That’s exactly what was written on a cubicle door of a comfort room at the airport. It wasn’t in somebody’s filthy handwriting. It was designed, printed and framed.
So, if I could pick a song that ought to be playing right now, I’d probably choose Hadji Alejandro’s “Nakapagtataka.” Hah! That’s only because the first line is so fitting: “Walang tigil ang ulan…” which is totally true. It has been raining in this side of the archipelago for FIVE straight days now! In fact, the flights destined for this sleepy town has been repeatedly cancelled since Sunday. I suppose it was utter good luck that my husband’s flight came through yesterday. Otherwise, he would have gone on a longer route. It better stop raining by Saturday because that’s his flight back here. I need to have my personal “Edward Cullen” back in my arms. Ugh! I’m beginning to get as sappy as the weather!
If there is something good to be said about the weather, though, I suppose I could make a pitch for the alleged local production of Twilight, i.e. Takip Silim. I mean, this is the only place where it rains even during summer! Although, it’s not really the entire day. Usually in the afternoon it rains. But in the morning, argh! The sun shines really, really, really hot. And I mean scorching hot! A bottle of sunblock ought to be enough to protect the skin when you go out to get the mail. Well, I might be exaggerating a little. But you get the point.
I should be thankful that the big boss is on leave until Friday – hopefully until the entrire next week. I am particularly thankful that he’s away today, especially after how the day started. I had already driven the car away when I’d realized that the front right tire was flat. Crappy morning, really. The rain was pouring while I was out standing beside my flat tire, cussing and wondering what I’d done wrong to have this happen to me on a rainy day and I’m running late for work. Not to mention that I’d gotten my feet wet while I went on unofficial errands. Let me tell you, it wasn’t such a pleasant experience on a work day.
But to every dark cloud, there must be a silver lining, right? Well, here come’s that part. At lunch time, the staff had nothing better to do, work’s been done, the boss is out, what else is there but to… watch Twilight. (Aargh! Not this again!) And despite myself, I couldn’t help but join them.
Right now, I’m just about tired of myself talking/writing about Twilight. And yet, I can’t help myself! I really, really don’t know why. It’s becoming annoying, actually. Maybe with every time that I see the movie, I’m hoping that Rob Pattinson would be better at playing his role. But I get disappointed everytime, so much so that by the time it’s revealed that he’s actually a vampire, I get bored and do something else. I’d admit that sometimes, I have a short attention span. But I’ve read the Twilight Saga twice and, except perhaps for the middle part of Breaking Dawn, I hadn’t gotten bored with it.
So, instead of finishing the movie, I just went and played mind-numbing time-management games to occupy my time while the heavens poured down with all its might. As the day progressed, I’ve forgotten about my crappy morning and found myself liking the rain.
Now, I feel like singing: “I’m only happy when it rains. I’m only happy when it’s complicated…”
