the bane of my existence

March 14, 2008

Smoke, pollution, dust, dirty carpets

They’re the bane of my existence.

For two weeks now I’ve been slowing down the symptoms of first, sore throat, then, my cold, then now, my coughs.

Then today I’m experiencing a familiar feeling that I’ve experienced months before. I’m coughing again like mad, my nose is clogged, and my hearing is going bad again. Earlier at work I thought I’d cough my brains out, good thing I didn’t.

I think I’ve bronchitis again. Will confirm tomorrow when I consult the doctor.

Funny that I have to experience again the reason why I decided to board a house near work. Because I was diagnosed with asthmatic bronchitis, I boarded a house and now it comes to this.

But then again the city is a rotten one. Fucking smoke belchers hound the roads everyday. Smokers pile up every nook of buildings in the corporate city where I work. They’re everywhere that I can’t even BREATHE clean air.

In the office earlier I can’t breathe because of the carpet. And to add to my coughs, the cleaner did her usual job of sweeping the carpeted floor. Oh, mercy.

I was dying. Thank God.

When I arrived here in the province, I could actually breathe. For real. The air here feels better. When I lie down, it doesn’t feel like I’m suffocating. My room in the frigging boarding house suffocates me like a room without windows.

Before I tried to sleep today I remembered the line in Hannibal Rising when the war criminals listened to Mischa’s back and said:

“It’s pneumonia. She doesn’t have much to live.”

Hope I won’t come to that.

Proposed solutions for filtering out all the shits of the city:

  1. Put filter on the nose to inhale air and filter the bad #(#($(#**%*^@ air.
  2. Beat all smokers in buses into a nice sticky pulp.
  3. Scream when someone smokes near me.
  4. Murder housemates who smoke in the comfort room.
  5. Burn 7/11’s cigarette display.
  6. Burn 7/11 itself.
  7. Strangle jeepney drives who smoke, steal a strand of hair, and buy a voodoo doll.
  8. Buy sniper rifle and shoot at jeepneys that belch smoke.
  9. Buy a gas mask and withdraw from society (NOT!)
  10. Throw acid at people who blow smoke at my face.

DIE DIE DIE MY DARLING
DON’T UTTER A SINGLE WORD
DIE DIE DIE MY DARLING
JUST SHUT YOUR PRETTY EYES
I’LL BE SEEING YOU IN HELL
I’LL BE SEEING YOU… IN HELL!

Fuck the world. It’s killing me.

I’m like earth and the bane of my existence global warming. Teehee

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