September 26, 2009

This day, the day after my birthday, I will never forget. This day also happens to be Marianne Domingo's birthday. I wonder how she celebrated her birthday. This day marks a significant event in my life as the Typhoon Ondoy hit Metro Manila and left it in a State of Calamity, a first for the NCR, given this is an urban city and usually PAGASA declares this to provinces only.

9:30 a.m. : I was in MOA. I bought the corporate skirt I would be wearing for the second day of my graduation. (This skirt was not available in Megamall) I left the house 8:45a.m. because I brought my dad to PCA then proceeded to MOA.

11:30 a.m. : I left MOA despite the increasing velocity of the wind because my dad would be going to church by 12nn. The car was shaking while I was driving and Macapagal started to flood. I stopped outside Sofitel for about 40 minutes, hoping that the rain would subside. My dad called and told me to go back to MOA instead.

12:45 nn : I was back in MOA, and remembering I brought my gym gear, I decided to go to the gym.

3:00 p.m. I was done working out, and I called my dad what time he would join me in MOA. He said he couldn't leave yet, Paco was flooded knee-level, and he couldn't find any cab.

3:30 p.m. I decided to have lunch at Yoshinoya. While eating, the lights kept flickering. It even got brown out for about 10 seconds, and I saw grocery carts being pushed to the street by the wind, which was scary since a lot of cars were passing by.

6:00 p.m. The mall is now closed, so I decided to sleep in the car.

8:00 p.m. I'm so bored inside the car, I can't use my ipod since I'm saving the battery. I decided to stroll around MOA even though the stores were closed. McDonald's was the only establishment left open in the mall, and it was jam packed with people. Some took their orders out and ate their food in the outside tables of the other restaurants.

9:00 p.m. : I couldnt take it anymore, I left MOA and decided to pass by Vito Cruz, hoping it is less traffic and not flooded. I was wrong. So I went back to Roxas Blvd. and made my way to EDSA, which was even worse. The cars were not moving along EDSA-MOA area. My dad's friend even said EDSA was 6 feet flooded. 3 times I went to EDSA then back to Vito Cruz, hoping it was no longer flooded. I decided to stay in Hongkong Chef Restaurant in Macapagal and slept again inside the car.

11:00 p.m. Being the stubborn kid that I am, I forced myself to go to Quirino Ave. I couldn't believe the flood in Quirino was now waist level, according to my dad. I thought he was just too lazy to fetch me. As I approached the corner of Manila Zoo, it was flooded but not so much. Cars were already parked on the sides and drivers slept inside. And so I slept again.

3:30 a.m. I woke up and saw a guy peeing in front of me, OMG!

5:00 a.m. I woke up and my dad was finally there to the rescue! He braved the flood of Quirino in his tennis outfit because he was worried for me, he even brought along his favorite ball boy to accompany him.

5:15 a.m. We made our way to PCA walking. I was wearing my favorite jeans and a pair of flipflops. Good thing I was able to bring extra clothes, there's no way in hell I would let the dirty water dry on myself! Cockroaches were floating in the water, I could feel a lot of debris in my feet as we walked. I imagined myself tripping on that sea of dirty water then accidentally taking in some of that, I told this to my dad, and he laughed. I said he should kill me if that happens to me. As we were walking in the middle of the intersection between Pedro Gil and Quirino Ave., it was like the end of the world. The water was now thigh-high, cars were facing different directions in both sides of the streets. Even those 6-wheel stopped in the middle of the street. I told my dad we should take a picture while walking in the middle with nothing but water, but it was too dark. As we were finally nearing PCA, their driveway was flooded ass-level. I had to carry my heavy bag near my head just so it wont touch the water. My dad's friends congratulated him for braving the flood and saving me.

6:00 a.m. I took a shower, and charged my phone.

7:00 a.m. We ate breakfast. It was like a refugee camp.

7:30 a.m. I slept in the couch inside the locker room. Cellular phone signals were very poor.

11:00 a.m. The flood started to subside, and a friend of my dad offered us a ride back to Babsmobile, which was parked on a high island near Manila Zoo.

12:00 nn Sunday : We finally arrived home.

I know this is nothing compared to those who have lost their homes, and to some, even their family members. My sister's new car sank and until now the building of her condominium still has no electricity. My friend's whole ground floor is ruined, they lost all their material things. I am grateful that only this happened to me, and that my dad saved me from hunger, death and boredom inside Babsmobile. And they say there's another flood coming today, which I think is a lie since it's sunny outside. Hopefully it really won't come, ever. My mom was texting me during my boredom inside the car, of course she was so worried.

It's good to be home on a rainy day.

Drink Moderately.

Last night was Rusty and friends' birthday party (yes, 9 of them celebrated in one party) and i have to admit, i did have a great time. Though i got really tipsy, at least i didnt do crazy things. I was supposed to leave early, like 10pm because my dad picked me up, but turns out he was really busy with his meeting last night, he fetched me past 12mn! I can't count anymore how much shots i drank (i wasnt counting), but i remember drinking cuervo, beer, cosmo, absolut, generoso and a cup of sprite hahaha!

Anyways, I hate the feeling of getting drunk. Though i got drunk plenty of times before, alcohol seems to find its way inside me. when you're drunk, all your problems tend to surface and you get really pissed and the most i hate is, YOU CRY. you cry because of these problems, all kinds of problems, useless none sense problems, past problems, shallow problems, etc. then when you wake up the next morning, you get really puffy eyes (my dad thought i was allergic because i drank a number of types of drinks, he didnt know i was sobbing in my room). never mind the mild headache because you wouldnt notice that unless you shake your head. but the eyes part is really aweful. i was supposed to renew my driver's license tomorrow but because of my puffy eyes, ive decided to renew it on tuesday instead.

i cant promise i wont drink again, because i can absolutely handle myself. although there are times when im having too much fun, thats where the abusiveness comes in. hahaha

Bored, hopefully not forever

School's over. As in OVER. thank God!! but i still want my mba maybe next year or the year after, but i dont want beyond that. it's only a few days after finals week, and im already bored!! while waiting for the real deal, i applied for another internship at Citibank, hopefully i get this because im really really bored and i wanna have money since my birthday's coming.

Besides, nothing relevant is happening to me here in the Philippines, I gotta leave. ASAP. like this October.

Mango Think Up

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