7. Another day, another moment

4:00 am, Las Pinas City.

The sound of the ducks I'm hearing as I woke up in a deep sleep. Washed my body and dressed up getting ready for school. It was 4:45 as I left the house. Dark streets, the sun haven't rise, and dead frogs everywhere. As I walk down the street, I saw these beggars, crying in agony, feeling hopeless, and nowhere to go. To be honest, I don't like to give money to those kind of people; because, they might get used to it if they ever see me again. So I moved on.

5:30 am, Baclaran.

The smell of bad ambiance, beggars, merchants, and the noise of the transportation. As I walk through Baclaran, I saw a mother with her children, they're not crying nor begging. They're just happy with what they have. Kids who have small toys are happy, to what they have. A mother who is smiling because they can still breathe and eat. That made me weep. 

6:15 am, Asia Pacific College - Classroom/601.

 *sigh* As I passed the guard, because it's another day of endless tasks. Lonely in a classroom full of nothing but me. Made me think of what's going to happen. 15 minutes later, a friend of mine arrived with nothing but a hankie and a bag. And the day goes on.

9:30 pm, Asia Pacific College - Multipurpose Hall 2.

Heavy breathing, sweaty clothes, and a tiring practice. As the session ends, I had nothing but a bunch of smelly clothes and my things. I changed quickly to my new set of clothes and headed home.

 11:05 pm, Las Pinas City.

As I arrived to my humble abode. Problems came in, maybe just because I'm tired. I can't think of things because I'm too hungry, too weak, and too tired to do things. "Another day, another moment." The words I hear every time I walk home. 

All in all, life is a cycle.
Welcome to my world.