it feels odd that im not feeling harassed over writing or memorizing a speech lately. i would be soon though since bsp7 is due mar 17. i had an outline in mind a few weeks back but for some reason, it lost it's flavor, so ill be writing a new one again.
a commotion at the bus yesterday. i was on my way home when the man sitting behind me suddenly went stiff. sabi nila parang nastroke daw. he had his tongue out, his eyes shut and was being held upright by some man standing next to his seat because he cant seem to hold himself. i expected myself to feel scared. he looked almost dead after all and i'm dead scared of corpses. but that time, i wasnt. because i looked at him and saw Dad. i remember the time that Dad had stroke and wondered what could have happened it he was in a bus then instead at home. will someone help him? will he make it back home to us?
the man who had a stroke was apparently alone. we got the driver's attention so the bus pulled off to the nearest hospital. i dont know if he survived. sana oo.
i was yet to recover from the news about that 14 people who got killed when a bus crashed at a post in tanay, tapos ganun pa yung nangyari kahapon. grabe ang buhay no? hindi mo alam kung kelan nalang basta basta kukunin sayo.
may ikikwento sana akong nakakatuwa, kaso bigla na kong nalungkot. bukas nalang.
sh*t. ang dami kong time.
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Written by cinderellaareus at 03:33 PM.