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Wednesday, December 21, 2005
the mrt ride that made me cry :`(
This might sound funny to others but this really made me upset. Don't worry I'm alright now. I even laugh at myself when i remember what happened. Oh well, I have to get over it somehow. I'm a big girl. But this made me hate public commute more.
I'm not used to going on public commute. It's either my dad picks me up or I bring a car. Even way back during college days, I rarely go out of the house without a car. Except when it's a matter of urgency --- like going to the parlor to have my nails done! hahaha (apple if you're reading this, i know you're laughing already!). Our driver even accompanied me during my first job exam and interview. He waited for me until I was finished because I didn't know how to get home. In short, wala ako iba alam puntahan mag-isa pag malayo na sa bahay namin!
I'm already working now and living away from home. By this time, I should have been familiar with the in and outs of Manila --- let's narrow it down to Makati and Ortigas coz these are the places I frequent. And guess what? I am not. I don't even know what is there beyond Robinson's Galleria. It's not that I don't know where to go, I just don't know how to get there. If I'm gonna ride a cab it's ok. But if I'm gonna take a bus, jeep or MRT, I don't know na. I got lost before just trying to go to the other side! Ask Ivy, she can testify to this.
Since nailaglag ko na ang sarili ko by telling you that I'm not really fond of going on public commute, I'll start with my story about the horrendous MRT ride.
I went home to Laguna this weekend. My dad couldn't give me ride back to Manila so I had to take the bus. So around 5:30pm, I left LB with hopes that I will be in Manila by 7:30pm. It was raining that afternoon so it was really cold inside the bus. Since I didn't have a jacket, I tried to distract myself from the coldness by concentrating on the Schwarzenegger flick being shown on the small television on board. If I'm not mistaken, I think it was "Total Recall". Anyway, while watching the conductor interrupted my "movie-watching" by announcing that we had to transfer to another bus coz our bus's wiper wasn't working. We had no choice but to transfer. It was raining pretty hard and the driver needed that wiper badly. We waited for 15-20 minutes before the next bus arrived. I was really worried with the transfer coz I didn't have an umbrella. I'm not really concerned about me getting wet --- but with my new shoes getting wet! I just bought it. And I don't want to ruin my new pink sandals just because of a defective wiper! So before going down, I checked the place where my feet will land --- if there's a puddle or not. Luckily there was none, so I ran as fast as I could to the other bus. Alas! My new pink sandals and I are safe inside the other bus.
I thought my dilemma was resolved but after an hour of making pigil, I needed to go to the restroom badly. I have to peeeeee!! After waiting for almost 2 hours, I went down Pasay road and headed to the nearest gasoline station. I thought my bladder was going to burst! Waaaahhh!
As I was walking towards EDSA, I saw that the traffic was heavy. If I'm gonna take a cab, I'll be late for sure. It was already 20mins to 9pm. So I decided to take the MRT. I was kinda sweating already when I reached the ticket booth. I almost fainted when I saw the long line! It was already 8:45pm. I don't have any choice at that time but to stick with my decision to take the train. So I lined up and waited for my turn at the ticket booth. After getting my ticket, I hurried downstairs and squeezed my way in to get to the front. There wasn't really any line but there were a lot of people waiting already. When the train came, all the people were rushing to get inside. I really had to be strong and determined to get in to make it inside. You will be pushed and in return you have to push somebody else. After a lot of pushing, finally I got my own spot inside the train. As the train was leaving, someone stepped on my foot. Aaaaaaaaahhh!!! My new shoes!!!!! I glared at the girl in front of me! If looks could kill, she would have dropped dead right then and there! But what can I do? haaaaayyy... =(
When I got off the train, I can feel the tears swelling up my eyes. I tried to keep them from falling. I don't want other people to think I'm crazy or something. I tried to walk faster. I want to reach the office badly and go to the restroom and cry. As I was waiting for the elevator, I saw my honey entering the building. I couldn't contain my tears any more. At last... home... I cried while he hugged me tight.
I'm not used to going on public commute. It's either my dad picks me up or I bring a car. Even way back during college days, I rarely go out of the house without a car. Except when it's a matter of urgency --- like going to the parlor to have my nails done! hahaha (apple if you're reading this, i know you're laughing already!). Our driver even accompanied me during my first job exam and interview. He waited for me until I was finished because I didn't know how to get home. In short, wala ako iba alam puntahan mag-isa pag malayo na sa bahay namin!
I'm already working now and living away from home. By this time, I should have been familiar with the in and outs of Manila --- let's narrow it down to Makati and Ortigas coz these are the places I frequent. And guess what? I am not. I don't even know what is there beyond Robinson's Galleria. It's not that I don't know where to go, I just don't know how to get there. If I'm gonna ride a cab it's ok. But if I'm gonna take a bus, jeep or MRT, I don't know na. I got lost before just trying to go to the other side! Ask Ivy, she can testify to this.
Since nailaglag ko na ang sarili ko by telling you that I'm not really fond of going on public commute, I'll start with my story about the horrendous MRT ride.
I went home to Laguna this weekend. My dad couldn't give me ride back to Manila so I had to take the bus. So around 5:30pm, I left LB with hopes that I will be in Manila by 7:30pm. It was raining that afternoon so it was really cold inside the bus. Since I didn't have a jacket, I tried to distract myself from the coldness by concentrating on the Schwarzenegger flick being shown on the small television on board. If I'm not mistaken, I think it was "Total Recall". Anyway, while watching the conductor interrupted my "movie-watching" by announcing that we had to transfer to another bus coz our bus's wiper wasn't working. We had no choice but to transfer. It was raining pretty hard and the driver needed that wiper badly. We waited for 15-20 minutes before the next bus arrived. I was really worried with the transfer coz I didn't have an umbrella. I'm not really concerned about me getting wet --- but with my new shoes getting wet! I just bought it. And I don't want to ruin my new pink sandals just because of a defective wiper! So before going down, I checked the place where my feet will land --- if there's a puddle or not. Luckily there was none, so I ran as fast as I could to the other bus. Alas! My new pink sandals and I are safe inside the other bus.
I thought my dilemma was resolved but after an hour of making pigil, I needed to go to the restroom badly. I have to peeeeee!! After waiting for almost 2 hours, I went down Pasay road and headed to the nearest gasoline station. I thought my bladder was going to burst! Waaaahhh!
As I was walking towards EDSA, I saw that the traffic was heavy. If I'm gonna take a cab, I'll be late for sure. It was already 20mins to 9pm. So I decided to take the MRT. I was kinda sweating already when I reached the ticket booth. I almost fainted when I saw the long line! It was already 8:45pm. I don't have any choice at that time but to stick with my decision to take the train. So I lined up and waited for my turn at the ticket booth. After getting my ticket, I hurried downstairs and squeezed my way in to get to the front. There wasn't really any line but there were a lot of people waiting already. When the train came, all the people were rushing to get inside. I really had to be strong and determined to get in to make it inside. You will be pushed and in return you have to push somebody else. After a lot of pushing, finally I got my own spot inside the train. As the train was leaving, someone stepped on my foot. Aaaaaaaaahhh!!! My new shoes!!!!! I glared at the girl in front of me! If looks could kill, she would have dropped dead right then and there! But what can I do? haaaaayyy... =(
When I got off the train, I can feel the tears swelling up my eyes. I tried to keep them from falling. I don't want other people to think I'm crazy or something. I tried to walk faster. I want to reach the office badly and go to the restroom and cry. As I was waiting for the elevator, I saw my honey entering the building. I couldn't contain my tears any more. At last... home... I cried while he hugged me tight.
5 Comments:
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commented at December 31, 2005 8:00 AM~
hirap noh?!
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Tyler Burben commented at January 01, 2006 12:56 AM~
this post made me both laugh and cry. :)
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commented at January 01, 2006 10:54 AM~
Ot's ok! there are worst things in life! Happy New Year!
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commented at January 01, 2006 12:25 PM~
ANN! anong bus ba ung sinakyan mo? sana nag cubao ka nalang. pero i can relate sa some parts kasi ortigas lang din alam ko eh, pag lumampas ng ortigas, nawawala nako. =P
ey...cheer up, it's not the MRT that made u cry, it was the series of kabadtripan. =)
love you girl! miss na kita!!-
commented at January 01, 2006 9:36 PM~
ayus lang yan!! Rock On!! remember: if it doesnt kill you.. its not deadly!! :)
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