Monday, May 7, 2007
#45: LOST
Have you ever been lost in a strange place, with no map, no directional bearing, and no companion whatsoever? I have. Last May 4, 2007, the Manila Metropolis stood back as an extraordinarily handsome boy got lost in their overpopulated midst. Yeah, that's me. You jealous? >:-D
Okay, that intro pwned! The image too. Lol. I can't find any decent pictures answering the search engine word 'Lost' in Yahoo, and obviously I don't have a camera with me that day to commemorate my undeniably adventurous yet superstupidly executed rendezvous, so I just put the TV show 'Lost' (I do not watch this) wallpaper as my header image. And that's it.
My starting point is DOST. I went there because of some stuff I do not care about. I hate DOST! Anyway, I asked the guard how to get to Gate 3, Fort Bonifacio (somewhere in Taguig, w/c is my destination) and I was delighted to find that the guard knows how to go there. Looking back, I wish I hadn't listened to that bloke's ministrations, seeing that what happened after was all his fault. But ignorant me obligingly rode the bus he pointed to me.
5 mins into the voyage...
"Saan ka?"
"Ma, Gate 3 lang po"
"Gate 3? Aaah. 30 php"
"Huwaaat? Okay."
15 mins into the journey...
"Baket kaya angmahal ng pamasahe? Alam ko kinse lang yun e.. Hmmm..."
30 mins...
"Hala? Parang mali ata yung route na to ah...
1 hour
"DIYOS KOOOO! Bat me mga bundok na dito?!
1hr, 30 mins
" Ahh... Saturn... whatever..."
Okay, it’s a joke fellas! In case you haven’t noticed. But in that time frame I arrived in Gate 3. Yes. Gate 3. But not Gate 3, Fort Bonifacio in Taguig, but Gate 3 Camp Crame in Quezon. Haha. Now if you know the distance and the difference of these two places I’m sure you wouldn’t laugh. It’s horrible. Now I remember what went wrong! Backtrack with my interview with the guard back in DOST…
“Mama, alam nio po ba kung panu pumunta sa Gate 3, Fort Bonifacio?”
“Anong Gate Three…?”
“Sa Philippine Army Officer’s Club po.”
“Aaaah… Army. Doon!”
So ayun. Napadpad ako sa Gate 3 ng Armed Forces of the Philippines, Quezon. Thanks Manong guard!*sarcasm*
I need not tell how horribly the realization sunk in: I’m lost. Lost in this Metropolis. Yes, a Metropolis is a group of blah blah… aaaa di maka-relate! Hehe. Basta I’m lost. Tapos pumasok pa ko dun sa AFP, tapos naglakad ng 1 hour. 1 hour bago ko nalaman na I’m officially missing…me.
Ayoko nang I-recount kung anu nangyari. It’s horrible. To sum it all up, sa dami ng bus na sinakyan ko, kung kinolekta ko ung mga tickets, makakagawa na ko ng collage. At kung me pinagsisisihan ako, eto ay ang mere fact na nag-black t0shirt ako. Dyahe ang inet. At naturally, na-late ako sa cotillion miting.
At oo, alam kong English ung first part, at Taglish ung last. Naaantok na ko, sorry. Haha.
Teletubbies!
it got me home
6:37 AM
#45: LOST 