Nung Nadapa si Chubbs - Part 2

I've become a disaster in heels. First, this incident. Which, coincidentally, happened March 30, 2006 -- three days and two years ago -- and which also involved PBB. Now, I'm at it again.

What happened, you say?

Well, I was hurrying home to catch today's PBB episode. And I almost made it when the lady security guard at Trinoma informed me that the mall was closed already. So I set out walking briskly at the side of the mall, carrying my laptop bag, my lunch box and my big white bag. I was walking, walking, walking... One quick step at a time... PBB... PBB... Get home early... PBB... When I tripped.

You know how in the movies they put exciting sequences and the most embarrassing moments in slow motion? That happens in real life. So there I was tripping and cursing, "PPPPUUUUNNNN-YYYYEEEEE-TTTTTTAAAAA!!!!" Punyeta talaga. In a split second, it was over. I was found almost lying down in dirt in my white pants. Great! I almost didn't want to get up because I was still in shock that I actually tripped that way. But right after, somebody helped me up. And I was walking again, slower this time and with scratches on my hand, my Momma Rowsaa knee, and my foot.

It was the lady security guard's fault. And you guys better not expect a Part 3 from me.