i so hate to admit this but why the heck did i title this post confession if im not gonna confess anything? so i’ll just try to make this admission as quick and as casual as possible.
i snore.
waaaaahhhh! =’o
there, you have it. yes. i. do.
it’s been quite a while since the first time someone told me about my snoring. and of course, i didn’t believe him. how could that be possible? me? snoring? of course not! never in my lifetime will i snore. besides, that’s the only time you’ll catch me quiet, when i’m asleep. so, that’s very impossible!
but the denial stage is over.
this morning, i was awakened by a soft rough hoarse noise that resembled a snore or that sound the pigs do. my subconscious instantly brought me back to reality because the sound seemed to come from me and not from the person next to me, whose snore i often complain of and who’s the first one to tell me i snore.
so i opened my eyes slowly, and the person next to me had that big grin and the familiar i-told-you-so look on his face. i tried to go back to sleep and hoped that i was just having a nightmare but this person did not let me pass that moment of shame so easily and told me, “you see, you snore. hahahahaaha!” the stubborn me, of course, answered back. “of course not, i was just trying to clear my throat.” and gave him that angry look so he would stop. hahahahaa! and i succeeded. weeee! =)) but sadly, the truth remains. i really snore.
maybe i just had too much shopping yesterday, and that made me tired, which resulted to que-horror-snoring. that is so sad. and bad. rhyme, noh?
anyway, this has to stop. soon. for now, i will continue to mourn this awareness.
