& Publnhed by the student of the Calle of Arts snd Sciences, San Beda College, Mendicla, Mor sll [All sights reserved. No pat of fils book may be ‘eproduced in any form oF by ay means without permission fom the edivors or author. ‘The editors axsume that all enties ate original sand have not been published by thee respective uthors, Printed by MJC Press Corporation, 1697 Pres Quisino Ave, Pandacan Mania, Book and cover design by Gerald S, Magtoto, SPIRES DAL tea bed college 1999SHIT happens it always does Imagine yourelf waiting fr acab on acold rainy night. Your underpants are already sale ng because you've waited there foram eer, ‘Then finaly comes, the ide you've been wait ing fon the ide of yoursabation the fulllment ‘of your dreams. This isthe one thing tht wil fake you to your ide spot in the world where there is tae peace and quiet. In other onde, ies an empy cab. Here itcomes and youre ie ‘You wal tthe cop of your voice, "TAXI" "The dverseesyou and lows down, You fel ‘comfort it hie acknowledgment of your exist. ‘nce. You fel as if your empty and ing ‘ante has Sally Beem given i due valid "The cab halts at distance. You run after it ‘thinking your whole life wating for you in 2‘side that car. Then you see him, the oppasition, yourarchenemy: another commuter, He's closet to the cab than you are and it appears that he fntends to take fll advantage of the situation, Against all odds, you run actors puddles and sud piles. You ae. fut in me Helplessly and desperately rushing, you ‘watch him cheerflly enter the tender warmth ‘ofthe cab’ intrio From where you ae, you, Clearly see how his back rets comfortably o the padded seat of the vehicle, the very same seat YOU were supposed to be on, Finally art ‘when you ae close enough for tactile contact, fhe cab speeds away leaving you with nothing ‘but the memory of what might have been: You {eel the warmeh you were supposed to have dee spate asthe smoke from the eab's miler ties tlominge with the rrtof the sullen atmeyphere ‘You think to yourself "Hey, 0 elf reepect- ing commuter would do that!” You saw it st, yn wete the frst one ¢ call ts attention, that falbwas practically meant for you, But who gets to go home with it? The other crappy guy just, ‘because of the crappy fat that he was cloner 19 lthan you were, Thats no fait is? ‘Well, shit happens. ‘You continue wekking down the wet pave= iment of the city. You're actually entrtataing ‘houghts of walking home, alone, jut lke the Jonely guys who actualy wallhome, These are fat dudes who need to execiae winos whe are s 0 drunk wth booze no cay would ake them People who look stupid coough to fore where the hell they're ging, and of couse Pren “think is pat of theicscred oath, not gv dng into wordy comforts stall yoy {© yourselt But you know of many ces, -en that enjoy the comer of publictna. «port “ren press get ode on cab, why can't 12> Aaain you ask oursel Yor, why et You? You cetaaly dont ft any cera cab diver avid So why ate you fn thst, tion? Wetand walking howe, Youtook round youse sidewalls with men ike youre waiting for ther de; Wel a eat Yos'rno the only one. The ret catches yous ‘ction Jou see ocpied cbs Go pst od py once going the wer decom, Too bad thermo Urn on this ond Looking farther yousce afew eabs unloading pasrenges Tae natant they to ae reoccupied and mane ihe slong You look ove your shove and notes a empty cab fast approaching, You fect thi ‘oul ely be the on, Yout heat tegsing, athletic heat With high hopes you all eat th confidence. Like s bie ery you wal stax"