the heat was unbearable..the ever over-crowded pedro gil street was too much.. i wanted a drink, mountain dew to be specific, but found that i only had a twenty peso bill change and a thousand...i was torn from wanting a cold drink from needing my jeepney fares...even though i knew my one thousand bill would be rejected, i still tried..i was too pissed with the guy who said they didn't have change that i walked out muttering: 711 'tas walang change?!? --yep, you just spelled B.I.T.C.H..
i wanted to walk home from vito cruz taft but my head couldn't take any more of today's heat.. my head has been throbbing since the movie and worsened after i stepped out from that....place..so even if i wanted to apparate home like wizards and witches do, i couldn't.. and even if i wanted to skip the walking part from alfonso street to our doorstep, i also couldn't.. so with a heavy heart and a very bad headache to match, i dragged myself home..it felt like forever before i finally reached home.. i didn't waste a second..i found myself undressing, looking for my towel and went straight to the bathroom.. i stayed under the shower for what seemed like forever before my celphone started to shriek.. maybe i should change my ringtone.. i love my nephew and all, but his crying is starting to annoy me..
anyway, that woke me up from my reverie and although i wanted to stay there for a much longer time, i didn't..and as i stepped out from my cold haven, i wondered.....
and wondered even more....
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