My brain is presently under construction (like the roads in Dumaguete) and I don't know if there's still hope.
When I was younger I used to have sharper memory, quick thinker and could easily understand things. Now? I don't know. I'm as forgetful as my grandmother and I am having a hard time understanding and comprehending a lot of things around me. Even simple class instructions are as hard as a mathematical equation for me.
My brain is decomposing even before it dies. Its melting even at zero temperature. There is something wrong with it.
To say that my mental ability is degenerating would be more than an apt description of my present mental status. I am slowly turning into something I had long think as disgusting. Something stupid, moronic and totally idiotic. Forget for a minute that all three words are synonyms. Just bear with me.
After a week of literally imprisoning myself inside my (our) room, I don't have any idea what has been happening in the Philippines. I don't have any idea what has been happening around me. I don't even know what's happening in Dumaguete. Hell, I still don't even know what has been happening to me!
Ask me anything about current events and I will just gaze at you blankly without any chance of an answer. Ask anything about anything and I would still be as blank as an empty piece of bond paper.
Presently, I am proofreading the 5th issue of the student publication. Or at least I am trying to proofread. I honestly admit that I don't understand what I am reading here. So help me gods!\
My brain is dying!I am dying.
duh, raise your hand if you care!
2 blabblers:
.,.i'm with you Yanz!
Things will be alright, you'll see. But for now readjust.,.
sige ra ko ga readjust ani!hehehe...
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