3 Stages of Hell

I woke up this morning feeling good. It was a rainy Tuesday morning, not the perfect way to start my 1st day of the week (Monday was Baranggay Elections), but certainly a great morning either way. Feeling the urge just to stay in bed, I decided to lay for a while and "cuddle". After what seems to be a while, I felt that it was time to get-up, I "woke up early" anyways, looking at the clock, it was already 7:15AM. Time to prepare for my 8AM review class. Nothing like a.....SON OF A B-!!! It's already 7:15AM?! Fuck!! Ahhh!!! SON OF A BITCH!!!.... As you can imagine, I missed breakfast, brushed my teeth automatically, took a bath with cold water (with a cold weather, I was freezing to death) and zoomed my clothes as if it was automatically transferred to my body. On the side note though, I really took extra time for my hair. Thinking about the possibility of not making it on time, I checked my alarm why it didn't rang. For the love of, I forgot to set it on AM, my alarm was still to ring at 5:30PM. Still raining, I went out in the house hoping I could still make it on time (being late really didn't mean anything, I just don't want to be caught by our fabulous reviewer). What I thought would be a breeze, I didn't expect that the following events would actually be hell. Not just any hell, but 3 Stages of freaking hell. This what freaki-....oh...fucking happened.

Sorry for my language. It was a fucking situation as hell.

1. Strong Rain Morning

Nothing like a cold rainy morning to ruin your hairdo and make you wet for not the right reasons.

Ah, rain. In a hot country like the Philippines, its quite nice to rain once in a while. But raining is sometimes not cool when it occurs the entire morning. Let alone when you need to hurry up since your late for work or school. But really, its quite nice to have a rainy morning. You always have the urge to just stay in bed. Ah, I wished I just stayed in bed. But I still have review class. But like any human out there waking up in a cold morning, they tend to stay in bed anyways. Which, sadly, includes jeepney drivers. As much as it was bad enough that the rain ruined my hair (I took time making my hair), the rainy morning surely made jeepneys drivers stay in bed. Which caused to have fewer jeeps. Which caused the jeeps full. Which caused me to be stuck for 2o minutes just waiting for a ride. I was really about to give up, just stay home, call it a day despite its still early in the morning, I was late as heck already. But I knew I got to try. Which leads us to....

2. Full Jeepneys

Lucky bastards......wish I thought of that.

So like any other hopeless passenger, I took the jeep with a free seat despite it's not the jeep I was suppose to ride. I ended up taking a Mintal jeep rather than a Toril jeep. I know I have to double ride, so I went down at the Jeepney Stop at Matina. As if my eyes deceive, a lot, and I do mean a lot of people were also waiting for a ride. It was going to be a grueling battle. Its every passenger for himself. Clawing and battling for the right to take the ride. Well, it was a tough one, got another extra 15 minutes just standing there waiting. As I was about to lose hope, I was already deciding to call it quits again and just go back home. Saying my prayers to God, I just said "one last try". And like any miracle in God's own special way, a Toril jeep slowly went to my direction, about to unload a passenger. I followed it without any hassle, and finally, finally, I was able to get a ride. On the side note, it was 8:20AM already. Just the thought that I finally got a ride, I thought my problems would be done. I thought wrong.

3. Traffic

Man's main enemy on the road.

I though traffic would be the least of my problems. Since, I don't know, there was less jeeps. But my day just keeps surprising me. I have to deal with traffic everyday actually. It was just that it occurred in a time I'm late as hell. It occurred to a time where its raining, thus there is flood. It occured not on the best moment. Alas, it just occurred in a wrong timing. I knew I was late, but my hopes of making it around 9AM just went to the drain. I just went to three stages of hell. Three. I knew all hope is lost. I took my headphones, plugged it on my cellphone, and just listen my way to calmness.

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To be honest, during those stages, I was in contact with a friend of mine (who happens to be a birthday boy). Anyways, I told him that I would be super late (1st Stage), told him to tell me if the reviewer already arrived and if my seat is already taken (2nd Stage). While I was on my third stage of hell, I kept wondering why he hasn't texted yet. Wasn't the reviewer suppose to arrive 30 minutes ago? I kept calling him, and he keeps saying the reviewer hasn't arrived yet. I was only a few miles away when he suddenly missed called. I called him and he told me that the reviewer will be late, got stuck on the plane and will arrived at 9:30AM. It was 8:50Am, and everything just went smoothly.

I arrived at the review center with my hood on (my hair was ruined). I sat at the reserved seat and just plain talked to my friend, telling him what morning I just went through. As I reflected about my morning, from waking up late, having my parents bickering me I woke up late, to the stages of hell I went through, I realized that I was still blessed to make it "on time". Nevertheless, it was a kind of morning I will never forget. My day still went on nicely. It may not seem intense as you read these, but trust me, it was hell like no other, three stages for that matter.