palpitations. sleeping disorders. spontaneous combustion into tears. inappropriate affect. pure and utter terror. cramming galore.
it is time for pre whooooadith syndrome. That time when you wish you never heard the 5 words that sealed your fate....aka the reaping/harvest......this patient is for whooooooooadith!
An influx of emotions flood you but the most bothersome of all is the thought that....tatayo ako sa gitna at iaalay sa madla!!!!!!! To be ripped apart to pieces. To be eaten alive by the vultures. To be stoned till you are left with nothing....
Ok OA naman yun ahahahahaha. As the days pass dread is replaced by panic then replaced by fear then replaced by indifference until you are there on a Thursday morning standing at the new venue at the ERC with moooooore seats and moooooore lighting. Then the hour passes by like a blur and all you remember are people coaching you in their seats while you zone out and nanette in public and saying the words thank you! Sorry! I was wrong! it's my fault! Ako na ako ako na ang may kasalanan. Noted po. Thank you.
Then just like that the whoooooadith is done. And no one remembers the crazinesss but you. Glad it's overrrrrrr. Hahahahaha.
