God it’s so good to be back in my blog. And for a fresh new post, I’ll give you my jeepney story. Yes, I’ll give updates of my everyday jeepney story, as much as I hate jeepney drivers, I’ll write as much stories about them. Not that they’ll read this blog for all I care. Anyway,
Yesterday as I was on my jeepney ride home, eating with my all-time favorite puff rice (yes honey. I’m nearing twenty-two and those childhood sweets still gives me happiness in my almost adult journey to boredom), a girl in front of me was looking at me intently. I don’t why at first, but then it hit me- she’s looking not at me, but from what I am eating.
Then when she notices that I was looking at her too, she turned her look away.
Then she stares at me again, and this time, I didn’t looked at her, but I still feel she’s looking at me.
A feeling of bully-wannabe inside me crept, and as I was munching my third puff ball, I looked at her, and the poor girl buried her head between her sister’s lap. I can sense her defeat. Yes I’m evil and I’m hungry. Her sister sensed it too, she just smiled in amusement(?) over her sister's dilemma.
Sorry sweetie. This ‘woman’ (she’s just pretending to be one) in front of you will never give in to your desire, even if you’re cute (which *ehem* by the way in respect to your mom, you’re not that really cute), she won’t give you a piece of her puff rice.
Ever forget what old people used to say to kids like you?
Don’t accept things from strangers (and don’t ask anything from strangers too, even if you’re just staring at me).
Hindi mo ako makukuha sa tingin.
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I'm planning of making a separate blog related to this topic sometime. It's something one those annoying traits we Filipinos (or the Filipinos; I still see myself a foreigner in this country, with the way I see and act things, I'm definitely no 'Filipino' in any acceptable sense.
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