Tamad April 25, 2007
Posted by Mayee in : Daily Babble , trackbackI typed up a preheetty long entry the other day.. to make up for a veheeery long absence here in my blog. But then my laptop just DIED out right before I could push the “publish” button. Lesson learned… save every so often.
Anyway, yes, dear friends, I am still very much alive and kicking. Well, alive, yes, but the kicking part I’m not so sure of right now. Spell stress? =P
Updates! (take 2.)
1. I passed Math 54.. Thank goodness for removals.
2. I am now summer-ing Math 55. I love my prof.. Thank goodness once again.
3. CS Graduation Party & Engg Recognition Rites, the two major blockages to SLEEP since a month ago have already been done and carried out. Both relatively successful, if I do say so myself.. and after those events I am now sort of free to sleep as much as I like apart from studying to get a grade of one-something in my math.
4. I was wrong, I can’t sleep as much as I want. Turns out, responsibility is what it says.. you hafta be responsible. Which means you have to be there, do this, do that, run around, help here, help there, plan this, plan that… Ergo, no sleep again.
5. Had a “heart-to-heart” with my dad. Actually it was heart-to-ear. I didn’t speak. He was sooooo wrong about.. EVERYTHING. I just didn’t know how to correct him without giving away how emotionally weak I am, which is one of the things he had commented (criticized?) on.
6. Loving the ESC 0708. Made a lot of new friends, experienced a lot of new things.. I love it.
7. I’m still bitter about #5.
8. Still bitter.
9. Ack.
10. I’m delayed. A year delayed. Hello 2010 graduation… hopefully.
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Sadly I am no longer a dormer this summer. Uwian ako. Which means I wake up 3 hours before my class.. alotting an hour for the morning rituals (bathe, dress, glass of milk), and 2 (or actually more) hours for THE commute. Come to think of it, it’s stressing the hell out of me. I just realized how utterly stupid it is for me to be going back and forth between my house and Quezon freaking City. That’s more or less FOUR hours that’s just WASTED from my day. That’s 20 hours a week. Almost an entire day from my week. Just plain stupid.
The nice part of commuting 4 hours a day is.. nothing actually. But over time I have come to enjoy certain parts of the haggard routine. Join me on my travel:
[6:45 AM] I walk out the front door of our house and am greeted by the bright sunlight hitting my black-tinted shades. I walk a 10-minute walk to the main road where I’d take the tricyle to Lopez. It’s the first rush of air that I get for the day.. a sort of quick blowdry for my still-dripping hair. I’d see the people on the street, at the stores.. how do these people get up so early in the morning?
That 15-minute ride [24 PESOS. CHACHING!] gets me to Lopez, where I walk a few meters to where the Jeepneys load passengers. I take the ones labeled “Sucat TATAWID” indicating that they’d be going to the other side (north bound side) of the south super highway. [7 PESOS. CHACHING!] I’d see an old man sitting accross me. He has a large bucket of fresh fish (even SMELLS like fresh fish) with him, I suppose he’d be selling them somewhere. His eyes look like he hasn’t had a decent night’s rest in quite some time. Wrinkles all over his body make him seem much much older than I’m willing to bet he actually is. It bothers me seeing people like this. Those people who have been working so hard all their life and yet reaping no rest nor lighter load for their hardships, just a full stomach once a day. Then I’d sense that he can see me staring, I look away.. I look at all the places we rush past.. a cemetery, a factory, houses, vulcanizing shops, you name it, it’s there.
When we get to Sucat Highway, I walk a few more meters to the bus stop. I ride the “Ayala Ibabaw”. [20 PESOS. CHACHING!] The bus is usually half-full (or half empty depending on how you look at it) at Sucat, and I usally get a seat somewhere in the middle, by the door for convenience when going down. At Bicutan the bus would be filled.. overflowing, actually. Everyone seems so desperate to catch the first bus that’s there, regardless of whether they’d be sitting comfortably or not. That actually puzzles me somehow. Personally I’d rather wait for the next bus that’s not as full.. even if I am running a bit late. A few more minutes wouldn’t matter really.
I STEREOTYPE, I admit. But it’s just because most people are stereotypes, although that may not be pleasant to realize. That teenage girl beside me, with the cellphone permanently attached to her hand.. she’s one of those people who have no social life and just compensate by abusing the UNLIMITXT promos that phone companies offer to people exactly like them. Since I am nosy as I can be, I can even get a glimpse of what she’s texting. A guy, from what I can infer.
Girl texting: kEu KsE, pNta n mE rec2.
In mayee’s head: Where the fudge is rec-rec?!
Ay. Gosh. She meant Recto. And yet again, one of those stereotypes.. thinking that using “Pnta n u. d2 n me” is cool. To comprehend them is to pass Math 55.
Then at Ayala, I get off from the Bus, and climb the everest-steep steps to the Ayala MRT Station. [14 PESOS. CHACHING!] A favorite part of the commute. A 25-minute ride. A car full of people. More stereotyping. It’s actually a fun game to play, guessing what occupation that person has, and more interesting.. which station they’ll get off at. It’s a fun game if I’m standing and waiting for a seat to become vacant. I’d usually stand near someone who looks like they’d get off at the next station, or the one after..
BUT. I still hate commuting that long. It’s just.. (I can’t find another word) stupid. And freaking expensive. 170+ per day on transpo. That’s someone’s daily wage already. Good grief. Ohwell.
So now, since it’s late and I have to wake up early tomorrow, I will TRY to go to bed. Goodnight. Till next post. =)
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mayee!
i miss you. really. :p
HAggard ang magbyahe ano?
Congrats pala sa success ng grad party at engg grad rites..
wag masyadong pagurin ang sarili..
nga pala, maraming magagandang bagay ang natututunan sa daan.. wag mahiyang mamulot.. pero kapag bulok na, wag mahiyang magkalat.. hihi..
(may sense ba un/? ah basta..
miss na kita.. *palo pwet*
looking for to working with you. ^-^
Aja! Aja!