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whats it like in the Philippines
October 14, 2007alot of things happened to me during the past months but this one here made me go back to my blog site. it was a Sunday yesterday and like what most Filipinos would do on Sundays, i attended mass. its been months since the last time i heard mass. I came home from work and cleaned up for mass. We got there just in time for the gospel reading. After hearing mass, I even lighted a candle and prayed for my family. when we got to the car, the first thing that i noticed was that the door was not locked and then i noticed the dashboard was also forced open. and then i realized that i left my bag inside the car. without looking inside, i already knew that the bag was stolen. for a minute i felt like everything around me froze and that all eyes were on me. the first thing that came to my mind was that my new lipstick and blush on is inside that bag. i didnt even think of my company ID and the cellphone that i have inside that bag. all that i can think of was that i dont have those items anymore and my precious bag…my precious bag was stolen. the very bag that i have been using since the day that i got that bag. enough about those stuff. well, i cant do anything about that anymore. they are considered stolen items already. all i can do is move and do something about the incident. we were supposed to go to the police station to report what happened but tata’s patient is already waiting at the clinic so we have to go there first. on the way to the clinic, i still was a bit stunned about what happened. i look like one who just saw a ghost in the daylight. i really cant believe that this happened to me. then this time i started thinking about the other things that i left inside my bag. i realized that i have my ID inside and of course i have my phone in there too. i guess i was thinking really hard and was deeply affected with what happened coz i didnt notice that we were already at the clinic. while tata was doing her patient i went back to thinking about what happened. it just doesnt seem that way coz i was also reading the paper. well, it was a good thing that we dropped by jollibee first to get breakfast and with that we also get a free newspaper. at least i had a little distraction there with the pictures that i saw on the paper. i was forcing myself to stop thinking about what happened but tata was telling the story to her patients about what happened to us. i really dont like to hear the story again and again coz i feel so stupid everytime i realize what happened and what i just did. stupid me! after finishing with her patient and munching on some quick snacks, we headed for the police station. i was so afraid of going to that place. i dont know. i just have this notion that places like that are not for girls like me. when we got there, 3 policemen were standing outside. they asked right away what was wrong and i started telling the story again…yeah, i know for the nth time. and while we were there, i learned alot of new things. for one, i realized that i was not the poorest girl in town. well, i mean im not the most unfortunate person that moment. there are alot more people who need more assistance than i do. but i still feel bad about what happened to me. and i also became aware of the corruption in the Philippines. well yeah, i know! as if this is a new thing in this country. but hey we sometimes forget that there are more people out there who really needs help than the petty problems that we usually are squirming about.
whats it like in the Philippines
alot of things happened to me during the past months but this one here made me go back to my blog site. it was a Sunday yesterday and like what most Filipinos would do on Sundays, i attended mass. its been months since the last time i heard mass. I came home from work and cleaned up for mass. We got there just in time for the gospel reading. After hearing mass, I even lighted a candle and prayed for my family. when we got to the car, the first thing that i noticed was that the door was not locked and then i noticed the dashboard was also forced open. and then i realized that i left my bag inside the car. without looking inside, i already knew that the bag was stolen. for a minute i felt like everything around me froze and that all eyes were on me. the first thing that came to my mind was that my new lipstick and blush on is inside that bag. i didnt even think of my company ID and the cellphone that i have inside that bag. all that i can think of was that i dont have those items anymore and my precious bag…my precious bag was stolen. the very bag that i have been using since the day that i got that bag. enough about those stuff. well, i cant do anything about that anymore. they are considered stolen items already. all i can do is move and do something about the incident. we were supposed to go to the police station to report what happened but tata’s patient is already waiting at the clinic so we have to go there first. on the way to the clinic, i still was a bit stunned about what happened. i look like one who just saw a ghost in the daylight. i really cant believe that this happened to me. then this time i started thinking about the other things that i left inside my bag. i realized that i have my ID inside and of course i have my phone in there too. i guess i was thinking really hard and was deeply affected with what happened coz i didnt notice that we were already at the clinic. while tata was doing her patient i went back to thinking about what happened. it just doesnt seem that way coz i was also reading the paper. well, it was a good thing that we dropped by jollibee first to get breakfast and with that we also get a free newspaper. at least i had a little distraction there with the pictures that i saw on the paper. i was forcing myself to stop thinking about what happened but tata was telling the story to her patients about what happened to us. i really dont like to hear the story again and again coz i feel so stupid everytime i realize what happened and what i just did. stupid me! after finishing with her patient and munching on some quick snacks, we headed for the police station. i was so afraid of going to that place. i dont know. i just have this notion that places like that are not for girls like me. when we got there, 3 policemen were standing outside. they asked right away what was wrong and i started telling the story again…yeah, i know for the nth time. and while we were there, i learned alot of new things. for one, i realized that i was not the poorest girl in town. well, i mean im not the most unfortunate person that moment. there are alot more people who need more assistance than i do. but i still feel bad about what happened to me. and i also became aware of the corruption in the Philippines. well yeah, i know! as if this is a new thing in this country. but hey we sometimes forget that there are more people out there who really needs help than the petty problems that we usually are squirming about.