I could have had a ♥ attack!!!!!

I woke up feeling dreadfully awful because of some damn dream… I dreamt of looking at the list of PNLE passers given to me by my senior schoolmate. She told me that it’s the November ’09 result and that the result came in early because of technology. She said she wasn’t able to see my name on it. I flipped the pages and saw the name “January”, only it has a different surname… Suddenly I thought I would cry… men! And then I looked at the front page and it wasn’t Nov’09, it was June’09… whew! Still it was a bad dream and It sure felt like the real thing! I woke up and then I sighed… some nightmares just wouldn’t go…

And then we went to UM Matina after breakfast to get our Christmas gift… My cousins and I felt a little adventurous that morning and The Ampatuan’s mansion is something we just can’t resist. So we breathe in courage and off we drove to Juna Subdivision! We can’t find it at first with the maze-like boulevard and large houses around… We decided to go back home after a few rounds in the region when ‘lo and behold! We saw the exact same gate we saw only in Newspapers Nationwide. It was unbelievably quiet and there were no big armed men around, only the deserted mansion and the equally deserted houses and street. Oh well… Turns out the same excitement we anticipated on driving over to Tsampaka at night and venturing over a hotspot in the metro didn’t do justice on our exaggerated adrenaline rush! We went home still feeling slumped over our lame adventure, if you call it as such!

I went to the pits in the afternoon because I’m scheduled for my tooth extraction. Now I wouldn’t be able to literally “smile to the ears”. Damn tooth! I’m scheduled for cleaning and fluoride brush next week... I hope my dentist would be kind enough to treat me for the yummy brownies icecream.

And just so I thought the day would be better. It got a lot worst! I rode the cheapest transportation in town (The jeepney alright!) and almost got myself into a big trouble… It’s a humid afternoon and the traffic didn’t cooperate with us either so when our ride was suddenly almost got hit by the raging taxi, the jeepney driver got so furious he went out and dared the taxi driver for a fight... The poor taxi driver just sat frozen in his seat… Who wouldn’t? Our driver held a big metal bar on his hand… Everyone inside the jeepney just sat in silence and froze.. I almost thought of intervening if something bad happens.. Thank God! He came to his senses.. otherwise I would have had to ride another jeepney back home and will get another batch of people staring at my poor numb lips mouthing “bayad po” in harelip style.