memoirs of my nose...

I saw AXE crazy crazy ad a few nights ago... i guess it is a dream any man would want come true... a million girls racing towards the man who is spraying axe cologne on himself... I'm not really convinced that that can really happen in real life... although commercials really do border on the exaggerated most of the time... well.. all of the time, but i guess in some ways that is really what happens when you spray a nice smelling cologne or perfume. i guess girls will stop for a while and linger at the sweet scent and say a nice thing or two, "hmm, that smells nice." or "he smells nice, he even looks it too." or "i think il buy that perfume for my husband.", but not really savagely smell him as if to drain all of his bodily fluids...

another thing that perfumes can do is build confidence...

i remember when i was in college, i dont know.. but colors of benetton seems to be very famous back then and the scent would build your confidence, enough to get you through exams and quizzes and endless lectures... its like a dose of medicine... it's my comfort smell, so to speak. hehe... you'll know when i have an exam because i put on an extra spray so i would smell sweeter than usual... i'm not saying that a spray of your favorite perfume will make you pass an exam, sometimes studying and most of all praying usually do the trick.. but, yeah... it helps too.

so when you ride a jeepney with someone smelling so sweet that causes your nose to go numb and you wished you didn't spray some of your perfume because the girl already did that for you... tell her "You can do it!" to which the girl, dumbfounded, will probably take you for a fool and transfer to an empty seat away from you... at least, you got rid of that awfully strong smell that is devouring your whole being.

These days, when i smell colors, my stomach starts to churn... as if nervous... not knowing what... i guess there is that exhilarating feeling you get as a student and i am immediately brought back in time to my college days... sigh... it's like when you smell something, your brain associates that to an event in your life (or a person for that matter) that may have been significant to you at that time. uhm... a very difficult exam that would keep your heart pounding ready to jump out of your rib cage if not for the blood vessels attached to it... and then cold clammy shaking hands that you can't manage to keep still long enough to shade a stupid box... okay.. that can pass as significant right?..