September 26, 2009
Just as early for the opening of what seemed to be another usual day, I woke up an hour late to attend my first class, Differential Calculus. The first in a million years along the tracks of history.
The swooshing of the wind makes nothing new. “Like every usual day”, I thought. And surely, the things around me proved me right, only for that time however.
Our class was cut short by a couple of hours, ending up in both dismay and excitement. Surely it was a good way to begin the day – waking up late for nothing.
I was happy nonetheless.
We decided to wait for our next class – for four hours to say the least. The day went on smoothly until three words echoed across the halls of our college – CLASSES ARE SUSPENDED.
Great… I should have just stayed home. The rain poured harder outside but what waited outside’s much worse.
I love the rain and the darkness it brought. The rain calmed down a bit but this time, in an almost never-ending cycle. One after the other, the rain began flooding the streets, our university’s canteen and the main building. Just outside our campus, the flood, already about knee-high, kept on growing higher each hour. The streets called a large crowd- jeepneys, tricycles and other kinds of vehicles queued up along the streets due to the heavy traffic caused by the flood. It was a good thing Ivan’s parents came to pick us up with their two tricycles. With the flood rising up, every time and just as soon as the water hits the exhaust of the tricycle, it would evaporate into a thick gray steam and cover my face. It was as if the tricycle was caught on fire. A lot of things have happened on our way home and it would take one whole day to narrate it all. At least, Ivan , Arnie and me got home safely. We were worried about the others though.
Bad luck didn’t end there. At home, I decided to sit down for a while to condition myself after a short but tiring day. Just as soon as I sat down, the lights went out and all else went to a shutdown. A massive power failure began. It was a complete blackout and I hate it. It was not too long till everything else followed. No PSPs, no cellphones, no computer and no televisions. Just the darkness and the rain.
From then on, the sky never smiled again. I love the rain and the darkness it brought but I never expected things to happen like this. I almost lost my sanity waiting for the light to come back. I did everything I can to avoid boredom – singing, thinking of happy thoughts and butterflies and even walking back and forth.
I was bored to death. Still I was fortunate. I never thought others would experience something worse than what I could imagine.
My aunt just arrived from Singapore that day and she was suppose to stay with us for quite a while here in Philippines. My parents tried to pick her up at Clark Airbase in Pampanga but since the traffic was very heavy and almost everyone else was stranded in the middle of the storm, they decided to go back home instead and wait for the rain to stop.
The day ended and so as the night but never was the blackout.
September 27, 2009
It was already past 12PM but drowsiness was nowhere in sight. In order to lull myself to sleep, I let the rain flood the streets that night and I let the darkness hide the rain falling down from the clouds. As my regrets and fears occurred to me, my eyes closed at last.
I was hoping good fortune would come for everyone when I wake up.
Much to my dismay, what I hoped for never happened. The lights were still out and I know for myself it will once again be a very long day. Things are a little different but I don’t know if I should be glad at all.
I did nothing worthwhile all morning and all afternoon. The very highlight of the day itself only started by noon, after the sun had set.
My aunt managed to go home by herself earlier that noon and by evening, each one of us had a scary story to tell, a good way to spend the night.
Some decided to go to bed and sleep afterwards while some, including me, decided not to. I don’t know why but maybe I”m waiting for something.
After thirty-three hours of power outage, my long wait came to an end. It was past 10PM. Alas, the light’s back. It was a time to rejoice since the place was back to normal – taking pictures and videos with my aunt’s camera surely was fun.
Everything’s back to how they used to be – only in our case, that is. I couldn’t help but to worry for others. There are a lot things I missed. A lot of things indeed. Events of different shades and hues have happened that are really hard to believe.
How is everyone now? Is everything really okay?
September 28, 2009
*to be continued*










