La Salle, it is.
For La Salle, I went to Taft all by myself
For La Salle, I went to Taft all by myself that I almost got lost
For La Salle, I went to Taft all by myself that I almost got lost because I'm not used to riding MRTs and LRTs
For La Salle, I went to Taft all by myself that I almost got lost because I'm not used to riding MRTs and LRTs which I was forced to ride because of the waist-high flood in Espanya
For La Salle, I went to Taft all by myself that I almost got lost because I'm not used to riding MRTs and LRTs which I was forced to ride because of the waist-high flood in Espanya, but in the later part, I got a taste of what it feels to plunge yourself in a flood that ceased a little that it reached somewhere above my knees.
FOR LA SALLE! ANIMO LA SALLE! LOOOOL!
So far, this was the most bizarre thing I've underwent for my college application.
7am - I woke up to prepare everything I need to bring
8am - Wasted time doing nothing, waiting for mama to arrive from the market
9am - I am off to DLSU! To start with, news reached me that UST was flooded waist-high! *sigh* Unfortunately, the only route I know going to La Salle is the one passing, gulp!, passing UST :(( and another unfortunate thing is, the only option is to ride a LRT which I am not acquainted with and which is in Gateway and everyone knows I am soooo naive when it comes to Gateway. Okay, okay, I admit, di ko pa rin memorize ang gateway hanggang ngayon =)) at naliligaw-ligaw pa ako sa Cubao :|
Upon arriving at the LRT station in Gateway, I was dumbfounded when the cashier personnel told me, "La Salle? sa MRT po kayo sasakay, dun po yun." WTF? Saan dun? And so here I go, asking manong guard, where the hell is the MRT. "Sa Farmer's plaza yun," came the reply of the sekyu. Now, how do you get to Farmer's??? You see, I only have a vague memory of how to get there. Following my instincts, I managed to get to Farmer's :D then eventually, I found the MRT! There was this Taft station which is the LAST station. Just imagine how far am I from home. I never expected that this is how the MRT and LRT made travelling really fast. In just a couple minutes of standing, I was not even aware that I reached as far as Taft. LOL! When I rode down the train, I was already looking for La Salle, when I saw no sign of any green neo-classical building of La Salle, I decided that once again, I'm gonna ask some manong. According to the friendly manong, I need to ride another LRT, going to Vito Cruz :(( I don't know what place Vito Cruz is, although I've heard it once or twice. Trusting the advice of the friendly manong, I hopped on to another LRT. This time, it was going to a place called Vito Cruz. LOL! During the ride, I noticed this guy who looks somewhat ma-angas. "Taga-La Salle ata 'to," I told myself since most La Sallians are known for that. I know it's bad to stereotype but I've got no choice right? So, there, I stepped down and I saw College of St. Benilde. I was wrong, he studies in St. Benilde. HAHA! Anyway, I was there, in the divisoria-like street of Vito Cruz, near La Salle. One word: Muddy. Grabe. When I reached Bro. Andrew Gonzales Building, my slippers were muddy! *sighs* I was almost not admitted since I forgot my school ID. I know my "I didn't know a ID was required" excuse was lame but hey, I was allowed to go inside :)) Lining up was tedious, many were already passing their application forms too. After about 30 minutes, I've passed it! And I got my test permit! :D October 4 @ Gate 4
Going home, I realized I don't know how I'll go back. LOL! I can't take the LRT again since I am unsure in what LRT I'll go to because you see, LRT have some sort of route and I don't know it. I only knew of the conventional jeepney. But no jeepney was passing, even after 40 minutes of standing in the sidewalk. Luckily (err. for the moment, I was lucky but later, I'm not sure if you'll still call it lucky that that FX passed. HAHA), a FX passed by with a "Cubao" sign. Desperately, I immediately took the ride. I've got no choice anyway, baha man o hindi, bahala na si batman! =)) I just hope that the flood ceased. When we passed by SM Manila, I saw how people scampered their way to be able to cross the flooded road with a wooden plank. I didn't know I'll encounter that same flooded, only that it's xxx times higher! :| GAAAD. Ba't sa Morayta pa?! We were already in Morayta, waiting for almost 20 minutes for the vehicle to get moving, when the driver finally announced, the flood is above the knees and no auto can't pass through except for buses. It will cease apparently in the next 8 hours or more. In short, it's IMPOSSIBLE to pass through. WE'RE STRANDED! I mean, I AM STRANDED. I've got no option but to *gulp*, to go swimming =)) kidding. Despite the flood and the scortching sun, I managed to cross from Morayta to Vicente Cruz (near Welcome Rotonda), trying to keep my test permit dry unless I want to go back to DLSU to have it replaced. Just imagine how far is that, from Morayta to Vicente Cruz! The flood seems to be a wide open sea for me with its lashing waves going towards our way everytime a bus passes by, except that you can see UST in a distant :)) During that time, I met a friend who studies in Morayta, in a school in front of UE. :D We were in the same state, desperate to get home :)) We waste no time walking our way through the flood and talking about things, basically, we were just chatting, almost not minding the flood except when we sense that a hole is somewhere near and we might fall in it. LOL! When we were already in Vicente Cruz and I already caught sight of a jeepney going to Cubao, I bade her goodbye and well, I'm off!
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