Mother Goose is currently watching a program at ANC and I keep on hearing "the supreme sacrifice"…"And what exactly is that supreme sacrifice?" I was asking myself… It’ just so irritating to here those words, I have no idea why. The thing that comes to my mind is a super supreme pan pizza…hah. I must be hungry.
I write here. I actually have tons of "more important" things to write about, but I am impeded by the fact that we might not have classes on the next few days…because everything has gone berserk in this country. Hmmm…wishful thinking (the we-might-not-have-classes- idea) but still I continue to write here.
I have become phlegmatic …very sad case indeed. Sometimes, you can’t help to be indifferent of the things happening around you, and all you wanted to do is laugh. Perfect. Comedy is our salvation. Instead of bickering, why don’t we all just laugh? Instead of talking as if we know what we are really saying, let’s just laugh. Instead of feeling sorry for everything that has been going on, let’s laugh. Let’s laugh our hearts out until we find solutions…until we find cure. Crazy ideas…at least I have offerred my suggestion. Hahahaha. It is up to you if you’ll accept my idea or dump it.
The supreme sacrifice is to shut up for a while and think…I mean really think. Sometimes, we don’t give importance to thinking…and so I propose that thinking is the biggest effort that one can do at these times. After such effort…laugh! You deserve to laugh after such sacrifice. Now, carrying out that thought is another thing. You provide the suggestion this time…because until now, all I can’t think of is to laugh.
Friday, July 8, 2005
Saturday, June 11, 2005
I MUST BE FREE
It’s five minutes away from Independence Day. As I passed along EDSA hours ago, vendors were on their feet, selling Philippine flaglets to people. I wonder if there are still people who buy those commemorative items. I don’t remember any cheerful celebration of this event…for me, it has always been very sober. For we all know that there is no much reason to celebrate. We have never been free.
Hours before Independence Day, I found myself in a police station, along with some friends…for reasons I cannot disclose. I thought we would be staying there for long. Talk about freedom…hehehe. Okay, don’t get me wrong. We neither engaged in delinquent undertakings nor got detained. It’s just that we have to be there…we need to be there. It was one of the most adventurous days of my life. I’m glad I joined them…hahaha! I learned a lot…we learned a lot. No regrets. Experience is really the best teacher. It was that moment when I realized that I have never been independent. I never thought of the right thing to do or the right words to say when that thing happened. I have never been in that kind of situation before. All along I thought I was independent…that I can already act on my own…but lo and behold, the first thing that I thought of doing was to call my father…and ask him what to do in such kind of situation. Well probably I just wanted to seek advice, not that I am totally dependent. I have accepted the fact that I will be needing them (i.e. parents) for the rest of my life, but sure after such an incident, I know I can manage on my own.
As I type…it is already Independence Day. For some, it is a reality…for others, it is a mere display of a commemorative item which has somehow lost its essence.
Hours before Independence Day, I found myself in a police station, along with some friends…for reasons I cannot disclose. I thought we would be staying there for long. Talk about freedom…hehehe. Okay, don’t get me wrong. We neither engaged in delinquent undertakings nor got detained. It’s just that we have to be there…we need to be there. It was one of the most adventurous days of my life. I’m glad I joined them…hahaha! I learned a lot…we learned a lot. No regrets. Experience is really the best teacher. It was that moment when I realized that I have never been independent. I never thought of the right thing to do or the right words to say when that thing happened. I have never been in that kind of situation before. All along I thought I was independent…that I can already act on my own…but lo and behold, the first thing that I thought of doing was to call my father…and ask him what to do in such kind of situation. Well probably I just wanted to seek advice, not that I am totally dependent. I have accepted the fact that I will be needing them (i.e. parents) for the rest of my life, but sure after such an incident, I know I can manage on my own.
As I type…it is already Independence Day. For some, it is a reality…for others, it is a mere display of a commemorative item which has somehow lost its essence.
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