long day

I hate the straight-backed chairs of ordinary buses
I hate window seats with no armrests
I hate cubao ibabaws
I hate crossing ibabaws too
… even if that’s where I get off
I hate walking from the intersection to the end of the flyover looking for a pasig palengke/simbahan/pineda/san joaquin jeep
I hate carrying a jacket when I don’t need it
I hate high school coños partying in front of our house when the party is next door
I hate eating cold beefsteak
I equally hate eating cold rice
I hate eating crumbs from an 8 oz can of ketchup-flavored piknik
I hate eating sour lansones
I hate eating warm buko pie on a wet plate

what can I say?
it’s been a long day..