Bus Rides, Baby Carrier, and Barf-flavored Jelly Beans

Bus Rides

It was just yesterday when I had my first bus ride after twenimilyen years (or like since September last year). I obviously missed the feeling of riding one because I am eager enough to write about it here. Yeah, I missed the feeling of riding a bus every single day, back and forth, when I was still working, and even more, when I was still studying.

I missed the times when I was almost occupying the two joint seats because I was just doing a school project to be passed that day. The seat beside me was occupied with all of my materials, including all the cut construction papers, scissors, glue, basically everything messy and colorful. I can see the irritated face of that person who waited for a little while for me to fix my things and let him actually sit. And yes, if ever you're wondering I was able to finish the scrapbook before I left the bus. 

I missed the times when I bump into or share the ride with someone I know, or more specifically someone close to me (because if that's someone I literally just know, that will be awkward, knowing how anti-social I am). It's so nice having to talk to a friend for two or more hours... or if by any chance, the situation starts to feel awkward because there's nothing else to talk to, just having a shoulder to sleep on... or to just have someone you know sit beside you and not talk at all. I remember my guy best friend paying for my fare but I wasn't able to talk to him during the entire ride because I was too busy studying for my Physics/Chemistry exam. I was so busy reading something I really didn't understand because it's comforting to know that you've read the whole thing even if you can't understand a thing(that was my make or break final exam, about to happen just after I jump off of the bus).

I even missed the times when I can only wait, helplessly, for the bus to arrive at Taft before I can jump off it and run for as long as I am breathing. If you live in Cavite, you would certainly have an idea about what I am talking about: the heavy flow of traffic, or sometimes no traffic at all. Everything on your lane won't be moving for hours straight. During the first few times I've encountered this, I was too nervous that i won't be able to reach our school on time. Fearing that I would be facing those professors who loathe tardy students. But as time goes by, I learned to shrug it off. I was even at times laughing on those people who were stressing too much about it. Hey, I can't do anything about it, I am not the one driving. 

Yes, I thought all about that during my two-hour bus ride yesterday. 

Baby Carrier

So it was also Saab's first time to ride a bus yesterday.  We weren't really allowed to tag along since my Mom and Tita will only be commuting, but, SAAB'S INSISTING, so we went anyway. The first thing we bought was the baby carrier so we wouldn't have to carry Saab all the freaking time. She's getting heavier and I can't stand carrying her for hours in the mall.

After eating launch we went to the department store. My mom bought some stuff. I was patiently waiting for her to finish so I can also try some clothes on. Thank God Saab's such a cute baby all the salesladies wanted to carry her. We, of course, agreed. I was so happy I can finally fit the clothes I want to buy. 

Sadly, I have this other problem which resulted in me purchasing just one item. I don't have a shirt size that would fit me good. Mediums are too tight and Larges are too loose. What am I supposed to do now? Go on a diet so I could fit into the medium-sized clothes or eat more? Or should they just, you know, create sizes for the 'in-betweens' like me. 

Barf-flavored Jelly Beans

We were about to leave the mall when I saw Candy Corners store and I remembered Ferald telling me about these jelly beans that tasted like diapers and boogers. I looked for it in the candy store and found these Jelly Belly packs. Beside the boxes with assorted-deliciously-flavored jelly beans are the Bean Boozled boxes. Being the adventurous type, I opted for the Bean Boozled instead of the regular good-tasting jelly beans.  

This product has the tagline, "Dare to Compare". Apparently they have these  good tasting flavors and counterparts of very disgusting ones. They're of the same color and smell so you wouldn't know what flavor it is until you munch on one. 

Personally, I both like the counterparts, toothpaste and berry blue. They both taste good. The flavor that I hated most are rotten egg, centipede, barf, and booger. They apparently taste exactly like what they are called. Seriously, they taste so awful, my brother and I literally had the urge to puke. Mr. Taxi Driver was even very curious of what we're eating. He kept on asking questions about it. I offered but he begged off. 


Eating that would only be fun if you have someone to eat it with. Otherwise, I suggest that you don't buy it, P100 is not worth for every box of disgusting jelly beans. You wouldn't even dare try your luck. 


All in all, it was a very exhausting but fun day for me. It is, after all, a very different from the usual internet browsing-breastfeeding-sleeping day for me.