I had a really weird dream last night. *lol!* Here’s the only part I remembered: There were 2 really sticky frogs hopping / leaping / jumping all around my room. They were so icky and yucky gooze were stuck to their limbs. Since I’m the kind of person who’s really particular about cleanliness, I felt grabeh overwhelmed! When I woke up, I still felt the stickiness all over my floor. Eep!

On my way to Ateneo for my NSTP, our family driver suddenly took a wrong turn. argh… I don’t know if he was overworked or just plain absent-minded. Anyway, I suddenly had a revelation while seating in the car. I saw a truck pass by with the logo “Frigid Air”. It suddenly hit me that frigidaire came from the root words: frigid and air. Okey, that’s just an assumption / theory. *hehe* Medyo mababaw…