Their Family Name is Annoying

I always travel to the bukid very early in the morning.

4 am.

That has been my routine every Monday (kung uuwi man ako sa ciudad on a weekend) for the past 48 million years.

Oo, ganun katagal.

Anywhore, this morning was extraordinary but not in a good way.

I woke up at 3am, did the usual rituals and I was at the local terminal before 4am.

I was wearing my red cigarette pants and a baby blue collared tee. A leather slim sandals and my MJ tote.

After the long queue at the ticketing booth I immediately went to the bus so that I may get a good seat.

To my surprise, the bus was already 95% occupied.
The passengers on the first 10 rows were members of thesame family, parang pupunta ng reunion.

I can't get a seat yet because most of them were on the aisle talking, laughing, akala mo nasa palengke ang iingay.

Nakatayo ako sa pinakaharap ng bus kasi nga hindi ako makadaan dahil nakaharang ang mga maiingay na nilalang. They have no concern that there are still passengers trying to get a seat.

6 na kaming nakatayo at ako ang nasa harapan. Yung iba nakaharang na sa pintuan ng bus.

After a minute, uminit ang ulo ko dahil parang walang planong umupo ang mga peste. I decided to give them a 'wake up call.'

I yelled.
(in tagalog ha, not bisaya. hahaha)


"EXCUSE ME!! WALA BA KAYONG PLANONG UMUPO?! HA?!"


Silence.

They looked at me.

And they sat down.


The Diva has arrived.
I just thought.

LOL