change

I was in second year high school (oops! Did I just reveal my age?) when Benigno Aquino was shot. It was a sunday afternoon and during one local shows (I want to believe I had forgotten the show! hehehehe) when the news was flashed on the screen. I know of Benigno Aquino as Ferdinand Marcos' political arch-enemy but that was just about it. I was then, I guess, too much engrossed with my TV shows and books that I had no inclination to think beyond my make-believe world. A lot of things started to happen after that event. Political turmoil, economic depression and changes were occurring left and right. After two years, people power happened. I was already a senior but, still, I was not that interested. I mean, yeah, there was a change in leadership and all but, it didn't really affect me personally so I would just leave it at that.

Now, as the entire nation buries former President Corazon C. Aquino, I realized that I had missed so much. Blame it on youth wasted on the young; blame it on immaturity; blame it on mis-perception; or just blame it on me.

Seeing the immeasurable amount of love heaped upon the former president made me think of how I lived my life so far. Will my eventual end bring about such over pouring of emotion? Or people will just look at my body with stoically and turned away?

It's time to change. It's time to change for good.