more ramblings

category: of the moment
rainy day today: classes cancelled, we were supposed to have an exam this morning but it was postponed yey! i went to the internet cafe in philcoa and my friend colette texted me and asked if we can watch the village in makati, i said yes since my day is essentially free. so i went from UP to Philcoa to the MRT to Mercury drug in Glorietta to sbarro to the cinema to buy tickets to goodwill to pass the time and finally cinema 7 for the movie.
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this bagger for the G bookstore was this really old guy. i don't know if something's wrong with me but i feel sad whenever i see an old person working for his wages like that. pity just oozes out of me like melted ice cream from the side of a cone. i feel he shouldn’t be there, somebody should be taking care of him or something, seeing him bagging all those books into those sorry little packets just about breaks my heart. i don't know, i probably don't even need to be sad for him, who knows? he might be doing it for fun, maybe he enjoys bagging. Or he could be this nasty old man who yells at his grand-kids or he could be this really mean guy who gets horrendous when he doesn't get his way around the house. for all i know he could be a person who more than deserves to sit by that corner and be bored to tears bagging books for the rest of his life. he could be any of those things but still, here i was, looking at him with gloomy eyes, hoping he wasn't there and was doing something better with his time.

random thoughts and observations while waiting for a bus

category: of the moment

location, Los Banos, Olivarez, waiting for a Cubao bus to get back to Quezon City

thoughts running through my head as a stainless jeep passed in front of me, my reflection briefly seen:
why don't I look as invincible as i feel?

a few minutes later:
2 drunks passed by yelling incoherently, they had their arms supporting each other but they seem to fail at that since they continue to sway, looking like trees in the middle of a tropical storm
i looked at my watch, six o' clock in the evening, too darn early to be out drunk... and in the middle of the mall too!
they stopped near a wall and unlatched their grasp from each other. one immediately faced the wall and started unbuttoning his pants. of course this is expected of somebody who drank too much, fluid has to be relieved from the body.
the other guy turned away from him modestly and tried to busy himself with his cigarette which he unfortunately lost to the ground. he was probably contemplating why it suddenly became a complicated feat to hold a lighted cigarette between two fingers.
the bus came. i lost the two drunks and the rest of the crowd from view.