Today is just another day. But simply explosive.

I was shocked because I was able to convince myself to wake up early relative to my usual waking up hour. Though I promised not to procrastinate anymore, I couldn’t resist. It runs in my vein, it runs in my “future” profession. Rushing things is part of a journalist life. You can’t prepare for a breaking news or an advertising strategy proposal. My future life counts seconds and minutes, and not hours and days.

After my defensive approach to justify my bad student behavior, I checked my Facebook account only to find out one of the kinds of news that I really don’t want to hear. Death. Former AFP Chief of Staff Angelo Reyes allegedly committed suicide dramatically in front of her mother’s grave.

It was too heavy to bear. I was fantasizing before that this day would come (because I have personal hatred against him due to his disloyalty to my favorite president, 🙂 but now that it already happened, it is just too much. There are many things he could have done if he is only alive. He could protect himself, his family, and his country from the deregatory conspiracy theory and remarks from “perfect citizens of the world.”

But he chose the easier way for him to escape from the harsh reality that may or may not be awaiting him.

Coincidently, today is the birthday of our beloved president. But I don’t care so much about him. Maybe I’ll give him due credit if I can feel his promise of matuwid na daan instead of mahal na daan.

I wrote (typed) this article inside the Inquirer Newsroom in my beloved college. It is really fun to write blogs and opinions about your daily experiences but it is really tiring writing a required article.

There are many things that we need to understand in order to understand more things. Today is just another day for me to understand people better. I am too happy to see an old friend commenting on my status (I thought she already forgotten my existence). I am also too happy to see the answer from another old friend to my question. Hopefully she finds her time to talk with us and mend what was broken.

As my favorite koreanovela said, if there is one thing you cannot cut, it is connection.

Hahahaha. Today, another day to goof around.