420 words: Too lazy to think.

Where have I been? It’s been quite a very long time since I haven’t visited this site. Hmmm. Let’s just say, I was very busy with my job. Yeah. Was. And oh, am. There has been a lot of things that happened to me. I was busy doing stuffs and organizing some pseudo-outings and phony reunions, whatsoever. But I digress.

Well, have you ever tried like drinking the whole night and stopping only when you feel the heat of the sun on your skin? I have. And, I only took a nap for about an hour.  After that, I went home. Drunk, yes. Sleepy, of course. Unfortunately, some passengers just can’t understand why hygeine is important. Argghh. There was this guy who I believe was drunk as well who smelled like reek. Geez, you don’t want to pong  that sweaty armpit.

So, when I got home, I took an-hour shower. In the shower I use a water activated gel cleanser, then a honey almond body scrub, and on the face an exfoliating gel scrub. Then I apply an herb-mint facial mask which I leave on for 10 minutes while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always use an after shave lotion with little or no alcohol, because alcohol dries your face out and makes you look older. Then moisturizer, then an anti-aging eye balm followed by a final moisturizing protective lotion. Nah, I’m not the serial psycho killer Patrick Bateman in American Psycho (2000).

I just love shower. It makes me sober. With only an hour sleep, I headed for school for a Mother’s-day celebration. Well, we love our chairperson. She made us bigheaded. She defended us during our university days.  She allowed us to play Defense of the Ancient (DotA) in our computer laboratory. On top of that, she topped the Licensure Examination for Teachers (LET). Who doesn’t love that? We are just too proud. Uh, am I telling a story here? Probably. So much for that.

After school, some officemates decided to hit the bottle of vodka. Hmmm, sounds like I’m gonna be drunk again. Drunk plus drunk equals sober. Sounds great, huh? So, after four shots, I guess, I decided to go home. I just can’t imagine myself being so drunk I’d crawl on the bathroom floor. And so, that was it.

So, what am I trying to convey here? Okay, what I’m trying to say is that I was busy. I am busy. And, I will be busy. And, I don’t have much time for writing.

Okay. I have to be back reading ‘The Magic Fan.’

Days of The Dead Living

I am a walking zombie, a dead meat. The difference is that a zombie is a dead person brought to life. Me? I am a living person brought to death. But, we look the same – someone who had been to hell and was sent back to earth to feed on human flesh.

I haven’t had sleep for the past 24 hours. And the last time I had a spoonful of rice was yesterday’s lunch. Oh, isn’t that great? Just an ordinary wakeful nights and hungry days. Sometimes I just want to be a vampire, so I don’t feel guilty of not being able to sleep at night. So it won’t be sinful, staring at clocks and waiting for it to slap me that it’s already 4 or 5 o’clock in the morning.

That’s why I hate seeing friends. I just can’t refuse their alluring invitations to play DotA, or Silkroad Online. I just can’t turn down their offers to compete and have fun in mIRC’s trivia channels. And I just can’t say no when they ask to level up our Friendster accounts.

Now, I’m doomed. Something’s running inside my stomach, and I feel like  puking my innards. I feel like I’m drunk without even licking a drop of alcoholic drink. I felt dizzy, and the world just can’t stop turning. The cup of coffee I had this morning just can’t stop my eyelids from closing. So, if any of you could teach me the art of sleeping with eyes open, then we should start the session. Now! Or do you know the best stimulant besides coffee, dark chocolates, or coke, because they aren’t just as effective as caffeine?

By the way, it’s good to be back after two weeks.