Chronicle of a day

Morning
Woke up badly. Sleeping late worked. Desired effect achieved. Dad brings breakfast. Still haven't talked with mom.

Noon
Headed to Katipunan. Listened to Modest Mouse for most of the trip.Was running late, and Czar stopped the taxi at McDo. I told myself: "Run, you fucker! Run!" And so I did. It was refreshing.

Afternoon
Wish's singing was amazing. Was a douche around her mom, talking relatively blatantly about money and swearing.
Rock Band 2 and Guitar Hero: World Tour. It was real swell.

Night
Felt really good on the way home. Listened to classical music on the LRT. The ticket seemed more illuminated and I understood what Mansfield said about light, a little perhaps.

Ate a 39er at Jollibee. Being thrifty is a refreshing experience.

Mom (indirectly) texted. Resurfaced bad emotions.

Walked home. Imagined someone trying to mug me on my way home. I'd throw my wallet to the road, when he turns his head, I'll push him there; maybe he'll get run over. I'll laugh, and play Mozart's "Funeral March" for the fucker. That was only a bloody daydream.

Car accident on the end of the bridge. A taxi and a private vehicle. Thanked God.