Rainy days~~~

So the rains are…well…raining. o.o;; or should I say, it’s raining outside again. Well after what happened to us during Typhoon Ondoy, what used to be something I really loved experiencing is making me scared right now. Or traumatized. Or whatever. I really love rain, but too much of it…well, it terrified me so much. I can still remember how the floods rose so quickly, making me think that we should go seek an evacuation center or something. My brother was actually suggesting it, or my mother. But then again when it came down to it, even if we tried to get out, the floodwaters were already too deep to wade out into, and we’ll probably get ourselves into deeper trouble if we went to an evacuation center. So we stayed at our house. It reached waist deep (well according to my short stature lol XD)inside our house and ity was surreal. Our furniture started floating around, even our refrigerator and still unused, brand new washing machine my dad got as some kind of present from his kumpare from the US even tipped over. Mind you, it was a washing machine that you’d normally find in a laundromat. o.o;; THAT heavy. Our bedrooms were flooded, and because the floods rose so quickly we didn’t manage to salvage important documents, our dinner things, clothes (except for a scant few things we managed to scrounge out from our closets), and probably a lot of other things. My dad even had a story to tell when he went home that night…because it was already so flooded over at Ligaya, somewhere in the vicinity of Pasig that connects it to Marcos Highway (where Sta. Lucia, Robinson’s Metro East are located), he decided to walk all the way home. By the time he reached Sta. Lucia, it had already flooded the basement. And when he reached Vermont Royale/Filinvest, the currents were already too strong and they had to use a rope so that they could get across. The waters were unbelievably neck deep. Which was unusual, such as our house getting flooded over like that. He had his funny moments though, like how someone had mistaken him for an MMDA enforcer and bemoaned that they sent someone so old to rescue them (his uniform looked like what the MMDA personnel wore), and a group of young people holding on to him through the scary, strong currents of the flood when he’s already so old he could probably have been the first to be washed away if it came down to it.

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