The Birds and the Bees
‘Let me tell you about the birds and the bees and the flowers and the trees, the moon up above, and the thing called love…’ I could hear Ate V singing from my officemates computer, everyone stood up dancing ala Brady Bunch, swaying to and fro with funny smiles on our faces… I love our funny team, everything is all about laughter… we just got off the phone from our Editor’s scolding, and look at these guys, dancing and laughing… I love the energy of the editorial team it lifts up anyone who woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
The wrong side of the bed, that was I today the second time I opened my eyes and read my phone messages… disappointments. Tsk, what the fuck will I do with it, let it bounce that’s what…
‘God, Tatum, you forgot to wear your pants again?! That’s even shorter than your dress yesterday!’ I stood by the mirror looking at the ceiling, ‘Really? Darn, sometimes I think my long tops can be dresses too,’ I smiled at them. ‘Well that’s why I wore a long jacket!’ as I passed by the glass door I saw myself, shit, I really looked like I forgot my pants… darn this dress is short. Oh well, good thing I wore flats or else I’ll be walking sex again, it makes anyone who sees it feel uneasy. Was staring at myself at the mirror before I slept last night, shit, I have aged. And darn this bindi looking pimple on my forehead is really annoying me today, as I turned my head on my pillow I thought to myself, may be I’m becoming a unicorn. Haha, such silly little thoughts.
On my way to work I played the loudest bass music I could play, I need to blur my thoughts again, no words should come out from it cuz I’m playing Alchemist who wants to discover the Philosopher’s stone and usually it produces negative results.
‘Ate!, forgot to show you our childhood photos, look…’ ‘Tatum, parang ang bait mo dito oh,’ my officemate said, haha, god, so cute, I was always in tightly combed pigtails and smiling in a very innocent big smile… I can’t stop smiling now, I was just talking about having little Tatum’s in the future, I wonder if they will look like me, talk like me, act like me, hmmm, oh god scary…
I popped a new track on my ipod, ‘Happy I’m gonna be happy, feeling so happy, can’t you see I’m happy now…’ there there, my shoulders are on beat again, I love how music can easily change my mood… I walked to Starbucks few buildings from my office. ‘Venti Caramel machiatto with double shot espresso and hazel nut ice shaken please,’ ‘You sure maam? That has double shot already,’ ‘What?! You mean I have 4 shots of espresso all the time?’ god that’s why I’m always extra hyper. Shucks. I got back to the office to tell them about it, yeah like it was such breaking news. As I started talking, I could hear my words skip beats by millisecond, I was talking super fast… there you go, the espresso shots are working again…
