Showing posts with label Tall tales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tall tales. Show all posts

Hablar Español es muy dificil

June 14. Back to aula ang drama ng ateh mo. Matapos ang isang buwan ng pagiging "idle" sa hindi pag-aaral ng Spanish ayan balik IC ulit ako bilang isang nivel seis na estudyante. Medyo venga kasi nag-skip ako ng nivel 5 dahil nagbago ang curriculum kaso nga lang hindi lang nivel ko tumaas kundi pati ang aking matricula.

Madaming pagbabago ang nangyayari--isa na diyan yung sked na 9-12 (mula sa pagiging 1-4 dati), panibagong mga kaklase, pakikisama at bagong professor.

Dahil First day, ayan na naman ang introduce yourself chenes na sobrang nahirapan ako dahil hindi ko na maalala ang preterito indefinido at perfecto. tsk. ayan kaya noong tinanong QUE HAS HECHO? tsug. sabog di na makasagot. Hay. Pati media noche nalimutan ko na. Hay ayan hindi kasi nag-aaral eh. On positive light(ayan gud news), naiintindihan ko naman halos yung sinasabi ng professor ko at mga kaklase ko.. hehehe

Dahil sa pangyayaring ito, naisip ko na dapat seryosohin ang pag-aaral nito, like mag-review naman bago pumasok o manood o makinig ng mga bagay bagay na related sa spanish. hay. sana maging maayus naman ang lahat...

Literary Travel

Mayee and I have this plan or dream (called it wishful thinking as you may) of doing a sort of literary travel where we'll go to different bookstores around the world. This idea came about when Mayee pop links of uniquely-designed bookstores. Here are some of them from Coolhunter:






This is the Selexyz Dominicanen, a bookstore built inside an old church in Maastricht, Netherlands. Marx + Girod are the creators of this masterpiece. I imagine me and Mayee walking through the corridors of this bookstore looking for books until our feets give up.

Another bookstore we want to visit is El Ateneo located in Buenos Aires, Argentina. This bookstore is built inside a former theater place. Asteeg! Here's some photos:







Wouldn't be nice to live like this: reading, traveling and bookshopping all in one adventure: Literay Travel.
Here's to this dream.... THE SECRET!!

A Vague Dream

Sometime ago, I had this dream of being killed—by my friends. At the onset of the dream or nightmare (for the term dream often connotes happy things), I sensed already that death is coming. An unstoppable event, predicament that made me accept and just wait for death to come. And so death arrives in the form of three hooded figures, all cloaked like dementors. As I sat in my couch, I thought why does God have to put me in this situation? I felt so scared at the thought of dying young. When the three figures approached me, the two held my hands in a sort of crucifixion way and the other one, lifted my head and aimed for my neck. But before the knife pass through my neck, I saw that the killers were actually my friends. Long time friends whom I known since forever (well at least to me it is). Sudden shocked creeps into my system before I lose my breath and darkness envelopes me. The nightmare ends there.

The morning after I asked my friend, Elea (who sorts of interprets dreams) about it. She told me that I’m just doing many things related perhaps to my friends or I’m doing too many things for other people. My unconscious is telling me to stop and to take a deep breath. Apparently, dreams aren’t so literal (thank God). I’m still alive so I guess no one is going to kill who here. In short, I’m just stressed out because I’m doing many things.


Sighs.

The Unbearable Pain of Wisdom Tooth

Several days ago life introduced me to a new pain called extracted impacted wisdom tooth via surgery and elevation technique. So what exactly is this pain?

1.it’s being injected by loads of anesthesia to supposedly make it ‘painless’ near the target tooth to be removed. At that time, I feel that my mouth is a pin cushion and the dentist, a tailor placing his pins in my red like-watermelon mouth.

2.having to endure being injected by anesthesia four or more times in a row. Damn anesthesia is not working.

3.discovering that wisdom tooth, a tooth that you don’t want to let go is actually useless and serve no purpose at all.

4.supporting the weight of your dentist’s hands thru your mouth as he struggles to eliminate ze wisdom tooth. Fingers placed inside your mouth is not a good sight. Tsk tsk

5.that indescribable sharp pain when the dentist used his screwdriver-like gadget inside your mouth and his tong-like tool to remove your wisdom tooth.

6.being reprimanded by your dentist because you groan and groan out of pain

7.watching Lake Placid ( a movie about killer alligators) while the dentist does his thing.

8.being told that it cost more than you thought it would cost.

9.bleeding profusely and being numbed all at the same time

10. slow agonizing death-like pain that makes you wonder that God is punishing you..

11.looking bloated or giving the impression that you have mumps
12.sudden lugaw-mamon diet
13.staring enviously as others eat real food (with real food I mean adobo, lechon kawali ganyan)
14.inability to do any physical activity (sayang magrun pa naman sa Sunday)
15.Inability to sleep
16.being dependent totally on pain relievers (cataflam’s my bestfriend now)
17.walking with hankies to hide the papaya-like swelling and with hair all place down in front (mala-Sadako ganun)
18. trying to evade certain officemates who labeled your swelling cheeks as "cute"

Lesson learned: better take care of your teeth or lose them all at the expense of your money.

I guess there’s always a first for everything and anything in this world. Honestly, I never this would be that painful physically and financially speaking. But I know after this week, I’m going to be okay and will resume to my normal diet.. hehehe
I’m not sad losing two wisdom tooth (as I was before) and losing another two in the coming months (you see I was blessed by 4 impacted wisdom tooth). What am I sad about is I can’t eat anything that I like. Bow.



*image taken somewhere from the Internet.