Nasathera, 4 times a day for 4 days. After that, Flumocil dissolve a tablet to a glass of water and drink once every night.

Try to rest and don’t strain yourself too much. Follow that advice and I’ll call you in the morning.

Below are the things that I have to go through everyday on my may to work.
Note: My morning rituals are not included and all values are just an approximation.

Base - Ayala Ave
Travel Type: Walk
Steps: 695
Stairs: 0
Minutes: 9:48.785
My journey begins everyday after a final dub of light baby cologne on my polo. If my mp3 player were fully charged the night before, then my “angst” play list will accompany me on my almost-an-hour voyage. It’s refreshing to observe how people rush to their offices beating the traffic and trying not to be late. After two to three tracks of music, I arrive at Ayala Avenue loading area waiting for the bus that will take me to Buendia MRT Station.

Bus - Buendia Station Drop-off Point
Travel Type: Bus
Steps: 0
Stairs: 0
Minutes: 5:30.307
I’m picky when it comes to choosing a bus early this time. I want an air-conditioned bus that’s not crowded (well, there are plenty since I’m going out of Makati). I choose my seat close to the door but not next to the window. I also try to avoid seats that are directly above the bus’ tire. When I finally paid my fare and the conductor handed me the ticket, I have this habit of folding it into a small square and stuffing it underneath my seat making sure it’s still retrievable incase an inspector pops out to double-check.

Buendia Station Drop-off Point - Buendia MRT Platform
Travel Type: Walk
Steps: 172
Stairs: up - 43
Minutes: 6:40.746
Leaving my folded ticket in the bus, I get off the EDSA-northbound bus somewhere near the Buendia-MRT station. If the elevator is out of service, then I have no choice but to take the stairs. To avoid the bag inspection by the MRT security guard, I pretend to be busy texting somebody or making some faux-calls while avoiding direct eye contact with them. My journey in this leg is complete when I reach the floor marker for the 2nd door of the 2nd segment of the train. I used to ride in the first segment of the train until MRT implemented the gender segregation scheme (similar to LRT 1) last year where the first part of the train is allotted for women, children and disabled passengers only. Sometimes, I want to fake a disability (wearing an arm-cast or something) for me to be able to ride in that special area. Well, maybe some other time.

Buendia MRT Platform - Quezon Ave. MRT Platform
Travel Type: Train
Steps: 0
Stairs: 0
Minutes: 17:10.959
This is the most exciting yet the most frustrating part of my travel. Imagine riding a jam-packed train with your back on somebody else’s. If you’re lucky, you can end up in a sardine-squeezed train with a out of service air-con. In this scenario, you are literally breathing what the person standing right next to you exhaled. Add to that the smell of sun drenched sweat and the sticky arms of a passenger touching your arm or worst - your white shirt. If you’re asking for some consolation, bulk of the “smelly” passengers exit at Cubao station (6th station from Buendia). After that station, you can start to feel the cool air and can probably find an empty seat to give your tired feet some rest. During this leg its either I’m reading a book, playing my PSP or just listening to angst play list.

Quezon Ave. MRT Platform - Panay Road Tricycle Terminal
Travel Type: Walk
Steps: 275
Stairs: upstairs - 40 / downstairs - 104
Minutes: 4:07.471
I have this OC behavior that wants me to be the last person to get out of the train. When the train finally reaches Quezon Avenue station, I will be the last person to stand and walk out of it. By doing this I avoid falling in a long line at the exit and most likely have the elevator for myself. I will also grab some waffles (Spicy Tuna) if I’m in the mood for one.

Panay Road Tricycle Terminal - ELJ Building Mother Ignacia Entrance
Travel Type: Tricycle
Steps: 0
Stairs: 0
Minutes: 1:46.685
By this time I put away the book that I’m reading or my PSP (whatever I’m doing) back in my bag and look for my ID. Nothing special, just your usual tricycle ride.

ELJ Building Mother Ignacia Side - ELJ Mini Stop
Travel Type: Walk
Steps: 38
Stairs: up - 16
Minutes: 1:36.498
After the tricycle ride, I go straight to Ministop for my daily Nescafe Ice Coffee drink. April, one of the cashier and without a conversation, automatically gets me a cup and some tissues once she sees me enter the store. I pay for the drink (32 pesos) and prepare it myself.

ELJ Mini Stop - My Table
Travel Type: Walk / Elevator
Steps: 118
Stairs: 0
Minutes: 3:12.065
Sipping my iced-coffee, I head straight to our floor. If I’m early (before 8am) I need the guard’s access card to be able to enter the office. When I reach my table, I open my pc, crack my knuckles, flex my neck and start my 8-hour work marathon.

Quite ordinary. Going home is another story.

We were face to face almost two feet apart. I looked into her fresh-out-of-sleep eyes. Part of her long roasted-chestnut hair was in her right cheek and using my left hand, I gently tucked it in her earring-less ear. My left hand stayed there while I slowly hold her nape with my right. I can die at that exact moment but destiny had other plans. I moved in to kiss her. When my lips were halfway on its journey, she closed her eyes in anticipation of its arrival. I stopped when my lips were barely an inch away. I then closed my eyes and felt her breath gracing my face. I took a gulp of air and with it is her vanilla cologne with a mixture of brewed coffee. Then slowly, as if I was trapped in eternity, I kissed her.