Aug 04, 2007 22:20
It's quite freeing to tell an authority figure straight up what's on your mind - especially if that person is your dad. So there, I said it, though it was only in email that I will stop putting up with it. Of course, I added in the end... "Ayan kasi, matanda na ang mga anak niyo." With matching, "Hahahaha." Who would have thought I'd have the courage?
I blame manong tricycle driver.
I'm used to walking in Ateneo in the dead of the night to go to my Tita's house and I rarely take tricycles to go there. Since I had laundry in hand, I decided to get one. But the manong, since it was late, charged me ten pesos more. And so I told him, "Bababa na lang po ako." Gah. Hindi ko talaga kayang maisahan.
I realized after that it was stupid. That it was late and the manong could have followed me and did something not good. And then I realized, if I weren't scared of that WHY THE HELL was I scared of my neurotic-little-annoyances? If at that instance, I wasn't afraid to die, why am I still afraid of anything? Haha.
And so there you go. I'm still scared shit of what my dad will email me in reply but now that it's over with, there's nothing to do but wait. *cross fingers*