Today, my parents took me to a lot of places. We walked, mostly, It was hell. My parents, who weren’t aware that I needed serious medical attention and practically a wheel chair, made me walk through steep roads, bumpy roads and normal roads. I mean, I was practically dragging my feet across Vancouver, I was so tired. We walked for almost a hundred kilometers. The trip, scratch that, the walk reminded me of the unforgettable Death March that occurred in my native country, the Philippines. Well, it’s not like I was enslaved by Japanese people who wouldn’t think twice on killing me, it’s just that, I was marching and I was dying, thus, Death March.

          Maybe it was very similar to the Death March, I mean, my parents were like the Japanese people, who would kill me and punish me if I stop. Plus, the length of the walked was very similar to the length of the Death March too, only, I was marching alone and I was able to make a short pit stop at Star Bucks to drink. But who cares? It was still a march of death.

          Well, I was just sharing the pain of walking with you. (The reason why I wrote this.) So, if ever you’re going out…

1. Take the bus. — It’ll save you time, sweat but not money, bus fares are expensive. Oh yeah, did I mention I was on a hunger strike for lower bus fares? But, I don’t think I’ll last long, I declared my Hunger Strike an hour ago and right now, I’m eating chicken, a dead one. (Cooked of course.)

2. Ride a bike. — Yeah, I like the bus idea better. If you’re as lazy as I am, pedalling is like doing a math home work, too much work. And in work, yo have to give an effort. And you know what? You have to save that effort for doing other things more important. Like chewing food or blinking your eyes.

3. Use Roller Blades. — Yep, I still like the bus idea. Roller blades are dangerous. No, it’s not gonna eat you or tear you limb from limb, it’s just gonna send your but to the floor if your not good enough.

4. Ride a cab. — I still want the bus idea, I mean, have you seen CSI: New York? The Cabbie Killer. Who knows? Someone might make a copy the idea.

So I guess, just take the bus. Don’t walk. I mean, you could sprain yourself or something. Take the bus. ^_^

Yep, it’s me, the lazy, hard-working writer.