“WTF?! I thought there was a storm, a typhoon? It was what classes have been suspended for. Where’s the dark clouds, the howling winds and the pouding rain? I don’t believe it!” I smacked my palm against my now sweaty and oily forehead. “Just like an old woman, a very old woman…” I muttered about the weather as I got out bed for the second time but without the haste and determination I had earlier. I went on with most of my morning routine; breakfast, hot cup of tea, tai chi, and right now, my 6-hour plus session of being online. I asked my mother at what time did it stopped raining, she said it was around 7am that the rains stopped and the sky cleared up a bit. Even as I write….err type this post just after having lunch, there is sunshine, moderate cloud cover with moderate cool winds outside. There are occasional rainfalls but very very light, ambon lang, with strong gusts of wind but that is pretty much it.
I’m sure though that this break in the stormy weather will not last long. As it has been like for the past two days, well according to our experience here in upland Cavite, the heavy stormy weather bears down upon us from around 6 in the evening and straight on until the early hours of morning the next day. That as of now is my own weather forecast, the question of whether classes would resume tomorrow is now left in the hands of ‘people upstairs’ which in turn would depend on how fast Florita would leave our country.
Just this morning when I went to school, it was raining quite heavily and winds blowing strongly, the usual wet and rainy wheather we get during this times of the year. Wala pang bagyo nyan ha. The small, light, compact, fragile and expensive designer umbrellas that come in all the various shades of the colors of the rainbow dot the streets like flowers putting on their summer blooms. Until reality bites hard with a strong gust of wind twisting, turning and flipping those umbrellas inside out. Bye-bye cool weekend attire, say hello to wet, groggy and muddy look. Sayang ang damit, sayang ang make-up, sira ang ayos ng buhok. Bad trip!
Mutters, curses and screams you’d hear from those hapless folks especially students and schoolmates of mine whom had been failed by those poorly designed umbrellas. So much for compactness, so much for the designer signature, so much for the hefty pricetag, and so much for the carefully chosen weekend get-up. Alam naman kasing malakas ang hangin at ulan, bakit yung mga ganoong klaseng payong pa ang dinala?
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