August 1 is "The Day of Rekindling".

Time: 5:24 p.m.
Now Playing: "On Melancholy Hill" by Gorillaz.
Where: In my sister's bedroom.

Why did I entitled the very first day of August "The Day of Rekindling"? If you are a Filipino, learned some history lessons, and does like the color yellow, you might probably know why it is. No seriously, these requirements are jokes but it's pretty obvious why did I call that. It's the day to commemorate Corazon C. Aquino, the mother of Democracy in the Philippines. The world witnessed what she had done to change the image of the Filipinos in the four corners of the globe.

It all started during 1983 where Benigno Aquino Jr., he is the Father of Democracy in the Philippines, fought for democracy during the Marcos regime and mostly accused Ferdinand Marcos about their hidden riches which they stole in people's taxes. He fought for so long and ran for presidency and yet he lost to Marcos. The people of the Philippines were not convinced so they continue to oppose Marcos with that curious result of that said election. Ninoy, however, was arriving in the Manila International Airport at that time when suddenly he was gunshot and he was down, down at his homesoil, he made it yet it was a sacrifice I must say because he returned home with one voice, that we must unite to fight dictatorship, and corruption. So, it was truly a sad day for all Filipinos when he died August 21, 1983. I think more than a million gathered together during the burial day and I wish I witnessed that but sadly, I wasn't in existence yet.

People started to let people sign to be part of 1 million signature petition for Mrs. Aquino to run for presidency which is the beginning of the true history. She did run and a rumored she won and another rumored Marcos won via majority votes or a slate. She was a then mother turn president when Marcos flee to be exiled in Hawaii. She truly changed our country when the 20-year dictatorship ended.

"Kapag nagkaroon ng demokrasya ang Pilipinas, pwupwede na akong mawala sa mundo." That's the quote that I will never forget that she said during her last interview and she was suffering with colon cancer (I hate cancer, seriously). She died August 1, 2009 at 3: 18 a.m. and the Cory Magic is still here.

Anyway, when she died, it was all silence and pure commemoration to what she had done to the Philippines and I kind of figuring out something weird yet it is true. I was truly crying when I was on the bus when I heard the news on my way home after a grueling day on Mapua during that day.

She died on 08-01-2009, right?

She died at 03:18 a.m., right?

Try gather all the numbers around. ---> 080120090318. There.

Remove all the zeros. ---> 8129318.

I jumbled it and here's the result. ---> 8211983. If you see it as 8-21-1983, that's Ninoy's date of death. What a coincidence and it is truly a magic for Philippine Democracy, they united again after 26 years.

And now, his son, Noynoy will continue his parents' legacy and hopefully we will recover after the nine-year inconsistent governance, which caused for lack of funds and bigger problems in corruption and poverty.

We will never forget you, Cory.

Laban!

Time: 6:28 p.m.
Now Playing: "Ready to Start" by Arcade Fire.
Where: At my sister's bedroom.