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Blog EntryOct 1, '06 9:15 AM
for everyone
I was one of the more fortunate people, having a fairly sturdy house and strong windows. Electricity came back at 11:30-something p.m. on Sept. 29.

DAY 1.
I woke up at 9AM, and immediately noticed I wasn't freezing. No lights, and I think I saw a tree fly past in the distance. Nothing else to do but go back to sleep.

12PM. House is deserted. I eat lunch and assume the electricity will come back in a couple of hours. It didn't.

3PM. Parents come home. Their office got flooded out... on the 25th floor of a high rise. Unfortunately, the 25th floor had a balcony, and a conveniently-placed hole underneath a cabinet ended work early.

My dad received a text that was along the lines of, "THE ROOF BLEW OFF THE FACTORY IN SITIO GITNA." He left again. Mom settles down on the bed as I play guitar.

5PM. I take a picture of Mom sleeping with a guitar next to her. She got pissed. While mindlessly bouncing a ball around the room, I make up a spur-of-the-moment semi-poem, previously posted. JV Estrada announces no Friday classes on the radio for San Juan. As the first whoops of excitement go up, he then details how an elderly woman was crushed to death beneath a wall. Premature celebration, people; you have no school for a day, while others have no more days for school.

7PM. House becomes dark.. which is when everybody notices that we forgot to recharge our rechargeable lights, which then refused to light despite pleas. After the sixth minor collision, Dad returned with a colleague, and we ate out. We planned Kimpura, but the geniuses at the Greenhills Shopping Center closed the parking lot. Then we planned Promenade, but the genius planners forgot to include a generator. Then we planned Chilli's, but everyone else in the neighborhood thought of that before we did. Then we planned a buffet dinner (naturally, since there were visitors and all), but that was full too. So we retreated to a Chinese restaurant in a hotel, where the waitresses completely messed up our order and gave us free chicken. Incidentally, I saw Aileen, who had been there since 6PM... it was already nine. They had a LAPTOP, which they brought into the restaurant. Probably had Internet access too.

11PM. Still no lights. My room is situated in the hottest part of the house. I almost hoped for more rain so I could open the windows and take a shower or something. Sleep.

DAY 2.
9AM: I woke up again, and looked at my speakers, which have a blue light if the electricity was back on. Nope. I then realized that the blackout forced me out of my bed three hours earlier than usual. House was deserted again. Out of utter boredom, I read a novel. Halfway through it, I had to go, and nonchalantly entered the bathroom and flicked the light switch on. Dang, I felt stupid. I then remembered Sir Perez's friendly reminder that reading in the bathroom causes hemorrhoids. I leave the bathroom smelling like an armpit because we didn't have water either.

12 PM. After lunch, I venture out into the townhouse street to find a mini-community of househelp, with all manner of pets frolicking. Chow knocked over a rack of clothes and then attempted to lift her leg over them. Frenzy. After that, nothing else happened, so I read another novel (Lord of the Flies). I then noticed that this was required reading in High 1 seven years ago. What happened, the adminstration got scared by the fact that deaths are depicted in the book?

3PM. I read yet another novel after that. At least I don't have to worry about my English reading log. I read this one outside.

6PM. After my brother comes home from work, I go to the office on the off chance that I might be able to get some work done on my mother's computer. No dice: it's primitive as (#!)#$. The IE was so retarded I couldn't even access the site to download an updated version. I actually ended up spending two hours messing around with PAINT.

10PM: Dinner at North Park, the white in a sea of black. Apparently something happened to my uncle somewhere in Canada, but it "wasn't for a kid to hear". So they spoke in Fookien. I hate that.

11:30PM. I resign myself to another blackout day. I go to take a leak. Lights come on.

barnabus wrote on Oct 6, '06
why are all ur blogs nice huh?
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