上海讓我睡覺吧!

我到達了上海在下午四點. 天氣是冷的, 并且也是下雨的, 公路交通還是可怕的! 但是上海城市視圖如此給催眠, 我在公路沒有感覺時間飛得快. 吃了晚餐以後, 我去黄浦江沿去看夜上海.

東方明珠的影子

我上海的旅館是好困難睡覺的. 第一夜在四點半早上當我睡覺時, 突然我床旁邊的鬧鐘敲響了! 早先客人忘記把這個鬧鐘關閉. 但願我可能它入這個鬧鐘在那客人的肛門.

在第二個晚上, 再發生在四點早上再當我睡覺時. 這次, 我的電話敲響了, 人在電話說他是我的車夫, 他說他必須駕駛我到機場, 他告訴我將快一點下樓. 我令感到驚訝, 我北京的飛機騎仍然是在下午吧. 我問他找誰? 他說他有一長紙有寫我的英語名字, 但是他不能讀英語. 如此我下樓找他, 他站在大廳的公電話邊, 揮那長紙有寫... Andy Tan. 我大聲叫 "我不是 Andy Tan!!"

讓我睡覺吧!

Los Seguidor de la Tempestad

A storm raged through our little city and flooded our neighborhood 2 weeks ago that if I were to go work on foot, I had to wade in water all the way to the office. Anyway I was in manila that time and I missed the waterworld fun everybody had back home.

Stormchasers

And right after I got back from manila last week, my family went on a vacation to hong kong, only to find that the same storm that battered our city 2 weeks ago also had hong kong on its path, and my family got there in time for the storm. They couldn’t just get enough of that raging rain cloud.

Shanghai Thursday

My family just got back from their stormy vacation and I just booked a flight to shanghai this Thursday, never been to shanghai so maybe I’ll stay there for a couple of days then head to beijing thereafter. Last time I was in beijing was 5 years ago and this trip might be the closest time I can be in this chinese city before the 2008 olympics. I wonder if they do have their stadium ready by now, and I hope those cities aren’t on the path of that same storm.

I’m tired of coming up with spanish titles for my last blog entries when I don’t even know if I got the words right, I should try to brush up my mandarin instead before thursday.

La Pierna Duele

I flew back to manila yesterday morning. I instinctively packed into my travelling bag my shampoo and comb, only to remember after I got here in manila that I have been bald more than a month ago.

A couple of days before I got here in manila, events were too unfortunate for ariel, he got himself into another car accident and yet still the lucky bastard got out alive

(see his previous car accident)

For peter, we had our regular rounds of beer at his house last Friday night since he’s getting married next month and his bachelor days are numbered. At 2 in the morning and tired of being friends for 18 years, we decided to take each other out on his lawn for a change. I tried to use this maneuver I learned from ariel to lock his right arm but he outsmarted me and landed a kick to my left thigh which left me screaming mad and waking up the rest of his neighborhood at that hour. He helped me up and we went on drinking another bottle of beer.

When peter kicked me, beer took his inhibitions to neverland and his blow landed with full force unto my thigh, it hurted like hell. We drove off later that night to grab something to eat, we ended up in this little vendors shack and hell I stumbled on my way in because of my thigh and I tried to mumble that my leg hurts, though nobody inside would believe me because me and peter both smelt of alcohol, and that was a perfect tumbling drunken entrance.

Yesterday night I got some 30 roses for this girl carelle I had my heart on. I arranged the roses at my room for about half an hour, went over to her place only to find ourselves rearranging the whole bouquet to fit in her vase.

Sangrado Dos Veces

I woke up two mornings to find my nose bleeding, and I also had some blood in my morning spit on the second time my nose bleed. The probable cause I suppose is my late night drinking habits and perhaps too much depression too.

First time it bled was last Saturday morning, I had to drive to the airport at dawn to fetch my parents and hell my nose bled and my shirt had crimson splotches all over, my father saw me bleeding in the car and he suggested that not to be at my office and sleep the morning away, though he never doubted me being at a fistfight at 8am. I had to pass that Saturday night without hanging out at jason’s mango tree for beer.

The second time it bled was yesterday morning, the morning after me and ariel hanged out at the concert grounds of Santana. Actually we just sat outside the concert grounds, the tickets were way too high for ariel’s budget and besides we could hear gregg rolie sing from outside. Ariel was driving so we sat there for a couple of songs and soon headed out for booze, we didn’t drink much though. Anyway the second morning it bled, blood gushed out to my pillow and I was too sleepy and it was also too soon to bother myself again this time about nasal hemorrhage, since the last one happened only 2 days ago so I continued to sleep mindlessly. I did spit out blood in my sink thereafter and to save me from concerns, I just kept in mind that the blood from my nose probably found its way to my throat out to my mouth.

Tomorrow I’ll be driving my parents back to the airport at dawn, and for the love of hypnos, damn nose don’t you bleed because I need to sleep. Sometimes I think I must have been picking my nose that hard in my sleep.