February 22, 2006
i felt like i was spongebob. mouth-brain.
i felt like i was patrick star. brain-dead.
i felt like i was plankton. no-brain
that’s what you get from watching too much spongebob during a brain melt down period due to overwork and undersleep syndrome. and yes, these are the main reasons why i simply, simply couldn’t string a single sentence together whenever i set aside 30-minutes of my time to write a post. my 30-minutes is then consumed staring at the monitor, counting how many times na cursor will blink until i feel so absorbed with the screen that my eyes will grow heavy and i will decide to just take a quick power nap for 20 mins. that happened for 2 consecutive days. its scary.
like…right…now…
fuck…i…completely…forgot…what…i…was…supposed…to…blog…about…
darn.
maybe next time. promise. hit me hard in the head next time i forget.
~.~
i just realized something.
you can’t read bob ong’s stainless longganisa while listening to the eraserheads anthology cd. that’s a big no-no. they just don’t go together. there should be a special time for reading bob ong and there should be a special time for indulging on good ‘ole eraserheads. period.
~.~
i have a very special friend. super whooper special friend online. his name is ivan. he’s the sweetest kid in the whole wide world. he’s 19. he’s a filipino who grew up in dubai. he calls me honey and sweetheart. he confides in me. he tells me his frustrations. he asks for advice on how to handle girls. and he is very very very very close to my heart.
he wakes up in the wee hours so he can go online so that there would be somebody i can make kulit with while at work.
he made my insane working hours bearable.
for almost 10 months he kept me company even if he is a kadillion miles (well maybe not kadillion) away from me.
he’s one very sweeet kid and it breaks my heart that starting this week he might not be online anymore the same time as i am.
his parents are concerned that he’s always puyat and that it might affect his health.
i completely understand them. but its just so sad.
it feels like my boyfriend suddenly decided to break up with me and cut all forms of communication. that’s how close we are.
not intimate close but special close.
il miss that kid when im pulling out my hair here at work.
~.~
ivan’s last message before he logged out on our probably last time to chat:
Ivan: bsta take care ka palagi wag magpapagod ok? pag may sakit wag pilitin ok?
isn’t he the sweetest?
i think im gonna cry.
