My MANDO

Hoy! Quizas!

The Mandalorian's Credo is “This Is The Way!” Right now, I am eating lunch at Tender Bob's, North Towers. In order for me to reach the IMAX theater for the movie's 3 o'clock's screening, I have to traverse the entire SM buildings just to get there. This is a problem.

Earlier this morning, as I was about to use the toilet at Radisson Park Inn as I usually do without much ado after my breakfast at The Block, I was suddenly accosted by the guard telling me that I was banned from the hotel premises with no given reason. I demanded for an answer to this unexpected turn of events and he made me wait for his superior who he was talking to via his communicator and who apparently gave him the orders. So I sat at Dash Starbucks at the hotel lobby and waited but his superior never came. I told him I was going back to see him tomorrow and maybe then, he’ll give this paying patron a satisfactory answer. What’s up SM?

As for the problem in seeing the Mandalorian movie, traversing SM is not a joke, well at least not for me. I simply am not used to the way people in the mall walk around with no regard for other people who get out of the way just to give space for them to walk, like I do. Given that Filipinos are notorious for this annoying, boorish and discourteous behaviour, I notice that some people are even brazen and deliberate about this and I know exactly why they do it. They have been deployed by my Filipino Mando, my so-called guardian in life. Otherwise and normally, they wouldn’t do this. The people my mando teacher Ramos chooses to block my every walking move (as if I was in an American Football game) are so obviously irritating-looking, the worst of the worst…just like the way his mother looked (irritated). If this is his way of making me unappreciate or even hate the Philippines because I’m normally accepting of normal crowd behaviour (I truly have no issues with them), the result it creates is it makes me hate him on a daily basis. I may be a real-life Grogu who needs protection since I am always alone wherever I go, but my real-life Mando is a Mandurukot and Mandurugas! Too bad I live in reality and am not a delusional individual. Too bad for him, my mando.

For someone so bent on destroying me just to reclaim his lost childhood, I have no more mercy to show him. Since Day 1 of meeting him, he was very definite in relaying to me that He was the Enemy, not my lover, not my mate. From this day onward I will treat him only as such.

Besides, I have other more important things to attend to....like the rest of my life. Without him.

He has had his run in life and I gave him practically all the chances. I even sacrificed half my life for him. Now, he will boldly to face his ruin. That's all.