I have no idea who you are... I just know your name.
You lead me to the most hidden corners in me... And since then I have been thinking of the things that may say something about you. But there is nothing, really.
I am not a believer of fate, but I do not disaffirm its occurrence, really. Just that I am so much about sound discretion, anticipation and will. Our said destiny is dictated neither by one's negligence nor choice, Mark. We have not spoken about the old blast for approximately thirty six moons.. not that it is destined, but because I chose not to have a word with you.
Typhoon Ondoy
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
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Dann and I haven't gotten not even an-hour sleep when the tropical storm Ondoy came. The rain wasn't so threatening as it appeared to us. When the morning light waved hello, the running flood invaded our house. We went to his mother whose crib's more elevated yet residing in the same street. Not having much luck, still the flood came in as an intruder.It brought us a difficult situation. The plumbing malfunctioned, we only had an option to pee in plastic bags... and where are we suppose to throw poo bombs? I guess Pasig residents share the same issue.Our means of transportation are improvised boats, which cost P50 to P100 one-way ride. Depression's starting to succumb within. I'm currently staying here in Paranaque. Thank goodness we have a house here. But what about the one we have in Pasig? I cannot wait to clean it up! It's been almost two weeks... the flood has nowhere to go. I hate the stench of dirty water!
Anak ng Pasig naman kayooo!
(But still I'm thankful.)
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