the best things in life

...are worth P145!

One of the things off the What Makes Arielle Sindac Smile list- Congee!

I kid, I kid. That's the price of a real sweet bowl of Lean Meat and Century Egg Congee, with an extra order of century eggs. I put a pregnant woman and her cravings to shame whenever the weather gets like this. Where you just want a cup of hot chocolate, or a real nice comforter to wrap yourself in to make you look like a human slug. Aaaaand you can be just like me, someone who used to boycott Chinese food, but loves congee too much to say no (Real story tho. I got "food poisoned" when I went to LA last year. Didn't have Chinese for half the year. I shizz you not).

So as you can probably guess, I'm pigging out alone for lunch. Which I totally deserve, okay? Considering I need to boost up what's left of my self-esteem and ego after what I went through. Insert horror movie background music here. Dun-dun-dun-duuuuun!! Applying for a driver's license.

Oh sure. How easy is that, you'd probably say. But think again. This is the Philippines. 

When I was taking the written exam, there taped up to the wall right next to where I sat was a sign that read: "Having a driver's license is not a right, it is a privilege". It was along those lines anyway. I wasn't really paying attention since I was still thinking of how much important things I've missed out on because of doing this. Since my parents wanted me to get my license today, I had no choice but to obey. 

I've had a mean streak lately, being all rude and screechy whenever I get nagged by either one of them. The life of probably every angst-filled teenager.  

So despite me almost failing at parking during the actual driving test, I still can't believe how much I've invested on this little plastic card when I was done. Having driving lessons during the summer, having to listen to a sleep inducing boring as hay hay lecture, the stupid drug test. Sheesh.

Here's to me being legal, being allowed to drive, BUT not being able to drive to school and not being given a car to drive with. Hey, at least I learned how to, right?

Whatevs, I'd rather much learn how to drive on The Streets, not only because that's how my dad and his awesome driver/bodyguard learned how. It also sounds way cooler and a hell lot of gangsta when you say it, "I learned how.. from duuuh streetzzz" 

Boooyah! Jester's dead!

- >:)