In memory of Nemo, my iPod.

I'm still in grief over the loss of my beloved iPod. It's five months old and I just realized that I didn't give it any name! Also, I was just recently informed that it's 6th generation--not 5th! See? I am not really techie. 

I am really sad to its loss but something that I can continue with my life like it's nothing. I wish I am like this when it comes to love.. Sigh.

Anyways, here are my realizations after Nemo's loss:

1. When I bought it, I had this gut feeling that it won't stay with me for a long time. Weird huh? Yes. But I didn't expect it to be this sooner! :'(
2. Maybe it's loss is a way of saying that I should pray the rosary instead of listening to worldly music. When I was in high school, going to school, I always pray the rosary in the jeepney. It's been a long time since I last pray the rosary. Add the fact that my favorite rosary got lost. And recently, I just found it. Coincidence?
3. They say that when you lost something, something bigger and better will replace it. Well, in my case, I have to patiently wait..if there is something waiting for?
4. Truth is, I feel kawawa. Nothing left for me. I still have my phone and Nobi though, but my iPod is the most precious thing to me! Nemo understands my mood. It's my companion. It's my confidant. It's my best friend! :((((

Now, I don't know. Nakakawalang-gana na e..

The Day They Took My Life Away

I think the universe has put all its tricks and jokes on me. Today is not a good day. I woke up from a very peculiar dream. It was Dra. Vicky Tandoc! Yes! The Mama Tandoc. Lol. And it didn’t feel right. It was soooo awkward like everything was real. She talked to me to stop pestering his son—in the most awkward way! KDOT. But after that dream, I just realized that I should. I HAVE TO. I MUST DO.

I woke up with the sun exaggeratedly extending all its rays over the window pane and it was only 10 past six am. I wasn’t really feeling okay. I had dry colds. If there is something like that? Lol. I couldn’t breathe properly. I was feeling irate, well up to this moment. I guess because of my raging hormones. I have my period. Second day. Ugggh. It sucks to be a girl! Really!

I tried waking up to my senses and start preparing off to work. When, the maid turned on the radio in to nakakadiring radio program (for me). It’s the show of Charlie and Cassie? Where two DJs debate over a topic and let hear callers’ opinions on air. Today’s topic? Charaaaaan! Sinong mas mabilis mag move-on? Babe ba o lalake? Hoho. IMBYERNA. Then suddenly, I heard Eica’s already in the bathroom. I hurriedly asked her to let me go first since Imma be late. Though this girl is really bratty, Eica understands. She’s acting like a baby not really suits her size—BABY DAMULAG, ika nga. But she’s cute and I love baby-talking. Haha.

Anyways, as I leave the house I always put on the earplugs and listen to my iPod. I listen to RX The Morning Rush all the way til I get to the office. The routine will start differently as today’s events changed everything.

I got on my usual routine bus—Jayross. There were too many passengers so I was seated at the backside of the bus. My strategy every time this happens is to anticipate passengers who will alight at every station and then quickly occupy vacated seat. This plan never fails me. This technique requires keenness, agility and speed. Like a ninja!  So when I was already at the front row in the bus this morning, I was really not feeling “ordinary”. I tried shrugging off this feeling by putting the volume’s up and enjoy the radio show. I put my iPod inside my bag, hanging—just to secure it’s inside.

I was really having a good time since today is Wednesday: songs being played are from the 90s. Oldies but goodies. Til I get to Philcoa... I was preparing myself to alight in Vizayas but because of the traffic jam or I dunno, I wasn’t able to do that in the spot I usually get off. I was furious getting off the bus because I was hitting 8:00am sharp for the time card. I pulled out my earplugs and just placed them over the zipper line of my bag (since the zipper line is deep making a bowl-shape surface). Timely, a pack of men all looked like the typical Filipino workers rushed towards my way getting in, while me getting out. I struggled getting out of the bus because of the number of standing passengers. As I get down the bus and walk across the street, I heard a tumbling sound of something from my bag. I got scared. I think of my iPod right away. As I get my iPod, I only found the earphones. I worried about my iPod though I know it is safe inside my bag. I couldn’t make sure of it because I was in a hurry. I walked as fast as I could to reach to the time card slot and hurried upstairs to the office. As I reached my workstation, I opened my bag and search for the iPod—and it’s not there anymore!

I searched every corner of my bag but I was hopeless. I was teary-eyed. I was depressed but there were no tears coming out of my eyes. My iPod. It’s the only thing I have! I don’t have any luxuries in life but that gadget alone! It’s my everything! It’s my life! I could not afford to buy a new one. Not this time. Sigh. Today, I don’t know. I’m having a hard time for the loss of my beloved iPod. My earphones hasn’t turned one month old! How am I going sustain the long hours of travelling back home or going to the office or to any other places? KILL ME NOW. I don’t want to live in this planet anymore!!!! T___________T