Kahapon ay ang anibersaryo ng EDSA People Power.
Dalawampu’t pitong taon na ang nakalipas ng mawakasan ang diktadurya sa bansa.
Walang pasok ang mga estudyante.
May mga nakahilerang mga gawain upang gunitain ang makasaysayang pangyayaring ito.
At asan ako?
Inaamin ko, marahil ito ay dahil ako ay ipinanganak siyam na buwan pagkatapos ng People Power, kahapon ay isang pangkaraniwan na araw lamang para sakin.
At ang pangkaraniwan na araw ko ay nagsisimula sa pagpasok sa trabaho.
Gaya ng lagi, ako ay nahuli na naman sa paggising kaya kinailangan kong mag taxi.
Saktong habang nasa taxi, ang programa sa radyong naka-on ay itinatampok ang pagdiriwang ng anibersaryo ng EDSA. Parte ng programa ay ang talumpati ng Presidente Aquino.
Nagsimula ito bilang karaniwan na talumpati ng isang presidente.
Ako ay nakinig ng walang gaanong bahala. Pero ako ay nakikinig.
At sa aking pakinig, ay bigla akong naantig sa isang bahagi ng kanyang sinabi.
“Ang naiisip ko nga po minsan, parang nawili na tayo sa siklo ng pagbagsak at pagtindig, na tila ba hindi natin matanggap na maaari tayong dumiretso at umasenso, nang hindi muling nagagalusan, nang hindi muling naaapi, nang hindi muling nasasaktan. Mahirap nga pong aminin: eksperto man tayo sa pagbangon, tila nagkukulang tayo sa pagsulong at pag-asenso.”
Sobrang sang-ayon ako dito. Naisip ko din ito minsan.
Hindi lang tayo nagkukulang sa pagsulong at pag-asenso, ngunit tila hindi ata natin matanggap na tayo o ang kapwa natin ay umaasenso na.
Alam ko, hindi madali ang daan para umasenso, pero hindi rin ito puno lang ng pasakit. Sa bawat pasakit na lang ay nagrereklamo na tayo kaagad, mag-aalsa na kaagad, bikitma na kaagad.
Oo, tayo ay malaya na. Pero hindi ibig sabihin nito ay madali na ang buhay.
Kailangan pa rin ipagpatuloy ang pag-kakaisa na ipinakita noong People Power.
Mayaman man o mahirap, lahat tayo ay may ginampanan na papel sa pagbabagong yon.
Dapat ganon din sa pagsulong at pag asenso.
Kahit sino man ang mauna.
**Tingnan ang buong talumpati ni Pres. Aquino.
For some weird reason, I miss this.
It is weird because I was scared sh*t when I did this.
But I’m glad I did do it.
It’s a one of a kind experience.
Three hours under the sun battling the rapids!
These photos were taken in Davao City, Philippines. September 2010.
I miss traveling.
I miss being tired from discovering new places.
I miss getting lost and eventually finding the way.
**This photo was taken by Jenna during our first visit to Singapore’s Chinatown last May 2010.
We finally placed a downpayment for the place we were moving in to.
Next steps will be to start packing and then finally moving and settling in.
Just thinking about it makes me excited and stressed at the same time.
I’m a whirlwind of emotions right now.
Leaving the place I’ve grown to love.
Exploring and building new relationships with new people I’m moving in with.
Exhausting all strategies of how to actually move all my things.
One good thing about this move is I can finally use the Milestone widget!
days until the big move! 🙂
Step 1.5: Talking to lola – Done.
Step 2: Finding a new place to live – Done.
We had already decided on where to move.
It took a lot of thought considering our budget is not that high.
But we finally did it.
Tomorrow we will be reserving the place so we can finally move in by March!
I am scared and excited at the same time.
Change really is stressful for me.
But this will be for the better.
To the future and beyond!
Happy Anniversary, folks!
I’m so lucky to have you as my ‘rents.
Here’s to 50 more years! Cheers!
The remaining Miami girls have finally decided to give up the long reign of holding the most affordable and convenient living space (at least, that’s what we think) here in Cubao.
The two of us will finally be going our separate ways. Angel, the last of my Miami room mates, will be on pursuit for greener pastures. While I will be somewhere near my supposedly green pasture. Well, not immediately. But we have finally commenced step one, which is to finally mutually decide to leave.
Step 1.5 will be telling lola, our landlady, about this plan. We want to be able to talk to her together. But the only time we see each other with the sun still up is on weekends. So, Saturday it is. Angel already gave lola the heads up this morning while paying our rent for the month. She said that lola looked disappointed.
Last thing I want is to do is to sadden the old lady.
But we have to do this. I believe it’s time.
I’m starting to lose my sanity by taking the MRT everyday.
Not that I’m totally sane to begin with.
So anyway, “In to the Heights” will be my attempt of chronicling the great big move.
The play of words from the titles of two of my favorite musicals, In to the Woods and In the Heights, is intentional. Since the plan is to move to a place called Bonifacio Heights.
Miami had been my home for almost five years.
It houses so many memories of firsts, laughters, and tears.
It had seen me through my best and worst yuppie years.
It is my resting place.
I am forever grateful.