Hala. Buti nga. ;p

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Went on chocolate overload. My throat feels heavy, and like a stick has been shoved down the back but I can't swallow it down. I'm coughing.

I can't believe it. My body, in some way, for some reason, is rejecting chocolate. *GASP!* Unforgivable, right?

Well, actually, despite years of chocoholism, I have an allergy to chocolate corresponding to my dormant asthma. Dormant, because it rarely shows up anymore. But you see how it leaves its effects.

I hate this! Not when I just bought a new pack of kisses and chocolate crunchies! Drats.

I can't believe my long list of incapabilities. Can I enumerate? And this is just what I can remember:

-I can't open water bottles. Wimp.
-except maybe for swimming, I do not possess any grace with any sport. (I feel like that doesn't count, because a family friend of mine, Jeru, with whom I started swimming classes with, has gone on to become a Philippine representative to the Olympics, or the SEA games, or something like that. I think I want to smash his head. *secretly brooding pride for some unknown reason*)
-I cannot keep my hair tame. I'll brush it, then after 5 minutes my hair goes static. Give me a scientific explanation. My hair's not even dry.
-I can't keep my nails completely clean. I don't what is it that I do that no one else does, or what everybody else does that I don't, but dirt and whatever else can fit always stick itself in. Gross, right?
-I can't read constellations. It's a big thing for me, since I love stars. I can only pick out the guy who has the arrow and the belt. Tiffie taught me that.
-I can't walk over a flat surface without finding something to trip over.
-I can't keep my room clean.
-I can't remember where I put my folder for violin pieces. It's the second time I've lost it.
-Speaking of which, I play the violin for church, but I can neither sight read fast nor do vibrato. Pathetic loser I am.
-I cannot get over Twilight.
-I cannot go a whole school year without suffering from procrastination. It's the worst habit that I have.
-I cannot have ear piercings. They just close up.
-I can't split. Oh well.
-I cannot recover from LSS. (Last song Syndrome) Just when I think I'm okay, another song pipes up.
-I cannot pretend to ignore that bad boys-converted love stories make my heart melt.
-I can't not get sick within 2 months. Weakling, weakling.

...if I go on, this'll just go on until...until I can't even tell when.

BUT I have a counter attack for esteem hits like this. ;) [I've used this verse 48,000 times before, and I still love it. ♥]

1 Corinthians 12:9
And He said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee; for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. :]