Funny how tha act of sumone takin out his mobile in tha jeep alwez influence me to do tha same, as if tha fact that he/she has a phone is enuf assurance that he/she won't try to take ma phone.

Most people survive by tha amounts of selfishness they have & how much of it they make others feel. People, more than they know it, are usually owned by otha peepz. Sumtyms ya juz back off automatically from a potential friendship becuz you can see that invisible label of ownership tha peepz who own’d em plac’d on em & ya back off fo’ tha similar reason that ya wana completely own em & not juz some part w/c that person’s owner fail’d to fill. Tis same selfishness is also wut keeps us from denyin’ that a part of us is still own’d by sum1 else so that other peepz will have no qualms ‘bout givin’ themselves to us.

Wut went right & wrong @ ma overnight outing to Bataan:

-: Companions diden show up on time so p.i.c. & I hafta go & take tha 6:30 ferry ride by our whole lonesome.
+: Gewd thang we diden git lost thanks to tha locals who gave us tha right directions & thanks to p.i.c.’s reliable memory wc absorb’d all directions like a sponge.
-: We got charg’d 50 bucks tho’ fo’ our short tricycle ride in exchange fo’ tha directions given.
-: I forgot to bring shades & slippers.
+: I got a kehwl pair o’ white shades & purple slippers fo’ P60 & P20 respectively @ tha Balanga market.
-: Tha inn we stay’d in wc was divided into 4 small units, painted powder blue, &had steel bars for gates look’d like vaults spesh wit names on its front. Ours was “JM”.
+: Since we got there first, p.i.c. & I got first dibs on tha four beds to choose from. [We chose tha two nearest to tha electric fan]
-: We found out that our sink faucet was missin’ its handle & tha loo missin its lock.
+: T’was all s’pos’d to be cheap @ 750 fo’ all 6 of us.
-: Wen we were @ tha beach, a gewd-lookin’ boater Nat call’d tha “bangkerong kolboy” conn’d us into ridin his boat wit promises of takin us to tha cave, corals & otha scenic spots fo’ only 200 for tha two of us & 300 wen fo’ two more friends who join’d us later. But wen we reach’s tha middle of tha sea wit tha motor creatin’ much noise so t’was hard fo’ us to make conversation & everythang, he took advantage by askin if t’was a’ite to shell out a hundred more so he can take us to tha scenic spots. Wut hpen’d was we got off his boat witout seein’ anything & paid him 200.
+: A local who resembled Rene Requiestas eagerly took me & p.i.c. to all tha photo-op worthy spots in tha resort. He even got tha keys to tha treehouse & otha places w/c weren’t open to tha public yet juz so we cud take pictures. And he diden even charge a thang –juz smiled at us excitedly as he beckon’d us to follow him to more hidden spots of interest.
-: Ma ancient swimsuit wc I thought still fit since I rarely used it, felt like t’was stranglin me wen I wore it more so wen I juz ate a full meal & fo’ a while, I thought itll give up all together in strugglin’ to keep me in & burst @ tha seams.
+: Had fun competin wit Nat & Zha fo’ tha “most wrinkled hands” category, searchin’ fo’ “toasted” kids, watchin p.i.c. do forward rolls again & again in tha water, discussin’ politics, movies & thangs wit tha three of em, & listenin’ to Ana’s quips bout her pregnancy.
-: By Sunday noon, ma head was suddenly spinnin’ & tummy & limbs hurt & suddenly I was hurlin all over & carryin’ on like a sick child & actin’ embarrassingly & more pregnant than our 6-month old pregnant companion who wasn’t makin any fuss at all & diden hafta be tended to unlike brilliant moi.
+: Gewd thang p.i.c. carried ma bag & gave me headache & excretory pills & bought me food & ticket wen I cant walk & was bein generally naiz to me tho’ I diden allow her to sleep on our way to tha place by talkin’ her ear off.

Spiders plan room dominion
There is a profusion of weird bumps on ma head… it hurts & feels like little zits but I’ve no idea where it really came from. I have a theory, though. Theory is that they are spider bites. There are a lot of em lately in ma bed –those spiders wit wispy legs. And me as a live & let live creature compassionate to all living things [‘cept to ‘roaches] simply cant bring ma’self to squash tha poor thangs & deprive em of life they have tha right to live. Wut I do wen they pass me by while im in bed is catch em in ma hand then open it & let em go on ma bedroom floor. Long as they’re not on tha bed wit me, I don’t mind em one bit. Besides they prevent mosquito bites by eatin mosquitoes. Only now I am infested wit spider bites. So now there’s prolly an army of em in ma bedroom.