ONE GOOD DAY COMING UP?

I beg to disagree. I maybe a bit of a nega-star here but good days aren't served on a silver platter or even on a cup of coffee. Or maybe I am subconsciously jealous of the way this Makati girl in the Nescafe ad goes about her day waking up at 7am in her fancy shmancy bed, sipping coffee in her fancy shmancy cup and sifting through the 7am air atop her fancy shmancy terrace.

HA!

The likes of this girl experiencing that great-day-ahead-of-me-in-a-condo-unit comprise only 1% of the entire Makati girl/laborer population. Wait till you get kicked out of your condo unit and try mingling with the hoi polloi on the MRT at 8am. I'm sorry, im spitting knives again. There is a valid reason. Well, aside from my right to spit shrapnels in this blog, i just had the most horrible MRT ride of my life.

I am at the Q. Ave station 8am on the dot. 3 trains has passed and I'm still standing on the yellow platform edge. To which a lady announces, through a PA system, not to step on it. The fourth train can be sighted. I lay silent amidst all the whore fumbling of the people at my back. I realized I can project patience while looking at Kris Aquino's ad of her film Feng Shui. Everybody sees a ray of light upon seeing through the door that there is small space enough for a kid to reach 3rd level of a piko game. Everybody gets giddy and the confident me, since I am on the front, didn't know that my face would be shoved making my cheeks and breasts kiss and befriend the door. At last, I am inside. Somebody says that kawawa naman yung babae tinulak niyo. Punyeta kayo, ako yun.

I noticed that Cubao station passengers are important people willing to do anything to make it on time. They can't understand that we are already on the last fold of the newspaper in a newspaper dance game. They still insist on pushing themselves inside. So at 8:15, where Cubao people are thicker than any other station in the MRT, I knew what was to happen. Durugan na ito.

It was still the same level of sardine scenario up until i get off at Buendia. Grabe. One could faint standing up in Cubao and wake standing up in Buendia. I wish they'd invent more trains. Buti na lang i didn't wear my powerhouse Makati outfit.

Sige nga. You go tell that girl in the nescafe ad if good days are served and always coming up. Maswerte ka't may nalalaman kang condo unit dyan. I still had a good day though. Well, i insisted on having a good day honey, but they don't serve it for free. Especially if you're living in a third world country like ours. You have to demand your good days, they don't come bouncing and serving you over a cup of coffee. In fairness, type ko yung earrings ng girl dun.