Monday the 13th

Went to taft today, total hell...ok not entirely..most of it atleast..
so far the scariest thing that's happened to me on the bus..
-> so i rode the bus at around 1:30pm right?, and sat next to the window near the half end of the bus when this vendor guy pointed at the back of the resthead infront of me where someone wrote in blue ink pen "kingkong dukot wallet" i was all..okaay? in my mind yet alittle alarmed ofcourse "what are you trying to say mr vendor man?"..i didnt realize there were some stuff on the floor resting at the side of my feet untill the vendor pointed at this pile of plastic and worn out bag and said (translated :P) "whose things are those? looks like some crazy guy's stuff" i didnt understand why he assumed it was from some good for nothing guy, i thought he was just being stupid..when the vendor left the bus this old guy with glasses sat beside me, he motioned to the stuff on my foot implying it was his..i didnt feel weird though, he was just some old dude counting his money on the way to wherever he was supposed to be..i looked out the window and saw the vendor motioning me to move seats, closer to the bus driver, then pointed at the old guy next to me..i felt fucking weird, my heart started beating faster than it already was..ugh..it was so annoying..i hate it when i feel like other people have this power over me where they can make me feel scared or uneasy..its just annoying..anyway so i moved seats, next to this lady..and i was fine for the rest of the trip..untill it started raining..faaacckk...good thing i had my umbrella or i wouldve just cried..and let me tell you it wouldnt be the first time something has pushed me to my limits and made me cry..in public..anyway..FREAKING PEDICABS...screw them..i dont get it. everyone else in the country are using trics..what makes taft any different? fuck environment. taft isnt exactly a haven for blue birds and bunny rabbits.i mean come ooonnn...uggghh!..wouldnt it be better if we cut that pedicab diver some slack and just let him drive something with motors and spare him sweat and energy, and spare us some extra "baryas" and time..ohh precious TIME..the first time i rode a pedicab it was freaking hot and the poor pedicab driver was sweating and panting so much as if he pedalled that pedicab to the top of mount makiling carrying 2 boulder rocks..seriously? i wanted to offer him some water after that..the second time it was raining quite hard and the pedicab driver had to carry the umbrella on one hand and drive the thing with the other..wtf...if u hadnt noticed most of the modes of transportation today have roof over the drivers head..gahd!.and seriously, i paid 30 pesos to be pedalled, ney, craaawllledd to a distance that i couldve walked for free and gotten some long "seeked for" exercise only to be late anyways for my first class..haha..ok enough ranting..anyway, so there, i did what i had to do at taft, now to the good parts of this day :D
...met up with dominique went to town to buy this uber smexy fushia "not purple" dress on mango..iluvit!..i wanna buy mooore like this black dress on topshop and more accesories from accessorize..we are absolute shopoholics..and we are perfectly aware that----- it was passed on to us by blood!..we both have really fashionable parents..i have it on both sides let me just say..and on third generation heredity (my lola was the ultimate shopper; she knew what was good and if it fit her she would buy it in every pattern and/or color..price tags are not bothered)..anyway, i am at a faaaar off situation than my lola ever was and the rest of the world mourns with me..i shall have to resist! also cause me and dominique made a pact that we would have to save up for a shopping extravaganza at MOA 2 months from now...*excited-ness* so much for mourning, "laugh and i shall laugh with you, World, mourn and you mourn alone", as I say...anyway, after i buy the black dress i will start saving..i promise :D

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