17.8.06
I'm seeing a rainbow just now. Sigh. It's beautiful.
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I woke up panting last night. In my dream, I was being chased by some hideous-looking man. His face was almost unrecognizable because of tattoos. He looks like a Maori, or worse. He tried to rip me off but then I managed to pull away and run for my life. Fortunately, I gained consciousness right before he could grab me. I was wheezing though. And I felt as tired as I was in my dream.
I'm not sure if I'll be that quick if that happens in real life. I don't trust my reflexes sometimes. Coz they are most of times 2-5 seconds too late.
Narealize ko tuloy, I haven't encountered anything like that before. It's not that I want to, but I just wonder how I would react given a situation such as that. Will I be someone who would just die helpless, or will I be someone who would die combating. I'd like to think that I'll be the latter, but we'll never know.
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My palms are sweating. Tsk...Matagal ko na sakit to. I know it's gross, but that's just how it is.
Naalala ko tuloy, I was always hesitant to hold the hand of the person beside me during mass ("Our Father " part), buti na lang they don't practise that here. Haha. I can also remember how Karol laughed when we first held hands. He kept on teasing me coz he knew that sweaty palms are often aggravated by anxiety, which obviously at that time was caused by him holding my hand. It was just embarrassing.
When I got here in NZ, I barely sweat. Kaw na, nabubuhay ka sa loob ng fridge. I became optimistic that my palms would sweat less as well, completely oblivious of the fact that this condition is not entirely dependent on the environment's temperature. But to my dismay, my hands are as moist as usual. Especially, whenever I'm caught in unusual situations.
Naalala ko din tuloy, when I had my first driving lesson. Hala. My hands were cold and sweating. I kept lifting my hands when steering when in theory I should just let my palms slide through the wheel while it steers. The instructor noticed that and insisted the right way of doing it, but I had to reason out that that my palms just wouldn't slide. Haha. He burst out laughing. Gagong un!
Sigh. Why oh why?
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I'm sleepy! I just realized na walang kwenta tong sinusulat ko. Haha.
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I woke up panting last night. In my dream, I was being chased by some hideous-looking man. His face was almost unrecognizable because of tattoos. He looks like a Maori, or worse. He tried to rip me off but then I managed to pull away and run for my life. Fortunately, I gained consciousness right before he could grab me. I was wheezing though. And I felt as tired as I was in my dream.
I'm not sure if I'll be that quick if that happens in real life. I don't trust my reflexes sometimes. Coz they are most of times 2-5 seconds too late.
Narealize ko tuloy, I haven't encountered anything like that before. It's not that I want to, but I just wonder how I would react given a situation such as that. Will I be someone who would just die helpless, or will I be someone who would die combating. I'd like to think that I'll be the latter, but we'll never know.
...
My palms are sweating. Tsk...Matagal ko na sakit to. I know it's gross, but that's just how it is.
Naalala ko tuloy, I was always hesitant to hold the hand of the person beside me during mass ("Our Father " part), buti na lang they don't practise that here. Haha. I can also remember how Karol laughed when we first held hands. He kept on teasing me coz he knew that sweaty palms are often aggravated by anxiety, which obviously at that time was caused by him holding my hand. It was just embarrassing.
When I got here in NZ, I barely sweat. Kaw na, nabubuhay ka sa loob ng fridge. I became optimistic that my palms would sweat less as well, completely oblivious of the fact that this condition is not entirely dependent on the environment's temperature. But to my dismay, my hands are as moist as usual. Especially, whenever I'm caught in unusual situations.
Naalala ko din tuloy, when I had my first driving lesson. Hala. My hands were cold and sweating. I kept lifting my hands when steering when in theory I should just let my palms slide through the wheel while it steers. The instructor noticed that and insisted the right way of doing it, but I had to reason out that that my palms just wouldn't slide. Haha. He burst out laughing. Gagong un!
Sigh. Why oh why?
...
I'm sleepy! I just realized na walang kwenta tong sinusulat ko. Haha.
// posted by jaena*** @ 15:47 
