MRT Rush Hour killz.

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Have you ever wondered what a sardine feels when it's trapped in its small can?

I haven't. And so life decides to spare me the effort by actually putting me in a similar situation.

METRO MANILA IS SO HUGE IT KILLZ YA.

I'd like to see normal, flat roads, like the ones back in Davao, kthx. I long for NORMAL straightforward routes, or at least one ride or two ride trips. I'd like to ride on taxis which don't charge obscene prices. Here we got LRTs and MRTs which, although they are very cheap and very fast means of transportation, mimic a can of sardines where hardly any room for breathing (let alone moving) is left to the poor passenger. -_-

So yeah. Kaming duha ni mama nagsakay mi ug LRT-MRT DEADLY combination. Napisat intawon mi. Maayo nlng gani na naay Chowking Soup for the Soul (LOL factor) na among mapaminawan para ma distract mi sa kaguot ug sa kainit sa sulod sa train.

I so despise leaving Quezon City.
"On clear and peaceful nights like these,
There's nothing more I'd like to do
Than to lie down, under the heavens,
And to gaze at the stars with you...

-nEOnIX