cognitive displaysia. (n): the feeling you have before you even leave the house that you are going to forget something and not remember it until you're on the highway. (Merriam-Webster Online)
If there is an illness that strucks a lot of people - me, most especially - most often, it would be Cognitive Displaysia. |
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How many times have I found myself waking up, eating breakfast (while running the day's schedule in my head), hitting the showers (and making a mental post-it note of the things I have to bring with me), going to the bedroom and laying all the things I need: shirt, slacks, coat, underclothes... and then fixing my things: take out the previous days' receipts from my bag, transfer things to my other bag, my cellphone, my charger, notebooks, a couple of ballpens. Put on sandals, check in front of the mirror a couple of times just to make sure my hair is well done. Oh, and don't forget a subtle spray of cologne, a dab of lip moisturizer. A kiss to the nieces. A hi and goodbye to the dogs. And I'm off to the highway! One step into the bus and then it hits me: I forgot my wallet.
A few days after that, I make sure I had cash inside my pockets. Even before I get dressed. Then underclothes, pants, shirt, watch, hair done. Bag? Oh yes, take out receipts and bus tickets, calculator, cellphone, charger, notebook, ballpens. Jump into shoes. Glance at the mirror. Wave to the kids. Bye to the dogs. And 30 minutes later, as I trudge with the rest of humanity up the vacuum-packed staircases of the MRT, I remember: I left my MRT card. That means I have to fall in line - the 101st in line, if I'm lucky, to buy a card, then fall in line to the turnstiles, and get squeezed, pushed, stepped upon, breathed at, elbowed, hurled, and practically killed by the entire Philippine population waiting an inch away from the hurtling MRT train.
I'd gladly buy a box of medication right now just to heal me of this disease.
But I forgot my credit card at home.
everywhere events. 2006 started with a sure bang! as days turn to weeks, more and more events, shows, movies, seminars, meetings start to come out of nowhere. and there isn't even enough time to decide... just go for them all!
so far nothing's tangled and can still manage through. even with demanding academics, i find time to get out with friends/blockmates to watch the movies Blue Moon and recently, Narnia. they led to fast cash evaporation, but worth the seats and relaxation... and the movie, too, well almost.
and then there's concerts and once-in-a-lifetime events. Spongecola plays in one school, MYMP with Cueshé at ours, then there's Backstreet Boys, plus the RAW... ooh, wish i have that lots of money to watch them all. it's a good thing i've got a sister working for a company that gets me into advance screenings! haha, wait for me Jarhead and Over the Hedge... but i can't wait for X-Men which is still months away... argh!
and then there's this cartoon i'm so addicted to. watching Naruto became a routine. missing one episode just because of some stupid intervention kills me. if only i could order the cd versions of it... but just couldn't, and i do not even know why.
love, simply love. i had no idea why this came about. tell me, am i in love right now? do i need it at this moment in my life? does having one will help me be inspired with all the actions i do? is it really better than infatuation? will it help me escape from the clutches of boredom and evil? will it conquer anything?
ahh, the aroma of sweet love and the comfort it gives... wish i had one now. the problem is, i just can't feel it... not the right moment, i think. but why bother rush to have one? it won't take just a day, anyway. yet waiting for it to come and land on your doorstep sure is already a fantasy.
but i'm still hoping, one day... just one day... how i wish.
"How much easier is self-sacrifice than self-realization!" - Eric Hoffer
