It takes a certain state of mind or feeling to write. Expressing things via pen or keyboard takes energy and enthusiasm; to phrase what you have in mind, to use apt words and to capture what it is that you want to articulate or convey. The lightness of being or the hardness of feeling one is experiencing also prompts certain people to scribble deep and touching notes, to compose powerful poems and soulful literary pieces. I am not writer so I don’t really know the real psychology of writing. This is again an infantile attempt on getting real at writing which I realize I am no good and no hope at.
I am alone and happy to be with my own company. I have a time for myself and that would mean if I am not preoccupied with other stuff, I steal some time to sit and type in some notes. I am again neglecting my blog and who cares, no one reads it anyway. It’s just another side of my world that only a select people know and set of random surfers who happens to pass by.
September is about to end. I had my birthday a month ago; had a five-day vacation from work to celebrate it.
Last Saturday (September 27, 2009), tropical storm locally known as Ondoy brought a record 341mm of rainfall in 6 hours over Metro Manila. According to PAGASA, it broke the 1967 334mm rainfall that lasted 24 hours that year.
My place in Makati for the first time was flooded up to thigh high. Fortunately, the flood fully subsided the following Sunday morning. Others were not as lucky, like Marikina, Rizal, some parts of Bulacan, Pasig and other low areas in Manila. It was an experience seeing the plight of the people in the most affected areas. Watching TV pictures of people’s helplessness as they stayed on the roof waiting for rescue was emotionally moving. In these instances, you could only pray because no matter how much you wanted to help, you can’t do anything because you have to stay put also for your own safety.
The sun already peeked yesterday, and today but with scattered rains still. As what I was saying to one of my friends yesterday, Filipinos are survivors. After this experience, there are lot of reasons to smile and laugh again. Life continues. It is good that Filipino’s are a bunch of accepting and resilient people. They accept any situation no matter how hard or harsh it is. It is the reason why again they can accept corrupt government officials with no complaints. On second thought, I don’t know if Filipinos are truly accepting. It can be that they have become indifferent and oblivious. Que sera sera. No matter what, they will survive it all. They seem to say, WHATEVER TOMORROW’S ANOTHER DAY! 
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