As Expected

I still came in late for the meeting yesterday. My aunt did call me thrice just to remind me that it was set at 2:00 o'clock. I knew all eyes were intently fixed at me when I prompted myself inside the office. Not because I was twenty minutes behindhand, but some groundless conjecture of a subject was up in the air. And that's me.

Let's begin with the announcement of Mr. H, our boss, he's getting married this June. Without reserve he confessed that he's not ready to get hitched, and yet considering if he'd really like to espouse his girlfriend. I stared at him blankly. I thought there was nothing serious to prod about it. There was a lot of oomph going on inside the room. I digressed to comment and privately pursued on the papers handed to me for further perusal.

It was later on that I completely perceived what has been on the grapevine. Were it not for being a dolt in kanji, I would still be sightless or just unwilling to consent to something, which I knew, identifies me. But I have to thank that guy who had the balls to seek validity in accord to the reality of my state. Before I had my letter of apologies (since I was inexistent for a couple of days from work) in print, I was decoding if those kanjis scribbled on it were exactly what I meant to express. I can't go bad asking for a consideration of AWOL. He was there, came obliged to correct my grammar. He quickly posed if I were girt enough to work already. And I started to spiel volubly. I was just dumbfounded when he plainspoken quizzed me about pregnancy details. Ooops, I was mute at this critical moment. My neurons froze.

Achi's husband asked me if I could buy a pregnancy kit on my way home, and that was three weeks ago. Since I was nescient of this thing that time, I honestly didn't know what it looked like. So I groped for help, asking around what's the right term for such kit, or if I could just grab it at the pharmacy without having much detail, and all the worries. If one state of syncope gave right to this empty fetal presence in my belly, my head swooned with all this hoopla.

Valentine's Day, the upheaval of a tetchy wretch as me. I do remember I broadcasted on that day that I will be tying the knot soon. Because I have found myself a groom, and the ceremony will be in the Philippines. And I promised to them our company will be closed for a time just so everyone can attend my wedding. You see I was grand at telling them my little fantasies, and they were so hyped to join in my whims.

Not until yesterday, I got webbed in my own mesh of craziness.