Sendong
It's weird to be writing again after the tragedy that was Typhoon Sendong. My Auntie Lilit and my cousin Alex died in the flash flood; they were two of the thousands of lives taken away by the typhoon. And now I don't really know how to proceed. Maybe here's how. December 17 I found out about the typhoon through Facebook, of all things. I called up my mom, and even though it was about 5 AM, she picked up immediately. She told me the sad news about Auntie Lilit and Alex, that they weren't able to escape from their home before the flood waters reached the ceiling. I tried to not think about the news during NSTP, because we were throwing a Christmas party for the Bagong Silang kids. With our freshmen successors in tow. Then on the jeep going back to Ateneo, I just kind of cracked. I spent the rest of the day crying into Rap's sleeve. He had made plans with his friends but cancelled them to be with me, and I'm really glad that he did. I don't know wh