Day 51/366: When I said I was going to bitch slap...

Day 51/366: When I said I was going to bitch slap (figuratively speaking) NSTP in the face for the last term in the second semester, I really meant it. To show just that, phase one of my master plan for my revenge after the last two terms of being down because of NSTP (and a few shitty subjects too), had been done today.

We have been tasked to make a presentation about problems in the community and they didn’t said we were going to make a video and they didn’t gave us a specific theme. It was up to us to think of something “creative”.

All the other groups had their “moments of glory” when they presented theirs and to be honest, I got a little bit confused with some of their chosen theme. We were supposed to make a presentation about “community problems”; I don’t know why they presented something about “friendship” and made this dramatic skit *face palm*.

But anyway, we went on with doing our thing. We went to McArthur Park this afternoon to interview some random passersby. “Para sa imo, unsa’y bili sa piso?”, was the question. People gave different answers but meant only one thing; one peso isn’t enough for them. But for some people, a single peso coin means a lot.

While we were interviewing Manong Elmer and Manong Bert (not their real name), the cold harsh reality of life slapped me in the face again. It made me realize how blessed I was to still have a decent house to live in; to be able to eat three meals a day (excluding merienda in between HAHA); and to still have friends and a family who loves me.

Like what Manong Elmer said, “Ayha ra gyud nimo mahibaw-an ang tinuod nga bili sa usa ka butang kung mawala na kini sa imo” (You don’t know what you have until it’s gone).