Got home. I finally completed my clearance at my previous company and then walked to Greenbelt 3 for the Visuals with Vision mini-exhibit organized by the people behind YoCards. A photograph of Maki, my old dog (I still miss him) was on display. Meow was right, I should learn to stand by my work. I just sent the picture with a one-liner email without a title and not much information about the picture and why I think it is relevant to the theme of the contest. I think I can stand by my work, I can be very defensive but you have to ask me first.
Oops! They did ask me, I didn’t reply, just too lazy. I take that back. I can, just need to be forced to defend my work.
I could not wait for the program to start, so I left before the announcement of winners. I don’t think I will win anyway. There are better pictures there by more deserving artists. I was there for two hours. Patience is a virtue I don’t possess. It’s already unlike me to stay alone for that long without sitting.
Meowy was genuinely happy for me. Too bad she was not there because she has work, she plans to treat me dinner tomorrow. I should be glad. I have the picture of my most loved dog on display until Sunday. I am planning to go backwith someone when I am in a better mood.
I sometimes wonder what’s wrong with me… I guess it’s one of those days that I am not in touch with the Planet Earth.
Went to McDonald’s where there are these loud, happy people while I eat food with saturated fat. An unknown song played by probably some pop singer I don’t know. A slow, haunting song about longing for something that’s over, whether it was love or just something else, I did not pay attention.
I went out to smoke a cigarette, feeling smug and everything, I sat in the sidewalks of Ayala. It was nice and cool… finally. There I was content with this quiet bliss when this lady approached me and bursted my personal bubble.
“Pwede maki-text?” she asked.
“Sorry. Wala akong load.” (Ayoko nga!)
“Pwede pasaksak na lang ng SIM. Low batt na kasi ako.”
“Sorry, hindi pwede.”
I said no several times. Call me selfish but I won’t do it for friends or my siblings. Heck! I don’t even do that with my 2 SIMs. I won’t do that for some random stranger in the open street of Makati.
Whether it’s an emergency or not, I DON’T CARE. I am in no mood for charity!
And there she was repeating her request despite my firm NO and she would not leave me alone. I walked away. I hear her say, “Ang damot mo naman, parang nanakawan!”
“SINABI NA NGANG HINDI!!!” I caught myself with my loud (deep-scary-psycho) voice. I could have gone on forever but stopped.
Letse! Mas maganda pa ang cellphone mo sa akin at malay ko ba kung anong klase kang tao. Di ko nga naisip na manggagantso ka but thank you for making me suspect that you are. Thanks for the humility! And THANK YOU for driving away my melancholy and replacing it with anger! Thank you, bitch.
And I went home grumpy and miserable. Good night!
ang damot mo nga..maganda ba?ha ha ha..
I too had an experience about that….
an old guy asked me if he can make a call using my phone, inside SM city..indi naman ako madamot, so I let him call. he gave me 50 pesos after that.he he he..
Di sya maganda. Hahaha! Madamot nga ako at wala ako sa mood at di ko yun gagawin sa kalsada.
scary.. naalala ko un mga bata sa UP Sunken na pilit magpapa-awa para ibigay mo lunch mo sa kanila..
as if hindi rin naghihirap mga estudyante sa Peyups…
pero kung emergency nga yun.. kawawa naman sya.. mali ang tao na nilapitan nya.. hehe
Besides, nasa NCR tayo… mahirap magtiwala kasi malay ko ba kung may modus operandi sila. At sadyang madamot lang talaga ako.