I Am Diagnosed With Juan Tamadosis
How many times have you said somehow in your half asleep mind, “Wait, five more minutes” when you just snoozed your 5 o’clock alarm clock on a shivering Monday morning? How many times have you checked the tick tocks to see that you have enough for doing what you need to do but end up eating the whole lot with what you want? Do you believe that miracles or luckiness can pop out from the sky and save you from your immobile state when you need and when you want it to? Can just something or someone magically appear in front of you and open that jammed peanut butter jar? Please? Nothing or no one comes to your rescue but still, you’re waiting. Everybody feels this way, can be this way and is this way. Even right now, I am this way. I admit it. I am lazy.
If I’m lazy, if you’re lazy, if she’s lazy, if he’s lazy or they’re lazy, Juan Tamad has a big heavy butt which makes him triple our so called laziness. Juan Tamad is about a Filipino boy who’s dedicated in serving his family and his community, in his sleep. He has greater strength than of Hercules, doing 24 labors of sleep everyday. He has greater determination of an ant, he can never stop and will never stop if it’s snoring and stretching we are talking about. He has big dreams for himself…in his sleep, of course. See, dreams are not so much of an exactly correct term, it’s actually nightmares. Big daunting nightmares, stacked up with actual responsibilities and tasks to perform when really his big dream is to dream he is exactly lying on his hammock, snoring and stretching away as he has always been in not so hard to believe reality. Whatever he wishes to do (if there is possibly any) or is forced to do, his drowsy brain, big heavy butt and weak boneless arms are always dragging and pulling him to close his drowsy eyes and float away into heaven for just 30 minutes which really sums up to 24 straight hours.
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