I just can believe how expensive everything is nowadays. I was cleaning my desk a couple of days ago and stumbled upon an old Shell receipt with the price per liter of their then flagship fuel Velocity was Php 16 per liter. Php 16!!! Those were the times when me and my college barkada (with me as the perpetual pilot) would be able to go to SM Megamall and back to UP in within our 3-hour break to grab a movie. And it was indeed cheaper to bring a car than pay for fare for 5 people.
I queued up for gas and the price for Shell’s flagship V-Power is at Php 58+. My Php 1000, which was supposed to last me for the rest of the month, filled my tank with only 17 liters. Which, given the mileage I get from my car would allow me to travel 145 kms. 8-10 home to UP and back. Even minimizing the number of trips I have to make in a week failed to cut down on my transportation expenses. I still have to go to UP since I’m already in the process of writing my thesis proposal. And just the fact that making the trip costs a lot sucks balls.
My friends are a bunch of smart people. You can mess with the permutations but to sum it up, we have four cum laude, two magna cum laude, and one summa cum laude graduates (of UP Diliman at that). We have a math professor, two discourse analysts, a software engineer, an EC engineer, a web developer, an award-winning digital artist, a painter, two law students (soon to earn their LLBs), a med student (soon to be an MD), two published writers, a systems analyst, a project coordinator, and two people who can speak Nihonggo fluently. An impressive roster, indeed.
However, we, as a barkada, have one basic flaw. We tend to be brainless when together. Give us a spot where we can congregate, whether it’s over iced coffee or bottles of beer, and every hint of intellect would then slowly fade into obscurity. Then out come the evil monsters spawned by repressing lifestyles and demented childhoods. Next thing you know, you’d think that you’re not seeing what’s supposed to be a bunch of decent young professionals who have respectable careers. Pretty much like how Bruce Banner turns into the Hulk, only with less physical mutation but pretty much the same level of insanity.
Kids these days… At 24, I really feel too old and I’m starting to complain a lot at how a lot of kids these days are a little too bratty (or too emo) for my taste. Yeah, I’ve had spats with my old folks back then, but I was never like this kid.
Slappin’ yo’ momma like she was yo biatch? Damn. Makes you feel scared of the possibility that you’d be responsible for bringing such spawns into the world.
Too bad, that in the US, they can’t whoop kids asses. If this kid did this here, he would’ve been lucky if it’s just the belt buckle. Hehehe. Remember that LA Lopez song, “Ang batang lumaki sa sinturon, hindi na lalaki. Hindi na lalaki.” Damn, no wonder LA Lopez grew up to be such a wuss.
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