  It has been 3 days since our field trip so I'll just give a summarized version of our trip. Besides, the trip really sucked and I believe that I wasted 560 pesos. I mean, who the hell would pay 560 pesos for a day of fatigue and torture!? Oh well, here goes my account on our trip to the Banahaw Rockies. I woke up at around 4 a.m. My SUPER GOURMET baon (Hotshots, chicken nuggets and a Big Mac. How healthy!
) and my clothes were already ready. I only took a bath and a crap then left. I arrived at the High School at around 5:00 a.m., the supposed call time. But since Ateneo was so "precise" in their itenirary, we left the campus at around 6:00 a.m. What a way to start the day! Being delayed for an hour? Great.
The bus ride wasn't that fun either. The tv and vcr were broken, the driver listened to stupid radio stations and my classmates were too lazy to fool around. To top it all off, I decided not to bring my trusty discman for the trip. I regretted that a lot. So basically it was 3 hours of boredom. That wasn't exactly how I pictured our bus ride to be.
When we reached the rockies, nothing changed. The trek was still boring. We hiked for 5 fucking hours just to see a big old plain cross. Did I feel a sense of accomplishment when I reached the top? Hell no. All I felt were my aching foot and tortured lungs.
I was to sarcastic and tired to notice the "wonderfull" view. Walking seemed to be an involuntary action that day. I just kept on going and going and going and going. To top it all off, some of us got lost since the tour guide had to wait for our sluggish teacher. As a result, we didn't get the chance to bathe in the river. Damn it.
Wow. 560 pesos, DOWN THE DRAIN. Well at least my classmates were more game during the ride home. (It's about time fuckers. ) We sang stupid fucked-up dance songs like Barbie Girl and Dr. Jones and some boy band crap for thirty minutes. I was even generous enough to share with my class my own version of the indian chant TONGGO.
Whoppee. It was also fun watching my desperate classmates pee at Gatorade bottles and Coke 1.5 L bottles at the back of the bus. That's what I call B-boy Determination! Woohoo! Although the trip back seemed to be the highest point in our journey, bad luck naturally followed. It turned out that Katipunan was flooded.
According to the news, there was ZERO movement. Our 3 hour trip turned into a 5 hour nightmare. Luckily though, I had the permission to sleep over at Miggy's house that night. I didn't have to go home to Talayan. I saved 30 minutes travel time. I thought that it would be smooth sailing from there on.
Wrong.&nbsp;A 10 minute trip turned into a 2 hour trip. Great. Just greaaaaat. And that concludes my account on our field trip from hell. That's all folks. Thank you and have a bad day.
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