Pet Peeve # 236

I just arrive from an hour-long flight home, my parents come fetch me and the first question that often pops up the moment I close the car door is, "Are you hungry?" I never say no to that question. And before my mom asks if where we should eat, she briskly hands me over a piece of chicken pocket pie, "Here, it's good." This has been our ritual over the years whenever I go home. I eat the pie in the car on rare occasions, but oftentimes I take the pie home and eat it at our dining table. Over the years, I have learned to eat ceremoniously that it's uncomfortable whenever I am in a non-ideal position to dine properly. This includes having to eat in the car, in movie theaters, in stadiums, on a blanket by some scenic view, in my room, or any non-dining area that does not set the mood for a proper eating position. I don't know...I am somehow distracted and hassled by the idea of having to eat while not having the right table nor utensils to do it. I guess aging gives us the option of not being practical, instead having a sort of sophisticated standard that gives us less option of having fun. But for me, I take it that I prefer to do things one at a time, if I go watch a movie I watch the movie without smearing butter all over my hands. If I am to sit through a game or concert, I don't want having stuff on my lap nor my armrest that I will have tolerate as rubbish the moment I finish the stuff. If I'm by the beach or watching over a mountain with the most scenic view, I want to just be there in that moment to stare at it and not chew on a sandwich. If I'm in my room, I want to be not eating because the ants will come. 

Now take note, I said eating...drinking is something completely different. I bring a bottle of beer or a cup of coffee and stare at a view in serenity. Now that's the perfect situation for me. 

Pet Peeve #015

One of things I hate─HATE─HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE! are people who are in a perpetual state of out-of-body experience because every time you ask them something, it seems like they first have to find they souls in abyss before gaining consciousness, reflect on your question like you were questioning their moral fiber when all the while you were asking if they have eaten or not. 

Unfortunately, like a ceaseless punishment, some of these people are permanently linked to me...and this often result to a quick conversation, usually ending with me just going quiet, walking away, or asking the next person closest to me. I ask, "Do you think it's cold?" And the person stares at a distance, contemplates on why the weather is such then goes in a slow voice, "N-noooo...I don't think so...mmmaaaaybe, noooot sure." WRAAAAAAAAAAAGHHH!    

Pet Peeve #025

SOME. PEOPLE. JUST. DON'T. GET. IT.

There's an art to sarcasm, and those who don't get it I label as people with dry humor. 

And I'm not even gonna explain myself.

Pet Peeve # 523 and # 274

On my way home last night, while riding the jeepney on a rush hour, several men attempted to skip the idea of lining up and waiting for one's turn to hitch a ride home and simply grab on the jeep's back without thought. This is a typical scene every night, men jumping on the backs of jeeps and clinging on like monkeys. It just so happened that I was in the front seat and the driver kept screaming at them to get off, but they insist on doing the stunt to get home early and possibly die along the way. The driver told me that not too long ago, five men were grabbing onto the bar when it snapped causing all five to fall off the jeep. Good thing no one died, but if anything gruesome happened to them the driver is the one to blame when it's those men who chose to be stupid. I know this practice has been banned in some parts of the country, but apparently it's fine in Taguig...and those freakin' kids also mimic what these stupid men do. Seriously, I've also heard a driver once stating that one of his fellow driver was not aware that one of the men making sabit on the back of his jeep had fallen off and died. I'm not saying good riddance, but I am also saying that stupid actions result to stupid deaths. I'm glad drivers are more strict when it rains because the steel bar becomes slippery and chances of an accident is assured. 

With my Pet Peeve # 523 said, comes the reason why it is so is because of my Pet Peeve # 274. Although I love the fact that jeepenys are known the world over as this exotic Pinoy vehicle, riding it on a daily basis has allowed me to experience the flaw of its design. It has elements that cause injuries on occasion...I for one have had a number of self-inflicted pains in the process of getting on and off the jeep. The top injury I have is bumping my head on those lights bulging off the center of ceiling...and I'm not the only one as I've seen/heard people painfully hit their bunbunan more often than not. There was even one event wherein a man smashed the light bulb with his head. 

Another hazard are those bars that allows passengers to make sabit at the back. Some are specifically designed for maximum abuse. If the jeeps don't have such elements, then stupid men would have nothing to hold on to, so the sabitan would cease. 

So why do they keep making them? We live in a democracy.

I wish there would be a company that could standardize the designs of jeepeneys and make them something cooler than just random whatevers being stuck together until--TAH-DA!

Pet Peeve #038

Holy crap! Some people just don't know how to sit in public restrooms nor flush after their crap! At some point in my life I've seen a lot of horrible things in a toilet seat. Either floating, on the rims of the bowl, or on the floor. Not necessarily digested food, but nasty things nonetheless. It affects your appetite that day, and your impression on the world in the long run. So people, the toilet was invented for you to sit on and not step on. It was designed in such a way that your waste is contained in a receptacle so that it gets flushed in the septic tank. HOhsjbdkjasbkd...the visions still haunt me at times.

Pet Peeve #11

Of course I blame the government for many things, depriving us from the comforts that industrial countries experience, but I know my misery is not their fault. If anything, I have every right to blame myself for my self-inflicted bitterness. I hate people who point their fingers at the government for their unemployment, when in fact incompetence or real effort could be the true factor. A man screams, "I'm poor because the government doesn't give me money or a job or a house or food or education or healthcare or clothing for free!" Tragically, this is the very man who sits on the streets scratching his head and gambles the day away, then drinks until pathetic come nightfall. Of course we can blame the government for a lousy urban planning and terrible benefits, but we can't just keep on pointing at them until our hair turns grey. After all, if you yourself know that this country is a little more on the hopeless side and know that the government is mostly to blame, you can just sit and die waiting or do something since you're part of the society that comprises this bittersweet country.

Pet Peeve # 018

Like seriously!? 

I pity you because the Like button is intended for your friends to click, not you.

Pet Peeve # 026

YES! WE HEAR YOU! Now stop it! 

Pet Peeve #013

The thing about being an artist is that there are always people in need of some sort of artwork/design/editing/photo taken...but people mistake us as being so passionate about art that we'd be so happy about doing the job that we wholeheartedly do them without expecting anything in return. For certain people, maybe...but we have bills to pay people. This includes basic needs and far-fetched wants. We love pretty stuff--and it takes money to get most of them.

Pet Peeve 489

That's right people, you look more like losers unable to quit the addiction than "cool" smokers.

Pet Peeve # 1024