so its been like less than a month since i surfed the net..here i am stuck in the heart of my beloved province zamboangga del sur where i have proven that patience is thus, a virtue to be practiced and lived..

well, actually, i just said that because im getting utterly annoyed and bored by this vacation..not entirely though..maybe just this trip here in pagadian which is where i am ironically unfortunate enough to surf the net in a cafe where they're actually using dial-up as their connection..as if i have any choice but you know..i was really expecting DSL as their connection since its a 'cafe'..anyway, no use crying over spilled milk..(was that the right idiom?)

on the way here..i mean, when we were on the ship going here from manila..the ride was quite an adventure, really..first, we had to wait in a very long line to be able to enter the gate..when we got inside, the pier was practically swarming with muslims who were, no offense, quite the noisy type..(again, i have no prejudice against your people..just so happened that majority of the people, and i mean 99.5% of the noisy people were muslims)..it was like hanging out in a beehive..there was also this instance where the porters where practically bumping into you with those sweaty and smelly bodies and dirty bags over their shoulders..i mean, this is the usual picture in a pier but i think you shouldn't really go bumping into people..besides there's the word, 'excuse me' which some porters use, actually..you can only imagine how my patience was really stretched to its limits..

so there i was..all sweaty and wasted waiting for our ticket to be sort of approved..when we got in our beds, i quickly settled in because i was already drained of all my energy..i thought it couldn't get any worse..unfortunately, it can..when almost all of the passengers had boarded the ship, one freakin child screaming at the top of his lungs woke me..and since he was just beside the bed across mine, i could hear him nice and clear..i couldn't do anything but cut my supposedly 120-minute sleep and eat dinner..

the next day, breakfast was served at exactly 7am and one of the crew had to wake us all up..my eyes were all puffy and one cup of coffee wasn't able to take away my drowsiness..then the nightmare began..the food wasn't for humans..as in..

that went on for 3 days..i had to bear it or else, i wouldn't be able to survive the trip..my patience was like san juanico bridge now..

then, we met this guy whose face was totally freaky he really looked like a psycho..i had to stay away from him and glare at him everytime just so he coould sense that he wasn't wanted..

there's also this guy who was an absolute flirt..his bed was just beside mine and he was actually talking about sleeping with the married woman who was below his bed..i was soo shocked by his attitude..he had the nerve to flirt with the married woman?and to think that the woman was entertaining him!what happened to fidelity and righteousness??

remember the booy i mentioned above?well, he couldn't get enough of screaming foor 1 night..he continued it for 3 excruciating days and there was this instance that he was yelling 'bili kayo tae,tae!limang piso lang!tae,tae!bili kayo tae!'..who in his right mind would sell shit at 5pesos?

on about the 2nd day of the trip, we stopped over dumaguete where i thought i was lucky to have sun signal..well, so much for expecting people to text me..huhu..that is why i'd like to thank the kind hearts of krisha jay, my dad and kitt for replying to my messages..they were the only ones who remembered i existed..huhuhuhuhu!talk about self-pity..hehe..

by the 2nd day, i wasn't really enjoying the trip anymore..except for the times when i would wander alone and stare at the sea for hours..it was hypnotizing, really..but later on, i would come back to my wits and realize..oh my God!i can't see anything but water, water, and more water!im in the middle of the big blue!

fortunately, the third day came sooner and at last we arrived..

oh, wait..i forgot something..maybe 5 hours before we got off the ship, there was this freaky woman who screamed 'sunog, sunog!'you can only imagine how freaked my mother and I were..we were so ready to jump off the ship only to realize that the freaky woman only smelled the smoke from the lit match stick which her husband used to light his cigarette..stupid!

and so, i end my impatience-induced rantings..with my patience stretched to the absolute extent..

posted by dEv_iL at 11:17 PM