So I spent last Saturday waking up at 3pm, going online, exchanging nonsensical banter with Sorsi (I mean 30 minutes wasted on ranting about Jollibee, of all things. WTF), talking to Juice,and generally being boring and shit. C’mon, I just spent my Friday and Saturday at home. Online. When nobody else is. So as I closed my laptop I sat back and wished for something exciting to happen today. Something. Anything.

Remember what they say about being careful of what you wish for?

Because the next thing I knew, my sister was running around in a panic screaming “GUYS THE NEIGHBOR’S HOUSE IS ON FIRE! FIRE! FIRE I TELLS YA!” Of course, being the idiot I am, instead of grabbing the nearest stuff to save, I watched her run around the room while I scratched my head, genuinely wondering what the hulabaloo is all about. After five minutes of watching her panic, I just had to ask her “When you say fire, you mean the take-down-your-entire-house-and-cause-massive-damage-to-life-and-property type fire?” which promptly earned me a slap on the forehead. You see, I failed to notice the fact that the fire is visible from the window behind my sister.

So I (slowly) went to check how bad the fire is. I also noticed that there was a tree between our neighbor’s house and our house, and that the branches of the tree were resting on our house’s roof. And of course, sparks were flying from the burning house to the tree. Then it (slowly, very slowly) dawned on me that somehow, there was a chance of the tree catching fire and maybe, just maybe, burning our (mostly-wood) house to the ground as well.

I know it doesn’t look scary here, but trust me it was big.

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