chArONIMOUS

Gracious. just hours ago, a 6.1 magnitude earthquake shook bicol...and my sleeping consciousness consequentially.

Shemay, i was folding our newly washed clothes when i suddenly felt a tremor then before i got into my senses the house was shaking, the cabinet was having its sayaw darling auditions and i was ready puke! Grabeh, the realization that it WAS (duh) an earthquake came too late that in the middle of the stir i found myself calmly and stupidly (yes.,charonimous you're such an idiot!) asking my mom (who was by the way at that time struggling to control the shaking of the computer)...

Well, i was glad that my mom didn't actually slap me in the face with her obvious ba? look and instead instructed me, with all her motherly authority and control, to do things that i wouldnt have done in case i have fallen into the deep trance of shock.

well, it reminded me of the earthquake drill we had in school. and by reminded i mean it met me eye to eye and pinched my nose. During the drill kasi, obviously no one was taking it seriously. We were doing it only for the sake of doing it. And cynicaly as it sounds, almost everyone (count me in) were instead having FUN at the drill. We were laughing, thinking that wadahek, basta buruhay pa!

But earlier, i realized the value of that drill!

(grabe talaga.,i would like to thank those who invented that drill.,haha)

Grabe, i still want to live! I infact want to live until the apocalypse or armageddon does happen! that is what you call living life to the fullest! So back to the topic..ahaha.,Which is about still wanting to live, right? Oh yeah, i still want my children to see the world and feel how insane it is to live in this kind of life!

hay nako, basta, let's pray this won't happen again. (which is utterly impossible)

p.s.

i'm happy!c: