There's Life Down that Road

Poke your head out of the barrel once in a while, it’s healthy.

I've been recently wondering what people are up to. With all of my friends at college and family out on business and no contact with people outside your door does that to a guy.

My college friends are probably in the class room, slowly ripping apart teacher's in their mind (with their minds if they could). Probably out during breaks, playing billiards or maybe darts, in the mall maybe watching a movie, eating somewhere or maybe just chilling out. Of course I wouldn’t know. I'm not psychic.

Looking out my mother’s bedroom window, a lot of people were walking by, some of them were... well... fighting actually, but that's normal in my neighborhood, they looked so busy. They don’t even notice someone watching them. I guess life does that and "no life" does this to me.

Some of them were actually pretty interesting, apart from the fighting that’s been going on for like forever, there were certain people I noticed. Like the man selling "binatog". Do you remember that? I didn’t even know they were still making "binatog". He was riding a bike and ringing his bell shouting "Binatog!", I sort of miss that from our street. We use too eat that lots of times before. I guess they just rarely pass our house these days. I wanted to go and buy some, but all my money was in my room and I had to run and I would have probably missed him anyway so I just let him pass. Maybe next time.

There was also this guy next door. I don’t know if he noticed but his ugly butt is showing. And it was not a pretty sight I’m telling you. If you were a woman you would have probably fainted. He was a really old fart; he was slouched and wrinkly. He had his shirt off showing his now-unrecognizable-tattoo. Talk about indecency on our streets. How do you expect kids to respect you if you’re not aesthetically pleasing?

And this old lady across the street in her store. You can’t help notice her since she is across the street from where I live. She just sits there for hours sitting watching TV and waiting for a customer that might never come. There was quite a number of stores and it wasn’t a good investment because where I live completion is tough. Her shop was one of the most run down.

I got up from my loft and stretched. I felt kind of sleepy and went to my room. When I got there, I saw my fat (:P) wallet sitting on my desk. I felt hungry. I took out a twenty and bought something from the lady across the street.