Had an odd dream about some freak accident (I don't remember what happened) that left my left eye blind. I was confined and when the doctor broke the news to me I cried like a baby. My immediate thought was could I still be a skilled surgeon without stereoscopic vision? How important is depth perception in a field that requires..well.. surgical precision? And then I realized it wouldn't matter because I could mask my left eye and become an awesome ninja. Lolz silly me.

I received this text message just a few minutes ago:

"breaking down in d middle of d nayt isnt a very nice hobby.. but im doing it nvrtheless, still not used to it eh? then i was reminded of u. we are in d same boat. my ride isnt certain wen to end. its d journey dat kills me. i just hope things will beter sooner :( crybaby as i am. hope ur fine" (sic)

I am so not in a consoling mood right now. Odd how I can be so intolerant of other people's drama when I myself can be so easily reduced to a gushing funeral when things don't go my way. I cringe now when I read back on old posts. It's just crazy how I can lose myself. I suppose it's a good thing that I can look back and be utterly annoyed by my self-pity. Self-pity is like B.O., you can't smell it while you are soaking in it, but everyone else can. I remember though that it took a good round of SSRIs, a lot of yosi binging, a few good scriptures and quotes, family and most of all awesome friends to get me through. I can imagine now how heavy it must have been for them. Being a shoulder-to-cry-on = carrying a lot of dead, sobbing weight around. I guess it's my turn now? Suckage. Wala akong tyaga! I'll reply tomorrow. Maybe.

P.S. I want my own unbearably adorable puppy that can't get right-side-up.

I saw the Jabbawockeez at Glorietta yesterday with Roadrockafella and DL. Actually, "I got to watch them on the projection screen" would be more accurate. Glorietta park is just not the best venue for a crowd that size. Obviously, mall management underestimated Jaba's fanbase. Of course I am just bitter for not getting there early enough. I was also not at all excited about having a sauna experience fully clothed. If I didn't have a cold I would also be complaining of the stench of humans *transforms into an Agent*. Not being tall enough to see past the girl riding on her dad's shoulder or for that matter the batok of the person in front of me did NOT factor in at all to the shittiness of the experience.

JABBAWOCKEEZ SINGLE LADIES from Tiffanie Tayag on Vimeo.

The highlight of the night has got to be them dancing Single Ladies. Because it's just sexy. For me personally however, this is what makes the whole experience worth it: