Yesterday, I Got Bored

At the fruit bar in SM, I tasted each of the fruits and gave some to mum to prove that all the fruits were sour. I just stole glances from the salesmen carefully, not to be noticed.

I went to buy fried ice cream. Since all of the flavors were so foreign to me, I tasted every flavor by dipping my fingers at the rim of the plastic container. The salesgirl went agog.

I played with Ayala Center’s sensory sliding doors, opening and closing it every ten seconds by moving forward and backward. The Koreans at Starbuck’s who noticed me, laughed.

I went to hear mass. When the bell rung for the “take this bread part” I farted every after ring. That means I farted three times.