Si Bruce at Si Tony

Sila yung kaka-iba, kasi sila yung normal. 

Simula't sapul, hangang-hanga na ako kay Batman at Iron Man. Sa kani-kanilang mga grupo, sila lang ang hindi taga-ibang planeta. Sila lang ang hindi nakagat ng insekto. Sila lang ang hindi nag-iiba ang anyo dahil sa kahit anong kemikal. Sila lang ang walang kapangyarihan. Sila lang ang mga ordinaryong tao na purong katalinuhan lang ang ginagamit para puksain ang kasamaan. Sila yun. Sila na!

Nasa magkaibang kalawakan man ng comics (taga-DC Universe si Batman habang nakatira naman si Iron Man sa Marvel Universe) ang dalawa, mayroon din silang mga pagkakapareho. Animo'y sila ang mga alter ego ng isa't isa. Pareho silang ulila. Pareho silang mayaman. Pareho silang mahilig sa babae. 

Sa isang banda, sa mga katauhan nila, iisipin mo na pwede ka nga naman pala maging bayani o superhero kahit hindi perpekto ang kalagayan mo sa buhay. Kahit wala ka ng magulang, kahit marami kang problema. Basta't matalino ka, at may determinasyon, pwede kang makatulong sa iba. 

Ngunit sa talino nga lamang ba nagula ang kanilang kapangyarihan? At sabihin man nating oo, maari ka pa nga kayang maging Bruce Wayne o Tony Stark sa makabagong panahon? 

Talino nga naman ang dahilan kung bakit nakakapag-imbento sila nga mga armas. Ngunit para magkaroon ng talino, kelangan mo ng edukasyon. At sa panahon ngayon, hindi na ito libre. 

Mabuti na lamang at may mga dambuhalang mga kumpanyang naipamana ang mga magulang ni Tony at Bruce. Ito ang mga kumpanyang tumutustos sa pagpapagamot nila sa kanilang mga nabaling buto, nagalos na mga braso at makabili ng hi-tech na mga kotse, at makaimbento ng mga kagamitan. At sapagkat hindi na nga libre ang edukasyon, ito rin ang naging tulay para sila maging makapangyarihan. 

Ang komersyalisasyon ng edukasyon, patuloy na pagtaas ng matrikula, pagsasapribado ng mga SUCs, at ang patuloy nag pagkaltas sa badyet ng edukasyon ay unti-unting humahadlang sa posibilidad na maging kasing talino natin si Batman at Iron Man. Hindi din naman natin sila kasing yaman. Sa patuloy na pagwawalang bahala ng pamahalaan sa edukasyon, ang buhay ni Bruce at Tony sa makabagong panahon para sa mga ordinaryong tao ay mananatili na lamang na nasa komiks -- mga kathang isip. 

Kung iisiping mabuti, ang edukasyon ang "great equalizer" ng mundo. Hindi nababatay sa lahi, sa kulay, sa tangos ng ilong, o sa yaman, ang karunungan. Ngunit tila ang mga mayayaman na lamang ang nakikinabang sa kapangyarihang hatid ng edukasyon. Mula sa pagiging "equalizer", ang edukasyon kapag nilagyan ng presyo at  ginawang eksklusibo lamang sa may mga pera, ay nagiging sandata pa upang mapanatili ang status quo.

Oo. Marahil hindi naman talaga natin kelangan ng edukasyon hatid ng pera para maging mga bayani. Kaya din naman nating tumulong sa sarili nating mga paraan. Pero ang nakakalimutan natin, ang edukasyon ay karapatan. Karapatang hindi natin natatamasa dahil lang hindi tayo ipinanganak na mayaman. Karapatang ipinaglaban ng ating mga bayani upang ating matamasa. Wala sa atin ang karapatang balewalain lamang ito at sayangin ang mga nabuwis na dugo at paghihirap ng ating mga ninuno. 

Ang hirap ano? Bahala na si Batman.

Ngunit, sa pagkakataong ito, hindi na kaya ni Batman mag-isa. Kahit samahan pa siya ni Iron Man, o ng buong Avengers, o ng buong Justice League. Ang pinaka-unang hakbang ay ang pagkilala ng bawat isa na ang edukasyon ay karapatan, na hindi ito produktong dapat bilihin, na hindi ito dapat nababatay sa kakayahang magbayad. Nasa balikat ng bawat isa ang laban na ito. Hindi kailangan ng mundo ang superheroes kung ang bawat isa ay ipaglalaban ang sariling karapatan at ng kapwa. 

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When two ordinary men become superheroes, its a testament that money is the greatest source of power. Just ask Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne. 

Christmas Wishlist

I think its that time of the year to make a list of what I want for Christmas. In no specific order:

1. Blackberry 9900. Actually, I just want another smartphone. But, there is this chance that I will be able to have this one come December 8. My mom just bought this 2 weeks ago, but when in Vietnam, she found out that mobile providers in Vietnam actually charge a lot for BB service. So she decided to get another one, and that I buy BB 9900 from her instead. Yay for me! An installment-mode of payment with no specific time table. LOL. 
 

 Est. Price: P 31,000+

2. Kung Fu Panda 2: Kinect for Xbox 360. My Kinect is actually gathering dust because I don't like my Kinect Adventures. Though I have completed a considerable amount of levels, the game looks stale as you go through obstacle courses again and again. I fell in love when I watched the movie, and am intrigued with this relatively well-reviewed Kinect Game.

Est. Price: P1,800

3. Gold Membership at Xbox Live. I love every bit of my Xbox 360. However, I am not able to maximize the whole capacity of my console or have a total gaming experience as I am playing offline. It would be a blast to get this one. I may eventually get this but its currently out of the budget. It would be really appreciated if someone gets this one for me. Thaaanks!!!! Lol.

Est. Price: P2,500

4. PBA Tickets. Now this one is the more "realistic" wish among the things in the list. I want to watch PBA courtside! December 2 is a great schedule to watch courtside as power teams will be playing. Gary David, Asi Taulava, Mark Caguioa, Jayjay Helterbrand, Arwind Santos are just some of the athletes playing that night. But in any other case. I wouldn't mind any game as long as its courtside. Of course, it would be greatly appreciated if its for 2 pax. What better way than to enjoy the game with someone!

Est. 600 each

Merry Christmas everyone! 

Catch Me if You Can

Brace. Check.
Wheelchair. Check.
Game face. Check.
Look likes everything is set.
Open the gates,
gather all media you can get
I've done this all my life,
I can always pretend,
Ive done that in '04
I can always defend
myself through the lawyers
I can rent and pay
there is nothing you can do
I can always get away
before I get convicted
for the things that I've done
Farewell Philippines,
I'll be long gone.

When I entered into politics,
I have killed since
my litte Jiminy,
who rants about my sins.
Without that little prick
I never had to bother
nor think about the country
nor the rights of others.

What's more,
I'm lucky for sure
my nose does not lengthen
when I tell a lie or four.
All I'm now missing
is a low rider for the show
'cause I own
the "Lie, Cheat, Steal" phrase
not Eddie Guerrero.

No one can stop us,
not even two nor three,
not even four,
and not Lima definitely.
I have the SC behind me,
with all my midnight appointees
But wait,
who the hell is this Pasay RTC!

No warrant can defy my
plans of wanting to fly
Singapore, Hong Kong,
Turkey and back,
'Yes we can!'
Ramona and I
will say it with Barack.

I'll pull a Leonardo on all of you,
you'll be wondering where I went,
I leave you a note saying
I have gone, and I'll repent
This time I really will,
This is really real, 
I'll put my life on the line,
For when I die,
I'd lie still.

But sick or well,
I won't care about hell
I'd will not comeback for you all
All we have to lose,
is Atty. Topacio's balls after all.

Beauty I

I never had a concept of Beauty
it's hard to define
I thought for a time,
its essence was only mine.
But a lot has changed,
since that fateful day,
a witch changed my looks,
it then changed my ways.

Through a broken mirror,
I try to think,
about the past, the present
and what should have been
The mistakes I've made,
the unwise decisions
I remember them all,
through Reflection. 

From the best, to the Beast,
I am now wanted least,
hidden down in the crypt
where my secrets are buried deep.

And then came a maiden,
she wandered in the woods,
her smile shines in the dark,
her voice was just as good
as chirps in the morning spring
I felt a different ring,
with my heart fast beating,
I found my self staring. 

But the beast in me was defying
while on the edge I kept fighting
to succumb not to the urge of falling,
to that fucking
awesome feeling.

Belle. Her name.
More than beautiful than Notre Dame's,
she was not in a tower high,
but within my reach and gaze
She need not ring to call attention
Just her eyes, merits my affection
Though not a jewel decorated her,
not a gem can compete with her.

I'm luckier than Quasi,
and all his gargoyle friends,
all they have
is a fake bell to defend.
But at least they can all it their own,
one they can touch and hold
one they can truly care
all I can do is stare.

Stat Blog No. 1: New Job

Ohh. Testing the waters here in new job. Officemates seem great. What is interesting is that you are a pilot of your task. A certain data will be given to you, subject to your own interpretation and comprehension. You're analyses will be then presented to the lead researcher, who will not try to make something out of your data -- whether its relevant or irrelevant. Para nga lang araw-araw kang nagtthesis at mag dedefense at the end of the day. Well, thats what I make out of the briefing kanina.

I don't know if THIS IS IT, but this will definitely help me find my THIS IS IT job, especially with a tracking in the academe.

Ohhh. Wish me luck! At sana, makahanap na ako ng Friday/Saturday job to complement my research work.

Stat Blog

When Facebook is asking whats on your mind and its too long to post as status update, or when Twitter asks you about what you are doing and its more than 140 characters, you STAT BLOG it.

It's just basically blogging a status update or a feed -- the Mojojojo kind of way, explaining even when unwarranted or not necessary. This will also be a regular part of my blog.

Cheers!

Leaving Neverland

Leaving.
Isn't it an awkward feeling?
To act like everything is alright but deep down you're just trying
to be okay, to seem fine like nothing ever happened
but you know you will leave some people still disappointed.

Still you know its better this way,
to create a path of your own with no one else to blame
but yourself on wherever you might end up
Be glad these tough decisions will help you grow up.

You may feel like Peter Pan
wandering around searching for a better place than Neverland
You will leave your wild "boys" behind, and its sad
but unless you leave, you'll never mature on that island

Comfort zones have a funny way of making us mediocre,
where there are no challenges, we become weaker
contentment comes faster,
complacency then becomes a factor,
without any accomplishments, we somehow feel better.

But when you sleep at night, before you close your eyes,
you think about the progress, what was done during the time
you spent over the past weeks
you spent over the past days,
then you ask, are you now better than yesterday?

This is the insatiable need of man,
The emptying of the cup, learning a new craft
But the pursuit of perfection, and honing of the wit
is not as rewarding with no one to share it with.

So as you find niche, find your place,
Leave Neverland, push to be great
wherever you may land, strive to do well,
But dont forget your partner:
Your own Tinkerbell.

Ang Tula. Bow.

Ang hirap pala.

Bakit nga ba ang hirap gumawa ng tula?
Kadalasan nito hanggang simula
lamang ang nasusulat, hindi natatapos
parang gustong kumanta, pero paos.

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.
.
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Oh diba?
Hanggang doon lang ang kayang saklaw,
ng utak kong para nang ampaw
walang kwentang talata, sobrang babaw,
Hay. Tang-ina. Bow.

I Shall Re... sign

When young, the saying "You cant please everyone" is often stated, but seldom understood. Sometimes, it even serves as an excuse, or as a justification to a decision. We try to rationalize the consequences of an action through this quote, saying that everything is okay even when not. When somebody would question our line of thought, we could just easily blurb this out. 

As a political scientist, this even represents a simple majority, or the concept of democracy in one hand. Those who oppose fall victim to the tyranny of the many.You can even squeeze in the concept of utilitarianism - the greatest good for the greater number of people. Whatever the case maybe, the saying actually is a simple lesson in life. 

The lesson is: You can't please everyone. 

I really dont know where I went there. The 'stream of consciousness' writing style has again sucked me in. My  rant above is also a reflection of my frustation maybe. I miss intellectual discussions. I miss being a student. I miss academic learning. And yes, academic is there for a reason to qualify what I miss. I know that there learning is ubiquitous, unending. But I miss the university-based learning. See, I over explained myself again. 

 In reality, I thought about the quote as I face another a dilemma. Life is actually unfair. There are no easy decisions. Bummer. I just resigned from work. Now having a new one. Seems like I disappointed people in my current company as we are in the crucial stage of the year having December as the peak of client servicing. But I really can't let opportunities pass me by. I cannot see myself doing insurance work for a long time. I don't see myself as a client manager 2 years from now. I really don't know what I want yet, but at least I know that I don't want this. 

Next week, I will be starting my job as a Research Analyst for the Philippine Institute of Development Studies. This is closer to politics, to political science, closer to what I want as a career track. If I will have the chance to teach, my experience in PIDS will help me for sure. 

I am just a little bothered about the people I will leave. I really don't want to burn bridges as I still owe it to them for giving me my first job experience. Though I might have picked the wrong time to resign, I really just wish my boss and my team the best. 

Oh well, if they are really disappointed, you know what they say: You Cant Please Everyone. 

You Cant Teach Cuteness

So bata pa lang ako, nakitaan na talaga ako ng potential -- potential na maging cute paglaki. And yep, you can't teach cuteness. Thanks fans! :)

Ano Pake Mo Sa...

LONG HAIR KO!

Please disregard the porma too. :) This picture was taken March of 2008. Lol. I miss the hair sometimes, but not really the get-up. That's loose pants, with matching long belts which hang from your waist to your knee, and a climber's belt bag strapped to your behind. Oha? Model na model.


Another one after the jump! 

WHY SHOULD BRACKET A STUDENTS BE AT THE FOREFRONT OF OUR FIGHT FOR EDUCATION?

BRACKET A: A Bracket to Brag?


With the new (stricter) policies on socialized tuition fee assistance program (STFAP) of the university, the number of Bracket A students skyrocketed. In simple terms, it means that a wave of rich students are entering the university (or have been discovered, for that matter). No, this is not to bemean those students who can pay a higher tuition fee. Nor is this a warning that they should not be in the university. This attempts to provide an alternative view regarding that TOFI in 2007. It is important to remember nonetheless that corollary to the growing number of students who are paying higher tuition fee is the continuing commercialization of education, and the growing number of poor people who cannot receive tertiary education because of financial discrimination.

As this trend is increasingly disturbing, what is more alarming is the reaction -- or lack thereof of students. I do not know whether this is apathy or indifference; arrogance for Bracket A can be a social status; or acceptance and recognition that this system is the solution to the tertiary education woes of this country. Whatever the case maybe, it should be clear, that TOFI or STFAP is a step away from enjoying free and accessible education, becoming tool for preservation of the existing policies and oppression of students, no matter what Bracket one may belong to.

Love is...

I wrote this about 2 years ago. I really dont remember when. What I remember is I tried to define an emotion by exemplification rather than by description.

LOVE. Most of the time, it is given the cheesiest, emo-est, and even scientific (hormonal, hypothalamus shit) meaning. And yet, everyone has their own unique one. Well, here's mine. I listed my most memorable moments in sports (lol). It was during these times that you don't know what to do, where to go, what to say. It was literally kneeling in front of your TV screaming, or running to the other room asking your brother, "Did you see what he just do?". These were the moments where you are in awe, shocked, excited, happy, sad -- and even feel of these all at the same time.

Here it goes, Love was the feeling when:

Tayshaun prince blocked Reggie Miller in Eastern Conference Finals in 2004.

Tony Hawk first landed a 900 in the X-Games.

Travis Pastrana landed the Double Backflip in Best Trick (must-see).

Dwight Howard dunked the ball -- Superman style in 08.

Sundiate Gaines drained the game winning basket over Cleveland.

Playing your PS2 for the first time the very first day.

John Cena lifted the Big Show in Wrestlemania XX.

Jeff Hardy broke the ladder in half on Edge.

Trying to figure who's who on Adam Sandler's The Longest Yard.

Jason Maxiell blocked Tyson Chandler in 08.

The Rock delivered his speech at WWE HOF 08 Ceremonies.

Chuck Lidell fought Tito Ortiz.

All Anderson Silva fights.

Pistons-Pacers brawl in 04.

When the Pistons lost to the Spurs in 7 in 05.

When Chauncey Billups got traded to the Nuggets.

Eddie Guerrero died.

Team Philippines lost to South Korea in a buzzer beater shot for the Olympics (early 2000's).

Very old references, eh? Told you. This was a couple years back. :D

Freeedooommmm. :D

Dream World.

Thailand. May 2009.

Gusto ko ulit ng ganito.

Carefree. Masigaw ko lang.

Woooooooo.

:D

Not Guilty By Reason of Insanity

This was a reaction paper for my Social Science II. Done when I was a freshman.

First to Forever

Iba sana gusto ko mangyari kanina.
A part of me wanted na wala ng bus.
Na mastranded ulit tayo.
Na maulit yung dati.
Yung araw na we had the chance
to be with each other lang.
Na magkwentuhan lang.

The day I fell in love with you.

Kaso mushy e.
With gummy worms and all.

Ironically we were strangers kanina.
And even though little did we talk,
I realized something.

I really dont need to be reminded of that day.
I dont need to remember how I fell for you.
You know why?

Cause I still am.
Im still falling for you each and everyday.
And Im loving every moment of it.

This is our first to forever.
And I promise you.
No one will ever love you as much as I do.
Im here to stay.
Iloveyou. :)




July 1, 2010.

Makapiling Ka :)

Impluwensya ni Bry :)
LOL

Pagdilat,

Ikaw agad ang hinahanap sa umaga

Nasaan ka na?

Malayo ka pa ba?

Kay tagal ng iyong pagbabalik

Minsan

Nahuhuli ko ang sariling nakangiti

Malayo ang tingin

Malalim ang isip

Kailangang magkita muli

Chorus:

Sa pagpatak ng bawat sandali

Nakatikom lagi ang aking mga labi

Inaaliw ang sarili sa musika

Nananabik makapiling ka

Makapiling ka

Pagdungaw,

Meron kayang mabuting balitang darating

Ihahanda kong pagngiti

Kasabay ng pagsambit sa ngalan mo

Pagdating ng sandali

Chorus

Lalung lumalapit

Araw ng pagsapit

Di magkukulang

Laging nag-aabang

Chorus

Makapiling ka

Makapiling ka

Makapiling ka

Social Relevance

I really would be lying if I will say that I am enjoying my Summer Practicum. Among others, this is one of the decisions I have made that I wish I could have reconsidered, that I could have taken a different route. For some reason, picking Ombudsman seemed to be not so bad after all. I was expecting to work with legal matters, have a look at how cases are being handled, and why cases are not being solved. However, it was not what I expected it to be.

Sadly, we were narrowed down to clerical work. Worse, the things we encode are not even related to the course, or to the cases that the Ombudsman is handling. We were assigned to different divisions. Accounting and HR divisions for some. For us, we were assigned to the General Services Department.

The worst feeling about this is that we were confined to administrative work that is basic to all offices. Inventories, encoding, evaluation of staff, etc. I bet other government offices also have these stuff, and even my classmates are also doing it. But at least they have to read materials related to the course. Human rights cases for example, or about ASEAN. Me? Telephone numbers, bills to be paid, etc.

Well, Im just really disappointed. But I need to do my job. The worst part is I dont feel socially relevant. Maybe this is the UP in me. This is what Prof. Tuazon meant on his message to the seniors, that there is a greater society to be served.

If there is one thing that is good about this experience, its the knowledge and the realization that I want to be a person that does a job that affects people's lives, serving the people, the poor just like what my brother and mom does. I might work in an NGO, doing project proposals, progress reports, wooing donors. Still, it is with that knowledge that with my work, Im changing the society in one way.

Its just that I want a work not only to earn means for living. At the same time, I hope I can make a dent in the society. At the end of the day, I want that feeling that I did something not only for myself, but for my country, and for other people as well.

:)

HS Valedictory Speech 03.19.07

Reposting: I freaking wrote like a DORK back in the day! DAMN.

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I buried a chest of highschool memories but I kept a map, for one day I know, I'll find my way back to open the lock. One day, I'll reminisce these treasures, knowing that college can never replace the smiles my "berks" have given me. Even getology (study of laughter) could not define what high school has offered.
Friends, teachers, classmates, schoolmates, PM sisters and parents, good morning!

As I was thinking what to say in front of you today, I remembered, for the past week we were rehearshing for this big day, all I was able to say was thank you. And to tell you honestly, I meant all 9-letters of it. It has been four years since I set foot on the HCM ground, four long years since I first sat in these classrooms listening to our beloved teacher. Four years since we began our transformation from small dependent brats to young independent adults.

The Late Great MRT Story

written when I was still a freshie (?). great experience with friends. embarrassing though. still, memorable. :)

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Nakasakay ka na ba sa MRT na lampas ng North Ave?? O Nakahiga ka na ba sa upuan nito?? O tumakbo-takbo sa loob nito? O di kaya'y sumigaw? Eh umiyak? Eh maligaw?

Lupet noh??!)

We were from Boni that day, Kim, Nove, Gay and I were on our way home from interviewing World War II survivors as a part of our History I project. Just like any ordinary day, any usual routine, we bought our tickets and waited for our train at the center platform of Boni station to TafT. We talked about a lot of things while we waited with bated breath for the train to arrive. Nag-aasaran pa kami nun. Nung dumating ang train, di kami sumakay kasi naman puno. Sabi pa ng mga girls kong kasama parang boyfriend na nila lahat ang mga lalake dun kapag sumakay sila sa MRT na sobrang sikip. Kung wala ka raw BF, sumakay ka sa MRT at makipagsiksikan at pagbaba mo tiyak meron nah.

So, after the first train, un, naghintay na naman kami for sometime. Gay was anxious to get home kasi nga may curfew nman sa dorm niya at kelangan pa nyang magnet. So nung mapansin naming medyo maluwang na ang sumunod na train, sumakay na kami.

My watch struck 8:00 pm nung makadalawang station na kami. Naalala ko pa kasi when the door opened, a bunch of men entered. Sabay naman hirit ni Kim, "Ayan na ang mga boyfriends namin!". Sabay tawa naman kami lahat.

Silence. I believe there was some moment of dead air or baka nakalimutan ko lang na may pinag-uusapan kami because of the proceeding moments. Kim noticed iba na un billboards na nakikita nya. She was the one we usually call the "LRT girl" kasi di na humahawak. Parang nag-susurfing lang sa beach. Siya rin yung parang memorize lahat ng stations. Ayun nagtaka si LRT girl. Then, all of the sudden, "SANTOLAN STATION".

DAMN, we were going the WRONG way!!!

Anu ba yan?? We were going to Taft but un ang nangyari. Di na tuloy masagot ni Nove ang mom nya nung tinanong xa, "Neng, asan na kau?". Ano ang sasabihin nya?? "Quezon City na poh"???

The next big move now was to get down from the train and transfer. I was gonna get out of the train the next station we reached when Kim said to wait for a station that has a center platform like in Boni to transfer easier. Station after staion, we looked outside the window hoping our eyes will see a center paltform. Pero, parang nakkiisa ang mga engineers ng MRT sa kamalasan namin at walng center paltform. Until we reached North Ave, the last station.

Bumaba kami, we were left with no choice na kasi. I think we stood for about a second there at the door, thinking what to do next. Especially ako, na walang kaalam-alam sa mga ganito. Wala naman kasing MRT sa Davao noh. Ung feeling ko that time di ko alam ang gagawin ko, or san pupunta, or what now. By this time, Gay way crying. Crying because of inis siguro. Nasira ko kasi ung sched niya. She was also saying when we were in Boni kung tama ba ung sasakyan namin. Tapos un, wala namang komontra. Kaya ako sinunod nila.

Dinaan nalang namin sa tawa ang aming mga kalokohan. Ang gulo namin as in. We went to the engineer of the train, asking what to do now. He asked as to board the train again at iikot anman daw to. After hearing those words, DamN, ang saya namin. Pumasok kami sa MRT na walng tao. We did thigs na di magagawa sa MRT during normal days. Humiga si Kim sa upuan. Tumakbo-takbo kami. Sumigaw, ewan. Dala siguro ng hiya at something overwhelmed sa katangahan namin. Sayang di na namin naisip magpicture-picture noon. Kasi naman, we were caught up in the moment.

Approxiamtely 8:25 PM na nun. The train went past North Ave station and switched track. First time ko nakita kung paano ba bumalik ang mga trains, or ano ang nasa dulo ng MRT. Syempre, there was an eerie feeling. Madilim ang labas. Bumukas kusa ang mga pintuan kahit walang istasyon. A cold draft swept past us. Tapos, the light flactuated pa. Sabay labas ni Kuya driver leaving us with the words "Dyan na kayo!".

Un naman pala lilipat sa kabilang dulo ng train. Muntik ko ng makalimutan, reversible nga naman pala ang trains.

At last, we were on our way home. Though, it was a longer trip than what we expected when we were in Boni, the experience is not worth the P 12.00 we spent on our cards. Not even close. Siguro we were so pressured on the things we were going to do when we get home. All the paperworks, homeworks, and other requirements were on our minds. We talked about it a lot kaya un, God found a way to help us lighten up.

The smiles we had that time, the laughter that everyone heard when we realized what was happening, the tears we shed inside the train will forever remain in our memories. Nasa cellphone pa namin un. Naka-Reminder. September 23, 2007, The MRT Story. Ang araw na pinaglaruan kami ng kapalaran at napagtripan ng kamalasan. It was horrible mistake that at least had a happy ending.

Ewan, napaisip tuloy ako, it made me realize...

Life is not about the number of right directions you take, its about the number of times you turned around and got back on the right track after every wrong turn.

Keith Detros

September 23, 2007

12:00 AM