When I was attending the 5PM mass earlier, I unluckily chanced to sit a disfigured and nicely destroyed, good-for-nothing chair. How convenient... While the priest was having a head start, it happened to be that I'm thinking of my devilish thoughts about Christianity AGAIN when a lady came right into me hoping for any vacancies. How lucky she was.. with the chair? Right.
As I was concentratedly listening about the homily, a sweat was starting to form from my forehead, i can now feel the gahddamn heat. Good thing my sister had brought her magic fan (the i-don't-know-how-this-gahddamn-thing-works! how to flip/fold and all that). Then suddenly, that lady beside me brought out hers. She did all that fanning and fanning when my body starts to sore, the in-not-normal-mode. Urghhh, what was that smell? I can practically feel my right lungs throbbing. It was like a perfume in her fan or maybe on herself that I didn't recognize earlier. That's why I don't like perfumes, it's more or less over-scented or unpleasantly odored. Then the next thing I knew, I can feel my heart pounding, aching. Sh*t. Oh, was I supposedly have to say that? I think. No choice at all but to endure whatever dilemma it may bring to myself.
When the mass was ended, somehow i feel elated because I wouldn't be able to sniff that annoying and murderous smell anymore.
But I don't know why I still have this troubled feeling in my body until now!!! I even feel like vomiting, and not eating. I feel sick! I already take a tablet but still UNCURED! T.T
FCK!!! >.<
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