Hey dude, stop crying or else we'll be forced to build the next Noah's Ark.

Hey dude, stop crying or else we'll be forced to build the next Noah's Ark.

That was what I told myself when I saw the heavy downpour last Saturday. Whoever says that boys don't cry? I know hell hath no fury than a woman scorned but look at the havoc that this storm has wreak. The weather is indeed crazy.

So was I. (VMA Madonna, is that you?)

I kept texting my sister that day. I was very worried about them but they told me not to go home because the flood won't subside (and they know that I'm paranoid about Leptospirosis). A good child obeys her parents so I decided to stay at work and keep my soul awake.

The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.

It was not a hard day's night. The lack of sleep was compensated by the abundance of food. Free food for three days - gluttony at its best.

I tried to get enough shut eye during breaks. But whenever my mind is on the brink of getting lost in slumber, the newsflash of flood levels and the number of people who needed help brings me back to earth. All I did was shut my eye and pray.

My sister texted me that Frankie ( the Bitch, err...the dog) won't calm down when she saw flood touching our stairs. What made me more worried was when Sis told me that my cat swam in the flood and almost drowned. When I got home, I found the cat sleeping in the window all wet and smelly. I covered her with an old shirt. When she opened her eyes, I told her "Who the heck told you that it's fun to swim in the flood? Now, you've got 8 lives left."

Someone tried to befriend me that day (or night), but too bad I was a total SNOB. I'm sorry but it was squidward you met that day. I know you tried to reach out but I let a dear friend talk to you instead. I will understand if you'll have a bad impression of me. I'm fine with it. But it will not change the way I think of you. You're a nice a person and I was cold. Actually. I'm painfully shy. It takes time for me to break the ice and let little miss sunshine get out of the shell.

But I did listen to you. And wonder what was your gesture all about?

Maybe someday when I meet you in the corridor, I would smile and say "H!" but I won't expect you to smile back, but you can if you want.

Maybe someday I won't turn away when you glance at me.

Maybe someday I'll figure this out.

But if you're just playing. Just leave me alone.

Another dear friend told me that things will unfold if they are meant to unfold. So for now, I will try not to think about it because sleep is a luxury in a weather like this.

P.S. The charity of Christ urges us all. Please help in every way that you can.

On a lighter note, it's show choir season once again, so please watch GLEE (on ETC) and Spectacular (on Nickelodeon). They are two of the things that make me happy these days. Just click on the links to see a sampler.