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people love this. it makes you feel good. some people call it a de-stressor. others just want it all day long. any inhibitions you had previously had will go up in flames once you've had a taste of it.
now, don't go thinking what i think your thinking.. i'm referring to the buko juice. ^_~ now, c'mon, don't feel bad. after all, it's light, it's tasty, and dang it, it's even healthy!! they say it even cleanses your body inside as well. i just had my fill and i'm humming right now. sweet!~ it's a sweltering afternoon out, and that one BJ did me in. *grins*
well.. anyway, for those who are upset that i've veered from the common abbreviation. let me just share one of my favorite quotes from Samantha Jones (SATC).
"You men have no idea what we're dealing with down there. Teeth placement, and jaw stress, and suction, and gag reflex, and all the while bobbing up and down, moaning and trying to breathe through our noses. Easy? Honey, they don't call it a job for nothin'."
right on the spot!~
*sigh*
tomorrow's my semifinals on med-surg nursing. i can't seem to focus on studying. my mind keeps on straying away, either to facebook, the twilight saga, or food. and eventhough i already made an itinerary for today, trouble is, i have a hard time keeping to that schedule. i've been procrastinating the last 2 days favoring the holiday today as my super study day mode. now, it's already 5pm and i'm still trying to focus. sheesh!
what i'd do to do away with my procrastination.
ugh, i feel one coming. i can feel the drumlike beat of the pain ebbing and flowing. regret seemingly settles in as i realize it might have been due to the extra bar of chocolate i ate this morning. ahh, i can feel it now. like a staccato note, the pain pulses, rearing its ugly head. teasing me. leering at me. now i'm asking myself if that extra sweet dark chocolate was worth it. right now, i can't say..hmm, ask me tomorrow after i've dealt with this.
what's really irritating is when you're just about ready to leave the house and you realize there's something funny going in your tummy. that's when you're breaking out in cold sweat.. you hurry back in, grab the nearest pile of tissues and almost break down the bathroom door in your haste. after a few minutes, a flush is heard and a relieved sigh is almost audible.oh sh*T, i'm late! gotta go...
the jeepney ride. of course, we filipinos know this is the most economical ride, aside from trisikads (instead of a motorcycle, a bicycle is hooked to the thingy). what with the cost of gas in the world market, taxi cabs nowadays have a flagdown of 30 and 2pesos every.. (hmm, i honestly don't know how that works)
what's so wild about it, you ask. it's the fact that every once in a while, you find something hilarious, crazy, and irritating about it. scenarios present themselves in one of the following ways:
1. the fast and furious - this ride is what it says. you know its eager to go again, as once you step on the platform, you're left weaving your way to the nearest empty seat, holding on for dear life and screaming on the inside. you feel as if you've left your soul by the waiting shed. when these rides go, they absolutely mean it. even though you've timed your destination at approx 1 hour, you'll definitely be there in 20mins tops. this is the ride i love the most, that is when you don't have anxiety attacks every now and then. this is a no-no for people with cardiac problems.
2. the turtle - again, this ride is what it says. it's the exact opposite of the first. ironically, this usually presents itself when you're in need of the first type of ride. while waiting for the next jeepney ride, you find yourself lightly sweating in anxiety as you're left with 15mins to travel for 30min ride. dang TV, BM, FB, or whatever two lettered abbreviation you had in mind. going back, you can almost feel an increased amount of sweat as you realize you're in the wrong ride. once you see the jeepney stop at every jeepney stop, at every other corner, or at any point when there're a congregation of people, that's when it hits. depression, drama, even diarrhea? hehe, just maybe upset stomach. you know you are going to be late. you either step off and hail a taxi OR you just sit there and hope it goes faster, when it's clearly not going to.
3. the pack mule - this is where the drivers or conductors believe their jeepney is the last jeepney on earth. passengers here are packed like a sardine can. you can clearly smell someone's BO or perhaps you've felt someone's sweaty armpit through your shirt. IMO, this is the grossiest ride ever. and what's more funny, is the conductor hails 'desperate' waiting passengers and scams them to believe that there is an open seat. once that (SP) scammed passenger gets in, the driver hits the gas, and the SP ends up hovering in the middle. the SP either sits on someone else's leg (harassing that certain someone), or sits with 3/4 of his butt hovering, or courageously stands up to oppression and bangs their knuckles shouting loudly "i gotta get off" (that sounds rather funny, who wants to "get off" inside a jeepney) ^_~
4. the lounge - ah, this is a good one. that is, if you're not in any hurry. this is where you see people almost lying down. this ride is too spacious if you ask me. passengers here act out their 'inhibitions' if you sit near them, it's as if you have a flesh-eating disease or something, they slide their butts to 4 spaces from you. others even love to hitch up their leg trousers and check their overgrowing toenails. i know disgusting. but i've seen them. others just mainly have a blank look in their eyes, oblivious to what's happening. mostly though, passengers here get the feeling of a road trip, with a fare of course.
okay, that's enough raving for today.
note to self: probably post something about the passengers too.
