Today, we are celebrating 110 years of independence from being a Spaniards’ colony. Congrats to my fellow Filipinos! How come it seems that this day is so ordinary?
For one, I think because it’s not a holiday, unlike the previous years. Next, do you really feel the independence?
I know, I have lots of time because this work of mine don’t seem to fit me right, so here I am again, ready to rant! Hahahaha! Kidding aside. It’s just that there are times that I still feel that we are slaves, by whom or by what, I don’t really know. Perhaps we are slaves of poverty and corrupt government officials.
I, myself, is a slave of my lack of guts to pursue what I really want to do in this so-called career. (I’ll blog about that in a separate entry). Maybe because I’m not really sure what I want. Let me try to justify this post by defining what slave is.
From google:
- a person who is owned by someone
- someone who works as hard as a slave
- work very hard, like a slave
- someone entirely dominated by some influence or person; “a slave to fashion”; “a slave to cocaine”; “his mother was his abject slave”
From the definitions above, I think I’m partially right. What do you think?
Road constructions are left for weeks. These causes lots of headache specially for people who drive because they causes traffic. No, let me correct that. Heavy traffic! Aside from that, you know that bumpy roads hurt your car right? Did I already mentioned that such deep holes left unfinished can also give homes to mosquitoes? They can also cause lots of accidents. Ay yay yay!