today has been a roller coaster ride.. first off, i went to fetch my sister to accompany her looking for gifts for her christmas party tomorrow. then i went to get that ‘let’s speak korean’ dictionary from Book Sale. we got hungry so we decided to fill our empty tummies first before we continue our shopping. while i was in the middle of eating my fried chicken, people in the mall were rushing through the exit doors and the police started to surface. the people in the fastfood were not affected so i thought there was just a car accident or some crazy “tambays” causing commotion, so i just continued eating but seconds after, my other sister called me and told me to go home as soon as possible because a department store in the city was bombed. that’s when i started to feel nervous. we hurriedly finished our meal and went out of the mall. then i saw the entrance doors being blocked by security officers, the traffic diverted to another route hence closing the street to the mall for entry. while we were on the jeepney on the way home, there were many things going through my mind..
-it was too bad my shopping had to end..
-this is the first day of my Christmas break demmit!
-i was already enjoying picking out books and eating my meal!
-i had so many things to buy! i was not even able to buy groceries!
-but thank God! thank God my sister and i are safe.
-thank God we did not leave the mall and continued shopping to the establishments that were later bombed.
-who could be the ones responsible for these bombing again?? these terrorist are really…&^&*%(&^%^
-the people who were hurt.. the people who died.. it breaks my heart as i think about how it happened that in the morning before i fetched my sister, i passed by those stores and watched those people doing their job in placing the baggages in the shelves, then hours later, they’re dead.
-[and while stuck in the traffic on the way home because of cars lined up for check point..] yes that’s why terrorist can easily make their way to the city because these soldiers assigned in the check points don’t even look at what’s at the back of private vehicles, don’t even open the doors of the cars and inspect what’s underneath the passengers’ seats.. they just look at the face of the people in the front seats then voila! bombings! because of their carelessness??
-or because these terrorists have been living here.. and just a call from their co-terrorists, they can assemble a bomb and drop it in crowded places in no time.. so easily..
-after these bombings? what’s gonna happen next? war? [no classes? kidding.]
-shocks.. what’s happening to my city??
-God save us..
then we finally got home.. i listened to the radio and i got pissed with the radio reporters. where’s free and unbiased journalism?? how can you just easily accuse Maranaos of being responsible of the explosion?? you say you were just reading text messages sent to your station?? now if you’re a real journalist even if you yourself believe that they’re to blame, you should be fair in giving news and delivering your responsibility.. wth.what if i tell you that this land'[i believe, as far as my research is concerned] truly belongs to them?? i’m not a Maranao or Muslim hater. and i’m not saying they are on the right stand either. and i’m not saying that we Christians [or] Filipinos are right to drive them away. i’m still in search for the answers and causes. argh. then i turned the radio off.
i searched for a movie to watch online and found 200 Pounds Beauty. it’s a very nice movie! it temporarily caught my attention and worries about the bombings and the security of Iligan. what i really like about Korean movies is that you can’t predict how the storyline would flow.. except for the endings which i noticed in most of the Korean movies i watched – there’s always someone, an important character in the story who dies. weird. that’s the only predictable part. but 200 Pounds Beaty didn’t end with someone dying. it’s such a feel-good movie. funny, tear-jerker, and a movie with sense[on my own definition of sense].
hmmmm.. what else..
oh yes. i was able to buy the Korean-English-Tagalog book. the very little book which costs 95 pesos. haha. at first i was disappointed [i found out about it from my friends] but ended up buying it. don’t judge the book by its appearance. hahaha. i know it will be of great help.[hay. my frustration. learn hangul. :)]
i also bought another book! The Prize by Flavia Weedn. one of the best [of the very few] books i now own. i love it.
ok.. another long post. i’ll stop now. i want to sleep. or maybe read. 🙂
for the news article about the Iligan Blast today, click HERE.
that’s all for now..
– darksphere
m a i ~ m a i 