patient#23

patient#23

I find it amusing when patients get labeled with white bands on their wrists whenever admitted to hospitals. I mean I get the logic; but, I don’t know, I find it cool, plainly cool.

Correction; used to.

Naalala ko tuloy ang TAXI NI PILO. It was a movie that we watched in class, in one of my NSTP classes. Tapos our facilitator asked us something about the characters, context clues for who they really are, parang ganun. I was asked; pero hindi ko nasagot yun, later in class she said that the girl in the movie was wearing a white band, that means that she was a patient.

So what’s the (my) point. Hindi ko rin alam, hahaha, all I know is that I found that cool, running around the streets wearing something so iconic like that yet people failed to notice. Ang astig lang.

Tipong an assassin (who just killed someone) walking pass through the crowds gathering to see his latest kill, astig di ba? Astig to be in pain and walk the earth as if wala lang.

Pero…
I remember my blog EMO IN COLOR. I used to believe that, but now, napapaisip ako. Ang hirap pala to bleed and be unnoticed. Ang hirap palang lumuha sa ulan. Nakakapagod din palang umiyak sa shower.

Going home, kahapon, a friend saw me walking palabas ng gate ng Ateneo. He asked kung may sakit ako, and then I said plainly and straight forward, WALA.

Tapos while I was commuting, naisip ko, why?
Why do I always have to deny the pain, eh masakit na, eh halata na.

(sigh)
Once someone said…
Weak ones seek the shoulders of the strong ones to cry on…
…then whose shoulders are sought by the strong ones when they cry?

Tama nga. Hindi ko din alam ang sagot.