May 30, 2007 20:40
ugh.
i never thought that i would have to YET AGAIN exert my "flood-wading powers" that i have learned from UST.
i just got home from wading through said flood, which, at least wasn't in UST per se, but was present from the moment i stepped down from the fx i was riding. thank god for small favors, that i never had to wade through anything deeper than ankle-deep flood water, but STILL!!!
there really wasn't any other option but to walk through the water. after crossing the road, yes, i was walking through a roofed, fenced pedestrian area but that in itself had a bit of flood water pouring from the roof. and since it WAS fenced, then we couldn't walk at the main road where there wasn't any water.
now, i didn't get a "special ride" in the tricycle-wherein i would have the trike drop me off directly at my house-much more expensive fare, since i would have to pay for 5 people. instead, i got in a trike that was filling up and was planning to just get off at the stop a few blocks from where my house was-as i normally do everyday.
and lo, came the flood.
now, having lived in our area for forever, i KNOW that that particular area wherein i normally get off the trike to start walking towards my village was indeed flood-prone. but then, as the years went by, the sewage system there has been constantly fixed, so that heavy rain wouldn't cause floods anymore. since that area DOES have an International School, and god forbid those foreign students of all levels be made to deal with flood water (which according to my mom and dad, used to reach knee-deep). repairs where even made a few weeks ago, at that exact spot wherein i get off the trike, causing abit of traffic in the morning.
so, irregardless of the heavy rain, i wasn't expecting said area to be flooded. it had just been repaired for crying out loud! but then, the water was so high (specially infront of the school) that water was going in the trike i was riding. EGADS!!!
and of course, being the cheapskate that i am, when i got off the trike (there was really no way without getting my feet wet), i didn't get in the pedicab that was offering to take me home. not just because of the fact that the driver would charge atrociously for the mere two block ride (specially since it was raining hard still), or that the last time i ever rode a pedicab was back in elementary with my mom, and i have never ridden one ever since, because those drivers make me uneasy, but also because i was kind of thinking "come on mel! you're a thomasian! you can take that!! you've been through worse!! you can overcome a mere ankle deep wading! and besides...you're wet already wtf...
needless to say, the whole time, i was desperately trying to forget all the microorganisms (whoohoo all thanks to ma'am ace and sir ingusan for the bacteriology and parasitology review -.-;;) that were having a field day on my feet. might i add that i was wearing sandals??? those slipper like ones?? egads. i had no way of escaping even a SMALL PUDDLE WTF.
i was scrubbing myself clean (particularly my lower extremities) the moment i stepped into my house.
dang it!!
i love the rain, if i'm indoors, enjoying coffee and a good book, or maybe even outdoors, with a small drizzle to keep me happy, but a full outpouring resulting onto floods, mini or big time ones?!?!
mel is: bitching bitching bitching