I had the (mis)fortune of working new year's day, the 3am shift no less. At first I thought I should go to work before 12am so I can still get a ride, but I realized when Bikey and I were on our way to anticipated mass that it would be much more scary to go out before midnight because of all the fireworks. So I decided to risk it and just go to work around 2am, after all the fireworks frenzy died down.
So I walk out of the apartment building at 2am and it was like walking into a post-war-zone-cum-horror-movie-set. The streets were empty and littered with firecracker trash and the air was filled with smoke. It took me a few minutes to find a taxi, and as we rode along through Makati bridge and strraight through Makati Avenue, I noticed how hazy the city was. It was so eerie and it felt like Freddy Kruger or Jason or a couple of zombies might jump out from one of the dark corners somewhere.
It was amazing how eerily quiet it was as well when just a few hours earlier it was like being in Gaza strip with all the explosions and lights. Bikes and I just feasted our eyes with the colorful fireworks we can see from the bedroom window.
It's my first Christmas and New Year's away from family, and well, you know, I think sometimes holidays are overrated. I refused to be all emotional about having to work and not being able to go home. I have been home for the last four years and our holidays have been no less ordinary. Granted that its always good to have family around, but my mindset right now is that its better to start the year productively.
This year promises a whole lot for me. It's going to be better for sure and I look forward to all the surprises and challenges it would bring.
Happy New Year y'all! Be good now.
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