Tinatamad Na

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I knew it. After only two “tasks” (which weren’t really performed by myself but by a hairstylist and a tattoo artist – all I did was sit there and babble), Supertamad is once again feeling the tug of the couch. This blog is in danger of extinction due to gravity (by which my butt is being pulled down to the recesses of lethargy).

I’ve always had this tendency of starting things and not finishing them. Let me expound. I like things around me to be neat and tidy (but that doesn’t necessarily mean that they actually are). Once in a while, I become possessed, put all the clutter I can carry into boxes and donate them to the church or my mother, who was a scavenger in a past life. But through the years, it’s become more difficult to manage the clutter – there’s The Hub, whose desk in our house is not really a desk but a bodega; and there are The Hooligan and The T-Rex whose toys and “accessories” I find even in the cats’ food dish. At night, I look at the mountains of stuff closing in on me and I slowly hyperventilate myself into a fetal position while thumbsucking. The next day, you can bet I’d be up early, throwing useless stuff into bags for giving away. But with the mounds of clutter to sort, I soon get tired and lose my steam. When that happens, I just shove the stuff yet to be sorted into closets and other hiding places and then forget about them for the next month or so.

However, because this is a blog devoted to change, I will promise myself to finish it. I originally thought of eating balut for week 3 but just thinking about it made me vomit a little bit in my mouth. So let me see: dead chick, out; climbing a mountain, out for now since my deadline for week 3 is tomorrow; yoga, for week 4.

Hmmm. Let me get back to you tomorrow.

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About supertamad

Welcome! So glad you could stop by. My name is Cecile and I like to write stories, especially if they're true, like the stuff in here. Most of my stories talk about the people most important to me--The Hub, The One with the Toilet Humor, and The Manipulator (I swear, they have normal names in real life). So grab that drink, sit back, and read on; I put up this blog to make life more fun for me, and hopefully for you, as well. Cheers!

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