in my wooden box

This is one of a kind romance started last year. My romance...his romance...our romance
A not so ordinary one
It has been full of ups and downs...literally
It's actually shaky at times..no I guess a lot of times.
I've stumbled, almost fell down
That's why there are times I think I should give up and avoid him
But I just can't..I just simply cannot.

As there are many reasons why I love him... there are much much more reasons why I hate him.

This is our romance...
My romance with LRT - a.k.a: LIGHT RAILWAY TRANSIT

Gosh...what an introduction... hehe


Since I started working here in Manila MRT and LRT has always been one of my primary mode of transportation just to be able to get to workplace or anywhere else faster(really now) cheaper (yeahhh...)and more convenient (????????????????????) Though it's starting to get so conducive as each passing day commuters (I'm one of them) choose to pushed and be pushed and be stepped upon (if you're luckier enough)just to be able to get inside the train and vice versa. And because people don't want to get to work 100 years after by using PUV's such as buses, jeepneys, or FX because of too much traffic...again they choose to submit themselves into "parang lata ng sardinas" scenario.

And with this kind of smooth sometimes but rocky most of the time relationship I have with them I've noticed aspects, things and behaviors of most of the commuters that like me have also a so forgettable affair with LRT and MRT that I really dislike:

Here it goes

1. Commuters who holds on the hand rails as if they own it...
Puwede po ba maki-share? Baka po kasi matumba ako...

2.Commuters who talks on the phone so loudly (sometimes with matching foul words on it)as if they want to share their supposed to be private conversation to the public. At least just try to be a little discreet.

3.Commuters who accidentally stepped someones feet or pushed someone either accidentally or not who don't even know how to say sorry.
Nakaharang kasi

4.Commuters who stand and stay on the entrance and exit space even though they will stepped on the very last train station. It actually creates more disturbance for all the commuters.
"Bigyang daan po natin ang mga unang bababa"

5.Commuters who don't know the meaning of "excuse me"
"Excuse me po Ate...padaan po"

6.Commuters who sits down as if they are at home occupying all the remaining space without giving consideration to other commuters who are standing.
"Nagbayad din naman ako ah..."

7.Commuters especially those young ones who don't pay respect to elders depriving them of the seat that's actually for them.
"Aba senior citizen na pala kayo?"

8.Commuters who don't know the meaning of the word discipline and don't know how to obey rules. No drinking, no eating no smoking, no littering inside the train.
"Aba hindi pa pala ako nakakabasa!"

9.Commuters and this go out especially to men who take advantage of women trying every moves just to make "tsansing" especially if the train is so crowded.
"Mahiya naman kayo!"

10.Commuters who talks about the secret affairs, problems, etc. of their friends,co-workers, co-workers friends and family so aloud that only deaf people won't hear.
"If you can't help to talk about other people at least just at least lessen the volume please."

I'm not trying to be righteous here or whatever because I myself had my share of faults. Come on who's perfect anyway. But being a Filipino citizen and a commuter we have a responsibility to be aware on our actions and behavior especially in public whether it's in LRT, MRT or anywhere else. Let us not forget that when you say public transportation it's for everybody regardless of their status, gender or class in the society. That means we have to give consideration to each other's feelings.
Our attitude and behavior per se in MRT or in LRT reflects what kind of citizen we are to our country.

So there...

And I'm sure that my romance with MRT and LRT will continue as long as there are traffic everywhere...hehe.

I came to the office this morning with a lot of things in my mind actually. I was caught again on the “what else is new” traffic scenario in Makati that my nerves never got used to and will never be. Added to my irritation was the jeepney drivers who didn’t mind the smoke like from hell that comes out from the exhaust pipe of their vehicles. I don’t know if it’s lack of education that they don’t have any idea that it can actually cause a lot of lung diseases. With a lot of things boggling right and left through my head, plus the fact that I wasn’t able to sleep well last night and the irritation I was feeling…Thus I failed to send back the warmth smile of the old lady that I bumped into as I was walking. I failed to appreciate the beautiful morning sunshine that touches my skin. I failed to appreciate the 5 minute or more walk i always take every morning on my way to office that serves as my only form of exercise since last year. (Oh my…poor me…poor bones…)
But then as the elevator door swung open and I saw our front desk officer smiling at me and greeted me with “Good Morning Darling” as she always used to say something stroked me.
Here is the person whom had just recently faced a storm in her life but then still appreciates the goodness in every morning, in every new day. Smiling and greeting that indeed it is such a good morning no matter how traffic it is outside, or how polluted the air is or I was late again for work…the morning is still good and will always be bringing it new chance to start anew.

I’ve decided to post this blog of mine from Friendster here in Wordpress as it made me reminisce again my college days this afternoon and made me smile and somehow gave me inspiration that no matter how heavy or bad your day is..this day too shall pass and that you’ll see tomorrow that everything is settled by just taking things things one at a time.

(This post was written by the author two years ago during her shunee days because of their thesis.)

I just came home from my practicum yesterday feeling so exhausted that I instantly lied on my bed without even giving my respect to Mama and Papa (that made me guilty though). I looked around my room that has been untouched for a couple of months now-meaning no wiping of accummulated dusts on furnitures, no organizing of clutter and other things. The photocopies and notes of the lectures that I had were scatterd on the table, on the other side there were the pile of magazines that I haven’t read along with the Sunday issue of broadsheets-my every weekend dose of current events, and scratch papers of unfinished articles. My closet If you only have the chance to see was a total mess. I mean it was not the same room as it was before.How could I even pay attention to those things when I dont even have time to attend on other urgent things like finishing the super late newsletter, completing my practicum weekly report due next week, writing a script for our documentation. My lay-out artist and friend has now this habit to tease me, calling me the most hardworking editor-in-chief in the history of Lavoxa..hehe (of course he’s just trying to make me laugh). But I got used to it, making me laugh for a moment.
Ah, I was starting to got frustrated and during this times I opt to think positive things. I remembered the column of Lucy Torres that I’ve read it was entitled “One at a time”. It’s all about doing a lot of things and carrying heavy loads of responsibility with just a little time. She said that you can’t accomplished everything you want to in just one day. We have to be patient and learn to prioritize things that are most important. Of course it’s easier said that done. It takes self-discipline and knowing how to manage your time.
But she is right. God give us 24 hours to live each day and its up to us how are going to spend each day and make the most out of it. I am thankful that i still able to write tghis one. I promise that I will take it one at a time. One morning I will wake up realizing that all the things that i have to do are all a settled and done.
That’s the time that I can finally clean my room and get it back to what it was before.