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Sunday, January 18, 2009Define pathetic…
It’s about that guy who just won’t take his eyes off the girl sitting beside him in a jeepney ride from Buendia to Monumento. Its his lurking eyes, scanning her face down to the bulges in her chest that he doesn’t have, further down to her smooth white legs as if he wants to touch every inch of it. Its his mind thickly clouded with the smokes of Taft Avenue. Its his desperate, sexually-driven intent to start a conversation of just about nothing while painstakingly zooming his eyeballs to every detail of the prey breathing next to him, short of tearing all her clothes apart. Its his persistence to catch her attention, when all he gets is a not-so-patient look from someone who’s trying so hard not to be hostile. Its his machismo stinking heavily in open air.
Define pathetic…
Its that boy who moved to the seat beside her when the first pathetic guy went off the jeep in Manila City Hall. Its his Joker-like smile flashed to that girl who just received an indirect sexual harrasment. Its his playful moves trying to lure the girl into a conversation about that man who raped her in his mind just a few meters ago. Its his lame intent to take advantage of what just happened to make her into a prey for himself, while painstakingly zooming his eyeballs to every detail of her just the same.
I commend the girl for keeping her ground, whatever that means. She could have avoided that though by adding extra inches to her clothes.
Define pathetic…
Its that man sitting at the end of the jeep, who witnessed all of it… who just sat there and watch them rape her indirectly. Its him who knew a very good hint of what’s actually going on in their heads, up and down. Its him who actually hated them but quite understood them just the same at those moments. Its that man who is also a man trying not to be a man in that perspective.
Define pathetic…
Its the deadlock amongst at least four of them in that jeepney ride from Buendia to Monumento.
Its that deadlock which perpetuates the status quo.
maynilad
Friday, January 16, 2009Please welcome the recipient of my first temper slip this year: Maynilad.
Imagine waking up at around 10am being alarmed by your neighbors because your water supply will be cut by Maynilad agents. The past months’ due is P0 - none, nada, nothing! - and the current balance due not earlier than next week is just P98. And people from Maynilad will come here and boastfully announce that they’re gonna cut off the water supply? Ridiculous. That’s water man. The river of life. Water that you need to cook. Water that you’ll use so that you won’t stink in the office. Water that is worth wasting if thrown to people like GMA to flood her away, together with some of her lame allies.
And for a balance, regardless of the amount, that is not due until next week? Wake up man. If my good neighbor didn’t bang our door to warn us, I might be on my way to the gym just to take a bath before I go to the office.
Mix-up? There’s no room for mistakes in these kinds of issues. Again, its water dude.
I promised myself I will be more patient, understanding, and accomodating this year; and I broke that this morning. I could have been sorry later on for boiling my temper up and lecturing around with an unfriendly tone of voice. But why would I if they didn’t even bother to apologize for the confusion (if that really is confusion, or if it just so happen they woke up on the other side of the bed or if the tooth fairy didn’t visit them overnight) after my mom handed them the bill. Not even an explanation - they just turned around and left.
I heard another neighbor commented, “Naghahanap lang yan ng pananghalian”. Welcome to the Philippines.