More than the thought of not seeing my friends anymore, it is more sad to think that everybody seems to think that the country is stuck in a rut and that it has no hope of getting out of it. What makes it more hopeless are Filipinos who think this way. What makes the Philippines more worthy of pity is that its own citizens seems to think that everything in other country, whether it is really better or not, is better than anything else this country can offer.
I see every bad thing that they see, and probably more. I also dream of earning more money abroad or travelling the world. But I cannot imagine leaving this country for good. I cannot imagine not seeing the jeepneys again, no matter that some view them as evil. I cannot imagine not seeing everything that is dear and familiar to me ever again. I cannot imagine calling myself any other thing besides a Filipino.
That's just me. No, really. That's just me. I think every one of my friends would rather be called by other name than a Filipino. I wonder why they think it's better to be called an American, where everyone thinks you're a Filipino trying hard to fit in anyway, than to have your own country to speak of. Or maybe they don't want to remain a Filipino but never set foot on this country again. Well, what's the use of retaining your citizenship if you dislike your country that much?
Gah. I'm not talking about this just because it's Independence Day. It's just perfect timing to talk about this, because everywhere you look, they are preparing to leave the country. Even I, wanting to become a teacher, is being encouraged to get it over with as soon as possible so that I can leave the country.
I see no point in rattling on about it. I see no point at all. It's going to fall on deaf ears anyway. I just want to express my sadness over the fate of this country whose own people doesn't seem to want to help in getting it out of that rut.
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