If you live in Manila, you'd understand what I mean. TRAFFIC IS A BITCH. And not just any bitch, but the kind that you tell all friends is whore because it gets around! I mean, I was on my way home from watching Cirque du Soleil (BEST EFFING SHOW EVER, BTW) at 10 pm. You'd think at that time it would be smooth sailing. But no. It was so traffic I wanted to pull hair out and succumb to road rage. And if the traffic wasn't bad enough, my sister (who just got back from Finland and hasn't driven in like a month of so) decides to be a backseat driver! "Shift down", "Stop swerving!", "Turn right" --YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW!
So, I did what any normal person would've done. I lost it. I told her, "Listen, if you want to drive, go ahead! But oops, oh wait, you can't! SO STOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO! I'm already so pissed off with all this traffic!" Then we sat in silence the whole trip home.
But still, really, Cirque du Soleil was hella awesome. It was so awesome, in fact, that I won't even let the traffic ruin my night. I will sleep in peace, dreaming about flight and acrobatics.
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