Thanks, Bro!!!

September 26, 2009 - Manila, Philippines.

I woke up that day by greeting my high school friend a Happy Birthday through text. I thought it would only be any other day. What I didn't know was that that day would be one of the most unforgettable day of my life.

I was ready to go to school and take our final exam in Logic 2, when a familiar foe came - the rain. I went out with my slippers on; carrying my bag, umbrella and a plastic which contains my shoes. Then I rode the jeepney going to Quiapo, since we all know that España is going to be flooded. What I didn't know was that the way going to Quiapo was also flooded. There were two things in my mind that time: I will be stranded and be late for my Finals. Guess what, I was right.

I went out of the jeep - wet and frustrated. I tried to find any vehicle that could take me to Quiapo. There were a lot of pedicabs, but the fare that they wanted was so high for a very short distance. Good thing there was a not-that-old man who agreed to take me to a jeepney station going to SM Manila for only P20. It was a relief.

From there, I rode the jeep upto SM Manila. So far, I've spent P34. The dilemma doesn't stop there. The water at Manila City Hall was about as high as my knees. I didn't had any choice but to cross the street and get to school immediately. That time, my clothes and bag were really wet.

It was pretty obvious that classes were already suspended, but considering Mapua, they will never suspend classes easilly unlike other schools. That's the reason why I pushed through. I arrived at school - wet and frustrated. I went straight to our organization's tambayan to sat down for a while and rest. I've waited for about 4 hours until the storm stops. Then, I went out and tried to reached my tita's house what ever happens.

From Mapua, I rode a pedicab upto Recto, which costs P50. After that, I really don't know what to do next. It felt like I was in the middle of nowhere: it was dark and there were waters everywhere. Honestly, I almost cried for being stucked there, almost hopeless of getting home. That time, I only got to choices: to walk through the flood or stay there until morning.

But God was really kind to us. Pedicabs started to came to our place. We started to talk to them whether they can bring us to our destinations. Luckily, they agreed. Since the water was so high, we needed to ride on top of the pedicab. Although risky, I had no choice. That's the only answer to my prayers.

For almost two hours, me and my newly found companion, traveled through what has been a sea above the streets. The water was about half-body high. During that time, I really didn't imagined that I could still go home.

It was 8:30 P.M. when I got home at my tita's house. I spent P584 (500 for the last ride, there were two of them so they had 250 each. Why 500? It was really very far and considering our situation that time.) , not including how much I spent for food.

No matter how much I spent; no matter how wet my clothes and things are; what was important was that I got home safe and sound.

Thanks, Bro! =)