I've started this blog a few weeks ago and since then, I've been thinking of a topic to write about in my first post. I could've written a simple, "I'm blogging again, bitches! Muahahahaha." Then I could've proceeded with a very long narrative about my short-lived experience as a "feeling" blogger and how I suddenly just stopped blogging and how I attempted to blog again for a bunch of times but failed 90% of the time and how this blog has a large probability of being included in that statistics. Except that it'd bore you big time.
I really want to start off with a feel-good entry. You know, just to set the mood for the future posts. I really want this blog to be a happy blog. I want this to be one of the places you visit when you're feeling down and you want to be inspired and be happy and get a cyberhug from me and then your mood would instantly be better. Hehehe, wishful thinking (see blog description).
But since the past few days has been, well, not so kind towards me, I've had nothing to share. If I was forced to write those days, this would be filled with rants about how life is so unfair and cruel. It was that bad. Although I have a few moments to be thankful for, the real FEEL-GOOD moment happened last night and I really just felt the need to share this.
I got locked-out of our building last night.
I had dinner with my friends in a far, faraway land and got back late at our neighborhood. I went to our gates and being a fan of signage, I first checked if there were new announcements and what I read next made my eyes widen. There was a notice. The building's management has finally decided to change the locks (it has been semi-broken since God knows when). I wasn't informed. Why wasn't I informed? When was that notice posted?!
Still not believing my luck, I tried to open the lock of the gate with the old key... and *insert drum rolls here* it didn't open! When I inspected it, it was indeed a new lock... all new and shiny. I panicked.
The first logical action should have been to call one of my housemates to come and get me (the gate can be opened from the inside). But my relationship with them was purely "Hi-Hello" and nods and smiles so I didn't have any of their numbers stored in my phone. Second option: Go to my landlady's house which was some blocks away. But it's already really late and what if she's not informed about the new lock too?! Third option: Spend the night at McDonald's. Who wants to stay at McDonald's alone?!
There's a fourth option: Wait and pray to the deity that one of the tenants of the other units also had a good time with his/her friends and had to get back home as late as me. :P
I looked around. No one's coming. If only few people roam around our area during the day... imagine the number of people at night. Almost none. Therefore, goodbye option 4. I was starting to lose my hope. I went for a modification of option 2-- I planned to call my landlady.
I was about to dial her number when I saw him approaching. He was looking back at me. For a moment, I thought he was just passing by our street... but *insert drum rolls here*... he stopped infront of our gate and I saw him produced a key from his pockets. I couldn't even remember who between us asked, "Dito ka?" If it was me, that was stupid of me to ask. If it was him, ermmm, did he think I was a thief or something? Haha. But surely, it was him who said, "Pinalitan na kasi 'yung lock, kunin mo nalang bukas sa Unit 1132 'yung susi."
Never have I imagined that the sound of the lock unlocking and the sound of the gate opening would make me smile. I entered and surely, the tone of my "Kuyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" reflected how happy I was.
I don't know about you, but I believe in angels. In my belief though, they don't always have their wings with them, or their halo. Many times, angels are human beings whom in their simple actions helped us big time, who made our lives better, and unknowingly to them, saved us. Parang si kuya. :)
How about you? Have you ever met an angel?
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