muntikan na

i missed the glorietta explosion by a few minutes... and with a whole lot of luck.

i went to the mall to run some errands: buy a gift for a couple, have my dress altered and go get lunch.

i got off at glorietta 2 first to have my dress fixed and asked the lady if i could come back for it within the hour after i get the other things out of the way. the next hour or so was spent walking all over glorietta purchasing the gifts. i was almost at g2 when i decided to just get my dress later before i went home or some other day because i was carrying so many things and my feet were starting to hurt already.

so i made a u-turn and headed for g4 passing through the cinema to buy the burger king ive been craving for. i had just gotten to the taxi stand (outside oakwood) and was throwing nasty looks at the people who insist on hailing cabs outside the line when literally wave after wave of running and screaming people poured out of the doors.

i thought it was some marketing stint or something, but realized moments after that something was wrong. i heard one of the people say "may sumabog sa timezone". yun na. i started to shake. i was thinking that i LITERALLY just came from there. then i saw people (quite a number of kids) being carried out to the cabs stuck along the oakwood driveway... most of them wounded and carried by an adult. by this time there was no line for cabs anymore and the lady in front of me had to call my attention to the fact na wala na ngang taxi na dadaan and more importantly, delikado tumayo outside glorietta if it could possibly have been a bomb.

long story short, i eventually got a cab and headed for my client's office so i can deliver the gift i had bought. i still cant explain what i was feeling at that time. i was still shaking and almost crying, but at the same time i felt okay. i think it really hit me when i saw kris. as soon as she asked me if i was okay, i started to cry. as more information spread through the news, it turns out that the timezone referred to by that person was the one near g2. the same one i pas through to get to where i had my dress fixed. grabe. parang natatawa ako na hindi. good thing i didnt claim my dress like i originally planned. or else, i would have ended up in the news too.

ganun pala feeling nun. i think i was staring at the people running out of oakwood like i was watching a movie. and surreal. and even now, that im sitting here at my desk safe and in one piece, i still cant believe i was almost part of that accident.