Chasen Dreams

MRT is the fastest and cheapest way for me to get home.    I take the train every single day.   Lakad…akyat…takbo…siksik!   Well, I choose to live here in the Metro so I must bear with it.   Actually, I’m used to it na and I’m used to MRT peeps.   Minsan lang nakakairita…most of the time nakakatawa sila at ako din pala. The other night, I was lucky na nakaupo ako.   If you’re a train passenger, you know that it’s a rare occasion.     Pagdating ng Cubao,siksikan na. I didn’t mind. Nakaupo ako eh.   I closed my eyes and pretended to be in a karwahe.    Then,   I heard “Ayala Station.”   Uy, malapit na. When I opened my eyes, a middle-aged woman was staring at me.    She said in a nakakairita way: “Hay naku! May mga tao talagang pusong bato!” And the other woman said “Kakarmahin din yan. Dadating ang panahon, magdadala din yan ng bata sa MRT.”   That woman was carrying a toddler pala. Sorry nama...

I am a hater! I am a hater of Goodbyes! A month ago, I was informed by my best officemate Atty. Jaja, that *C had called already and they wanted her to start asap.   My reply… “I’m sad but I’m happy for you.”   I was sad. I am still sad.   I will definitely miss her.   Without exaggeration, she’s the bestest!   She’s one genuine friend.   There was a point in my life that I was really depressed.   I was devastated that I stopped talking for two long weeks…the longest two weeks of my life! I temporarily stopped being me. And Atty Jaja was there.   While a fake friend lambasted me on facebook   for failure to smile at him/her (?) during those tough days, Atty. Jaja respected my silence.     She never judged me.   “Hang in there” – her sincere words.   I never had a dull moment with her.   She’s funny and   crazy.   She’s crazier than me.   Although sh...