sneaky loneliness and drunken misters

It's interesting how one can be lonely in the midst of friendly company. That sneaky loneliness that creeps up amongst teasing laughter and spirited conversation. When all of a sudden, you're on the verge of tears, craving the company of the only person who understands your every mood and action.

And given the fact that it's an impossibility at the moment, you turn to the next best thing -- solitude, to reminisce about memories of moments spent together.

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I usually enjoy my commute home. The solitude gives me time to think about my day and reflect on the events that happened during its course. It gives me a chance to clear my head of work-related stress and prepare for a relaxing evening at home.

But tonight, I was on edge for half of my commute. There was no time for reflection nor introspection. I was just praying for a traffic-free travel that would make my commute faster.

Hindi ako naiihi . Hindi rin ako nana-number 2.

The problem was this man who was stupid enough to get drunk at eight in the evening and was not even man enough to hold his drink gracefully. He was singing all throughout the half-hour jeepney ride, while ogling me from time to time. The first time I caught him staring it me, I gave him a 'dedma' look, and he had the gall to wink at me! Ugh! After that, even though I can feel his eyes on me, I ignored him for the rest of the ride. Upon arriving at our destination, I made sure to walk as fast and as far away from him as possible.

I hate men like that. I know it's ok to look (but never, ever touch!)but an appreciative glance is one thing, an outright lascivious stare is a totally different thing altogether. Men like that make me feel dirty just by looking at me.

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