This is not a joke. This is not part of the 1 Life to Live series. This is a real life drama….
Let’s backtrack a bit….Since I discovered that I have knack for arranging things and stuff, my bday has never been ordinary. Well I guess it has been a great challenge for my friends to organize my birthdays cause more often than not, I have planned my birthday days before it my mind and I have mapped out the necessary details, that they get lost in its intricacies.
Needless to say more often than not it doesn’t fan out as I imagine it to be to my biggest frustration J. But the paradox of it is that amidst my “Arranger” theme, my ideal birthday is really something I didn’t plan but a surprise one-yes I guess I’m crazy for having completely contrasting ideas.
I am delighted that God completely understands this unique side of me and is every year up to the challenge of giving me a unique and extraordinary birthday. Last year I was kind of depressed the week of my birthday, the morning of it I was crying really hard and to top it all minutes before the youth service, I got corrected-whoah! I was crying my hearts out in the comfort room before the service start because I thought I was a superwoman and could just hold everything in until the service was finished. But unfortunately I wasn’t that good-I have Lala to blame for being very sensitive for my emotional state hehe. Then the surprise bday came right after the service-an overflow of roses and chocolates and cake, my favorite song playing in the background-God is so good at making surprises.
History has a way of repeating itself, I have big plans set up this year. Friday would be clubbing night with LB friends and Saturday would be an overnight at Graceland to clear out all the stress of the week with my close friends. Guess what? It didn’t go as planned, I’m amazed why Im still surprised. After all the texts has been made, it was settled, I’ll have to erase the picture of what I thought my birthday would be. But wait there’s more, we were not able to get tickets to Loverage after the long wait in the line and its 10pm already, just 2 hours before my birthday. I have to watch gruesomely as all my friends are slowly passing by getting near the entrance after almost 2 hours of waiting. I cant believe my eyes, it’s my birthday isn’t it and I was out sitting in the grass. Then abby’s call came, there was 2 tickets na available, wow there was hope finally.
But as Zara and I navigate into the literally multitudes of people, there was already came a commotion. A bunch of JJs (jumping jologs) as they are famously known were literally jumping and pushing their bodies hard on the wall trying to barge inside. Warren guided us near the gate where abby and the ticket was. We lined up and stick ourselves closer to Mok. King and Cocoy. The banging continued, fear slowly creep inside of me cause we were with a lot of students and Im totally scared of what will happen. My biggest fear at this moment was what if there’s a stampede, how many students will I be able to protect and how? Plus the fact of the giant stones flying much like 3x my fist size. All of a sudden the reality of death looms and we are left to just pray and seek for God’s protection. Then the scream the JJs are now attacking our lines, we have to literally run, I was pushing Zara to go near the wall cause I don’t want to be trampled on, she has a sprain by the way. We gathered the kids at the back, they are shocked but at the same time excited, its as if the 1 Life to Live really became a reality for them. There were so many stories being told. Gavs, me and Glenn were contemplating on what to do next, of course we want to go home and be secured but I guess the risk also made the adventure very exciting. Then all of a sudden, there was a new line at the back, the men gathered us towards it, they put a line to secure us, some of the JJs were trying to get in, they have tickets but the officials are taking time to verify it pa and there was commotion again. Gosh the adventure continues!!
Then we are finally inside, still aggregated together, what a funny sight as I recall it now. So we planned to enjoy the rest of the night, some eating food, others riding the ferris wheel or just going around. Zara and I had a henna tattoo, finally I’ve always wanted one.
The fireworks countdown I guess was the high light of the night-as I look at it its as if I had a giant cake to blow with such amazing candles-awesome. I’ve always dream of having fireworks on my birthday and a countdown as well, its really an amazing site.
What a crazy birthday blast indeed-God is so good!
I wanna quote what Glenn said nung pauwi na kami:
“Grabe pag campus minister ka dito sa UP literal na you are willing to die (in the line of work) ” True! True!
I wanna applaud all the QC men (especially the ENCM guys) who literally shielded and protected us throughout this ordeal. You are remarkable,admirable and very honorable! We are so proud of you!! Thanks for your willingness to literally take the stones for us.
Special thanks to Mok, Warren, Cocoy,Dennis, King and Glenn kasi sila yung mga kasama namin sa line ni Zara.