Flight of Ideas

Definitely their concert’s pushing through on July 26 at the Araneta Coliseum. Below is the ticket pricelist I got from TicketNet.

Ok na ako sa Upper box A or B, basta mapanood ko lang sila. Hay!

TicketNet is now accepting ticket reservations.

When I was in school, we always sang Lupang Hinirang during flag raising ceremonies. Singing the song then was automatic.

Then I went to college. There were no more flag ceremonies, so I seldom heard or sang the national anthem anymore.

After graduating, I went back to school to work. It was a normal morning tune played every morning, until the day I listened to myself sing its lyrics, and realize the great love song that it was.

It hurts to know that there are Filipinos who forgot about the beautiful country we’re living in. They have lost hope in their countrymen and the Philippines. No more passion for a country who once struggled and fought for freedom. Now, the freedom that is ours is slowly drying in our own hands.

This is a post-Independence Day tribute to a country in hardship, a country nearly divided, the country that I love. A country I will continue to hope for, to fight for, and maybe even, as the song says, die for.

Lifehouse in Araneta! Woohoo!

I love Lifehouse, so I’m definitely saving up for that concert on July 26. One problem though, it’s Markku’s mom’s birthday on the same day. Now, I don’t know what kind of gameplan we’re supposed to do on that day so we could be with his family to celebrate his mom’s birthday, and be able to watch the concert too. Maybe we can use teleportation?…hehehe

Last May 18, on our trip home from Iba, Zambales, we stopped by a stall on the road to buy some mangoes. We were a good distance away, when I realized that my phone was missing.

I asked that we go back. I know that there was no other place I could’ve left my phone but in the stall we stopped by. I was desperately hoping that no one else pulled over to buy…as that could mean some stranger finding my phone and deciding to keep it; or my phone on the ground being ran over by a parking car.

But careless as I may be to leave my phone behind, it was still my lucky day.

This was the lady who gave me back my mobile phone. The same woman who sold us mangoes (and gave us free ones to taste ).

She beamed the moment saw our vehicle, and was waving frantically as we took a U-turn. I quickly went down and approached her. She was excitedly telling me about how she heard a noise and found my phone on the ground. We were calling my phone, and the ringing got her attention. She tried to call me back, but my phone battery died. She was hoping we’d come back, and was so happy that we did.

I was happy too! I kept thanking her over and over for keeping my phone (and returning it to me). I actually regret now that I didn’t get to hug her, cause I wanted to hug her so much! I even forgot to ask her name. Luckily, KC took a picture of her. So to show my appreciation, no matter how late, I’m posting a picture of her and telling everyone how kind she is.

I’m glad that good people still exist, because they just have to! All’s well that ends well, just ask Bong.