Kanina, habang ako ay nakasakay sa pampasaherong dyip at binabaybay ko ang aking byaheng pauwi, may isang musmos na batang sumakay sa dyip at nagpunas ng mga maduduming sapatos (o tsinelas) ng mga pasaherong nananahimik (o natutulog) at nakatingin sa kawalan. Bigla na lamang nagugulat ang mga pasaherong dinadaplisan ng kamay niyang hawak ang isang madumi at maliit na basahan. Ngunit, isang bagay na nakapagpapukaw sa aking atensyon ay ang pamilyar na mukha niyang taglay. Siya rin pala ang batang madalas na umaangkas sa bawat dyip na aking nasasakyan sa araw-araw na aking pagpasok at pag-uwi sa eskwela.

Laking pasasalamat ko at hindi niya inaabot ang aking puting sapatos (bagkus ito lamang ay kanyang marurumihan dahil sa ilang sapatos na ang nadaanan ng kanyang nag-iisang basahan) ngunit kanina ay sinawimpalad ang aking sapatos (pasalamat na lamang ako at hindi ako nakaputing uniporme). Hindi lamang niya naistorbo ang aking katahimikan at pagmumuni-muni sa byahe kundi nagdulot pa siya ng isang malaking pagkainis.

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Another fun story I have encounter in one of my LRT ride.

I believe everyone is aware that the LRT line 1 (even MRT) has separate boarding areas for males and females. There are visible indicators posted in each stations but still, there are guys kept on riding in the designated trains for females.

One morning while on my way to school, still wearing a sleepy head the train stopped at Blumentritt station where people are running to make it inside the train (trains usually closes immediately in this station) however, one male “unconsciously” entered the female boarding area (yes, he looked unconscious…LOL!) that is why the security guard entered inside to ask the guy to transfer to the other train. He said “Sir, Lipat lang po tayo sa kabila, sa mga babae lang po ito.” the man had no reactions. So he said again “Sir, pakibilisan lang po, masasarhan po tayo ng train…” with a fast tone. And so, without a doubt, the train buzzes and slowly closes its door. The security guard tried to wave his neon colored glove for signal but he failed. He just scratched his head and smiled.

Poor security guard, he was brought to the next station for just doing his job. Imagine what caused him for some “pretend-you-don’t-know acts”.

That scenario drove away my sleepiness for I laughed within me (Bad me…LOL!)

Then, I don’t know now what had happened next.

This is not a taxi horror story but please read it though…=)

I can’t help but blog about my jeepney experience last Tuesday.

Since typhoon Karen showered, the whole Philippines incredibly wet that leads to the suspension of classes in ALL levels thought it ran a bit late. People loiter on the street waiting for jeepneys, fx, buses and taxis which are always full when it arrives. LRT’s jam-packed. There’s traffic and there’s flood. Plus, I am on my all-white uniform. However, this does not stop me from going to the mall. LOL! This is where the story starts:

So my friend and I planned to go to Robinson’s Ermita (Pedro Gil). Luckily, we made it there but we waited for almost an hour for a jeep that can accommodate two people. We had encountered several jeepneys but it can only accommodate one so, we let it pass. As our jeepney was traveling along Quiapo area, there was this two old lady with a child who forcefully rode the jeepney though only two seats were available so one old lady was at the center of the jeepney, bent down and trying to fit herself into the seat but there is none. So with her impatience, she just yelled “BUMABA NA YUNG MGA BABABA…” I chuckled silently and looked at my friend. Then, two ladies (around mid-twenties I think) got off the jeepney. Therefore, in the end, the old lady finally got her sit comfortably. I just said to my friend, “SANA PALA GANON NA LANG GINAWA NATIN PARA KANINA PA TAYO NAKAALIS…” Then we both laughed. I don’t know if the lady heard me, it’s just that it entertained me, despite of the heavy rain. LOL!

Just getting something positive out of a wasted situation. LOL!