friday fillins (021009)

And…here we go!

1. I have a history of abusing my computer memory.
2. Driving with confidence is something I wish I knew.
3. I’m eating (or recently ate) a piece of croissant at midnight.
4. Traffic! on the road.
5. So that’s it, that’s all folks!.
6. A few lbs off are better than nothing!
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to NOT sleeping yay!, tomorrow my plans include D.C. and MD trip and Sunday, I want to REST!

Dear City.

Thank God for sparing the Philippines from Super Typhoon Pepeng. The country has not fully-recovered from the wrath brought about by Typhoon Ondoy and if Typhoon Pepeng chooses to hit the country once again, the flood will worsen. I will post a list of suggested donations such as medical equipment and medicines in a separate entry but for the meantime, let me share this which I got from Facebook. Let us all take care of Mother Earth, it’s the only one we’ve got.

DEAR CITY, Permit us to refresh your memory: what comes from heaven is always a blessing, the enemy is not rain. Rain is the subject of prayer, the kind gesture of saints. Dear City, explain your irreverence; in you, rain is a visitor with nowhere to go. Where is the ground that knows only the love of water? Where are the passageways to your heart? Pity the water that stays and rises on the streets, pity the water that floods into houses, so dark and filthy and heavy with rats and dead leaves and plastic. How ashamed water is to be what you have made it. What have you done to its beauty, its graceful body in pictures of oceans, its clear face in a glass? We walk home in the flood and cannot see our feet. We forget to thank the gods for their kindness. We look for someone to blame and turn to you, wretched city, because we are men and women of honor, we feed our children three meals a day, we never miss an election. The only explanation is you, dear city. This is the end of our discussion. There is no other culprit.

-Conchitina Cruz, from DARK HOURS-