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Silly Brat


I woke up late today and so confused if I should go to school or not. And it was already too late for me to realize how regretful I was in dragging myself all the way to school and in making myself starve to death. Yup, I always forget about eating whenever I'm swamped with a lot of things. To think that I didn't have class today, yeah, the pressure was so intense. Realizing these, I've thought of giving myself a consolation. I decided to drop by Chowking, near UP, and eat my not-so-favorite Beef Wanton and Siopao.

At first, I was too hesitant dining in since chinese/korean/japanese/thai/mongolian food disgusts my poor stomach. I had bad experiences with those asian restaurants that I do not wish to name, for their sake. But I still dined in, anyway that's the point. It was not so soon when I realized that I ordered the wrong siopao, my most-hated Bola-bola, and that the beef wanton noodles looked poorly. Guess what? I was enlightened na walang masama sa taong gutom. I was really satisfied with what I ate, knowing that I didn't spend much during the day so parang bumawi lang ako.

Okay na sana, i.e. nirvana na sana, but one incident spoiled things out.

I was almost done eating. In fact, I was on my way to my final bite when the guard approached me and said, "Sir, pwede naman pong magpaa, pakibaba po." I wondered what the hell is he saying, only to find out that he was pointing to my right foot on top of the chair next to me, on my left. It was the first time for my attention to be called just because of that. I know that it was really unethical but who cares? I was having fun eating, alone (take note) and how dare he to interupt me. Besides, I'm sure naman that my foot is clean. Anyway, I didn't bother to remove it and it made me realize how bratty I was.

Huwag niyo akong tutularan. Masama ang ginawa ko, for your information. But let me just clear things out, I was never mad at the guard. In fact, I nodded with him politely when he approached me.

I left the fast food chain and
muntik na ako maiipit kasi binitawan na pala ng guard ang pinto. Of course, hindi niya sinasadya. =P


8:55 PM
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
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