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I got sore eyes. And today's the fourth day. This is different from having a headache, or colds, or cough, I guess. Because this is contagious. I couldn't go to office, I might transfer the virus. I can't meet up anyone, even just over coffee because no one wants to share this annoying virus I am carrying. And bottomline is, I cant go anywhere. Or to make that line even more brutal, I can't go OUT. And I hate it, because I am not a home buddy. My feet are itchy for travels and places. I just can't be stuck in one place. Four days, almost like forever, I've been wanting to smell manila pollution again, and sweat, and get irritated with traffic and undisciplined people in MRT. Added to that, nothing has happened on my long weekend. Much as I hate it, I stayed at home.

But it's not that lonely, dear reader. Someone gave it a little bit of a spice. Yesterday, someone came up to our door, and knocked. A delivery man from a flower shop. Oh, a bouquet of gorgeous pink roses for someone who has been a bum for days! I loved it soo much. I almost forgot about the sore eyes. And that headache simply went away just like that.


And to you, who's hoping that I'd be happy always, well... you made that prayer answered. You got my heart. *wink*

Oratio Imperata

Have you ever heard Cardinal Gaudencio Rosales' prayer for the rain, or what we catholics call, Oratio Imperata? Since the start of the water crisis, Sunday masses have always been a little bit longer than the usual, because of this prayer. I even had a funny thought. With so many catholics in the Philippines who'll be demanded to say this prayer, maybe it'll much likely to be a typhoon. After a few days, it rained. Three days ago, it started raining. Looking at the rain I thought, it's not cloud seeding anymore, but a prayer answered.

Streets have been flooded all over the Metro. No classes in most of the schools (Bad for me, I'm not in school anymore). There are no electricity in some areas in Manila. Quite a number of people have died in some areas in Luzon due to landslides. And even if it's not summer, there have been reported to have twisters in some parts of Luzon.

I now believe that God really does answers prayers. If we only believe. But like in any other prayer, He doesn't give it the easiest way, even if you are the most favorite child. It's either we have to wait, or we need to sacrifice and have terms and conditions with God. Like in this case, some people have to put their lives in danger, or worse, die, just to have an ample amount of water in the Philippines on the next days to come.

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Hay. If we have thought of that earlier, we should've taken care of our natural habitat and resources properly.

I had a hard time coming to the office. No one to send me. No one to pick me up. Now I'm starting to believe that I need to learn to be alone, which I actually fear of learning. Because the moment I have learned to be on my own, I might not need anyone to be there for me. And that's scary.