I have finally decided to push through with my tonsillectomy. The benefits outweigh the risks involved so I have decided to give it a go.

I'll be out of the blogging world for about three days. I do not think Manila Doctors has Wi-Fi hotspots in their rooms. But if there will be, then good! Internet smooching here I come! Haha!

So if my hunch is correct, I'll be a caveman for at least 3 days. Hopefully by that time, the operation would have been successful in terms of the absence of complications. Also, I hope I do not become an obese human being that I will not be able to walk straight through a door. I mean, after all the ice cream cold diet that I shall be consuming immediately post op. Wooooohh! I'll be in calories and fats heaven at that time. Do not get me wrong, I do love ice-cream. I just hate the excess baggage they carry with them. Haha!

I'll be checking-in *Waw! Hotel?* at the hospital this afternoon. The operation will be tomorrow, Thursday, April 10, 2008, 10am. Hopefully, I'll get discharged by Friday! *I'll be skipping the first day of the mandatory summer classes. Bwahahaha! Autistic Eian is here again! Haha!*

By the way, I'm looking for ice-cream donors out there. I am in dire need of it. Just make sure though, that it is a light colored ice cream*like Vanila, Mango, Strawberry etc* and that it has no fillings. In short, it must be plain old ice cream. Haha! So if anyone there is willing to donate some, I'll be very glad to accept it. Thanks! Hahaha!

I was sort of in a trance this morning.

Early in the morning, our yaya wakes us up to get ready for school. I am the one she usually wakes first because among us three (Me, Yong and Yeng), I am the least easy to awaken. Add to it the fact that I am the slowest person in our house during this time of the day.

So this morning I can remember that she was trying to wake me up.

Yaya: Eian, gising na! *This is accompanied with vigorous wobbling actions on my shoulders"

Eian: ..........

Yaya: Hoy! Anu ba! Gising na! *She was still shaking my shoulders"

Subconscious voice: *talking to Eian* Do not wake-up just yet. Continue sleeping. You need that.

Eian: *to subconsious voice* No! I might get late for school.

Subconscious voice: Sleep. Just sleep. Do not worry about anything. Your body needs it.

Eian: Zzzzzzz.... *Such an obedient boy!*

Yaya: *Agitated* Hay nako! Bumaba ka na dun ah, malalate ka na.


After some moments of solitude, my Mom then tried her luck on waking me up. I was still on my state of trance.


Mommy: *With her gentle voice* Yang, wake up na.

Eian: *Obtunded* Hmmmm..

Subconscious voice: Continue sleeping.

Mommy: What time is your class?

Subconscious voice: Do not worry about your class, remember sleep is more important.

Eian: *Still obtunded* Opo..

Mommy: I shall go. Wake up na, Ok?

Eian: Zzzzzz....


After some more moments of solitude, it was my Dad's turn to awaken me.


Daddy: Eian, wake-up, wake-up!

Eian: *Opens eyes then closes it back*

Daddy: Hoy! Anung oras ka papasok? Anong oras ba klase mo?

Eian: *Opens eyes then closes it back again*

Daddy: Anu ba yan?!? Alas-7 pasok mo diba? Alas-8 na ah! Bangon na dyan!

Subconscious voice: Do not worry about your duty anymore. It has been taken care off.

Eian: Opo... Later... Zzzzzzzz.... *Nice answer huh!*


After a lot of momentssssss of solitude, Eian tried to wake Eian up *Waaahh! Schizo!*


Eian: *Opens eyes then looks at clock* Waaaahhh!!! 12 na! Waaahhh! Late na ako! Sheet! Absent na pala ako sa OR! Waaaahhh! Sheet malalate na ako sa N123 namin! We have a report today! Noooo!!! *Eian is now fully awake*


I was really panicking because it was already 12 in the afternoon, I had a class at 1pm and I had not taken a bath yet. I was outraged because we have a report for that class and I cannot afford to get late. But I was still after all in Paranaque, it would be a miracle if I would arrive in school on time. Waaahhhh!

So, I got my phone to inform my groupmates that I might be late for our report. When I looked at my phone it indicated that I had 5 new messages. When I opened it, it was from my groupmates. I was alarmed because, I knew that they were looking for me.

1st Message: San duty natin?

2nd Message: San ka na?

3rd Message: Eian, san ka na?

4th Message: Eian, di ka ba papasok?

5th Message: To All UPM Students: From Chancellor: Classes at all levels suspended today in view of the transport strike. For your info and guidance. Please pass. Thanks. JRRG.

The fifth message was from our group leader. I did not know and did not care who JRRG was. All I knew was that, the timing was so perfect!

It was a good thing that I was a lazy an obedient boy. Else, I would have wasted my time going on duty when the classes were in fact suspended. Worse, I would have been stranded on the road because of the lack of public transportation vehicles.

In fairness to that subconsious voice in my head, he was telling the truth. And he cared about my welfare! Hahahah! Such great rationale this is! Hahaha!

I just realized, maybe JRRG is the subconscious voice in my head.... Hmmmm...

It is really frustrating when you have so many ideas for a blog entry yet when you have the chance to put them into actual writing, you forget them.

This has happened to me for soooo many times already!

In my daily life, I always find something worth bloggin' about. But the idea always tend to slip away when I already have the chance to make them "actual" blog entries.

This might be the result of much battery my good ol' brain has to endure in its everyday functions as a UPCN student. The toxicity it must work with is like..... hmmmmm... (frightening thoughts)..... *shivers* Haha!

To remedy this thing, I should start writing down key word or key topics I want to blog about as soon as they pop out of my head.

I remember my Dad telling me this quote every time I had forgotten to do something he had ordered me to do: "The faintest ink lasts longer than the most brilliant mind."

I think I should follow my Dad's "broken record" advice to me... Hmmmm... I think it will be good for my brain cells too.... So.... Hmmmm...