Sleep...sleeeeep........

What time is it? I think it's past 12 or even 1 o'clock in the morn. Why can't I sleep? I need to sleep right now because my family and I are leaving early for a trip to Medina. They told me to sleep come 10:30 pm. I couldn't. I can't. When can I? Only God knows.

Is this insomnia? A condition where I dare not imagine even in my wildest dreams? Why can't I sleep???This isn't good. THIS CAN'T BE GOOD.

A few years ago, I bought a book titled "Sleepless in Manila". It was all about insomniacs and insomnia. I just read it without fear. Why should I think of insomnia? I sleep like a baby in a comfy cradle being lullabied with a caring mother in a cool night with stars shining bright and the moon glowing lazily in the black, serene sky. Woah! Where did that come from???

Fast forward today (not tonight anymore), and I CAN'T SLEEP. I'm like a baby in a comfy cradle hanging precariously from a cliff by some flimsy, 3rd-class thread being frightened by the crashing waves below me with a cloudy night that is hinting of rain. I NEVER EXPERIENCED ANYTHING LIKE THIS. It's frightening! And now I'll say this (complete with a gasping, choking desperate voice): "Heeeeeeeeeeeelppppppppp!!!!".

Maybe I'll watch some tv, or write something or google. Sis just popped out of the door and asked why I'm awake. Argh. Insomnia? Sugar rush brought by the Mountain Dew? A phase? Momentary insanity? Whoops!The dangling thread just broke. I'm now a baby falling into the darkness called insomnia.

Piece of Heaven

When Cristopher Columbus returned to Spain from his fourth voyage to the New World in 1502, he brought treasures to King Ferdinand. He brought almond-shaped seeds to the king. These seeds would change my life forever. These seeds are called cocoa beans, the source of all chocolate and cocoa products I love to devour today. From these seeds come chocolate, and my little drink of ambrosia and a slice of euphoria.

I always loved chocolate. It has been one of the top foods I would always eat in a parallel universe wherein eating the food would never do me harm even if I ate TONS of it. This summer though, my craving for it heightened to about 120% (no seriously just 20%). When my breakfast chocolate cereal wasn't found this morning, I got bummed out. Then I realized, I ate the whole of it the night before. Spanish explorer, Hernando Cortez, said chocolatl (chocolate drink) was "the divine drink ... which builds up resistance and fights fatigue". I have to agree with Cortez and say the same for chocolate in every form possible.

Actually I learned that a new study suggests that consumption of certain chocolate can modulate synthesis of certain hormone-like compounds, or eicosanoids, which may help to maintain cardiovascular health by reducing blood vessel vulnerability and platelet clumping (from cocoapro.com). That's very interesting.....and (whatever it means) it sounds very good. Also, there are ingredients in certain chocolate products that can retard tooth decay. And we all know the famous "chocolate can help you feel loved" because it releases certain chemicals to your body (at least, that's what I think....). Well now, I'm taken!

Chocolate, for all its worth, is not only the product of some seeds, but a whole lot more. For all the people it comforted and fed & all the mouths that consumed it, it deserves praise. Theobroma cacao, the scientific name of the cacao plant, is "food for the gods" when translated in Greek (yeah!I'm a god!!!). That just goes to show that chocolate is divine and a piece of heaven.

Sun Allergy??

You know you're staying way too much indoors when you become like a confused and dazed old fool when you step outside for awhile when the sun is shining. I admit it, I HAVE THE POTENTIAL TO BECOME A CREATURE OF THE NIGHT. It's summer but.....why don't I feel the urge to go out to bask in the sun's glow???

When I stepped on the roofdeck, the sun was shining in its full glory. I, like having a allergy, reacted with squinting my eyes like there was no tomorrow and gasping breaths (like I was dying or something). These are the scenarios that might have followed:

• Hiss because my skin is sizzling and turning into ashes
• Cover my blody with my cape and run off for cover
• Go into a trance and declare "I see the light!!"
• Screech, melt and become ooze
• Become millions of bats and fly off into the night!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Seriously though, my sun exposure isn't that perfect. The whole morning, my time is devoted to the tv and computer while come afternoon, I'm found in my bed sleeping till the sun is hiding in the lofty horizon. Then, I'll wake up and become a bat!!!!!!!!!!

I will become a sunworshipper soon. I will soak in Vitamin D like my life depended on it. But right now......can someone get me an aspirin and some shades???

Cloudy Skies

It's wonderful to break the monotony of life, even though you didn't do it in any way possible. I woke up as always but the sun didn't unbearably shine as always (what am I a vampire or something?)but instead, a cloudy sky greeted my face. I didn't expect this to happen so I was terribly surprised and happy. With that, I went down and ate some cereal and for once, discussed about the unexpected weather (and mom told me a ship in Malaysia sunk because of bad weather...oh...).

It's not that I hate the sun and despise the sunny weather that is summer. I'm just so boored with it. I can't do anything with it (or not trying to). I know many people worship it nowadays and bask in its pretty glow. I do too, sometimes. But loathing boredom and a routine, I get easily unhappy when it's sunny everyday and you don't do anything but stare blankly into space most of the time. Cloudy days are welcome too. They add great relief to the dazzle of summer.

I'm being too ungrateful to summer. I'm happy it's summer, it's me that has a problem getting out of monotony and/or boredom.

It actually rained when I finished breakfast. It was more of a drizzle actually. But if my contentment was compared to the raindrops, it would be fat and pouring. If cloudy skies was my hobby, rain would be my little kid. Rain, for me, is the icing in my cloudy cake, the centerpiece of my table. I actually stopped to admire the small drops.

The sun and the clouds are now playing hide-and-seek (more like, the clouds are hiding the sun whenever they sought it). It's kinda nice. At least, nature breaks its routine sometimes and gives me a break.

Ughing

Ugh.ugh.ugh.ugh.Summer is so boooooring!!!!I don't know what to dooooo!I'm boored with my rouuutine!!!Ugh.

Somewhere, people are shouting for joy because summer is already rolling its dress so that they will now see how shining she is.Wohoo!Get a break.

I'm so tired right now. Tired of all this mundane days I'm having and toddally bored. The sad thing is, I don't want to do anything to make my boredom go away. I'm so lazy I can't even think of telling my feet to step somewhere besides the inside of my house. And whenever I do go out (more of necessity than anything else), its like "Dude, can I go back home now??". While that hollow voice is repeating over and over again, another voice is saying "Let's have fun!!!Let's eat somewhere!!!" and to shut it up, I'll sing "There's a hole in my pocket, my pocket, there's a hole in my pocket......" over and over and over and over again and again and.....again.

So, I hate boredom but I hate getting boredom out of my life. Empty, pathetic, ugh.

Circus and Geishas

This is me living in a circus somewhere in Egypt and this is me being a jester in 17th century England. What's missing here is, me in Cagayan de Oro staring blankly into space.

I plan to go to Paris, France. Or Venice with its canals and stop by at, oh I don't know.......Rome. Then I'll join the circus and become a firebreather. I'll fly off to Alaska and learn to fish. Go to Aspen and learn to ski. Travel back in time to meet Sayuri the geisha and Chiyo the girl. But wait a minute.......I won't do those dreamy things because I can't even get out of this freakin' city that I'm living. If I only went as far as Kauswagan this summer, how do you expect me to go to somehere like Greece???Dream on, Marlo. Get a life.

I envy the people who can go out-of-town this summer. I mean, I know I'll go out eventually, but, I want to go now (whiney.....whiney.....whiney......)!!! How I long to say Adieu or whatever. Right now, I can just say.....

How you doing?????

Till death do us part

What will I do today? The usual tv-sleep-read a book-sleep cycle (with plenty of eating time in between)???I don't know, it seems so boring all of a sudden. Isn't there something more better than this?

I'm not contented. Honestly, I want to go to summer school. I dunno, take Geometry or something? But placing "summer" and "school" side-by-side doesn't seem right. It's like you're saying peace and war are synonyms. I'll do it though if someone will accompany me. I'm just too bored to do anything right now.

Mom & Dad wants me to try Arnis. Ooh...a neighbor invited me (he was wearing white pants and all that martial arts stuff, he was what, 12??) and I politely (more like stutteringly) declined the offer. Where do they get these stuff??

Where do fishes go when they're stepped upon the snow? Or dried upon the sun to make bulad?

This isn't right. This is like a journal entry. Ugh. I'm sorry, I'll write somethng that at least resembles a consistent paragraph then a blabbering fool of sentences. Boredom...makes you do things that gives you the creeps.