you get to school. tsk tsk. oh! and it was even heartwarming to know that the other girl would once in a while go to confession to fr. jboy. we could really learn a lot from these kids. (they told me they were being banned from staying around the church and selling sampaguita. the SSB, super security ng bayan / social security brigade, would scold them off if they're caught selling to people. i don't think that's the right thing to do. :| - anyway this should be on another entry)
the white chocolate chip scattered on top of the ice cream really made a good finishing. And the day officially became a day to remember with the rest of the good and happy moments that happened today. thank you for the good people who cared enough to listen. who made little effort but was able to shift my mood from annoyed/tired to "hahaha-that-was-funny-mood". just a teaspoon of good laughs and a cup of "hey, i'm here" was all my exhaustion needed for it to disappear.
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happiness is hidden in the most unexpected places you go to, and with the most unexpected people you meet.
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