Today, after two days of school, I have finally found the time to blog. I haven't been so busy, actually. But the travel and hustle and bustle of the city gets to you, I guess. Because of that I have quite a number of stories to write [err, type].

1. The Story of the Asshole Who Wouldn't Close His Legs
Yesterday, I was on board a small jeepney yesterday. Of course, I was tired and didn't mind getting on [anything to get me home ASAP!] especially because the jeepney was empty when I got on. Now, after a couple of kilometers, the jeepney was full. Unbelievably, the jeepney driver insisted on letting the propective passengers get on even if there was already hardly any elbow space. There was a lady and an old man who squeezed themselves into the empty seat [Seat - Singular!] beside me. I did my best to give them as much room as I could and they were able to settle down. Ang problema, ako naman ang naipit. Langya. The man beside me occupied one and a half seats with his legs opened like. Shit. Like a bitch in heat. Argh. And I was trying to make him feel that I was uncomfortable but no! He still wouldn't close his cursed legs. Damn men for having something in between their legs that they can't squeeze! Buti na lang talaga at hindi hanggang sa terminal yung ale tsaka yung matandang lalaki, kung hindi ay namatay-matay na ako sa... ewan!

2.The Drunk Man in the LRT2 Station
The sun was way up in the sky then and the guy was drunk. I could smell alcohol even if I was meters away. To tell you honestly, I was scared to death, especially because he stood behind me while waiting for the next train. I wanted to walk away, but I figured that the drunk guy shouldn't get my seat and walking away might upset him. The last thing I want is a drunk man shouting who thinks he's bulletproof [Kasi diba when they're drunk and angry they say 'O sige, tingnan ko lang kung tatamaan mo ako niyang baril mo. Di mo ako matatamaan!']. It was a good thing that when I picked a seat, it was quite a distance from him.

3. The OSY Who Finally Decided to Go to School
I still haven't confirmed this [kung baga eh hindi ko pa nakikita ang proof of registration nya.=P] but I think and hope it's true. My friend has finally decided to go to school after three years of stopping. I am happy. I am very happy, because it's what I've always wanted for him. I'm happy coz I trust that God won't let him go astray anymore. I'm happy because his school is walking distance from mine.=P [Talk about hidden agenda.=P] His news [He was the one who texted me and told me he was back in school. He was probably looking for someone to go to school with. LOL. Date na ito. LOL.] was the one thing that made my day. Sigh. God moves in mysterious ways.=P

4. Masaya Palang Magpicture-picture
Matagal-tagal narin kameng may digicam, pero ngayon ko lang naenjoy ito.=P wala, un lang un. The End. LOL.

5. The History Professor
Honestly, from the first time my mom and I set eyes on that Mr. Carganilla guy we knew he has "suspicious activities". We suspected he was a member of the NPA [as a matter of fact, we still do.=P], but we don't know that for sure yet. Yesterday when he came to History class, he handed out purple and green, single sheet readings that struck me as lecture stuff. Aba'y nung tiningnan ko, mga pang-nationalista ang laman! Now don't get me wrong, I have nothing against nationalists. As a matter of fact, I would like to think of myself as their ally. Kaya lang... I feel... unsafe. Yun lang. Kasi... sigh. Basta.

6. Heaven Day
Juzmio, ayoko na ng ganito. Hindi nanaman kami pinasukan ng magaling naming prof sa Maths at SocSci. Langya. Malala pa, skwater ang dating namen nung Maths dahil sarado yung room na dapat ginagamit namin at literal na nakahambalang kame sa daan. Di naman kasi malaki ang Rizal Hall diba? And this one brings home the trophy: Wala pa palang naka-assign na prof sa block namen para "magturo" ng Maths. Lintek ah. Algeb lang yun. Self-study na lang namin, paki bigay na lang yung syllabus. Maaabutan na kame ng prelims [actually di ko alam kung may prelims] eh wala pang binibigay na aralin. Alangan namang aralin namin lahat ng meron sa Algeb noh? Baliw! LOL. At langya, ang prof namin sa SocSci eh namatayan daw. Talino naman. Condolences ha? Pero sana man lang iniwanan niya yung syllabus at required references niya at nang sa ganun eh makapag-aral na ako! Hindi pupwede sa'kin ang tatamad-tamad ah! Baka gusto niyang bigyan ko sha ng 5.0! LOL. Then again, at least nakapag-Rob nanaman ako. Whoo yeah! Sarap mag-Rob. Ang lamig. Nyahaha.

7. Pagod ka ba?
Kanina pauwi ako, nakasakay ko sa dyip yung kapitbahay kong Atenista, na pinaga-Ateneo ako. Ayun. Anung unang sinabi sa'kin ni Jaypee? "Pagod?" Shitness. It must be showing in my face. I assume he wouldn't ask if otherwise. La lang.

Wala na ata akong maikwento. At least wala ng may kwenta. Nyahaha. Ayun.
kitten posted @ 7:30 AM