Need to get this out of my system... (Another petty fight)

Let's just get this over and done with... I have an exam today and I need to get this out of my system. NOW.

Ozzie and I had a fight today. He was playing Guildwars and I was studying for my exam. I got irritated at a topic I couldn't quite understand so I thought I needed to punch something. I punched my bed out of frustration. Afterwards I thought I will make kulit my Ozzie and punch him. I'll use my pillow as a buffer nalang.

He got angry, he said it hurt. I said I was sorry, but to no effect. He further elaborated that it hurt so much, he then turned off the PC. I was sorry. It meant to be a playful punch. I didn't mean it to hurt.

It was my fault -- I knew. He said "Fine, I won't play anymore"
It wasn't the whole point. I was just being playful, I was sorry it hurt.
I said "Sorry, sorry... maglaro ka na ulit please. Aral nalang ulit ako. Di na kita kukulitin."
He said "Naiinis ako kasi sinuntok mo ako."
....
I said, "Ano ba? Maglaro ka na nga ulit, mag-aaral nalang ako. Di na kita kukulitin!"
He said in a raised tone, "Nung una nainis ako dahil sinuntok mo ako, tapos ok na. Nainis nalang ako nung nainis ka na, kasi ayaw ko na maglaro"
I said in an even higher tone, "Can you lower your voice down please?"
He said "Hindi naman ako nagtataas ng boses, ikaw naman yung ..."
I interrupted, "Lagi ka naman ganyan, lagi mo sinasabi na di mo ko pinagtataasan ng boses!"

He walked out. Well I didn't come after him -- at least for the next 5 mins. I said to myself, "I'll just think it over. Fine, I'll come after him this time."
I knew it was my fault, but I wish he would just admit it when he raises his voice.

After a few minutes and still he didn't come back, I went outside. He wasn't there.
Disappointed and sad... therefore this blog. I wonder if he could sleep. Who knows? This could be his best sleep ever... No spoiled hunny to think about.

I reread my post about Fry & Seymour yesterday. I said to myself I'm so lucky to have him.
Oh well, you can't blame him. My fault anyway.

Sick with a dreaded disease...

My Ozzie has such small eyes. Until lately, it was just a theory of mine that I (or any other a person with normal eyes) could see a lot more than he does. Seems that I was correct. We proved it by focusing on a certain object and then telling what the upper boundary of our periphery is. We have tried several targets. While estimating my periphery to be at around 43 degrees upward, surprisingly, Ozzie's is only at about 17-20 degrees.

In Caleruega, I went on joking him about being able to see more than he does.
"I can see the whole church, even if I just look straight ahead!"
He looked up, said "Oh, Yup. It's nice." then breathes deeply and then came back to me with "The trees smell nice! :D"

Huhuhuhuhu... at least he can look up and then see the sky. Me? I didn't even know trees had smell. I can't even smell poop even if you put it right under my nose. Maybe I can smell it, but I wouldn't know what it is..

Anosmia never really bothered me. I have never (as far as I can remember) smelled anything.The most possible cause (I can think of) is due to my eternal colds.

Today during the morning rush, (forgot which entry) Delamar was explaining that when you're eating and then you pinch your nose, you could not determine what food it is.Of course, that's a grade/highschool experiment. I really thought those experiments don't work anyway. Because pinched or unpinched nose, they're still the same. So I just cheated on that experiment, saying it was successful.

It saddens me that I can't even smell the flowers that my Ozzie gives me. Sometimes I do, but sometimes I think I only imagine it. Like the other day, I ordered iced mocha. For some reason, I was expecting to drink iced tea. The first gulp really tasted like iced tea. until I realized that it was iced mocha. Thrice that happened. Same day... same drink.

Ozzie always says that different people have different smells. He said I smell like vanilla (and now, lacoste pink too). I have read that before in a fictional book. I said cool, he can smell people... not knowing that it's really true.

I only realized I had anosmia during college. Only recently did I realize that I can't taste food properly too! I can taste food, but can't differentiate between beef & pork, can't taste basil, cilantro, or whatever spices are in my food, can't taste whether my food is too salty, etc. Hmmm.... so food is yummier if only I could smell. How sad... :(

I know it's really hard to explain smell. I know it's difficult for Ozzie to explain when I ask "what does it smell like?" if he says e.g. "like trees" then I'll ask again "oh really, they have smell? so what do trees smell like?" and then I'll stop, realizing taht it's difficult to explain because I have never really smelled anything.

There are so many disadvantages to this sickness. Perfumes (with a few exceptions like mine - lacoste pink from Ozzie) smell just like isoprophyll alcohol. Several times I have drank/eaten spoiled food because I didn't know. Several times, I have burned food because I couldn't smell it. I have once put ginger on baked mac (just because I felt like it), didn't notice any difference...
and then when my brother tasted it, he asked if baked mac really does have ginger. I said no, doen't make any difference anyway. He said the baked mac tasted gingery - he has kept teasing me since then about "my specialty - macaroning may luya (macaroni with ginger)". Argh. I have countless stories, but it really would take too long to enumerate each one.

I wish I could get my smell back (if I really had it in the first place). That would be real nice. As far as I know there's no cure yet. Even if there is, I don't think I would use up all my money for the cure. It's not fatal anyway. I can live. :)