I have been unattached with myself for the past few days, Solitary Confinement nearly found itself in the wastebasket.
***
It was a bouncy way to wrap up the scorching month of April. I went out with Aya yesterday. Since graduation, going out is such a big deal to me. I have always brought up how “homey” my summer has become. Throughout the schooling hiatus, I always seized college errands to meet friends. And when I said college errands, I meant two occasions (only) ─ last 23rd and yesterday.
Basically, the two of us went out to “escort” each other. She accompanied me to school to submit the requirements for medical clearance and I accompanied her on a medical check-up.
I never saw Aya for a month but well, we exchange text messages at times (look who’s texting now! :> haha. I learned that my phone was subscribed to “superduperunlimited” on the second week of April, so why not take advantage of the mischance? :p) Nevertheless, texting is somehow barely akin to a personal dialogue so boy, how glad was I to see someone, hear someone, smell someone (sniff her! she smells strawberry!) and feel someone beyond the perimeter of home.
‘Course, what better way to kill travel time than chitchat! We spent the whole bus ride speaking in between yawns. It was 7:31 in my phone clock and 7:41 in hers when we left Bulacan. Most people our age aren’t awake yet that time so what do we think are we doing leaving the outskirts of our home. . .no doubt our mouths involuntary unseal cave wide.
We reached Pasig past 9. Going to a big operating hospital is a first time to me in years. Medical City is such a sanctuary. The contemporary, elegant structure captivated my windows. I love the location, the neighboring places, the tiles, the landscape and the secured feeling it provides. I never considered being admitted to the hospital than malling + shopping this bad. Take note, for mallrats who poorly dub milkshakes as frappes, there’s nothing like being confined in a medical institution with a Starbucks (Disclaimer: I am not a mallrat who dubs milkshakes as frappes. I’ve never purchased anything from this coffee shop.).
Another first time in years: elevator ride. That almost-theme-park-ride-feeling…oh it made me wobbly. For all I know, I have not figured the elevator buttons in my whole life. This is my fair share of the crappy basic-things-ignorance. Anyway, elevators are never a part of my everyday life and elevators are rarely incorporated in my everyday life. Before yesterday, the last time I rode the up-down platform was last April 21, 2007. It was a reviewmate’s birthday and we visited V-Mall where the elevator [buttons] is operated by an assistant. I do not know if she came noticing it but I was observing Aya and all those people pushing the buttons. What I got clearly is I have to push the destination button inside the elevator. Then they have this hold button which basically…holds (course) the door for those who are coming in. I am not sure if my instincts are right with that up-down in every floor prior to the elevator ride. Guess I will try it out myself next time and I gotta look smart. :)
I am not quite sure if this is one more first time in years or plainly first time in my whole sixteen years of existence─ I used the stairway, the backdoor stairway! (What do you really call it, eh?) Remember chasing scenarios in movies? All those breathtaking (literally for the actors) scenes? Hey wait, that’s way general, okay. [for Heroes viewers] Remember when Matt Parkman handcuffed Ali Larter (because I cannot recall anymore if she was playing Niki or if she was playing Jessica then.)? [for everyone] Remember where in the hotel Dao Ming Si collapsed from shivering when she went out with Shan Cai? This is a really petty kwento but a first time is always a first time. Aya and I landed on the wrong floor. We went up in the 6th floor but when we got there she thought we were on the wrong floor. She guessed we have to be in the 7th floor. We’re just one floor away so why not take the staircase. But turned out the canteen was on the 2nd floor, and well, we ended up again in the elevator.
So much for my elevator-stairway tale.
I am glad Aya’s restoring to health now. Things are normalizing for her. Dr. Mary Queen Florencio-Villegas (I was looking at her nameplate all the time, how could I not remember!) told her her thyroid gland secretion would took time to stabilize. Overall, she’s getting okay. She was just upset she no longer has access to the elevator pass in UST. Haha. :) I just knew about the elevator pass yesterday. In the five-storey building where she attends, those who have a condition have access to the elevator. So for the entire second semester, she enjoys the perks of “having a condition,” no longer enduring the craps of scaling to the 5th floor. But then again, she has to climb her way to her class. Aren’t you changing floors? :D
Five jeepneys, three buses and three cabs. The day actually greeted us with a mishap─ endocrinologist’s not yet in there’s no other way to kill time than squander our bills and coins, make way to Katips to secure my medical clearance and go back to Medical City. Yesterday was really a circuit trip.
***
Hey it’s May. And before I know it, June befalls. Someone and something’s (shouldn’t I use are? I have to subjects but I just can’t picture a some word mingling with are) telling me I gotta cut loose the ingesting and shed off the extra-extra pounds. T_T
***
“Ang laki rin pala ng Pilipinas noh?”Compelled by the view from the twelfth floor, the words break loose from Aya’s lips.
It was a bouncy way to wrap up the scorching month of April. I went out with Aya yesterday. Since graduation, going out is such a big deal to me. I have always brought up how “homey” my summer has become. Throughout the schooling hiatus, I always seized college errands to meet friends. And when I said college errands, I meant two occasions (only) ─ last 23rd and yesterday.
Basically, the two of us went out to “escort” each other. She accompanied me to school to submit the requirements for medical clearance and I accompanied her on a medical check-up.
I never saw Aya for a month but well, we exchange text messages at times (look who’s texting now! :> haha. I learned that my phone was subscribed to “superduperunlimited” on the second week of April, so why not take advantage of the mischance? :p) Nevertheless, texting is somehow barely akin to a personal dialogue so boy, how glad was I to see someone, hear someone, smell someone (sniff her! she smells strawberry!) and feel someone beyond the perimeter of home.
‘Course, what better way to kill travel time than chitchat! We spent the whole bus ride speaking in between yawns. It was 7:31 in my phone clock and 7:41 in hers when we left Bulacan. Most people our age aren’t awake yet that time so what do we think are we doing leaving the outskirts of our home. . .no doubt our mouths involuntary unseal cave wide.
We reached Pasig past 9. Going to a big operating hospital is a first time to me in years. Medical City is such a sanctuary. The contemporary, elegant structure captivated my windows. I love the location, the neighboring places, the tiles, the landscape and the secured feeling it provides. I never considered being admitted to the hospital than malling + shopping this bad. Take note, for mallrats who poorly dub milkshakes as frappes, there’s nothing like being confined in a medical institution with a Starbucks (Disclaimer: I am not a mallrat who dubs milkshakes as frappes. I’ve never purchased anything from this coffee shop.).
Another first time in years: elevator ride. That almost-theme-park-ride-feeling…oh it made me wobbly. For all I know, I have not figured the elevator buttons in my whole life. This is my fair share of the crappy basic-things-ignorance. Anyway, elevators are never a part of my everyday life and elevators are rarely incorporated in my everyday life. Before yesterday, the last time I rode the up-down platform was last April 21, 2007. It was a reviewmate’s birthday and we visited V-Mall where the elevator [buttons] is operated by an assistant. I do not know if she came noticing it but I was observing Aya and all those people pushing the buttons. What I got clearly is I have to push the destination button inside the elevator. Then they have this hold button which basically…holds (course) the door for those who are coming in. I am not sure if my instincts are right with that up-down in every floor prior to the elevator ride. Guess I will try it out myself next time and I gotta look smart. :)
I am not quite sure if this is one more first time in years or plainly first time in my whole sixteen years of existence─ I used the stairway, the backdoor stairway! (What do you really call it, eh?) Remember chasing scenarios in movies? All those breathtaking (literally for the actors) scenes? Hey wait, that’s way general, okay. [for Heroes viewers] Remember when Matt Parkman handcuffed Ali Larter (because I cannot recall anymore if she was playing Niki or if she was playing Jessica then.)? [for everyone] Remember where in the hotel Dao Ming Si collapsed from shivering when she went out with Shan Cai? This is a really petty kwento but a first time is always a first time. Aya and I landed on the wrong floor. We went up in the 6th floor but when we got there she thought we were on the wrong floor. She guessed we have to be in the 7th floor. We’re just one floor away so why not take the staircase. But turned out the canteen was on the 2nd floor, and well, we ended up again in the elevator.
So much for my elevator-stairway tale.
I am glad Aya’s restoring to health now. Things are normalizing for her. Dr. Mary Queen Florencio-Villegas (I was looking at her nameplate all the time, how could I not remember!) told her her thyroid gland secretion would took time to stabilize. Overall, she’s getting okay. She was just upset she no longer has access to the elevator pass in UST. Haha. :) I just knew about the elevator pass yesterday. In the five-storey building where she attends, those who have a condition have access to the elevator. So for the entire second semester, she enjoys the perks of “having a condition,” no longer enduring the craps of scaling to the 5th floor. But then again, she has to climb her way to her class. Aren’t you changing floors? :D
Five jeepneys, three buses and three cabs. The day actually greeted us with a mishap─ endocrinologist’s not yet in there’s no other way to kill time than squander our bills and coins, make way to Katips to secure my medical clearance and go back to Medical City. Yesterday was really a circuit trip.
***
Hey it’s May. And before I know it, June befalls. Someone and something’s (shouldn’t I use are? I have to subjects but I just can’t picture a some word mingling with are) telling me I gotta cut loose the ingesting and shed off the extra-extra pounds. T_T
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