Hell in the Sky

Hell. I tell you.

Read my keyboard lips: three hours going home to Alabang!
It was raining so hard last Wednesday June 3rd.
The traffic was building quickly in Taft.
I passed by Makati to get my stuff to go home down south.
It was already 6:54 when went up the Skyway Entrance from Arnaiz.
You know, the road near Don Bosco and Makati Cinema Square.
And we were expecting the typical 15 minute flight to pass by the traffic downstairs.
But NO!!!!!

It was less traffic down there.
Apparently, everyone thought it was traffic down there, so they went up
And so began our THREE HOUR journey along a 17-kilometer speed track.


Is it their fault?

I thought of so many things whilst on my journey there:
1. Boys Night Out is hilarious. Yep, we finished the whole show.
2. There is an AM station with a modular of 666. Scary.
3. May stars pa pala sa heavens.
4. Why is there only one road that brings people to the South?
Arent there alternative routes? Everyone is here! Kaya ambagal!
5. Ang laki ng billboard ng Kashieca!
6. That funky-smelly fish flavored chip brand tasted so good when faced in hunger.


A distant memory away.

And so, 9:45. We descended into Bicutan...
Road rage was inside of me by then.
But I looked at an ad that made me remember of an old ad:


Potngina