Easter Egg Hunting Madness

I never liked the idea of Easter egg hunting. No, actually, I had a bad experience on it. The first time I tried egg hunting was roughly 17 years ago, and I was only seven that time. The playground of the resort was divided into three, base on three age groups: 1-3 years old, 4-6 years old, and 7-10 years old. My mom told me to line up on the third category. I was hesitant because I didn't really want to hunt eggs. Plus the heat of the sun that time was truly unbearable. But, because of peer pressure (my older cousins were also there), I eventually gave in. After the orientation, the organizer raised her arms and had a countdown.

Three.

Everyone was ready. I thought of backing out. The other kids were taller and fatter than me. I felt small and weak.

Two.

Whoever invented this idea is dumb. Rabbits DO NOT lay eggs. I repeat, they DO NOT lay eggs!

One. 

I should be swimming. I shouldn't be here!

Prrrriiiiiiiit!

And there goes the whistle! Everyone was running, as if the lions were chasing us. I managed to run and found some eggs laying on the ground. I was about to pick it up when suddenly, a fat girl pushed me and grabbed five to ten eggs in a jiffy. Out of frustration, I screamed at her but she didn't mind.

Well, after thirty minutes, I managed to catch one plastic egg. I was happy and proud... until I saw my brother and my older cousins. They have caught a handful of plastic eggs, enough to fill a big basket. I cried because I was really a loser. I mean, c'mon. One egg? Seriously. I even got more frustrated when I opened my one and only prize - one piece of candy. Maxx Honey Lemon.

Well, the bottom line is, I tried. Sigh.

Happy Easter y'all!

Much Wow

Forgive me if I rarely update this personal blog of mine. So yeah, update update!

Currently here in Tacloban, working as an Air Traffic Controller. You guys already how much I love my work. It's my dream job ever since, and yes I'm living the life to the fullest... well almost. There's this major predicament that we're currently facing though and it's all about the inefficiency of some people. I don't get actually get it. Why do most people choose to delay their work? Is it because they're indolent? Lack of interest? Or due to envy? It's too early to judge but I haven't receive my pay since the first day of March. Today's April 8. Yep! Pretty much delayed but we're still working by saving lives one or two, or maybe three, four, five planes (who knows) at a certain time frame (10-30 minutes more or less). Take note that one Airbus A320-200 carries a hundred and sixty souls on board. Now, talking about the big responsibility that we're facing everyday. Did you get the picture? Yes?

I'm so sorry if I had to let this out. I'm getting frustrated right now. But I'm still keeping my hopes high! I actually don't want to think about it because honestly, it's stressing me out! Well, this too shall pass. THIS TOO SHALL PASS.