One day, you wake up feeling a wild jolt electrocuting some cells in your brain and you flash your eyes wide open wondering where you are. It happened to me today -- darn, of all days, it should have not been today!
My room was not blary -- it was just 5:45 in the morning. I can see stars falling on me (those stupid glow-in-the-dark stickers that I bought turned out to be useless) and the alarm on my phone just won't quit. I tried to close my eyes and give myself an eternity of slumber (calculated at 5 minutes) but I could not bring myself to doze off anymore.
So anyways, I pulled myself up from the bed, literally dragged my arse to the shower, praying that the cold water would finally find its way into waking up my senses. Unfortunately, its way of shaking me was not the one I wished for. I nearly slipped in the bathroom floor (talk about the start of a bad day). Good thing I held on to somethin or else, I would have gone bonkers.
"Wake up, Balot", I mumbled to myself. "Gather yourself up."
The shower helped a little. Pulled on some white tee and khaki jeans for work, had my cup of coffee and took off. Traffic was not so bad and in a jiffy, here I am in the office already. I am currently trying to assess the bad vibes... There is nothing to feel bad or sad about actually. Maybe it's just one of those hormonal imbalances at this time of the month. Yep, maybe. I always get into this rollercoaster of emotions -- feeling really, really down without REALLY knowing why...
aarrggghhh...
My room was not blary -- it was just 5:45 in the morning. I can see stars falling on me (those stupid glow-in-the-dark stickers that I bought turned out to be useless) and the alarm on my phone just won't quit. I tried to close my eyes and give myself an eternity of slumber (calculated at 5 minutes) but I could not bring myself to doze off anymore.
So anyways, I pulled myself up from the bed, literally dragged my arse to the shower, praying that the cold water would finally find its way into waking up my senses. Unfortunately, its way of shaking me was not the one I wished for. I nearly slipped in the bathroom floor (talk about the start of a bad day). Good thing I held on to somethin or else, I would have gone bonkers.
"Wake up, Balot", I mumbled to myself. "Gather yourself up."
The shower helped a little. Pulled on some white tee and khaki jeans for work, had my cup of coffee and took off. Traffic was not so bad and in a jiffy, here I am in the office already. I am currently trying to assess the bad vibes... There is nothing to feel bad or sad about actually. Maybe it's just one of those hormonal imbalances at this time of the month. Yep, maybe. I always get into this rollercoaster of emotions -- feeling really, really down without REALLY knowing why...
aarrggghhh...
