The day after tomorrow.

Well, as all of you know, we had a thypoon yesterday and boy, it was Chaos at its finest. People here in office were asked to leave already before lunch but some were reluctant to go home for it was really scary outside. (There's also free lunch so why bother?)

Anyways, I was one of the few people left here because I have nothing to do at my house at all. I was not entirely ready for the devastation that lie ahead when I went out the office at 4 pm. There were braches everywhere, the underpass here at ayala were flooded and it was dark for power was cut off. Buses were scarce and there were cars with broken windshields and broken door. I was lucky to score an empty LRT/Baclaran bus and arrived there at one piece. I was looking for Alabang buses but there were none. So I decided to land at Baclaran and play with destiny there.

Throngs of people were on Baclaran and there were zero Alabang buses. I waited at Mia Road for buses but there were really none. Private vehicles (as in corolla, honda city types) were in colorum, but I did not take the risk. There was a truck in Mia road that is turned upside down. Trickles of rain were downpouring and gusts of wind are hammering. This is chaos at its finest, people. I propped my umbrella open but it has no use, winds are so strong that it tore it up apart. In frustration of attaching and re-attaching my useless umbrella, I threw it away at the canal at Mia road.

After for like an hour of waiting at Mia Road, I decided to take on the Mia Road bus and ride jeep to my home. In coastal road, the huge Bench billboard was destroyed and it crushed upon poor souls down. Of course, there were lot of Uzis there. The pink MMDA walkway was also crushed because of the board. I also found out that my sim has no signal, goddamned sun. Anyways, in Don Galo, 50 or more people were waiting for scarce Zapote jeeps. Whenever I see Zapote jeeps, 20 people are inside and if someone will come down, the people waiting attacks it, shoving women and children so they could get inside. Disgusted with these mongrels, I summoned a tricycle and went to La Huerta, where my former school was. In La Huerta, no people were scurrying for jeeps. But Zapote jeeps are still jampacked with people, so I decided to take another tricycle, now up to Kabihasnan. Still, jeeps are packed, the rain is pouring more heavier now. A tricycle passed by and said that he will take me to Pulang lupa for 20 pesos. What the hell, it's better to shell out 20 pesos that to be drowned here at Paranaque.

I thought my journey was over. I went for the Pulang lupa tricy station and found out that the section that connects Pulang lupa to Vergon was flooded. I thought I could compromise with the flood so I still went there. Arriving there, I saw the flood and it was really really flooded. So I went back to Pulang lupa and tried to score a Zapote jeep so I could take the RFC tricycle home.
Jeeps were really scarced. Another tricycle claimed that he will take me to Zapote for 10 pesos and I obliged. The roads were really flooded and trees were scattered. I arrived at Zapote and took the Alabang bus, and finally I arrived home - wet and tired (remember, I still have no sleep? See earlier posts) but in one piece nonetheless.

I slept at 6:30 and woke up at 7:00. Sunlight is everywhere, at last, and the chaotic scenes from yesterday was still visible. At least, there are no scurrying winds and flying yeros.