P.S. A repost from my Facebook Personal Wall. I was burning with a love of my country when I wrote this.
An observation of everything under the sun (or the moon) by a converted night person.
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Sunday, January 22, 2012
Monday, January 09, 2012
Working during the biggest Festival of the Year
There is nothing more disappointing than working one's butt off while a large part of the city's population is enjoying one of the Phillippine's biggest and must-see festivals, the SINULOG. This weird, at times, queasy feeling we all have whenever we feel left out of the fun...anyone feels like an outcast.
But I have to, my work is an integral part of my life structure. My only consolation is that I would be spared from the stress of having to "wade" through multitudes of people and also, the thought of being a potential pickpocket's victim at least assures me that it's still ok I won't be able to join this year. I can catch up on this festivities' leftovers of fun anyway, on my restdays; two days after this city's biggest event of the year. Although it might be a bit late, but the most important thing is that I'd still be able to have fun. And that I'm not that pathetic. <smiles>
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Happy Festivities everyone!
<signed>
The Callcenter Boy
Sunday, January 01, 2012
Burn Money, Welcome the New
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I had been working on New Year's Eve last night. And as I was walking on the way home earlier this morning the first day of the year 2012 on this side of the world (the Philippines) looked just like any ordinary day. There's the good old tropical sun shining. I would have wanted something a bit extraordinary, like, falling snow perhaps? <chuckles> The streets are noticeably deserted though, at that time of day. Shreds, bits and pieces of paper all around gave away the fact that last night was a celebration of noise and smoke as people brought in the New Year and scared out the Old with all sorts of firecrackers. I wonder how much money people had set aside and prepared for this every year, only to just blow them all up in just a fraction of a day. Of course we cannot leave out Tradition but the Scrooge in me is just imagining all those hard-earned money being "burned", with some people even getting more what they've bargained for: lost fingers, limbs, other body parts... <Tsk tsk tsk>
A Prosperous New Year to all! Be safe always.
<signed> The Callcenter Boy
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