Last week’s work week left me heartbroken. Thanks to our
very own MRT who caused me so much stress. It’s indeed true as I’ve said on my
Facebook status that riding it during rush hours can really test your
character. Well, modesty aside, I think
I passed…… I passed that I almost failed (and cried). :P
I commend my fellow
commuters who managed to endure the shoving and pushing just to fit in the
jampacked train coaches.
Anyhoo, after almost two hours of brisk walking, riding the train,
and riding a jeep; I safely arrived at Blue Bay in Pasay (our favorite dating
place hehe). I was profusely sweating,
my legs are aching, I have a huge shoulder bag and laptop bag with me, and my
hunger is haunting me. My husband was
waiting for me and immediately we searched for a place to eat. I wanted that moment to find a spot wherein I
can forget my “repeating MRT stress syndrome”.
