gross

It's almost 4 in the morning and here I am still wide awake and doing something completely unmentionable here. Nah, don't get any bright ideas. If you really must know--and I reckon you don't, I just want to really gross you out, haha!--I'm sitting on the great white throne getting rid of my bodily wastes. Sleep always evades me, most especially at night, but add to that an upset stomach and you got yourself a veritable reason for unwilingly pulling an all-nighter. Darn.

To think I'd be travelling back to Manila in a few short hours. I'd probably be dead tired again and sleep on the goddamn bus five minutes into boarding it. Not a good thing at all since the last time it happened I very nearly slept my way through my intended destination. I woke up exactly as the bus was pulling to a stop at the FX terminal. If I'd woken up even just ten seconds later, I would have been on the way to the bus terminal and forced to commute via jeepney with a heavy bag to boot [not that I consider it beneath me to ride a jeep, but I really would prefer to ride an airconditioned FX when I'm hot and sweaty from carrying a heavy bag--I'm sure you would too]. Talk about a close call.

So, back to the present. By this time I'm pretty much, ahem, relieved and currently lying sideways on the bed next to Inay Po and typing away here. I really should be going to sleep now. Hopefully Mister Sandman would be merciful and visit me any moment now. Hope you got as far as here despite being grossed out by the first paragraph. Harhar. Till next time. And a good morning to you too.