Being Lib ...or something like it

Monday, August 09, 2010

Baronausea

My sinus feels like exploding from the inside and giving me one hell of a headache.

I figured out that this must be because I swam for the longest time at boracay after five years and my sinus had not been used to being underwater, then I had myself flown up into the atmosphere when I took the plane back to manila a couple days ago, the sudden drop of pressure must have put my sinus into a goddam squeeze. It must be something like those bleeding nose syndromes those divers get after going back up to the sea level so fast. The weather hadn't been fine lately too, with all those rains and still the hot temperature and a lot of people getting sick about it, I was tired myself and I felt like getting sick too especially after I watched this very complicated movie 'inception' over the weekend which gave me a brain squeeze all together with my sinus. But all I got was just a runny nose, it was still a lot of trouble anyway because it was leaking like a broken faucet. I even figured it out while riding in the rail transit why phlegm in your nose is sticky, so that it wont drip down so easily, and give you enough time to pull out your goddam hankerchief. And at the rate that it leaked, I was carrying the hotel's toilet paper with me when I go out. The hotel didn't complain that the toilet paper rolls go missing every morning in my room anyway.
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I was betting on spain to win the football world cup last month, I don't watch football that much but I could tell that they had a pretty good line up for the world cup, they still had that torres guy who beat the crap out of all the other teams in the euro cup two years ago. I don't wager good money in sports games but if only I did, I shall be thanking the hell out of the spanish team because they did win the world cup. I was still happy they won, but the whole spanish people was going bonkers overnight, like they were betting with their lives on the game than just money, it was all over the news right after the games. The next day I was still watching the spanish channel over dinner because I wanted to see more of the spaniards going crazy over their world cup glory, or anything about the recent bull run festival which was as crazy anyway, but all they were showing was just some stupid cooking show where I could barely make out the spanish recipes. After a while I found out that all the three chefs were actually wearing the spanish football uniforms under their aprons, and that was when it hit me, I want one of those spanish football shirts too.

I found some of those football uniforms when I got here in manila, and I swear I could have bought a piece if not for my conscience giving me a whole lot of inceptions not to buy the goddam thing.

It is very expensive

It is very lightweight, the wind can slap my back cold anytime

I don't play football

I am not spanish

Puedo hablar apenas espanyol

Mere novelty

I must have made so much trouble with the store clerk asking for the sizes and spend so much time in the mirror thinking about buying it and not buy it in the end at all, she didn't look so annoyed though, I guess she got used to it after facing all sorts of customers everyday, I couldn't be the most annoying if I think about it that way. I could have bought it for our reunion in boracay weeks ago though, because it does look like those colorful beach costumes.