I got home 1pm. Took a bath and headed straight to North Cemetery. Its Sunday and its time for me and Joel to visit his departed father. There were around 7 people to be laid to rest this afternoon. It caused alot of traffic along Laloma and Blumentritt. It was so tight that I was forced to walk to the cemetery entrance, 1 km of walk at 2pm - VERY HOT!. I know that alot of you are scared of cemeteries, but try going to one every other week and ill bet my fluffy ass youd even fancy posing next to mausoleums and open crypts. Needless to say Ive mastered the art already. We bought flowers and candles to offer to Tatay Enteng. We left after saying prayers and cleaning the area. We were supposed to watch Fantastic 4 at SM Lanzaro but its fucking SRO. So we shopped instead. Joel paid for our dinner and gave me chocolates. Hmmm. I wonder why?
A queer thought hit me while the jeepney that I was in got stuck in traffic. Why is it that Flipinos, both men and women, instinctively sit at the front seat right next to the driver. Theyd really choose to sit next to stinky drivers with minimal leg room than sit comfortably at the back with the other passengers. Is there any study about this? Im guilty of this. I guess the reason why i contemplated on this strange fact is because I was sandwiched by the driver and another old fella. The driver was smelly, the man next to me in the narrow seat made me all sweaty and we were stuck in etermal traffc. All for the love of the frontseat. Soo fun!
That was me right next he guy in orange.
Age: 23
Location: Quezon City, PHILIPPINES
Height: 5"6
Favorite color: earth colors, kulay tae
Motto: Kick, dont lick!
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