Holy Week in the City

I’ve always preferred to stay behind while most city dwellers scuttle out of the metropolis for a couple of days’ respite.

Well, it’s one of those rare times of the year when the metropolis literally transform into a ghost town. Where I can drive around with minimal sightings of buses and jeepneys and even motorcycles. I can drive along the almost deserted EDSA and still manage to reach Macapagal Avenue in a span of 30 minutes from my point of origin which is Quezon City.

It’s also one of those odd times of the year where I can violate traffic rules and manage to get away with it. Okay, that Makati thing last year was an exception. We DIDN’T know that it was a one way street. And those old crooks! They got away with 1,000 bucks. Oh anyway….God forgive them. Have mercy on them. Their souls are burning in hell already!

At any rate, once you get out of your habitat you’d realize that you’re not the only street smart ass who thought that spending holy week in the city is a good idea. Turns out that a relatively good number of city dwellers decided to stay behind and savor the lenten season while most of the population are in the suburbs. Like little rats hiding in those li’l nooks and crannies, waiting for the perfect time to get out and take a breath of polluted-city air, they all flock to restaurants on meal times and fill it to the seams. Making waiting time even worse than Valentine’s day. Even delivery service is at its slowest. 45 minutes to 1 hour waiting time! Whoa.

But anyway, I still find it the best time of the year to lounge around, bum around and eat and sleep and eat and sleep. Like slurping every glass of ice cold soda or wolfing down every edible thing at sight and then hit the sheets and travel to slumber land for the rest of the day. Hah. The easiest way to add more and more fat.

On hindsight, it’s also nice to know that you have some of your blog buddies who stayed around like you did. And all it took was a single text for you to meet up and while away a lazy Saturday afternoon at the mall.

Horton was hilarious.’Ye all should watch it too. I had a grand time watching it. Specially if you’re eating potato balls and popcorn and fish and chips for free. Lol. Thanks Kuro. Not to mention that nice bracelet I was wearing – courtesy of Ladyracer and Tapsiboy. Thanks mucho!

The sad part is, the week’s over. As Ladyracer said, yeah, bitin ang bakasyon. Waaah.


Out with the Old. In with the New.

It’s the last day of the year. In less than 12 hours we turn a new leaf to give way to a brand new year. And just like any New Year’s Eve, I look back at the year-that-was and look forward with high hopes and wishes for a rewarding and blissful year to come. †

2007 is one extraordinary year. †A perfect mixture of good and bad; black and white; hot and cold; soft and hard. But just the same, it’s one year to remember.

And as the year is about to end, it’s just about time gather†the memories and file them deep in the archives of my †consciousness and move a step forward as we tread for greater heights.

All the BEST in 2008! Cheers!

Woot! Woot!