Just a recall of the events that transpired this week:
Monday - Went to ACIL Room to submit the liquidation report for the iTe Committee. Went to San Mats Municipal Hall and Police Station to get the clearances.
Tuesday - Supposed to get the other requirements but decided to bum around and surf the net.
Wednesday - Road jeep from our village to Cubao, Cubao to Q.C. Hall. Arrived at past 10 am. Lined for NBI Clearance form. Went to Lines 1 to 5. Waited until 1:30 pm for the release of the clearance. Got it. Road jeep from Q.C. Hall to San Mateo. Went to MTC. Got Fiscal Clearance. Road jeep from San Mats to Marikina, Marikina to Pasig. Got nowhere. Returned home. Arrived at past 7.
Thursday - Went back to Pasig (along Shaw Blvd.). Applied for the RTC Clearance. Told to go back a day after. Went to Faura to sign approval to present physics paper.
Friday - Went back again to Pasig. SUPPA TRAFFIC! The worst I had experienced in more than 3 years. (The worst I experienced was when we went to Bantay Bata for our Psych report.) The jeep took a different path. Before I realized, we were heading to Crossing. Had to hurry to the Capitol so I took taxi. P50. Sheesh. I felt betrayed. (Just imagine the distance from the crossing to the Capitol.) Got my RTC Clearance.
Had to hurry to the AMIC office to submit the papers. The traffic wasn't getting any better. Had to take taxi again to Fort Bonifacio. Then I realized I only had P150+ in my wallet. Bad sign. At any rate, if the taxi meter goes higher than P100 pesos, I'll be forced to "abandon ship" and lose my way through the C5. Thank God. When we reached Fort Bonifacio, the meter was close to P80. The bill went P93 pesos so a big whew for me.
It was already 4 pm. The office was still open and I saw a co-applicant also in a hurry to polish his papers. Sir gave me a short briefing and some assignments to study on and solve. Had to authenticate the copies of the papers. Then end.
Saturday - My week didn't end yesterday. Again dissapointment for what is supposedly the "open area", where people are invited to teach with us, ACIL catechists. 5 of us in the teaching session and 3 in the formation session. Record-breaking for the least number of attendees.
But it had the good side of it. With the 3 of us speaking with Bro. Jojo from San Jose, we got to learn about his experiences about being a child from the war-ravaged Mindanao to his interaction with the people from the Bilibid, the people with "homes along the airport" and the true Erap supporters. I was great hearing people like him thinking a lot about serving other people. Hay, kung pwede nga lang magpari ang babae.
Great week! 
