SEQUENCE ONE: That retard maniac
so i went to mass, and i decided to put on a dress and matched it with a pair of shorts. it looked good. in fact, it looked so good i had boys drooling over as i pass- and one took that phrase literally.
after mass, i was supposed to meet pao cos i agreed i would go with him to watch this MMA competition. I told him (since he was not replying) that i’ll wait and meet him at MCDO pateros instead. So i rode the jeepney and some friggin bastard came in and sat in front of me. he was a mean man from what i saw, he was strong built, with massive tattoos on his arm matched with a maniac looking face like he just got out of some prison. arrghh.
i forced myself to ignore his checking-what’s underneath-my-shorts with no hint of discretion whatsoever, besides the f*ck—i mean fact, that he’s been eyeing me ever since the time he got to his seat, he kept on wiggling his legs up and down nonstop and touching his crotch from time to time and then pausing to let out his tongue as if licking something. gross. yeah. it sent some shivers on me alright. that was enough for me to get out the jeep right away mindless of where i was being dropped off. that bastard had the nerve to follow me a stare as i was going off the darn jeep. bwisit.
A Coke light float does the trick
I did not intend to spend today. All I ever wanted was to have some break and that bastard ruined it for me. But i decided I could not let him get the best of my day. So I decided to buy some stress buster: a Coke Light Float Combo. Yum definitely an all time fave. A little while later, Paolo came. Told him everything. He said I ought to be careful the next time. And we went off to Cubao for that MMA fight.
MMA. PMA. PNP?
It was one heck of a joy ride. Since no one was replying, Pao said we ought to take the bus to Cubao. Para daw mapagtanungan ung konduktor baka sakaling alam kung saan ang PMA. I asked him, what PMA stood for, He said he vaguely knew either.
“Philippine Military Academy ata yun” he said.
What do I know right? He told me to keep an eye on the road baka raw makita ko sakali ang PMA na yun. And so I did. But I didn’t come across anything but a PNP so I figured (and maybe so did the bus conductor, because he suggested we should get off from there) that must be it. We got to talk to two policemen, they said they did know the Philippine Military Academy but they are sure it’s not in Cubao.
The closest thing to what we described as a mix martial arts tournament was the Philippine Martial Arts daw. natawa ako bigla. un pala un, hehe. Well they told us to hop on to the train and get off at cubao station. when we finally got to Cubao, we haven’t had any luck. We did not find it, which landed us to Megamall to eat and watch a movie instead.
The Grave Diggers-Dancers pala.-pao
On the way to Mega mall, Paolo realized he was missing a hundred. Between the 2 of us pa naman he was the one who’s really eager to watch a movie, I had the feeling I was going to be tagged as ‘it’ tonight. I was taya with food, I was taya with movie. but its the company that mattered. ^^
The movie was ok in the beginning but got cornier and cornier in the end. Dominic Purcell was really disappointing. I did not expect he’d accept such role. It was cheesy and corny and everything in between. the special effects ruined it all for the movie.The story was predictable. Some scenes were funny—although they were not supposed to be. There are wide-eyed skeletons that had their jaws locked to a non-moving wide smile –and that you just have you just have to see it for yourself.