At the wake of the typhoon(?)

Good morning!

The sun is up and the weather is chilly. As of today, news reports say that the typhoon has been spotted in the sea - which is a good sign, since weather will be clearing up in a few hours time. It's October 31 and frankly, I really don't feel going to the cemetery later on because of the weather conditions (windy and rainy - perfect sleeping conditions).

Last nights winds were really gusting. I can feel the neighbor's GI roof peel again and again. It was actually scary to hear metal crumple like that against the force of the wind. While I was scared because of the neighbor's near-delinquent roof, I was downstairs watching a movie, yes a movie - in the middle of a signal no.3 that hit the Metro. I was half focused while watching because there are a lot of things running through my mind and the movie was just a way to mask all my worries.I really had a lot to worry about, first, the kitchen might overflow again(which happened 3 storms ago) next, I had to raise all the kitchen appliances because of fear of the rising water, and lastly, I kept thinking of what will the character do next in the movie.(I told you, I was only half focused) Well, the last one wasn't really that of a worry, it was more of a curiosity I guess.

So I slept around 2am after finishing the movie, arranging all the appliances' plugs, and after a few things to attend to. :) Before going to sleep I read Yeat's Poem, "when you are old" just to have my daily dose of poetry and as a promise to someone. I said I'll read it so I did. There, promise kept (haha! I know you'll be laughing when you read this). Anyway again, I slept at around 2am and the weather was banging hard on our house and on the neighbor's GI roof. (GI means galvanized Iron, Yero in Filipino) It was really noisy and scary but what the heck, the cold bed and the warm cushion plus the pillows really made all the difference between keeping awake because of the noise and dozing off.

My brother woke me up a while ago with his feet banging the wooden floor, and still, the neighbor's roof crumpling with the wind. I want to scream at them and tell them, "get a new roof! Istorbo! Sarap-sarap matulog magiingay yang bubong nyo!" well, that was me screaming at them in my mind. Sorry I really hate their roof, it creates so much when winds are gusting and it's scary to say the least.

Well, I'll try to get some sleep again... and hopefully the GI roof of out neighbor would stay low. Or else.

au revoir!

It's really boring at home.

A few days 'til the start of registration and finally I'm bored at home. It's not that I'm not doing anything, but going through each day encountering the same stuff over and over again will really get to your nerves.

I turned on the TV when I woke up a few hours ago. The first channel that the TV was tuned into was ANC(for a reason I really do not know because when I slept, it was on AXN) and there is a segment about Former President Estrada, okay, Erap in the morning, that's like waking up to a nightmare. So I decided to just channel scroll and I came to watch a replay of a show last night... What has this got to do with this post you may ask, well, my life has been on a replay since I started this school year. I know it is lame but I think I just noticed it now. My regular schedule seems to be wake up, turn on the TV, go to the CR, then morning rituals, then breakfast, then its either go to school, or turn the PC on to check mails. It's that routine everyday. Its sickening, trust me. Right now, I'm craving for a change of scenery. I want to go out, do something, or just go out and never return here. I just want a break from all things familiar - friends, family, environment, people.

IF I COULD ONLY DO THAT.

Oh well, I guess I'll just try to hide under a rock. It has been proven somewhat effective in trying to contain some kind of sanity once in a while but you know, once things go bonkers, any kind of rock won't shelter you from whatever is out there - living, or contrived. I guess I'm still trying to get rid one part of me.

'nuf said.

au revoir!

A whole new fresh start

I'm back to blogger.

A lot of changes happened since I last posted an entry here, but it is a nice feeling to be back venting whatever emotions I may have into this blog of mine.

I want to go into the topic of changes, since a lot has happened. Change, as they say is inevitable, I actually agree with that. You can't really afford not to change, there will be always one thing in a person that will change even if 99% did not do so. Even as the blinking line appear right in front of me in search of words to type, there is change happening, one way, in another place. It maybe an insane thought but a line in a movie states "insanity? this is SPARTA(well, reality)"

Just a few days ago, I lined up, supposedly to register, together with my friend Angelo, in the Quezon City hall. The lines were terrible, the system was inefficient, and to put it simply, it was a complete failure of organization. But despite the death march-esque length of the lines, (which actually spanned the whole of matalino street - snaking back and forth) we were amazed at how these people take registering as a really serious thing. These people lined up for more than 5 hours to get a registration form, then lined up another 8 hours the next day to get their biometrics registered - talk about endurance. Aside from the spartan-like endeavor, we were amazed that there are still people who believe that change can still happen in this country. (no intentional reference to Pres. Obama)

I have to admit, for a time, I really lost faith in this country, its shitload of a political system, and the noontime shows parading poverty in its grandest. Who wouldn't right? You see people on TV parading themselves for money and actually being proud that they did not finish school? Sorry, I'm being in an elitist mood here but you see, I believe that if there is a will to do something, you'll do anything to accomplish that. For them, noontime shows are the solitary saving grace which will lift them from the status they are in. For them, the noontime shows are their way of income. It's a pity really, they are so fixated in the short-runs rather than the more important long-runs. Sorry, I digressed.

So these people line for so many hours to get registered. It's a nice thought actually, a thousand new voters getting ready to face the challenge of electing, no, dictating the future of this country. There are still people who believe that their vote counts. I just hope that come election time, lines won't be as harsh as the ones we experienced. Can change really happen in this country? Yes, I do believe so, if you would ask me, but it doesn't need a new leader to start that change. There is a weird feeling in the air that things will be shaken soon enough. The thinking of people will start to differ from the ordinary goings of the average Filipino. I guess, after all the crap we had undergone through, we are finally(yes, FINALLY) tired of taking any more shit from the people who were trying to lead(and use) the Filipinos.

We are a proud race, we have a rich history to die for. And we all believe that we will change everything soon enough...eventually...no matter how long


It starts within all of us. Believe in the thing called unity. Believe that change will happen. I really have to give it to the people who lined up. They are hopefully, the catalysts for change that we all need. Hopefully change will come upon us starting with those lines that should've been shorter if we did not cram for the deadline of registration - and that's just Quezon City. With lines like those, I'd rather stay home.



(upon seeing those lines, Angelo and I just decided to call it a day after lining up for 5 hours. Our short patience got the best of us. We both decide to register during summer or any other time without lines that stretch the horizon.)