6.01.2008
My house is a sauna


Currently my air conditioner's broken and my house is at exactly 85 degrees. I am hot, sweaty, and irratated. Oh the pros and cons of summer. Today was one of those days you slighty remember due to lack of sleep. I woke up today at 7:00am to get ready for a meeting at work at 9. After hitting the snooze button about 3 times, I finally got up at 8:30. I didn't have time for a shower, so I threw on some clothes I found on my floor and headed to the mall (I brush my teefs though). The whole meeting was a total blur to me. All I can remember is playing a team building game with co-workers, which I completely cheated and moved my game piece to the finish place, because I wasn't in the mood for board games and trivia.

After the two hour meeting ended Danielle and I walk outside. Feeling the mid-day heat hit our faces, we decide to go to the beach. We went home to change and headed to the Oceanfront hitting slight traffic. We get there and park by a meter, and I felt really good. I love the beach during tourist season. There are so many different people that visit here, and it'sperfect for people watching. Five mintues of scoping the place out, we find a spot to sit. I walked towards the water and I let my feet feel the water. It was freezing and a jolt of coldness rushes throughout my lower body. I decided that I wasn't swimming today, so I run back our spot we claimed as ours, I rested my forehead on the beach towel and started thinking about everything that was rushing through my head. One depressing thing in particular made me contemplate more on the subject. I decide to put the though aside, and enjoy the day.












We leave an hour later, and I go home and lay on my head. I turned my TV on and I eventually doze off. Four hour later, I wake up feeling like It's morning. It did not feel a nap what-so-ever. Unfotunately I wake up with a rash around lips. I think I'm allergic to my sunblock that I had put on my face earlier today. It looks like I have herpes and I'm flaring. (I don't have herpes fyi.)


posted by emmanuel gamao.






1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I really need to talk to you. I mean, really. Not just a little talk about other people, or a talk about how everyone is being sucky, but a talk between you and me about you and me. My relation with you feels strained, and I want to talk to you about it. But I can't tonight and I'm sorry for even bringing it up when I can't yet talk, but expect a call tomorrow. Hopefully we're still hanging out.

June 6, 2008 at 4:42 PM

 

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