" hay naku calex alam mo ang traffic dito hindi pa rin nagbabago. hooo!" I was looking outside the car at talaga nga namang sobrang traffic. My hands were on my lap and I kept on pressing my fingers on my ripped denim pants that my friend from Scotland, Seri, gave me. At first, I was hesitant to ask him and thought of just let it go and stay quite or sleep the whole ride, and maybe because I was not yet prepared to hear the answers but as soon as I decided not to ask him, all of a sudden I uttered the words.
