Posts tagged wtf
Posts tagged wtf
Wala lang. Hindi ako makadecide between “The Fast and The Furious”, saka “Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest”.
1. Withdraw ENTIRE salary for the month.
2. Papalitan ng puro bente pesos na papel.
3. Ilagay sa inflatable pool.
4. SWIM! :D
5. Deposit back to account.
Masarap sana kung may papel na 25 cents no? >:D
…Let me repeat that. I caught myself singing the PCSO song.
Not because of some pretty lady passing by.
Not because of some physically demanding activity.
Not because of anything.
My heart just wants to race.
Goddammit, masakit! May kelangan akong gawin and yet here I am, forced to rest. >_<
Except when you’re wearing a suit, in which case people would think you just made a bad business decision.
Talking about this shit gets you branded as an emo.
I like cars. :)
Assumption: I’m rich and I can buy a car and a motorbike. And I will in fact buy 1 of each.
Question: WTF do I buy first? @_@
That aside. Napa-“Holy shit” ako nung makita ko dream car ko sa Calamba all the way to LB. Same color rin! Pero napaisip ako bigla ng…
“Ang takaw nito sa gasolina… Plus mukhang race mode ako lagi pag minamaneho ko ‘to… Baka madisgrasya pa mga angkas ko.”
(I chose to be in race mode; the fuck do I care what happens to me?? That’s my own stupidity I have to suffer for - pero ibang issue para sa mga “pasahero” ko)
That said, I’m writing out the Impreza WRX STi from my “to-buy” list. I still love the car. But not today. Till we meet again.
Habang papunta ako sa office ay nakita ko yung hayop na nakatabi ko sa bus nung isang linggo. Sabi ko sa sarili ko, “mukhang alam ko na ita-Tumblr ko pag-uwi.”
I was wrong. Hanggang 2nd paragraph ko lang siya mame-mention.
And so, after spending my day working, and actually going home earlier than usual (but still later than when my boss left), muli akong sumakay ng bus pauwi. From Cubao ay nakatulog ako right after Ortigas, at sa Petron along SLEX na ‘ko nagising.
“Mahabang biyahe pa~”
Natulog akong muli at nagising sa Waltermart Calamba, a mere 30 minutes away from my final stop. Tandang-tanda ko pa na inaantok pa ako during those times, kasi from Waltermart eh nalaman ko na lang na palabas na kami ng SM Calamba - around 5 minutes rin akong unconscious.
“Malapit na ‘ko~”
…You’ve probably noticed how my last sentence does not end with a period. And thus, the fun has begun - it has been set in stone that I would be waking up past my stop.
Hindi ko lang talaga expected na ganun kalayo yung mararating ‘ko.
First time kong nakatulog sa bus eh Friday ng 1st week ko sa OJT. Pauwi ako sa LB nun, at nakababa na ‘ko eh sa border ng LB at Bay - katabi nung “Welcome to Los Baños” na sign. That was around 2 to 3 km away from my usual stop - no big deal, pero shet ang dilim nung binabaan ko. Buti na lang may jeep agad akong nasakyan.
Second time ay during OJT again - pero papunta sa direction ng Manila. Megamall dapat ang baba ko, pero sa terminal ng HM na ‘ko nakababa. Yes, nakalibot na yung bus sa U-turn slot sa may Kamuning / Kamias.
Third time ay employed na ‘ko sa pinag-OJT-han ko. Again, sa Megamall dapat ang baba ‘ko, ngunit nakalampas na naman. This time though, sa Kamuning / Kamias na ‘ko nakababa. It was kinda stupid actually, since mas nakatipid sana ako (I think) kung sa terminal na ulit ako bumaba.
Finally, I had my fourth time just a couple of hours ago.
Nakuwento ko na up to the point na hindi ako fully conscious nung nasa SM Calamba na kami. I was thinking na magigising rin ako sa may Olivarez, about 5 minutes away from my actual stop.
Obviously, hindi ako nagising in time.
Nung magising ako eh nagulat ako’t ang dilim ng daan. Ang unang tanong na pumasok sa isip ko ay, obviously, “nasan na ‘ko?” - something I couldn’t answer right away. I was trying to make sense of the place, making sure kung lampas na nga ba talaga ako, o sobrang antok lang. It was about a minute after I’ve woken up when I saw a familiar sign board -
“…Kamayan sa Palaisdaan…”
“…KAMAYAN!? BOSS BABABA NA ‘KO DITO!”
I wish I was lying, but I did in fact shout inside the bus. Not as loud as how I typed it suggests, but I still shouted.
Now, in terms of distance eh mas makakarelate kayo kung icocompare ko ang particular biyahe na ‘to sa EDSA. Let’s say na from LB eh bababa dapat ako sa Magallanes. Ang Kamayan sa Palaisdaan, the place I was currently staring at, would be Ortigas. Ganun kalayo.
Nung inexplain ko ang situation ko sa konduktor eh nagdecide siya na sa “Masapang” na lang ako bumaba, dahil yun na ang next stop na officially may ilaw sa tabi ng highway (it was fucking pitch-black). Kakuwentuhan ko na yung ibang pasahero tungkol sa paglampas ko - idaan na lang sa tawa ang sitwasyon. Hehe.
Finally, nakababa ako sa Masapang, Victoria. Remember my analogy? This would be Kamuning / Kamias (checking Google maps, I’d say my comparison is accurate). I got off 10 fucking kilometers from my usual stop. Nag-jeep na lang ako pabalik (thankfully, THANKFULLY, meron pang jeep) at natawa na lang ako habang nagbi-byahe pauwi. Nakakatakot yung daan - madilim. As in madilim. Idagdag mo pa yung fact na kumakain ng Dragon Sid yung driver habang nagda-drive, and the fear gets intense. Pero di ko siya masisisi, nakaka-adik nga naman yung pagkain na ‘yun. :D
Bakit hindi ako gising nung konduktor? Kasi libre ako sa bus - ibibigay ko lang yung privilege pass ko habang naniningil siya, tapos kukunin ko na lang pag bababa na ‘ko. Hindi niya alam kung san ako bababa until I actually get there. It’s a double-edged sword, really.
1.) He takes your jokes literally, and your jokes happen to border legal issues.
“I have no marijuana with me.”
2.) He doesn’t realize that you’ll get in trouble because of what he’s doing, but continues to do so anyway.
“No, I don’t like you offering to send NSFW pictures when I’m at work. Or even when I’m home for that matter.”
3.) He insists that you take the same approach to your hobbies.
“I have 2 siblings whose education I’m saving up for, so I won’t be buying those figurines. And no, I don’t like trolling the internet.”
4.) He has no qualms talking about his sexual preferences - and you happen to hate those preferences. But he fucking talks about it anyway.
“Be it 3D or 2D, I don’t go after people who looks like a kid even if she’s of legal age already.”
5.) He refers to “poop” as “poop”, and “pooping” as “pooping” even if you’re in public.
“I call them ‘array elements’ and ‘dequeuing’.”
He’s still a friend. Just a painfully weird one.
“Great, we get to read more rants from this guy - and a lot earlier too. Remember when we used to not wait until he gets home for his latest post?”
“You tell me. This guy is nuts.”
Fifteen minutes before 9. Plus it’s Friday. Yey~! :D