FEELING GOOD FOR A NIGHT

Argh! Life. It’s Saturday and I can’t even leave the house. As usual, my wallet is way below zero. My brother already discovered I gave him the wrong ATM card after several attempts of wrong pins. Poor me, literally.

Did my laundry yesterday so my chores are already done. I also cleaned my room last night, lit on some scented candle to, obviously, make my room scented. Slept well too. The rain made it easier for me to fall into deep slumber. Woke up around 11AM, made a cup of coffee, bought myself a burger and faced the computer and started doing H&K’s webbie. But I got tired and so I am writing this entry.

Late afternoon yesterday, after the laundry, I went to Starbucks West Avenue and pampered myself with white iced chocolate mocha grande. Also tried to finish a book I have been promising to get done months ago but haven’t, still. Went home around 8PM and watched some TV. I browsed and browsed, like I always do when I don’t know what to do and I stumbled upon Swan, this reality show about making women feel beautiful and confident by performing lots of liposuction and other medical procedures and enhancements, a lot of therapy, physical training, etc. God, did it looked scary. I mean those needles and tubes and stitches! I really hate seeing blood, let alone seeing the insides of the body. Makes my tummy tumble.

So there were two women feeling sorry, plain-jenny, and ugly. They looked so devastated. One caught her husband cheating on her two and a half years during the marriage and only got the courage to divorce him after another one and a half years. But it was obvious she still loves him. On the duration of the transformation, which was three months all in all, she regularly called her ex-husband. The therapist was worried and eventually talked her out of it. Which, fortunately, she did. When the big reveal was on, I was shocked to see how BIG her transformation was. She ain’t just beautiful, physically, with her boobs almost peeking out of her gown, she also had the confidence she lacked before the transformation. And when she saw herself in the mirror after three months, she never stopped screaming. And I was left with my mouth open. I couldn’t wait for the next one to come out and show how her transformation went.

After a short commercial, the host (this beautiful lady, who I think went through the doctor’s needles too) came out. I was back on my seat, attentive. The next woman was revealed. She was perfect. Her story goes way back her childhood. She had this big-boned nose, which her classmates, bullies, ridiculed her for. It just left a big mark on her emotional state that she didn’t have the guts to do whatever she wants, one being a cheerleader. But there came a problem. Moments before the operation, she called her boyfriend hoping she would get support. She didn’t get it. She cried feeling all alone. And I was mad at his boyfriend, who was so not fit for her. She deserves someone better, physically.

So she went through the transformation without the support she was hoping she’d get from his asshole boyfriend. And after three months of intense therapy and going to the gym to gain weight, it was time for her big reveal. When the two, well groomed, guy opened the door, it was like a different, all-new girl came out. She was so beautiful and her smile was so different. It was like she was molded out perfectly, every bit of her body crafted. And her smile was confident. When she got the chance to see herself in the mirror after three months, tears came falling from her eyes and she just can’t stop staring at her reflection.

I was eyeing for her to win that night but the first girl got the prize. Nonetheless, she still was a winner. She got all what she ever wanted. And I think she deserved every stitch of it.

After watching that, I continued surfing and eventually Channel 2 caught my attention. It was showing Till there was you with Judy Ann and Piolo Pascual. I know this is so baduy and jologs but I actually liked the movie. I was instantly flown back in high school when shivers run through your body, when your eyes glow whenever your crush looks your way. It felt great to feel that way again. I wasn’t exactly sure why I got interested in the movie (knowing me, I hate Filipino movies and I’ll never be caught dead watching it in movie houses). Maybe it was the rain pouring outside which set the mood for some loving. And H&K was sending me SMS messages telling me how much he misses me. Argh! I hate to admit that. Just forget about this after you’re done, aight!