Linintiang Sabad

tagwun ta dalang nga ‘Seven Days in Sunny May’ jang episode a. nadayon gidman, ginhingagaw ko gid, heheh. way ko kamaan kung pano gidman ginaspell ang batchname, pay daw nami lang turukun nga imaw sunda as one word: treSingko. Gê (Gerald), Bianca, Huli-oh (Julio), David, Gama, Genesis, Spapi (Sari), Japi (Maido), Boo (Ian), Neil, Subs (Angelo), Naneng (Rich) at Gib (Gibran): Peace, love, rakenrol hanggang susunod na bukas, then some, oye!!

Jill Malice died. siguro kang Tuesday. damn rose cactuses, worse’n women, worse’n cats. way gid takun kamaan kung anu gid bala gusto na haw. tubigan ko, patay. paadlawan ko, patay mangud. linti.

hindi ragid ko magkaun-kaun ti halohalo sa Batcave nga diputa. lintiii. naconfine pa ko sa ospital (9pm Thursday asta 6pm Friday), sala gid ka linti nga higku nga halohalo nga ginaserve nunda, diputa gid. first time ko maconfine, first time ko madextrose. linti. amu run to guro ang pinakaboring nga 21 hours sa bilog ko nga kabuhi. bland hospital food. withered gibberish-speaking wardmate. the stench of suppressed sickness and death. silence, silence, silence. grabe. namian ka ra bala nga pagbugtaw mo ang una mo nga makita tatlo ka bayi nga ang turuk kanimo daw bag-o nga strain ti virus sa dalum ka microscope nga bag-o lang nunda nakit-an? way gid a, they weren’t keeping me there to cure me, they were keeping me there as a linintiang specimen!! linti. lintiii. way kapa kamaan kung ano gakatabo, ginapanganga ka run kag ginapislitpislit likod kag buy-on mo. lintiii. aaaaaa!!

so there. i signed a waiver for forced discharge, got myself out. i instantly felt a lot better.

and i realized it was my freedom i was missing.

anchored there, with a plastic needle stuck an inch into a vein (artery?) at the back of my hand, i couln’t go anywhere. i coudn’t say no to whatever they wanted to inject into me, to whatever tests they required, to whatever prodding they did. i was helpless, and helpless to do anything about it. and it was a hateful, ugly feeling. aaaaaa!! lintiii. lintilintilinti. i’d rather suffer the pain than go through that again. linti.

anyhow. details some other time.

Peace, Love, TwinPopsiesChocolateChippyChili&CheeseGudangGaramKreteKapeKapekaPeace. lol.

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