As I type this, it feels like my head is going to explode. It hurts sooo much. I couldn't sleep early because I have just woken up. I guess it's eye strain. I just realized that I was free from wearing eyeglasses for a month now. Yeah. LIKE A BOSS. I just don't like wearing it. HASSLE. But what will I do? My life is dependent on the internet. This is me everyday. Even though its Christmas and there's so much to celebrate. The internet ate my lifestyle. This is what I did last Christmas eve. I just stayed here in my lousy room, planking in my bed staring at you Nobi. Browsing, commenting repeat till fade.
I just ate a little. It was my second rice meal since yesterday. Is it me alone who cannot eat because of getting full with food just by looking at them or just by smelling them? I know. It's kinda weird. I feel sick. I feel just like when I was diagnosed with anorexia. It scares me. I want to eat a lot, just like the old times when I am at home but I cannot. I am too lazy to get down. I am too cold to move around.
Christmas. It's the birth of Jesus. It's the first time I didn't think of myself. I realized that today is not for any of us but to God alone. I didn't wish for anything. As I say my prayer in the church early this morning, I can't thank God enough for all His kindness. Although I am a bummer now and feels useless, at least I have something I can call HOME. Safe and sound, with so much feasting and celebration. That's why I felt annoyed until now when someone greets me Merry Christmas as if today is my birthday. Yeah. I AM ANNOYED. Specially on Facebook. Srsly? You will greet every single person who's online? Uggh..
I felt relieved when I found out that we are not the only family who do not celebrate Christmas eve like we celebrate New Year's. Since a child, I always thought of this. WHY NO CELEBRATE NOCHE BUENA? While our neighbors have videoke and fireworks and everything. But as time pass by, I just got used to it. Christmas, Javier style, celebrates it in the morning just right after we have heard mass. Children will come to our house with their parents asking for Christmas treats. I remember when I was younger, only relatives visit us. But now, Mother of God... WHO THE HELL ARE THESE PEOPLE??? But still, giving is the essence of Christmas, so yeah. Merry Christmas!
Half of the day, I spent it in Manila. Jay and I accompanied Ninang Paula to NAIA3, then straight ahead to Glorietta to treat ourselves. Unfortunately the malls will open at 12. It was 11am when we got there. I was freaking hungry so we ate to somewhere available: Luk Yuen. Ugggh. We should have went home earlier instead. Pffft.
And when we arrived home, I was really sleepy. But when I went here to my room as I opened Nobi, all my senses got back. So there. I was trolling Christmas day. Then Botchog came and I was really surprised! And then I told her about my iPod Nano5, selling it. She was decided to buy it right away. I was just joking but she was damn serious. And then Jose Rizal came through our terrace. And we got pictures. And then they left. And I fell asleep. Then I woke up, with this head, screwing! -The End-
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