I have five days to spend as a bum. To put it in an intellectual sense, Economics would call it frictional unemployment, that is unemployment that is due to normal turnover in the labor market and that includes people who are temporarily between jobs because they are moving or changing occupations, or unemployed for similar reasons. Strictly speaking, I don’t really qualify to that category. Just trying to sound impressive, hehe. So let’s just stick to my first statement: I HAVE FIVE DAYS TO SPEND AS A BUM. I don’t have a damn idea how to spend those five days. What would a bum supposed to do in the first place?          Maybe I’ll try to make a list. A list they say, “offers a wonderful way to confine the nearly insuperable demands of the chaotic, freewheeling world to the possible; to turn abstract to specific; to cut experience into bite sizes.” But the list made by the filipinos on their ballots last elections did not turn out so well these ways. House speakership and senate presidency are like fattened cows thrown over a river filled with pirannhas( spelled it right?, too lazy to check). If Lord Voldemort is “He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named”, Coco Pimentel would consider Maguindanao as “Place-That-Should-Not-Be-Named”. But I can imagine Migs Zubiri maniacally and possessively regarding Maguindanao like Gollum on the ring of power hissing “My Precioussss”. The opposition ensures check and balance in governance. But isn’t it obvious that this system of “checks (kutong) and “balances” (utang) ensures that any action taken by the administration will be rendered utterly meaningless by an equal and opposite reaction from opposition?

          Let’s set aside politics and lemme go back to my list. Perhaps I’ll have my hair cut. Our OIC Assistant Vice President suggested that I should add some highlights on my hair. “Para dadami lalo chicks mo”, his exact words. Maybe he meant it or it’s just another way of saying “You look like a lunatic with your long unruly hair. Our office policy clearly states that your hair is not supposed to be touching the collar of your shirt, asshole!” But I like him regardless what he really meant. It feels far more better that greeting a blank wall good morning.

          But only those with an intelligence level of a slug would greet a blank wall good morning, right? Wrong! Try to greet a training specialist and you would most probably experience that talking to the wall thing. Ironic? It is little power from little authority from little people that sucks worst, agree?

          Maybe I really have that intelligence level of a slug, for I never get tired greeting the blank wall good morning. Good manners and right conduct are taught through out grade school, and I guess they sunk in at the wrong side of my brain. Maybe I lack the masters degree to fully grasp that level of corporate etiquette.

          Next on my list would be watching Transformers the movie. A free Chicken Inasal with unlimited rice would be a welcome preamble. These are some of the pleasures I can enjoy for the moment. I can’t help but envy those people who do things that are illegal, immoral or fattening. I dont want to talk more about risk… until the time that I’ll be riding anything that floats, flies or fucks.

          Then I’ll finish my enrollment in the university. I’m taking Enterprise Development as elective coupled with Management of Information System this trimester. I anticipate to experience grave financial distress upon first glimpse of the cashier’s booth.

          And then perhaps… hybernate on the next three days. It is more exciting living each day at whim. I maybe used to a routine life but definitely not on a scripted one.

          Scrap that list.