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Sunday, September 03, 2006

com‧mute[kuh-myoot], verb: to travel regularly over some distance, as from a suburb into a city and back by means of public transportation.

As most of you know, i commute to school everyday by bus. I have no complains, really, since i'm lucky enough to just ride 1 bus everyday to school. It only gets harder when i ride a non-airconed bus and jeep going home, especially under the scorching sun. Still, i try not to complain because it's much MUCH easier than having to take the bus-train-jeep to and from school everyday.

... but sometimes, i can't help the freudian slip-of-the-tongue "at leasty hindi ka nagcocommute" while talking to someone. It is different when you can take a car everyday to school. I know everyone will agree with me when i say that driving to school is so much easier than commuting to school. <-- who crazy person will try to disagree with me? (maybe just to piss me off, but we all know that i'm right)

My mom knows that. I know she does. Even she said it herself that she can't stand riding the bus to go somewhere. She tried it once to get her practicing license in manila and she never wanted to do it again. But she still insists that commuting is less hassle than driving. GET REAL, MOM. You don't drive and you don't have to find parking. Most importantly, you don't have to pay for toll and gas. These are her arguments to prove her point. I can think of so much reasons to prove that her point is wrong.
If i drove to school...
(1) I don't have to wait for the bus to come
(2) AND I don't have to wait until the bus gets filled up.
(3) I don't have to walk and cross the street everyday (under the scorching sun or windy days that ruins my hair i took time to fix)
(4) AND get harassed by perverted guys.
(5) I don't have to think of how to get there
(6) I don't have to be surrounded by people all the time
(7) AND, I don't have to make siksikan with other people
(8) I don't have to feel sweaty and sticky all the time.
(9) I can leave anytime i want.
(10) i don't have to smell every unpleasant smell there is in the world everyday
(11) I don't get rained on when it rains.

... i can think of so much more arguments why driving is still better.

Again, i'm not complaining. I have already gotten used to commuting, anyway. But can we all get real and just say that if you have the means to drive instead of commuting, take it? ... i just think it's annoying that my mom had to be so defensive when i said that it's hard to commute. "...and driving isn't hard?" I just don't know. To be honest, i know she knows that i'm right.. that the only reason why they can't take me to school and back or why i can't take the car to school is to save gas. i understand okay, but can you allow me to complain once in awhile without getting snapped at in return?

Or at least consider the idea of having a carpool to school.

and also, allow me to show off that i can commute without being mayabang because it is hard.

... i'm just ranting. That little conversation my mom and i had awhile ago just really ticked me off.

i'm lovin' it @ 1:12 PM

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

i try. i freaking try.

why do you always have to test my patience? WHY.

i'm lovin' it @ 1:29 AM

Thursday, August 17, 2006

so much for my no emo blog. . . i can't help it. i don't write anymore unless i'm emo.

7:00 pm - while riding the bus with nikki, i had a major reality check. Kwento kwento.
7:12 pm - *snap*
7:30 pm - we argued about which time was correct -- the one on tv or the one on the man's
watch.
7:35 pm - i lose and decide that the news station is probably more accurate. Back to
contemplating.
7:36 pm " you know how your image of this person is totally different from who he really is and you're left at awe at how much you were so stupid to have ever thought that?" -- bulag ka gia.
7:40 pm "pakshet. hindi talaga worth it."
7:42 pm "1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8... ano ulit yung last step?" --- gia, pati ba naman pauwi iniisip mo yun?
7:45 pm " gia, ang sakit ng legs ko." --- brought to you by gymnastics class. (handstand + cartwheels + helicopters + windmills + baby freeze) ooohyeah. we go ghetto, yo!

i'm lovin' it @ 9:45 PM