What can I write here in under ten minutes?
Let me just list down what happened today:
- Lately, I have been drinking FRESH POTS every morning. Again. Today is no exception. 2010 Dewey is screaming with joy.
- I recited Steiner Math at home. Again. HOLLA IF YA HEAR ME!!!
- I walked from my mall of choice to the nearest hospital. That’s 1 km.
- I walked from the hospital lobby to the 12th floor through the emergency stairway to buy my dermatologist’s medicine.
- After going down to the hospital lobby via elevator, I walked from there to the mall. That’s another 1 km.
- I met with my Mother, my cousin May, and my Tita Maggie, and we had a lovely merienda at Paul. I ordered a tartine salmon, and paired it with a refreshing glass of mango juice. It was excellent! I’d order a tartine salmon from Paul again.
- I walked around the mall to cool down further. I almost tried a different cafe that also serves affogato.
- I was mocked by a group of people because of my face. I know because when I passed by them, I heard them saying, “Pogi ang pananamit, pero ang pangit ng mukha.” (The style is nice, but the face is ugly.) I’m aware that I don’t have the face of a matinee idol. In fact, I have been insecure about my looks for a long time, and their mocking didn’t help at all. I was really hurt. Thanks for that.
- To calm myself, reset, and feel better, I dropped by my favorite cafe again, and I had a hot Earl Grey tea. This time, I only stayed for around ten minutes. I already did my Monday ritual anyway, so I’m good with a quick cup of tea.
- I went home with my parents and my cousin May.
- And now I’m writing this post.
Oops. My ten minutes are up. See you in the next post.
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A part of 14 Days of The Deranged Writer (2025).
Header image: Edward Eyer of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.
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