User blog:JonTheVGNerd/What happened to me today...

After visiting a local arcade, I was on my way home, though the traffics were hell, like as if it was NYC all over again. After long impatience of waiting, I decided to head onto another road, in order to escape the insane traffic jam. Just as when I was home free, another traffic jam strikes again so I had to take ANOTHER alternate route, which I hope it would help take me back home... or so I thought. I ended up getting lost, or detoured in a bad way. I was lost on mountain roads, I can't even find any road signs, other than road numbers, which got me lost even more. I found a police station, in hopes that they would help me out, but the bulding is closed and the parking is deserted.

With little to no help, the only thing that keeps me in mind is to focus on my driving, even though I would break down in tears. The road numbers are like a puzzle; it can lead me back home, or it can take me farther and farther away, thus making me think that either my car won't last or nighttime ensues, thus reducing visibility, even with headlamps on. I kept praying and praying, and I wasn't able to find any police cars who can guide me back... until I saw one, but it was no dice for me, knowing that if I blow my car's horn at them so I can tell them what's going on,t hey would take it as me as a careless driver. I was disoriented, driving around aimlessly in hopes that I could find a way out, until I saw a road sign that could take me back home... and it did.

Even though I would cry, I just help back, since I have to focus on the road and not my emotions. I was relieved that I gave my mom the good news that I got out of the tenacius mountainous roads and drove safely back home, with a sigh of relief. Never again will I ever take a road that it's not suitable for me, because no matter what road signs I see, it could mean either by luck or by getting lost. ;_;