My MRT experience

The other day my sisters-in-law and I went to Baclaran, my second time to go there, the first was like years ago. We decided to go early in the morning around 6 am so that it wouldn't be that hot and crowded unlike during the afternoons. It was Monday, and my first time to ride on an MRT that early. At first I was quite excited because it would be like an adventure for us, since we were all new to buying wholesale stuff in Baclaran. Well my sister-in-law by the way, will open a shop that's why we went there to look for something "business-worthy" sounds exciting right? and me on a motive of hitching some blouses to add to the clothes that my sister-in-law would buy so that I could also pay at a wholesale price. I tell yah it is way cheaper compared to when you buy one piece and also, some other stores don'

Anyway, I'm not here to talk about what happened to us in Baclaran but I'm here to talk about what happened before we arrived Baclaran. The excitement totally dropped to zero when we arrived at the MRT North station. It was jam-packed with people. The lines were so damn long. I got really disappointed because MRT, I thought is a convenient mode of transportation. I felt really bad especially for the people who ride the train everyday like the students who go to school, and the workers who go to the office, and etc. Basically, people who ride the train every single day of the week out of necessity. It really takes so much of their time and energy. My experience was not only physically stressful but also mentally . (Sorry if I sounded like I'm overreacting. I'm just being honest).

Stressful because of some reasons which I personally observed/experienced during the entire trip:

1. People were pushing one another during the train stop just to get ahead of others, as in pushing that would literally hurt you.
2. And since people were pushing one another, some got really mad like the lady I heard shouting " puno na! wag na sumingit!" and another lady, " what the hell, don't push me ."
3. Once I got into the train, I felt we were packed like in a can of sardines. It was seriously full and crowded.
4. During the train stop people were rushing to get out of the train, at the same time others wanted to get in. the result? funny squeezed faces esp. the people who were in the middle of those two opposing bodies. sigh wrong, not funny at all. WHY CAN'T PEOPLE LET THOSE WHO NEED TO DISEMBARK PASS FIRST? WHY? discipline please.
5. A girl sitting right in front of a standing pregnant woman. seriously? let the pregnant lady sit please!
6. I heard some music coming from the two ladies on my left and the other one at my back who were listening to pop and rock music through their headsets respectively. That's how loud their music or maybe that's how close we were to each other.
7. I saw lesbian lovers doing PDA. sorry, but I don't think it's appropriate and comfortable for other people to see, including me! or is it just me? Sorry if anyone gets offended by this, it's just I am not used to that.

8. It was hard standing that long, I got to sit like we were already at Ayala station. I'm the kind of person who would rather walk than stand for a long time.

So to all the workers and students who ride the MRT everyday, I salute you! you guys are really inspiring because you are all willing to make that sacrifice just to finish school or to make money for living.

To the government, please act for a quick solution for that. The commuters are really suffering. 

And to all the MRT riders, can you just please learn how to follow basic and simple rules.

*too bad I wasn't able to take photos of it. :(

xoxo,
LEETwentysix