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Few Hours Before the End

Bago magtapos ang taong ito, nakatagpo ako ng ilang kwento. I didn’t hear it, but I saw it. Hindi ko alam yung buong kwento, pero yung summary, Oo.

May isang family na last minute na nung na-isipang mag-handa para sa New year. Bibili na lang ng isang supot ng bread at margarine para sa palaman. Idagdag pa yung 1/4 kilo lang ng pasta na corned beef lang ang sahog.

Along that scene is the noise children creates using their improvised turbo bombs. At the background of that deafening noise is an old lady waiting for no one in particular. Sabi nya may hinihintay sya, but I doubt that.

For hours, nakaupo lang sya sa harap ng isang shop. Hindi sya mukhang beggar. But she looked old. I also overheard that she have a family, or I just heard it wrong.

I have this urge to give her some food which is yung handa namin for New Year. Hindi ako nice. But I know I have a heart.

Well, aside from that part, may isang nuclear family naman na sa hospital na ice-celebrate ang New year. For the reason na biglang nagkasakit ang 10 month old na baby nila. They are currently on their way to the hospital. I just pray ang hope na magiging okay ang baby nila. God bless them.

Another is this ordinary yet happy family. Extended ang family nila. May handa sila, hindi bongga, pero okay na. Pabalik-balik nga yung isang anak sa tindahan para bumili ng mga condiments and ingredients. He’s my friend, too. So, basically, kilala ko talaga sya.

Enough of that. Let’s move to another scene.

There’s a circle of friends or classmates, I guess? They bought alcoholic drinks at pulutan. Base from what I saw, hindi alam ng mga magulang nila na umiinom sila… at naninigarilyo. I can say that it is the way they welcome the “new year”– rebellious.

Well, I don’t care about that. I know it’s wrong, but it is their life that they choose to manage. I just hope that they choose the right choices.

My story? Well, it’s nothing special. Perhaps, I can state it as just plain ordinary.

We cooked “handa”: spaghetti(my favorite!), pancit, macaroni salad, buko sala, graham balls, barbeque… at hindi ko na alam kung meron pa. And oh! May fruits pa pala. You know the tradition? 12 or so kind of fruits every new year? Tradition na kasi yun eh.

An hour starting at this very moment, mag-iingayan ang bawat bahay. Liliwanag ang natutulog na langit at iingay. Kasi sa point na yung… dumating na si 2016!


Sana, sa susunod na taon, magbago naman yung unfortunate deals na nangyari sa mga taong ito. Sana, even if it seems unusual, kahit isang oras o araw lang sa isang taon, maging bloomy sila imbes na gloomy.

Right now, I want to be jolly and party! Yeah boy!


Happy New Year to everyone! I’m happy and proud to be loved by God.

Thank You Jesus for everything, good or bad, that had happen during this year. I am looking forward for the years to come.




writer | blogger | reader | staffer | lover | eater | worshiper Shayeness is a 19-year-old gal born in the year 1998. She's from the Philippines and a pure Filipina. Currently, she's studying at a university where in she takes BS in Development Communication and is in her third year in college. Shayeness writes poems, stories, essays and even songs. She's in love with words. She blogs her works here (wordpress) and in tumblr. Aside from writing, she also loves reading, given that this is where she started having the heart to write. She's also a campus journalist and working at their university's official publication as the feature editor. Aside from writing she's a lover of a lot of things as well, especially cupcakes and cute things. She loves eating a lot but hates junk foods. She's a Christian and she serves God through the worship ministry where in she plays the keyboard (piano). Her personal dream is to someday publish a novel or a book of poem at least once in her life but also pursue her plans (well she doesn't have any yet). She's still thinking if she'd be a disc jockey, a journalist, a layout artist, a reporter, a director or an office-mate. Her chosen course has a lot to offer. It's hard to choose. The important thing is, she plans to have a job.

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