Disclaimer: Pardon my sick title. I really have no idea what to entitle this entry because a lot has happened earlier.
It was a typical Monday morning for me. The day before, I planned on going back to Elbi at 6:30 AM to avoid the heat during the commute. Unfortunately, thanks to the curse of the alarm snooze (whoever invented this has ruined my life lol) I woke up at around 7 to 7:30 AM. Seeing that I cannot do anything about it anymore, I just let it go and carried on with the morning. As usual, I prepared my things, took a shower, dressed up, ate breakfast with my parents; and after 45 minutes, I’m ready to go. Daddy offered to drive me to the terminal in the next town (Dasmariñas), but we have to go to our laundry shop branch in Trece (which is the next town to us; if you’re coming from Manila, you’ll pass by Dasmariñas first then General Trias – where we live – then Trece) to pick up our kasambahay who just had her dayoff. I agreed since I also need to buy a medical cream for my skin. After buying the cream in a drugstore, we dropped our kasambahay off on our subdivision’s gate and then off we go to the terminal. And then it all started.
We arrived at the terminal just in time for the van to travel. I was the second to the last passenger the driver needs to take off. As I sat down and paid the 60-peso-fare, I noticed how humid the van’s atmosphere is. At first, I let it go, thinking the engine haven’t been running for long so the aircon needs time to cool. However, when we reached GMA, I started to wipe the perspiration slowly making its way to my cheeks from my forehead. It was incredibly hot! When I checked the aircon, it was working good; but it was only intended for the people at the back. You see, the van has rows. The driver’s and two passengers in front, our row, then two more rows at the back. The front row has their own aircon so they have no dilemna. Another aircon was above our row so the direction of the air was to the back, leaving our row hot. I tried to lower down the vent to give our row a little air but to no avail. At that rate, I started to think, medyo nalilito yata yung aircon kung aircon siya o heater. My patience and tolerance were really tested so I chose to handle the situation maturely. I wiped and wiped my face, arms, and neck as the aircon failed to do its duties as an aircon. I texted my dad about the circumstance I am in but he didn’t reply. Anyway, the entire ride went that way with four of us on our row hot and perspiring. Partida, wala pa akong dalang pamaypay o tubig kaya sobrang init talaga. I hope the driver or operator or whoever is in the authority will do something about that van’s aircon.
Besides the heat, there was a passenger on our row that disturbed me. She was talking so loudly over her phone. I kept looking at her because she was SO NOISY. I tried plugging in my earphones and listen to music to shut her voice out of my head, but I failed miserably. You see, I grew up in a home that never shouts. Our family talks mildly. Yes, there are times we get angry and frustrated but we do not result to a shouting spree. So when I heard that girl shouting, I immediately felt furious and irritated. She was very loud! Sample? “HELLO?!! OH KAMUSTA KAYO JAN?! OO, MAMAYANG 12 PA NG MADALING ARAW AKO JAN MAKAKARATING SA LUCENA!!! OO!!! NASA BIYAHE PALANG AKO PAALIS NG CAVITE!!!!! HINDI!!!! GUSTO MO LOLLIPAP?! E KENDEH?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” Ay grabe talaga, friends. I think she’s around my age judging from her face and body. I kept laughing at my thought, probinsiyana rin naman ako pero hindi ako sumisigaw sa cellphone at naaalok ng “lollipap.” She went like that for half an hour. Everytime a call ends, she’d dial another and have a really loud conversation again. Madaming load si ate. At about half of the ride, when she was silent because I think the person on the other end of the line is talking, the driver called her attention and said, “Ate, pahinaan naman konti. Marami kang kasamahan jan.” Luckily, she listened to the driver and had quieter conversations since. Nakakaloka si ate. I thought it was going to last forever. Kuya driver, ikaw ang hero of the day!
This is all for now, I think. I still have two more kwento about today’s commute from Cavite to Calamba and I promise I’ll include them in part 2. I seriously need to review now so I’ll keep you guys hanging for a while. Lol.