the weather agrees with me

i'll probably never be the same again. the world is unfair. why is reality carrying a sledgehammer to hit me with?

okay probably i should start.

i was with my foster bro and partner, kim, waiting for the classes to finish at the local school. but before that we went to buy at the small market across the street.

it seems that as we passed him by, a gay selling shakes pointed at me and motioned to my bro. he told another foster bro to introduce me. i was, of course, enraged and grossed at this. we told this to kim and a couple more of my classmates and guess what? they all went to talk to gay boy. one of them mentioned my name accidentally and he goes, "ahh. pepi pala pangalan nya." (what an asshole.)

so i try to escape somehow but it seems that the only way to head back to the village is thru the same way we got to the school. guess what? that's where his shake stand is.

anyway the village is such a sanctuary for this. but i realize that i must pass him by when it rains and i have to get my extra shirt on the bus. guess what? he calls me by name as if he knew me personally. he even tells me to come to him. he even tells me to not be shy and come to him. what an asshole!

so i come back and the shake jokes drift in the atmosphere. in the session hall. in the bus. in the third floor. they even sing "milkshake". i wanted to hit them all but hey, i realized that i would be doing the same thing if someone else was in my position. but even sir lasap jokes along.

as i arrive in the pa office i relate what happened to my mom. and then my titas, her friends, joke along too. i wanted to cry because not even my mother understood me, and she knows i hate gays.

so on the car i press the appropriate buttons to play disc number 5. then i retreat to my sanctuary called sleep. but reality seems to have no mercy as when i wake up, i thought i was free. and then it dawned on me that a gay was just stalking me today. *sigh*.

but then i'm thankful to God for women.