“May hika ka then gusto mong pumunta sa Divisoria? Magtigil
ka nga!”
I heard that line a dozen of times already but I’m
definitely their daughter, I’m also hard-headed.
1 January 2018
“New year, new me” as
they put it – so I decided to be a daredevil, I accepted someone’s invitation
going to Divisoria; that was on the first day of 2018.
2 January 2018
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Waiting for a bus, my heart was thumping and my mind keeps
playing unending train of scenarios – negative scenarios of what if’s … then a
bus came.
“Uy. Tara na, sakay na tayo,” His voice quickened my
heartbeat and made the train track shift.
I slowly dragged my feet on the ground coming towards him. Why?
I was thinking of an excuse! I was trying to back pedal but it hit me, the bus.
Well not literally, the bus is in front of me, waiting for me to step in and so
I did.
Throughout the whole ride, I was struggling in familiarizing
myself with the bumpy road to Divisoria. Why not? I’m a tourist on this famous place and I might
come back sooner or later. Just kidding, I was overthinking that what if I got
lost.
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As soon as we descended from the bus, the polluted air blew
on my face. It. Stinks.
I held my bag and breathe tight, fast-walking to exit that
stinky place. At last, still holding my bag tightly as if it would be part of
my body, we walked the what-so-called “bangketa” selling shoes, bags, clothing,
and plentiful of other everyday things. I was quite disappointed so I asked
him, “Ito na ‘yon?” and he answered while pointing to buildings far from where
we are standing, “Hindi pa, ayon pa ‘yung pupuntahan natin o. Layo ‘no?” My
eyes widened. Mom, if you happen to stumble to this blog memoir, I apologize
for being hard-headed, I won’t do it again. Just kidding, I would definitely go
to this place again.
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Passing through “pasilyo” I take my words back. It was
fascinating inside the shopping mall. It was surprisingly cold, probably
because there’s no bunch of people jamming the pasilyo. Most of our time
walking around this certain shopping mall was spent eyeing shoes and clothing
but not buying any of those things.
Heading to the uppermost floor, smell of waffles entered my
olfactory nerves, at that moment, we realized we haven’t eaten lunch. Searching
for a budget-friendly fast-food chain … there’s none so we head down to the
food stalls near the Lucky China Town.
But of course, due to our joyous atmosphere surrounding the
two of us, instead of eating, we ended up taking photos on the large blood-red
Christmas tree. While taking photos, we can feel people low-key laughing at us,
why not, we’re making derp faces on the
camera.
After the photo session, we decided to head home. On the
bus, windows were covered with bright yellow curtains, guess what we did.
Another photo session! We slept the whole ride home.
It was a nerve-wrecking fun ride.
I’ll definitely going to that forbidden place again.
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