damn typhoon

Am now cursing the stupid typhoon. It's Public Storm Signal #4, aka Don't You Dare Get Out of Your Homes Unless You Want To Be Blown Away By Gale-Strength Winds.

On the minus side, the wind is so strong, the supposedly air-tight windows are leaking water into our bedroom, the winds are whistling by at two-minute intervals, and we can't open the doors due to the fact that THE WIND IS PRESSING IN ON US.

On the plus side, our building is running on back-up generators, so we have limited power. We don't have classes, therefore negating the necessity of me trying to make my way back hom ein this weather. And I am so glad we're living on the 10th floor. I wonder how it feels like forty stories up. (Not very nice, I assume.)

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Wow. It's pitch-black outside. It reminds me of one of my earliest memories, back in the good old days when there was always a blackout in the evenings.

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Judging from the text messages I've been receiving from people, I think Meralco wouldn't be able to do anything about the power outage 'til tomorrow, seeing as tropical cyclone Milenyo uprooted trees from all over Manila. (Not to mention the numerous billboards that are probably littering EDSA by now.)

So I guess school's out for tomorrow, too. *sigh* I just hope they aren't going to postpone finals week (aka The Week of Hell), because shortening a two-week semestral break would result to a university-wide mutiny, or something.