it was a peaceful and uneventful sunday evening until..

yep, that's actually fire a-blazing, as seen from my bedroom window.

apparently, the house diagonal to ours caught fire. one minute i was tinkering with my laptop and texting mary; the next minute we were packing up our clothes and valuables (which is funny, because i packed more techie stuff-- my cameras, laptops, cellphones and chargers-- than clothes). we put all our stuff into the cars and parked the cars away from the house. and we all went outside.. like the rest of the village.


and yeah, it's good that someone called the fire department at once. i think there were four trucks who went to the scene-- and yes, one was from binondo one was from muntinlupa.


according to my dad, someone was charging his/her cellphone and then poof! fire. we were very lucky that the wind was blowing the other direction. if not, we would probably be homeless right now, i wouldn't be blogging, and i would probably regret not getting more clothes. but anyway, the fire was put out quickly and nobody was hurt.

the thing is, i find the whole thing.. amusing. it's surreal. everything went by so fast, there were so many people, firetrucks, etcetera. and now i'm blogging about it. weird.

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sometimes i remember stuff.

like my conversation with benjo on priorities. tsk tsk.