Get it over with...

Ha.

Public transportation. Gah. Why do men have that need to open their legs as far as it could go when they're riding a jeepney? I mean, do you really have the dying need to air out your cajones? Dude, you're Asian. You'll never have anything bigger than a cocktail sausage. So, spare us the grief and close your gaddamned legs!

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You know, those reality shows that pepper the screen have created a horrible quirk amongst our countrymen. Everyone thinks it's their god given right to mind other people's businesses. It's like they feel privileged to be a freaking voyeur! In case you didn't get the memo, IT'S RUDE TO LOOK AT MY PHONE WHEN I'M TRYING TO SEND AN SMS MESSAGE TO SOMEONE YOU PROBABLY DON'T KNOW! Also, try to look up the definition of discreet. If I see you again, I'll make sure you get the message loud and clear.

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Yet again, most people have no concept of personal space. General rule is, you never invade the invisible 2 feet radius space of another person. Increase the size of the radius if it's a stranger. It's polite to let people have their own breathing air. Two, it's creepy to stand so close to someone, more so if it's a stranger. Dude, that's the reason why you get beat up. Two words: Personal Space.

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I don't want to judge people on how they want to live their life (most of the time). I mean, I also have my lazy Sundays where I just skip the shower. I draw the line though at hygiene when I'm in public. At home, I can be a freaking slob and no one would care (well, my kids would but you get the point) but in public? A little dignity is important.

Seriously, what the hell did you use this morning in the shower? Did you douse yourself with a whole tank of Minola or Baguio cooking oil? The consistency of stickiness on your skin reminds me of my hands when I'm eating crispy pata. Take it from my body language - I'm cringing and shirking away from you. That's not a sign for "slather me with your oiliness!"

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Told you. Loopy Thursday. Horrible.