"Associative Looseness"

I rode the habal-habal today. It was quite refreshing and scary and dyahi at the same time.

So, many eyebrows are raised. What is a habal-habal?

The only way for me to get to work at times is if I drive or if I wait in line for the FX going to Ayala. Then when I get to the Shell Station, if i'm not late I would be lucky to catch the company shuttle and and if I am (which is most of the time) late, I would wait in line again for the bus. The bus is very madalang so the pila would reach to maybe 100 meters and usually tayuan. Around the area, there would be men in motorcycles who charges 20P for the hatid ride to your building. They are called habal habal.

Anyways, it was scary and kadiri too because I had to wear a helmet (it's the law) yuck! yuck!I dont know how many people had worn it and if those people had dandruffs or any infestation living on their heads. Yuck! yuck!

However, I felt free riding a motorcycle in the city for the first time, along the roads of Forbes going to global city. I was half-smiling the whole time. Half proud of myself for being not so maarte and holding on to madman's motorcycle.

It was nice. At least I got to do it before I leave. :)

25 year old sagittarian, born under the planet of Jupiter, year of the rooster. Daughter of Zeus.

Idealistic and optimistic, i see things for their potential, i refuse to look at the obvious and make my way around things, poking and asking questions if need be. I like passion and drama and the play of words, it amazes me how one single thing could be describe in so many ways yet still enthralls you everytime. I seek for the finest expression of feelings; i seek for the realization of my deepest, darkest, funniest, most romantic ideas-even if it's only in writing.

I find solitude and peace when i write. Even if people thinks that i just try hard that's why i come up with my collections, that i am patient, and i am hardworking - well, i work hard to achieve my goal, i wait patiently for its' turning to life through my pen, and i try my hardest to squeeze my vocabulary and my brains out when inspiration strikes me- so i could write.

Writing takes me to places I wish I could go to. Writing puts me in situations i wish i am into. Writing fires up the deepest emotion i don't think i'll ever feel in this world - it is my escape, it is my haven, it is my paradise.

I don't want to force anyone or anybody to read my work. I write for myself, for my own amusement, for the expression of my thoughts. You and many others are merely spectators, i gave you that privilege-i can take it away. Your opinion matters only if i say so, i am my own critic, i am my own reader - this is my galaxy.

Now, ask me again why I write.