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The Best Incident Of My 2007.*

January 6, 2008

There were five minutes left before 10 o’clock when I squinted at the numbers on my phone’s clock.  I was running late for work!  Moments later, the bus I was riding reached EDSA Ortigas.  I jumped out of it and started practicing my brisk walking techniques I learned in college (as I always left my apartment exactly the time my classes started) until I got to the steps of pedestrian overpass.

Realizing I still had 15 minutes before office could declare me a sluggish employee, I decided to forget the time pressure and relaxed a bit; wishing my calculation of distance and time between Megamall and our building fits well in real life.  And besides, there was a cute guy ahead of me whom I didn’t want to lose sight of.  Thought I could be a stalker for one morning.  So, I enjoyed the walk, with music through my headset, while I was crossing overpass. I also played random things in my imagination and even came up with a hypothetical notion, what if, in some unexplainable earthly manner, you slip in front of people who are unknown to you? That’s barely possible, I thought, answering my own question. I continued walking and entertained other things in my head, including the guy ahead.

I then reached the other end of overpass and descended the stairs along with hundreds of people, who maybe were just as late as I was.  I used my legs’ muscles no differently when I descend any other staircase.  But roughly six steps away from the level ground, I shook hands with mr. gravity.  My body suddenly refused the standard vertical position and landed on my butt.  OMG, I stumbled!  At a public place!  In smart casual clothing!  At that time of the day… when the sun reigns powerfully in the sky!

For a second or so, people kept on running down while I am still in an uncomfortable position. They didn’t seem to pour attention on me, though I know they were seriously biting their tongues to not let a single laugh escape their mouths.  In next to no time, I got up with ruffled dignity. 

As I continued walking to office, I felt amusingly funny; that is, of course, while my body was exploding adrenaline.  I was feeling funny more than ashamed.  To make me be in a normal mood again, I groped my phone in my pocket and changed the music I was listening to. I scanned the track list and played Nothing in This World.  It was alleviating, a bit. Wasn’t my fave song, but its feel-good tune helped.  I yet craved for more comfort.  So, I ran to 7/11 and bought myself a Big Uhaw of Mountain Dew with lots of ice.  I arrived at the office even before the music ended.  I was late, but I didn’t mind.  I put down my things and ran straight to my officemate’s cubicle and narrated to her the hilarious experience.

 

 

 

  -–> I cleaned my face with oil control film just before I started my work that day and wasn’t surprised with the result.

  

 

And oh, the guy aforementioned?  I lost him.  Obviously.

 * Took place on Aug 13, 2007, Monday.

 

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I Am An Idealist.

Out of purposelessness this one lazy Saturday midnight, I just decided to surf the internet and visited a number of my friends’ blogsites.  In one blog, I saw a link of a personality test site, which I clicked out of curiosity.  In that test site, I saw a list of outrageous personality tests like what’s your pizza personality, how much is your life worth, what does your favorite color say about you, and what are the chances you’ve been abducted by an alien.  Anyway, found one that sort of stirred my interest, it’s called the three question personality test.  Obviously, the test only consists of three questions, which I answered frivolously.  In all fairness, the result truly says a lot about my personality, in one way or another.


Your Personality Is
Idealist (NF)

You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.
You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.

You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.
Your heart tends to rule you. You can’t make decisions without considering feelings.

You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.
Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.

In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.

At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.

With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.

As far as your looks go, you’ve likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.

On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.

Although the last sentence is non-existent in my life, should I have the money, or had I born as Henry Sy’s daughter, I would really do charity work, particularly help orphanages.

On the other hand, I can say that paragraph two and six are the strongest descriptions. I’m sure if my close friends will read this, they’ll agree.

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Betamax

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A few years ago I was living in the top floor of an apartment building in city on the west coast of the U.S.. I would sleep with the door to the balcony open every night.

One night I awoke with a start at a vibration in the room. The bed began shaking violently, causing me to leap from it nude, in fear and confusion. I felt as if something must have been hiding under the bed, so I kicked at it and demanded it come out and show it self.

Then out of the corner of my eye I saw a small cylinder of metal, not larger than the joint of a finger, and it was resting just inside the open door leading to the balcony. My vision seemed to zoom in on it, and everything else in the room became almost too bright to look at. The cylinder seemed to fill my field of view with out actually growing in size.

I felt the need to call out, but my voice seized in my throat. My blood seem to stop in its veins. My body froze. Paralyzed. I was held by force unseen, and it lifted my body from the hardwood floor and into the air. In my mind I fought with all my might to move and break the invisible vice. I could not break it, and it rotated my body so I was now levitating diagonally.

My thoughts ran together in a mess, nothing was coherent but it was all at once. I felt my sentience being drawn out of me, sucked into the night air out side beyond the balcony. I began to black out, my vision fading, a blackness crawling from the corners of my eyes into every I could see. The hold over my body ceased, and I could feel my self rushing back towards the floor, though my thoughts didn’t match up with my body, the lagged behind with my slowly blackening vision. I remember thinking that if I couldn’t call out I would probably injure my head in the fall and bleed to death before help arrived.

Then I blacked out before I could realize I hit the floor.

I woke up as usual in bed in the morning.

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