Nung Nagpasabog ng Kamalasan...

...sa araw na ito, aba parang nagkaroon ng giant funnel sa ibabaw ng ulo ko.

the storm lost. again. 'nuff said.

My body's still sore from that basketball game last Monday.

I thought I got over the trangkaso thing but now I even feel worse.

I can't breathe because of this friggin' ubo.

It took the FX I was in almost 40 mins to go from Pasong Tamo to the Buendia Station.

It took me almost 30 mins before I could wedge myself into the stupid MRT. I had to count 5 trains before I could enter and get my face permanently splattered to the glass door.

Momsie's doing something today so she couldn't pick me up from the North Avenue Station and I also couldn't get the car from where it's parked in Philam because she's cramming something til 3am. The Result: I had to trek from the station to the Pink Ugly Thing known as the FootBridge, cross Edsa and cross West Avenue as well.

I think I might wanna faint na.

Ay lintikan. Ang sakit ng dibdib ko. Bwiset na ubo to oo.