one sweet banana cue

i got off from the building where i work, at around 9 am. I ride a jeepney going to osmeña boulevard. i was so damned sleepy to open my eyes to see the faces of my co-passengers. i was there, setting at the very end of the seat near the driver's back. time to time, i would disturbed myself to act as awake everytime the jeepney comes into hault then, closed my eyes again. on the course of the 15 minute travel, so many things seemed happened. for one, i thought i am already watching my daily pokemon show at my apartment and just being awaken with " palihug" as i passed the fare to the driver and slept back again. as i closed my eyes back, another scenario flashed and i cannot determine if it was a continuation or another episode of my crazy concious totally unconcious all the time i was dreaming.

when i woke up, we were already at the Cebu Provincial Capital Building at a junction with the Osmeña Blvd., i said to myself atlast less than 2 kilometers more and im already there. trying not to fall asleep again so as not to over on the point of stop (jeepney stop) where im supposed to disembark. the sun is almost on our zenith,it was a quite sunny morning with all the college students of Cebu Doctors University traversing on the streets. it was so pleasing to the eyes with the boys wearing their skyblue polo with their white pants and the girls on their pink and gray combination uniform. i don't exatcly know, why they'd always look very nice and neat, well here is fact, most of the students came from well-off families so difinitely these young men and woman have the advantage of knowing how to carry theirselves very well. second, they have good skin that would compliment to the colors of their uniform making them look refreshing and rich.



with a smooth turn on the round about osmeña circle, i now see quite a number of students wearing yellowish-gold uniform. perceptions are: simple, neat, and that's all. oopps!! but one could not really deny the fact that these kids have brains just by looking at the uniform. i'm not telling that other students from other schools don't have brains, but what i mean is, they are scholars of the people. most of the students came from middle class families to poor. that's why you can really tell the hardship they went through just to go to school. these kids compare to the CDU students they carry big bags loaded with books borrowed from the library. books are very expensive for them, so photo copying or manually copying the texts is one great solution for assignments.

and as we crossed p.del rosario from a not so distant location is my Alma Mater, University of San Carlos, with the theme colors green for freshness, gold for old. as much as i would love to share the bests thing about my Alma Mater i choose not because i might write a very long story about it for all the 4 years of college that i went through. so lets's just save it for another blabbering story.

three, two, one. "Para!!! lugar lang" came out my mouth. yes, im now ready to get off from the jeepney. i went down straight to sanciangko. when i turned right, i smell something yummy for my hungry stomach that i just didn't know it's already starving. and good Lord, i stopped on a side walk banana cue seller. and to alleviate the pain im having in my tummy, i bought one stick and happily writing this with every bite.