August 23, 2004
20 anecdotes, part one
1. When I was 5 or 6, I placed my head under the faucet to bathe myself. I just loved the way the water rushed through my hair. Unfortunately for me, I forgot that that water had a source, and that source was directly above me. I immediately lifted my head up. Guess what happened? The back of my head scraped itself against the faucet, carrying with it a generous chunk of hair and skin. Never ever did merthiolate become that painful.
2. When I was around 7, I loved to run across the green "lawn" in front of the house we lived in. Note "lawn." It had rocks all over the place and it was perhaps run over by weeds of the tripping variety. In short, it was a dangerous lawn. Well, I was victimized by the lawn once. I tripped on a weed, and my foot scraped itself on a rock. I lost my little toenail. My mother boiled guava leaves in water, and I submerged my poor foot in it until the pain eventually went away.
3. It was also near that same house where a black cat decided to have a field day with my hands using its paws. The merthiolate struck again!
4. Near our house in Zamboanga was a boarding house. When I was around the age of 6, I rushed upstairs the boarding house only to see a huge hole gaping on the floor. I was curious and decided to dangle myself from that hole. What a stupid move, right? It was. I was so scared of falling, that I screamed and screamed for help. I forgot what happened next. I probably survived.
5. One of the inhabitants of that evil boarding house was a little kid named Jeffrey. (I was also a little kid, then, and Jeffrey was older.) For some apparent reason, he was the only person I had a fistfight with. Ever. During my entire life. I don't know what triggered that killer instinct in me. Perhaps it was his annoying face.
That's it for now, folks. I'll continue the rest of the anecdotes by tomorrow. Good night and enjoy laughing at my expense! :D
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