Because my other blog has been found out. Ha.

Today, I got us our passports from DFA. It was an hour-and-a-half commute from home, and surprisingly it didn't tire me out. Hindi hassle. It really makes a difference in stress levels when you ride the mrt during the early afternoon. I actually had a seat. Rare stuff. 

Arrived at DFA. Took me two hours of waiting in line, as Nanay predicted. A case of Mothers Know Best. Haha nah, she's just informed, nothing to do with being a mother. Orrr. Anyway, my book kept me company. Mansfield Park. I really, really wonder at my fellow waiters-in-line. They just sat there. Waiting. For their turn. Like books. Don't. Exist. I wonder what they could be thinking. What are playing in their minds? Do they have such an imagination that they could keep themselves entertained - just sitting there? Ano kaya mga pinagmumunihan nila? Or are their minds blank? Not having a book would probably bore me to death. Pero ayun nga, hindi talaga tayo culture of reading. Looking around, I was the only one reading a book. No one seems to be doing much either. Yung mga may katabing kilala, converses with them. Yung mga walang kasama, wala. Hmm. How I would have liked to pick their minds, but I'm not curioius enough to tear myself away from my book. 

I rode the bus on the way home. Took me an hour-and-a-half from DFA to Cubao. Long ride, but at least it's more comfortable that having to go through the ticket line at the MRT Taft station. What is tamad right? But the bus is aircon and I have a seat. Comfort or time, I chose comfort. I am not in a hurry anyway, and it allowed me to read a few more chapters of Mansfield. I appreciate buses when I'm safely tucked inside them, and not when I'm on the road amongst them.

Also, my dad has arrived from Mongolia. Mongolia!! A dream destination. Ever since I saw the Babies documentary, I've always dreamt of going there. He bought me a lovely purse - something I'm sure I would not use often as I am not a purse-woman - but I appreciate it just the same. He also bought chocolate-covered raisins! I like.

There's a seat sale to Kota Kinabalu - 200 php! Thank you AirAsia. And a whoooping 2-peso fare from KL to Mumbai. YES. There is a God. I love that Air Asia has long promo periods, unlike those in the philippine airlines that only have a day or two of sale, and then they're fully booked. Hope I could book an Air Asia flight. Family trip, must consult parents.

Didn't get to pay the Meralco bills so missions are not all accomplished. But there's tomorrow, I must check it off the list.

I've been ranting long enough, so bye blog. And, hi.

Oh hello again.

A quarter of this day was spent booking plane tickets, five round-tirp plane tickets from manila-KL, manila - singapore, and manila-penang. Thank you Air Asia! Though I was in the waiting room 7/8ths of the time. Patience works. Also, perseverance. That's what I learn from struggling to get those seat sales. I'm such a seatsale addict, I think I need an intervention. Then a rehab. But what the hell, it's still next year but I CAN'T WAIT I AM SO EXCITED!

Also, today I found out that the ethnoastronomy book, the reason for my library registration for this summer, is sitting prettily in my close friend's pc, awaiting my perusal. Yes he has a copy and I only found out now!And to think that I always go at his place - about once a week. I need not have enrolled after all!  Happiness and relief overpowered my frustration - why didn't I ask sooner??? But at last, I can save me the fare of going to UP just to read and type that book so I can study it intensely in the comforts (albeit with so many distractions) of my own home. He also has other materials that would greatly benefit my study. Thank you Lord for such friends. :)

Today was.. a dud.

Slept the whole morning, wasted away the afternoon doing.. what exactly? Well since I cannot remember I'm sure it is of no importance. Social networking sites, most likely. UGH.

Watched Sharkwater though. Awesome documentary. Poor sharks! I want to swim with them! Grabe idol ko na si Rob Stewart. At ang cute niya ha! 22 siya when he started the documentary. Haha he's now on my list of Perfect People. The docu moved me so much. There were two instances I cried, the last one (spoiler alert) was during his trip back to Costa Rica where he was greeted by anti-shark finning protests, which he totally didn't expect. That was sooo heartwarming. And the documentary itself is effective since it picqued my interest and now I had opened a lot of tabs in researching how to help the cause. Anyway, I want my documentary to have the same effect - to interest people, and to move them enough that they would want to help. Let's go Thesis! 

I also appreciated the power of film. Most of people's shark fear comes from the media (ie, the movie Jaws), but it is also the media which has influence to be able to save it. As filmmakers, we need to be responsible in the truths we present, and as audience, we also need to be responsible towards what we consume, and take everything with a grain of salt. So bottomline is, we need to be responsible people. Too bad people forget this kindergarten trait.

Today was a Fail.

I didn't get to go to the semplanning. What happened to my Show Up! motto? Very depressing. The day was spent surfing the net - and sending out job opportunity inquiries. To government institutions, such as NCCA, NHI, and DOT. I hope at least one of them replies. Positively.

I really want to work for the government now. Make an impact. Somehow. Haha asa naman. I wonder when the time will be that working in the government - such as these institutions - would be highly revered? The teachers, too, especially the public ones. Teaching should be promoted, forget call centers. I've read that schoolchildren in Ireland score well in academic exams because of their highly competent teachers, that parents don't need to do much tutoring at home. Unfortunately that isn't the case in the Philippines. Far from it. I'm envisioning a time when public school teaching would be in the same league as doctors or lawyers, especially salary-wise. Education is of supreme importance after all.

I've digressed a while there. Back to government - working in the government should be such a privilege that one shouldn't dare to abuse. Imagine the power of these institutions! And yet everything's mired in corruption and laziness.

I believe there are public servants who are not corrupt, and more importantly, resist corruption, and really want to work for the development of the country. And I want to be one of them. I'm going to be. Let's bring trust - AND EXCELLENCE  - to the government.

Weekend was so fun and jampacked it would take me a day to chronicle the journey. How I love it! NLEX and SLEX in a weekend, plus Skyway, EDSA and Commonwealth, in the most amazing company. GK I really really thank you for being the bridge in making all these happen!

Today, after paying for my brother's freedom climb registration fee, we went to Payatas 13, a GK village that was really a village. I expected just several rows of colored houses and the usual basketball court, but what greeted us was a quaint tree-lined village with its own arc, elementary school, shops, and a clinic. And of course, the residents were very friendly! We bought and printed our own I <3 GK bags, which was a new experience for me.

Next stop was SM Mall of Asia because that's where Daisy is meeting her friend, Greta. Edsa wasn't as bad a bitch as I thought. We ate at Jollibee and met with Greta, then said our goodbyes to Daisy. I really miss that girl already! So much fun to be around with. Instant barkada talaga kami. It's wonderful how close we have been considering that we have only been around each other for less than ten days. I love it!

EDSA was hell after Mall of Asia, and it was such a bitch that I gave up. I'm sorry, I cannot do that. Edsa Rush Hour is a killer. There were barely spaces between vehicles, and you know me, I like my space. Plus there were buses and jeepneys and everyone just keep changing lanes and everything was such a hassle that we decided that we'd park by a mall so that we could buy the toys that Clariz wants to give as a present. After printing Clariz's pictures we just stayed at the car and waited for the Rush Hour to rush by. Journey home was a breeze, took us about 45 minutes from Taft Ave. That's an hour and a half of commute! EDSA is crazy. 

Nanay's here from Nepal, lovely! I missed her so. She bought a meditating bowl thing, the one that can be placed on top of your head. It's hard to explain. Better take a photo instead.

I'm so sleepy my eyelids keep on closing. Time to go.

Weekend was so fun and jampacked it would take me a day to chronicle the journey. How I love it! NLEX and SLEX in a weekend, plus Skyway, EDSA and Commonwealth, in the most amazing company. GK I really really thank you for being the bridge in making all these happen!

Today, after paying for my brother's freedom climb registration fee, we went to Payatas 13, a GK village that was really a village. I expected just several rows of colored houses and the usual basketball court, but what greeted us was a quaint tree-lined village with its own arc, elementary school, shops, and a clinic. And of course, the residents were very friendly! We bought and printed our own I <3 GK bags, which was a new experience for me.

Next stop was SM Mall of Asia because that's where Daisy is meeting her friend, Greta. Edsa wasn't as bad a bitch as I thought. We ate at Jollibee and met with Greta, then said our goodbyes to Daisy. I really miss that girl already! So much fun to be around with. Instant barkada talaga kami. It's wonderful how close we have been considering that we have only been around each other for less than ten days. I love it!

EDSA was hell after Mall of Asia, and it was such a bitch that I gave up. I'm sorry, I cannot do that. Edsa Rush Hour is a killer. There were barely spaces between vehicles, and you know me, I like my space. Plus there were buses and jeepneys and everyone just keep changing lanes and everything was such a hassle that we decided that we'd park by a mall so that we could buy the toys that Clariz wants to give as a present. After printing Clariz's pictures we just stayed at the car and waited for the Rush Hour to rush by. Journey home was a breeze, took us about 45 minutes from Taft Ave. That's an hour and a half of commute! EDSA is crazy. 

Nanay's here from Nepal, lovely! I missed her so. She bought a meditating bowl thing, the one that can be placed on top of your head. It's hard to explain. Better take a photo instead.

I'm so sleepy my eyelids keep on closing. Time to go.