Those three messages propelled my cynical mind. Would every guy who sends me a "Good Morning" SMS break my heart in the end? Stereotypical.
I was so deep in reverie I realized at the MRT that I DID NOT pay the jeepney fare not once, but TWICE! I did not pay the fare to Baclaran and I did not pay the fare to Pasay Rotonda. I got on and off the jeeps like it were free rides in UPLB. Tsk Tsk!
So, that's why the guy I rode with on those two rides was giving me strange stares. Kahiya.
*.* as if! @ 9:32:00 AM • • RBJ