Who wants to know

Today while waiting for the supposed-to-be end of the world, I got very very bored as there was nothing on TV (on HBO, they actually had this bullshit movie on, about those people with the bullet-shaped heads. I hated that movie since I was a kid) and decided to write about the strange experience I had a week or two ago. 

It is 100% non-fiction.

Once upon a frightful time, I rode a bus home to GenSan. It barely had any people since I left during the wee hours of the morning and had the double seats all to myself. Right before the bus left, a guy stepped in. Tall, mestizo, good looking (perhaps even too good looking), around my age, wearing checkered shorts, a blue collared shirt and a pair of aviator sunglasses.

"Gay," I automatically declared him in my mind, (Oh, let me tell you a thing about me, I can be very judgmental at times HAH!) as he sat on the aisle right next to mine.

An hour before arriving in Gensan, I was minding my own business, listening to music while looking at the scenery, when the said guy brushed my hand (I had my arm around my laptop bag, which was on the empty chair on my left.)

Me: …o_O

Guy: -says something inaudible since I still had the headset on-

Me: Ano?

Guy: Malayo pa ba ang GenSan?

Me: Oo. -puts headphones back on and looks out the window, annoyed-

Around 10 minutes of silence passed between us when he stood up, took my laptop bag and asked "Pwede umupo?" I must have looked pretty alarmed because he laughed and said "Hindi kasi ako taga GenSan. May itatanong lang sana ako."

And then for the next 50 minutes before arriving at our destination, I kept listening to him talking and talking, nodding once in a while so I wouldn't seem like a complete bitch. In the course of the 50 minutes, I found out that he's actually a dancer linked with the Bandila Fusion (HAH! SEE! I told you he was a homo! No one could belong in a dance group and dress like that and still be straight!), he's from Cotabato City studying in Davao as well, who was here for the weekend to visit a friend. 

In the middle of our conversation which consisted of him as the only one who was talking, he asked me "Ano nga ulit pangalan mo?"

This caught me off guard. I immediately thought of possible fake names, but they all seemed so ridiculous. I thought of Eowyn for crying out loud. Aw, what the hell. I'm never going to talk to this guy ever again anyway. "Rea"

"Leah?"

"No," I said, sounding annoyed. "Rea as in R-E-A."

The bus stops, we arrive at the station. I saw my father waiting for me outside by the car. I grabbed my bags and began to leave when he called me back. "Teka, friends kayo ni Maya Kikuchi?"

"O, bakit?"

"Add na lang kita sa Facebook."

UMMM, what? 

True to his words, the moment I opened my Facebook on the same day, there he was, with the tackiest profile picture ever (him without a shirt, showing off his abs of course), which was so typical of him.

Will continue this story later on...

The Twilight Zone

Last March 25, 2011, my friends and I decided to finally put into action our little Odyssey. 

Believe me, we are not your run-of-the-mill college students going off on that obligatory college road trip that marks the end of adolescence. No. We did not have a cooler filled with beer, nor did we have any plans on going to far away bars and hooking up with random people who are just as drunk and stupid and impulsive as we are. No, on the way there we did not sing to the tune of Korn, Tokyo Police or Taylor Swift. During our epic road trip, we sang to the tune of I Can't Wait To Be King, A Girl Worth Fighting For and Hakuna Matata. 

And yes, we did enjoy every single moment of it. :))

Fail copy of Abbey Road haha

Giant crucifix at the resort

I think it's kind of sad that the moment we reached our first pine trees and fogged filled landscape, the first thing that came to my mind was Twilight. I could have thought of any other movie, but no, I just had to come up with Twilight. (and if you're wondering, no I so do not like that movie or book, so don't bother asking)

Welcome to the Twilight Zone 

The pools near the the falls 

It was pretty small, but cool nonetheles

Built in the middle of nowhere :))

Road kill!

On the way home, Jem bought some Strawberry Jam and Pickled Quail Eggs (except on the sticker on the jar, it said Egg Pickles o_O Eggs and pickles… why does that send off a wrong mental image? Hahahaha)

As for our last stop, here we have Epol Falls. Long story short, the trip down and back up was so not worth the view. I mean, it friggin rained on our way back up. We looked like those people on those documentaries where they ended up getting lost in the amazon for days. :))

Were the broken sandals and near dengue attack worth it? 

Note to self: Take Before and After pictures during every trip haha!