Friday, April 28, 2006

Snow in December




I just got back from class. My roommates have gone home for the long weekend—there’ll be no classes on Monday because it’s May 1. It’s supposed to be celebrated as the Labor Day, but there’s something weird about the first day of May that makes the street protesters extra hysterical. But this is a democracy; and while they expose themselves to the cancerous heat of the sun, I may just find myself lying in bed, dozing off to Dreamland.

And so, let's talk about the heat.

Without the blazing tornedo from my electric fan, my room would feel like a huge teapot. It’s so hot that I’d find myself sweating profusely. To rescue myself from heat stroke, I’d take a shower, but the moment I’d step out of the shower cubicle, the painful streaks of heat would assail me once more. The cycle would repeat after, say, four hours, depending on how much water has escaped my pores.

The moral of this entry: make the Philippines the 51st state of America. That way, we’d have snow in December.

2 comments:

  1. But, Lance, that would, to borrow a phrase from Shakespeare's Richard III, be the "WINTER OF OUR DISCONTENT". haha

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  2. funny, all em americans come to the philippines for the heat :)

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