melting point

hey it's christmas time in the city

2011-12-14T01:36:00.000-08:00

i would like to congratulate my brother and the rest of the CORO de San Juan Bautista for bringing home the highest award last Saturday! hurrah kuya berry for the hark how the bells, la, la, la stuff. haha.

and yes, i can feel the christmas breeze, hear the holiday tunes, see those colorful lights dancing in the night and of course the daily musing on what to give to their godchildren this christmas. it so true that christmas is here and that i'm super excited!

first night without daddy

2011-11-21T21:42:00.000-08:00

last night, Luis and I slept without Louie on our side. I thought it will be hard for me but thank God and the angels for watching us while we sleep.

Louie's work shift is from 6:30PM to 4:00AM.

it's been a year

2011-11-21T21:33:00.000-08:00

it's been a year.

Luis is turning 1 on Thursday! happy birthday my little baby!

sorrowful mystery

2011-10-20T21:19:00.000-07:00

It's part of my traveling routine to pray the rosary. I believe that to start your day right, you should at least say a prayer.

It's Friday and so I have to pray the sorrowful mysteries.

While inside the van praying my second mystery, the woman seated beside me grabbed her phone and started to yell cuss words. She doesn't mind what I am doing. She's so furious.

Here's the story: while her husband is sleeping, she heard that her husband's phone is ringing. She got the phone to check who's calling and surprisingly, a woman answered the phone. She then asked who the hell is she talking with and the caller said she's the new love of her husband's life.

The woman seated beside me called the girl really, really bad names. Everything that you can attach to a husband-snatcher words like bitch, whore, family wrecker whatsoever. The woman even told her that her husband is already 46 years old, that they have six children and that she should have chosen a single guy and asked the caller to stop seeing her husband and the worst part is she even threatened the caller and her husband that she might kill them.

I'm still praying. But I asked God to forgive me because my meditation is distracted by the woman's wrath.

I thought she'd be silent after all the rants she have done. But what made the scene worse is that her husband started to call her and she is really angry with her husband and said that her husband is no longer welcome to their house. She even told the guy that one of their children is 20 years old just like the age of her lady love. She said that she should not be acting that way cause she is an educated person but the way her husband and the mistress is doing, she is forced to act like uneducated one.

My heart is pounding. I pity her. I pity her children.

I just prayed to God to grant her peace and forgiveness.

when it rains, it floods

2011-09-29T22:25:00.000-07:00

after the devastating typhoon named pedring, here comes the aftermath--floods.

heavy rains cause river to swell. high tide is coming as well and the worst part of it, the dam. water will be released because it is already above water level. if the releasing of water should not be done, the dam will be destroyed.

oh God! please help us.

my stick family!

2011-09-28T02:47:00.000-07:00

i have come out with a stick version of me, louie and luis! from http://www.widdlytinks.com/myfamily/stick/

connecting hate

2011-09-28T02:23:00.000-07:00

yes, super typhoon Pedring (Nerta) left us with a lot of reasons to be mad about. imagine, it was my first time to pack my things (and luis' too) and headed strait to my neighbor's house! evacuees we were! aside from this, no electricity, and we all knew that without power(electricity) there would be no water supply too!

what else you may ask? well, since there's no power, no water, what freaked me out as well was there's no signal! my cellphone wasn't working unable to receive and send and worst, the battery had been drained because i had been trying to send and connect with the network. okay, enough of this.

oh! super typhoon i super, duper hate you!

Sa pagitan ng totoo at hindi

2010-11-07T20:35:00.000-08:00

“Andito na ako sa harap ng building nyo,” sabi niya.

“For real?” tanong ko.

“For real,” sagot niya.

Inilapag ko ang aking cellphone. Nagmadali akong i-shut down ang aking laptop, inaayos ang aking mga gamit. Kinuha ko ang munting salamin at salmon pink kong lipstick saka nag-ayos sa washroom. Matagal akong tumitig sa salamin at naitanong ko sa sarili, “ano na naman kaya ang naisip niya at nagpunta pa siya dito?”

Bumalik ako sa desk ko at kinuha ang aking bag. Nagpaalam sa gwardiya at pinindot ang down key ng elevator. Walang ibang pakiramdam. Hindi na ako excited tulad ng dati kapag magkikita kami.

Eksaktong pagbukas ng pinto ng elevator natanaw ko siya agad. Siya pa din. Ganun pa din ang ayos niya. Medyo weird.

“Hi,” sabi ko.

Ginantihan niya ako ng ngiti sabay sabing tumaba daw ako.

“Hatid na kita sa mrt,” aniya.

“Ah, sige,” sagot ko na may pagtataka.

Binagtas naming ang daan hanggang Makati Cinema Square. Pagpasok namin sa loob, napansin pala niya ang aking pulang bag.

“Ganda ng bag mo ah.”

“Ay oo, maganda nga at matibay.” Bakit nga ba kasi sa dinami-dami kong bag yung pang bigay niya ang ginamit ko? Yun nga pala yung pasalubong niya sa akin nung nagpunta siya sa

Korea

mga limang taon na ang nakakaraan. Hayan tuloy abot tenga ang ngiti ng loko.

Sumakay kami ng jeep. Dahil maggagabi na eh dinadalaw na agad ako ng antok. Napansin niyang antok na antok ako at tinanong niya ako kung napagod ba ako sa maghapong trabaho ko. Sinabi ko na maaga na talaga ako natutulog ngayon. Hindi na ako nagpupuyat katulad ng dati.

Sa loob ng jeep, parehong nangangapa ng sasabihin ang bawat isa sa amin. Wala din naman akong maisip na sabihin sa kanya at tiyak kong ganun din siya. Pero heto kami at magkasama.

Bumaba kami sa Mantrade. Naglakad at pumunta sa MRT-Magallanes station. Konti lang naman yung nakapila hindi katulad ng rush hour ng biyernes na halos siksikan at talagang maghahalo ang pawis mo at kung ano mang amoy meron sa dami ng taong nakasiksik sa iyo. Nakakuha na kami ng ticket at pumasok na kami. Sa platform, doon ko napansin na marami-rami na din palang tao.

Nakatayo kami sa loob ng tren dahil na rin sa dami ng tao at wala nang bakanteng upuan. Nagkwentuhan naman kami at napunta ang usapan sa korni na mga jokes at pati ang mga music na pinapakinggan namin sa kasalukuyan. Parang yung mga dati naming kuwentuhan. Kahit nagkukwentuhan kami, hindi ko pa rin mapigilan ang antok. Hikab dito, hikab doon. Nasambit ko pa na masyadong mabagal yung train kaya grabe yung antok ko.

“Ok nga at mejo mabagal para matagal pa kita makasama,” sabi niya.

“Inaantok na ako, Bulacan pa uuwian ko. Siguradong tulog ako nito pagsakay ko ng FX,” sabi ko.

Hanggang sa marating naming ang North Avenue station. Katulad pa din ng dati dahil gabi na, una-unahan ang tao sa pag-eexit ng ticket. Nagpatihuli na ako at gayundin siya na napansin na hindi pa ako kumikilos sa pagkakatayo ko.

Naka-exit na kami at naglakad papuntang Trinoma. Tinanong niya ako kung saan ko gustong kumain. Naisip ko sa Pao Tsin dahil masarap ang laksa soup nila at talagang binida ko sa kanya na kakaiba talaga yung lasa nun. Habang papanhik kami sa 2^nd floor, iniisip na daw niya yung lasa ng laksa. Napansin ko na mukhang may pananabik at saya yung mukha niya. Siguro dahil sa laksa na sinasabi ko. Kung meron pang ibang dahilan, yun ay hindi ko sigurado kung ano.

“Wala na pong Laksa Ma’am,” bungad ng kahera. “Naubos na po.”

“Ay sayang naman!” sabi ko.

“Siguro next time matitikman ko din yung laksa,” sambit niya.

Tumalikod na kami sa kahera at naglakad papalayo. Nag-isip ng ibang pwedeng makainan at makain. Nanghihinayang dahil hindi nakatikim ng ibinibidang laksa soup.

Habang naglalakad ay nag-iisip naman ako kung saan kami pwedeng kumain. Palagay ko ganun din siya. Pareho kaming tahimik habang pababa ng escalator. Hanggang sa sinabi niyang sa Chowking na lang kami kumain dahil yun na daw yung gusto niya. Marahil yun na kasi yung fast food chain na unang tumambad sa aming mga mata at ako nama’y walang magagawa kasi nakadepende naman talga sa kanya kung saan kami kakain.

Bumaba kami ng escalator at tinungo ng mabilis ang Chowking. Lumapit sa counter na kakaunti lamang ang nakapila. Pangatlo kami sa pila. Kinakalkal ko ang aking bag para makuha ang aking wallet ngunit sadyang mabilis siya kaya’t sinabing ako ay kanyang ililibre. Pinagbigyan ko naman kasi sabagay matagal na din ang panahong hindi kami kumakain at hindi niya pa ako gaanong naililibre. Medyo kinapalan ko na ang aking mukha at hinayaan ko na siyang magbayad ng kung anumang oorderin naming.

Parehong beef wanton noodles ang inorder namin. Sinamahan pa nito ng ilang siomai at pineapple juice. Pagkatapos magbayad sa counter humanap agad kami ng pwesto kung saan kami kakain. Mabuti na lamang at kakaunti lamang ang kumakain kaya hayun nakakita agad kami ng mesang kakainan.

Paglapag ng aking gamit, sinabayan ko na nang upo. Naupo siya katapat ko at nagsimulang mangamusta at magtanong. Parang ngayon pa lana magsisimula ang oras na magkasama kami at magkakakwentuhan. Tinanong niya ako kung kamusta na ang trabaho ko, kung dun pa din ako sa dating bahay sa Santillan ako umuuwi at pati na rin sa usaping pag-ibig. Ngunit, bago pa niya makalkal ang lahat tungkol sa pag-ibig ko, ibinalik ko ang pagtatanong at pangangamusta sa buhay niya, sa trabaho niya at sa kasalukuyang pinagkakaabalahan niya ngayon.

Napansin niyang iwas akong magkwento tungkol sa pag-ibig. Hanggang sa siya na mismo ang nagkwento tungkol sa kanyang naunsyaming pag-ibig. Sinabi niya na wala na daw silang pag-uusap at tapos na ang kanyang ugnayan sa dati niyang nobya. Hindi na din daw siya nagkalakas ng loob na tanungin at pabalikin ang dating nobya at hindi na din niya ipinilit ang kanyang sarili.

Wala akong imik o anuman dahil hinayaan ko lang siyang magkwento. Hanggang sa dumating na ang aming order at nagsimulang kumain. Habang kami ay kumakain, kinukwento niya ang nakaraan. Pinipilit niyang mapunta ang usapan sa nakaraan. Puro magaganda ang sinasabi niya tungkol sa nakalipas. Yung dati, nung naging kami.

Hanggang sa naisipan kong sabihin na ang totoo sa kanya. Dahan-dahan ang pagbuka ng aking bibig at inisip ko muna ang mga salitang aking sasabihin. Hindi ko alam kung anuman ang magiging epekto nito sa kanya pero kailangan kong sabihin at kailangan din niyang malaman para hindi na siya umasa na maibabalik pa din ang nakaraan.

“Gusto ko palang malaman mo na magkaka-baby na ako,” sabi ko.

“Ha? Hindi nga?” tanong niya.

“Oo. Totoo.”

“Wala ka namang pruweba.”

Inilabas ko ang pregnancy test kit na ginamit ko kahapon. Ipinakita ko sa kanya.

“Hindi naman totoo yan eh,” sabi niya. Halos pinaghalong pagtataka, lungkot at panghihinayang na may halong pagtatanong ang itsura niya nung mga sandaling iyon.

“Totoo ito.”

“Sino ang ama? Kilala ko ba?”

“Oo. Yung nobyo ko na ikinukwento ko sa iyo.”

Sa pagkabigla, halos mabali niya ang tinidor. Alam kong talagang mabibigla siya ngunit hindi na dapat ganoon ang kanyang reaksyon dahil matagal na kaming walang ugnayan.

Bakas sa mukha niya ang pagkalungkot. At ang huling nasambit niya ay kung nagpatingin na daw ba ako sa doctor para makasiguro. Hindi raw kasi siya naniniwala. Gusto daw niyang makasiguro kung ano ang totoo.

Hindi na naming natapos ang maing kinakain at ako ay nagpaalam na sa kanya. Sinabi kong wag na niya akong ihatid sapagkat nasa labas na ang aking nobyo para ako ay sunduin.

Ipinakilala ko siya sa aking nobyo. Mapait ang pagkakasabi niyang “Congrats” sa aking nobyo. Dama ko ang lungkot niya. Aaminin ko din na may lungkot din akong nadama nung mga oras na yun.

Habang sakay kami ng FX pauwing Bulacan ng aking nobyo, nagpadala siya ng text message na nagsasabing balitaan ko siya agad kung ano man ang maging resulta kapag nagpunta ako sa doctor.

Nakatanggap ulit ako ng isa pang mensahe:

“Mag-ingat ka palagi. Basta andito pa din ako para sa iyo.”

say you'll come and you did in my dream

2010-09-30T21:23:00.000-07:00

say you want my cooking
and will come for the night
i blurted "let's eat outside 'cause i haven't been to the market yet"
end of conversation.

i was left hanging
pretended that i wasn't thinking that
i retired for the night.

asleep was i and was awakened
at two you knocked on my door
i rushed to see
and you did come
a warm hug greeted me
we talked, dined and
laughed
i collapsed
and nothing more i knew.

i checked the time
my cellphone at my side
it was 6:18 in the morning
a message flashed
'good morning.ü'
and so
i smiled.

i've left my heart to the place the last time we've talked

2010-09-30T00:46:00.000-07:00

ask me now
how i feel
there's nothing left
'cause i have left
my heart
as well as my thoughts
to that place
sacred to me
the most.
if ever you'll go
back to that place
don't ever pick my heart
as well as my thoughts.

love letter

2010-09-20T23:05:00.000-07:00

i used to write love letters back then and i love receiving one. at this age where cellphone, e-mails, facebook and other networking sites invade our lives, i still write letters. it is the sweetest form of communication for me. it's actually full of emotions and feelings plus mystery.

love letter for my han

goodbye Mondays

2010-09-02T23:31:00.000-07:00

i happened to check my other drafts and i was amazed to see this poem i've written some months back.
i am saying goodbye Monday here which is really not me. I never dislike Monday.

and the time has come

for me to say

goodbye

on Monday

my favorite day of the week

my confinement

when my energy is fully recharged

when my thoughts are flowing

and

when

see, the poem is not complete simply because i still love Monday where my energy is fully recharged! :P

not bad at all venus!

2010-09-02T23:25:00.000-07:00

Just two weeks ago, I was glued on tv for watching Ms. Universe 2010 pageant. I felt like I was watching it live cause I happened to applause and cheer for Ms. Philippines whenever she was called. Top 15, top 10 and down to the last spot--top 5. Of course overjoyed when she was called to join the top 5. I knew already that she had a spot either a runner-up or brought home the title.

At first, I was criticizing the candidates answer. They happened to choose a judge and be given each of them different question. Ms. Mexico was asked about internet; Ms. Jamaica - death penalty; Ms. Australia - freedom of choice; Ms. Ukraine - scanner and security service and for Ms. Philippines, well, a personal question ala slam book.

Celebrity judge William Baldwin asked Ms. Philippines about what biggest mistake she made in her life and what did she do to make it right. Ms. Philippines - Venus Raj, answered it with confidence and she said that there is no major, major problem in her 22 years of existence and she's happy because of the support that her family is giving to her. Because of that answer, she was judged as 4th runner up.

Okay, people have different say regarding her answer. But if we will analyze clearly, there is no perfect answer to that 'bad' question--yes i'm saying it bad cause there are millions of questions in which that guy Baldwin should ask but he still blurted that question.

Smart people have hard time answering that question. You will not disclose to the whole world your biggest mistake mind you. It will be a shame on your part. It's okay if you are bragged as Ms. Perfect but you know, it is really hard to answer that stupid question.

Venus may not get the crown but she got everybody's sympathy.

a repugnant marriage proposal

2010-08-19T02:11:00.000-07:00

have you ever experienced a marriage proposal? it is 100% chill in the spine right? but what if you're in a different situation say, you are already committed ( legally or not) or you are in a different situation? How are you going to deal with it?

I used to have indecent proposals before. Those "palipad-hangin" in Filipino term. If someone likes you or they are just teasing you that's what you called it indecent proposal.

just recently, while busy browsing my facebook page, a chat box popped-up and who's that? well, none other than my ex. Ok at first he's just asking about how have I been, where am I right now until he asked me about my pregnancy then if i will get married and if i don't decide to get married, he's willing to marry me. OK, sounds romantic and so-so nice to hear but i'm telling you it's crazy.

it's crazy because first, i don't feel anything towards him; second, i'm already in my 25th weeks in pregnancy; third, i'm very much inlove with my boyfriend and lastly, it's sounds so stupid.

i don't understant why he did that. Can someone explain it to me? I thought this shit happens in movies but not in real life. How could someone asked a girl to marry him without checking the situation?

maybe if you're really inlove you are really getting stupid.

mother, mother

2010-08-10T01:45:00.000-07:00

today my mother is celebrating her 61st birthday.

I must admit that I may not be able to come home (in bulacan) to celebrate with her. so sorry ina--yes, that's what i used to call her. full of sweetness.

i am so grateful because i have a very understanding plus loving plus patient plus everything, every good trait you will say for a mother. i think everyone of us say the most for our mother.

i miss my ina so much. i miss those late night talks whenever i came home from my busy work and we will chat until 3am talking about how our lives went on the whole week. i miss those dates, simple dates and treats in the nearby fast food chain or just simply we just ended up and filling our stomach with steaming lugaw with tokwang baboy.

i miss those shopping spree with her. we will go to tiangge to try our luck looking for cheap yet best buy. we both love dresses, shoes and other things.

my only wish for her is to be happy always. i really do miss everything we have.

happy birthday ina and hope that we can talk again just like the old days.

i love you beyond the stars.

i'm happy for you

2010-08-09T02:49:00.000-07:00

when was the last time you uttered i'm happy for you?

ok, it's like seeing an ex-boyfriend/girlfriend with their new flame (minus the bitterness) then you will eventually say that you are happy for them.

it's like seeing a friend with a brand new thing.

it's like knowing your girl friend that she's infanticipating.

it's like being happy with someone because she receives blessings/achievement.

there are so many ways to say that you are happy for someone.

i just learned it today. honestly.

so what if you're pregnant?

2010-07-23T02:16:00.000-07:00

okay, here's what i want to say regarding infanticipation.

just recently, my officemate asked me about my other officemate if she is infanticipating. I strongly said "no" cause I haven't seen any proof. It's like what you see is what you exactly get or to see is to believe.

anyways, as days passed by i could see the changes in her body(and where do you look at? --of course the belly!). it's getting bigger and bigger.

okay i was wrong and okay i could confirm that she really is pregnant but i don't get what she's up to? i mean, she has the right not to say it but later on we will know it. i don't see any reason why you have to hide the truth.

i hope the baby will not get mute. Oh, God.

even termites love books!

2010-07-19T01:15:00.000-07:00

While cleaning my room last Saturday, I found out that my renaissance classic book had been eaten by termites! Oh my! The termites munched the hard cover and they were also starting to build their homes inside the pages by making a small hole in it. Oh God! The book was a three-stories-in-one book. The titles were Utopia by Thomas Moore, The Prince by Machiavelli and The Decameron by Boccaccio. Poor book!

to remember you

2010-07-16T02:33:00.000-07:00

to remember you,
I’ll look up in the sky
and find you there
though clouds block its view
and birds fly freely.
will walk down the park
where your dog loves to run
gaze in the dark sky
where stars beautifully glow
surviving the darkness that wrap them
will remember your antiques
the smiles and the jokes
that sometimes made me pissed off
the midnight calls
the 4am talks
the way you call me babe
cause I’m not a baby
and hates to be called one
the massage that hurts my hands
and my feet as well.

there are so many things to remember you
and will just remember those
with a smile.

Office brouhaha

2010-07-13T03:12:00.000-07:00

i really hate office gossip --yes office chismis if you may call it. i don't know exactly why people 'love' to talk about personal lives and all. i mean you can do anything or perform your job well aside from pestering your officemate.

day to day office experiences has made me come up with this 3 things why people gossip:

1. you are pretty bored--admit it. the thing why you're doing this is because you're pretty bored. of course morning talks over the coffee and afternoon breaks are the perfect moment to gossip. from your officemates lesbian affair to hair styles, promotion/movements/resignation etc.;

2. you are damned insecure --well, you are so envious of the luck that your officemate has received. she/he got promoted and you, well, stagnant for three years and waiting for your life for the ultimate raise. and because you don't get what you want then, perfect moment to spin stories about your efficient officemate and;

3. your are not busy that's why -- yes and the thing is, you are forced to think differently and come up with this bad habit. if you are saying nasty things about your officemate well that's a clear sign of you are not performing your job well.

yes, we do love to talk about people's lives but can we just spare and let them live their lives to the fullest?

for rent

2010-02-22T01:17:00.000-08:00

we watched rent yesterday
yes, sunday afternoon
we were both pissed -off because our mobile phone's network was not working.
so, it was limited exchange of text messages.
you're using other's number
mine's spending my spare load

we took a cab
and headed to rcbc plaza
there were flocks of young ladies
and you even said that "this place is perfect to spot girls"
and i said "good idea!"

inside the auditorium you kept on criticising MIMI
you said she's not good and lacked of talent
unfit to become MIMI
and i just aid "OK."

since we're together
i learnt to love you
and
i learnt to hate you as well

i know i can have you
but for how long?
should i pay to extend this feeling
it seems like i'm playing pretty well but you are not dancing with me
i paid the price
i got what i deserved
but for how long?
i know everything is temporary
but for how long?

little things make me happy

2010-02-19T00:13:00.000-08:00

even a simple cup of coffee served with love
and the afternoon talks of books and life
and stars
and moon
and sun as well
where you said that my smile is like sunshine.☺

ninth ray ba kamo?

2009-10-08T00:56:00.000-07:00

ay sus! sa kagustuhang magpapogi sa mga kapatid nating muslim abe gusto mo pa sen. gordon na kabitan ng isa pang sinag ang araw sa ating watawat? ano ba nangyari sa iyo?

kung inaakala mong ganun kadali yun na parang nagguguhit ka lang gamit ang lapis tapos buburahin mo pagkatapos sakaling di mo magustuhan eh nagkakamali ka. sagrado ang bawat sinag na nakapalibot sa ating araw.

alam nating nakipaglaban din ang ating mga kapatid na muslim nung panahon ng kastila, amerikano at hapon. sabi nga, nauna ang mga kapatid nating Muslim dito sa pilipinas. at alam nating lahat na ang buong bansa ay nakipaglaban upang hindi tayo masakop ng mga ganid na dayuhan.

isang malaking kahangalan kung babaguhin pa ang nasa watawat natin. ang araw, sampu ng bituin at ang kulay asul at pula sa ating watawat ay nanahimik tapos bigla na lang guguluhin nang hindi man lang pinag-isipan. mas marami pang bagay ang dapat asikasuhin. marami pang bagay ang dapat busisiin at napakarami pang bagay ang dapat pagtuunan ng pansin.

sakali mang dagdagan ng sinag, aalma din ang ibang bayan sapagkat kasali din sila sa himagsikan, mayroon ding ipinakipaglaban at higit sa lahat bahagi ng pilipinas.

kung nais mo lamang bigyan ng malinaw na representasyon ang mga kapatid nating muslim, hindi issue dito ang sinag sa ating watawat. sino ba naman ang may-ayaw ng pagkakaisa.

isipin mo ito sen. gordon, nanahimik ang mga kapatid nating Muslim. hindi kailanman pinakialaman ang watawat sa mahabang panahon o ang bawat simbolong nakapaloob dito. ikaw na mismo sen. gordon ang nagsindi ng mitsa upang magkaroon ng di-pagkakaunawaan ang bawat mamamayang pilipino.

8x

2009-08-27T02:36:00.000-07:00

I've been in love. Not once, not twice but 8 times. But why I failed to meet the "man" for me?

I'm not saying "right" man because there's no such things as right or perfect. Maybe destined but I don't believe in destiny and soul mate. All I believe in is that with every choice you make, you'll be responsible for it, accept whatever it is.

I really don't believe in this saying or words that if you are lucky enough to have good job and family, you're not lucky when it comes to love. Life is not tagged with luck. So why do people keep on saying that or those?

Now, where is the guy for me? Where have you been all along?

Ang "hina" ko sa Globe!

2009-04-29T20:51:00.000-07:00

Mag-iisang buwan na ang pagkaasar ko sa signal ng Globe.
Sobrang hina ang reception ng signal. Naisip ko na ang lahat
ng pwedeng isipin hinggil sa pagkakaroon ng signal ng Globe
sa cp ko. Una, inakala ko na sira ang phone ko. Subalit, mali.
Kabibili ko lamang ng cp kong 7210 Supernova nung Nobyembre
at talagang buong-buo ito dahil isinaksak ko ang ibang sim card
at punong-puno naman ng signal. Pangalawa, inisip ko na sira
ang sim card ko dahil on-off nga ang signal subalit mali ulit.
kasi nilagay ko sa ibang cp yung sim ko at may signal naman.
At kahit bukod tanging sa area ko lamang sa opisina wala akong
signal. At kahit sa garden malapit sa Rada St. in Legaspi Village,
wala talagang signal. At ang panghuli kong ginawa, tumawag ako
sa Customer Service ng Globe para ireport ang signal ko.

System Administration Failure daw? Ha? Ano un? Pinili daw
ng network provider na putulin ang signal sa ilang area ng Makati
dahil sa ginagawa daw ito. OK, tanggap ko na yung reason, ngunit
bakit bukod tanging ako lang ang walang signal sa office namin?
Isa pa sa area din ng Makati Square at Waltermart Makati, wala
talagang signa phone ko.

Tumawag ulit ako sa Customer Service ng Globe. Sinabi ng agent
na yung number ko daw kasunod ng iba pang number ay talagang
nakararanas ng signal interruption. Hay, hindi naman ganito dati.
Kabi-kabila yung pagpropromote ng Globe na pinalakas na ang kanilang
signal ngunit bakit may mga ganitong pangyayari?

Mahirap ang sitwasyon ko ngayon kasi gustuhin mang tawagan ako
ng mga mahal ko sa buhay at pati ang aking mga kaibigan at kaopisina,
hindi nila ako mare-reach dahil sa signal ng Globe ko.

Walang problema ang phone ko, walang problema ang sim, walang
problema sa area, Ang network provider lang talaga ang problema.

Sea, sand, the original mosquito,revengeful nit and suicide attempt at Guimaras

2009-04-24T02:30:00.000-07:00

It was a very humid night. My alarm clock started to clamor as it struck 1:30 in the morning. I woke Louie up and we started to get dress and pack our things then, we headed straight to the nearest Select store at shell station in Rufino, Makati to eat noodles and had some fita bread. After eating those foodies we rode a cab bound to NAIA terminal 3.

I was excited. Nervous. A bit. Though I had made a crime and create some stories that I am sick so that I can take a trip (sometimes you need to lie just to get what you want—forgive me Lord) I still overcame the guilt and decided to come with Louie. While inside the cab, I stitched stories and dreamt of the marvelous get-away. At least, if someone asked me how far have I been then, I would have answered Iloilo. Yes! We’re going to Iloilo in Visayas. Moving on, we had reached our destination. We arrived in NAIA at 3am. I was pissed off cause the cab driver refused to give us our change. Maybe Manong was thinking we had lots of money cause we’re about to leave via plane and so I forgave him for that.

Louie’s colleagues were inside. I got a chance to meet them and of course it’s not easy for me to memorize all their names cause I’m not good with that. I only would remember you if you have done good or bad to me then I could say at least I have known you. We explored NAIA. Had been to the second floor, the mini stop and all, the washrooms, observing people how were they doing cause I guess 80% of people inside NAIA were leaving and the remaining would be their family or friends who happened to be their companion or what we called in Filipino as “taga-hatid”.

It was our first time to ride on a plane. It was also my first to see and deal with the airport personnel. I had learned that you could request for your seat say, you want to sit beside the window. But you could do that only if you came first for the check-in. What ever seat number I had, I don’t give a damn cause I was so excited to ride on a plane. We paid our terminal fee of Php 200, had the x-ray machine check our belongings and had ourselves inspected.

When we were about to board the plane, the cabin crew instructed us to go outside and use the rear door. Imagine, it was the three of us who happened to go downstairs and use the rear door instead. And who’s the other one with us? Well, a guy named Louie too.

We went inside and looked for our seat then checked my things. I switched off my phone and after a while, we were instructed to have our seat belts fastened. The flight attendant said we were about to leave so we have to watch them doing the safety precautions inside the plane. I was just wondering why the FAs failed to show their sweet smile and they all looked so serious. Maybe, they had a bad morning and they don’t feel like doing what they were doing.

I tried to sleep on the plane. My ears were getting heavy with air and it was so painful. I had a chance to see Manila at dawn while the lights were still lit on. Our flight was 5:45 in the morning and we were expected to be in Iloilo at 6:45. All in all, it was an hour flight to our destination.

We had reached Iloilo three minutes ahead of time. I grabbed my things and left the plane at once. Iloilo airport was small but it was so nice. We went outside the airport and I was awed to see people endorsing or selling something. What caught my attention was the “sexy Pamela” tag a woman used to show us on and it belongs to Louie’s co-worker named Pamela. After several negotiations with the shuttle driver, at last we were set off.

Bound to the port, I fell asleep and failed to see the city. I was awakened when Louie said we were on the place. I thought we would just stay in Iloilo but we were actually going to Guimaras. And how are we going to get there? Simply, we rode a water craft/motor banca to Iloilo. It was a 15 minutes ride to Guimaras and when we got there, negotiations with the multicab and jeepney drivers were staged. We need to hire either multicab or jeep at a cost of 400. But people there insisting we should pay 500 and more because all in all, we were 16 in number.

As expected, I slept again and been awakened when we reached the Alubhon market. Others went to the market to buy our food and I asked Louie to accompany me and looked for comfort room cause I really needed to pee. We went inside the market where we could smell dried fish. We asked the vendor for the nearest comfort room and we went there at once. Not bad at all cause the comfort room gave real comfort plus it’s clean.

Back to the jeep, we have talked and told stories about work and some personal tales. After an hour, we have reached the place—Raymen Resort in Nueva Vista in Guimaras, a place full of excitement.

We considered Pamela as the head of the group cause as the other members had said she was familiar with the place and all. Pamela together with Ate Helen and Ate Cris made arrangements for our rooms where we could stay until tomorrow.

The sight was fun and relaxing. The beach was marvelously beautiful. The sand was white as the ebb flowed. Everybody was excited to jump in to the sea and bathed while the sun kissed our skins. We feasted with lots of food—inihaw na lapu-lapu, paksiw na bangus, hotdogs on a stick, grilled liempo and chicken. We had laughs and much fun during our stay in the resort. We had lots of picture taking and until evening we were all happy. We also had met two foreigners from Sweden who were awed with the delightful taste of red horse beer and extra joss energy drink. Their names were Stefan Holm and Alex. They even ate dinner with us and stayed with us that night.

They planned to drink liquor and be merry. After eating our dinner, I decided not to drink. Louie and the rest of our friends drank near the bay and I just slept in our quarters. I felt strange that night that’s why I decided not to drink with them. Until, a strange thing happened.

Louie woke me up informing that Mike was missing. I didn’t know exactly what was going on and I presumed that he’s just wandering around. Louie went out of the room and I continued my sleep.

A loud, consecutive knocks woke me up and when I opened the door, Ate Wena, looking pale and sad, said that we had to go to the hospital for something bad had happened to Mike. Immediately, I went outside the room and saw a traumatic scene. Mike was lying. I thought he was dead. But when I heard him coughing, he was alive.

The story stirred clear to me when Smiley said that Mike was drinking with himself and got lots of booze that made him vomit and swam to the sea until he was nowhere to be found. Stefan saved Mike and Kuya Jun gave him first aid that’s why he was still alive.

People went panicked. I was on panicked. We brought Mike to the hospital. Manong said that there’s a nearest hospital and it took us half an hour to reach the said “nearest” hospital. We went to Guimaras Provincial Hospital. Pam, Kuya Jun, Louie and I went first to the information section of the hospital and gave details about what had happened. The doctor came and checked Mike. Luckily, if not with Kuya Jun’s first aid, maybe he was dead at the moment.

He was saved. Thank God. Louie and I helped by doing some errand in buying medicines in the pharmacy. Though it was already two in the morning, the pharmacy was open to serve us. Just knock on the door and you’ll get what you want. Then, Louie and I went back to the resort leaving Pam and Kuya Jun at the hospital.

At the resort, the group still continued to drink and wait for us for our news. They were all happy that Mike was saved but everyone got pissed off when they found out that Mike had planned to kill himself. Ate Cris was furious and even the rest of the group.

While drinking, they aired their side and posted their anger over Pam, Mitch and Mike. Mike failed to consider that he only got to the trip by using other’s name and even Mitch. Pam also had a full responsibility over Mike and Mitch but they let Mike did what he had to do. Mitch also never showed any care to Mike even they were friends. Those things and issues made us furious and tried our best to calm the situation.

Morning came and Pam, Kuya Jun with Mike went back to the resort. Everyone was silent and refused to talk over what had happened last night. In order to kill the issues, Louie joked about the mosquito in the hospital. He called it “original mosquito” for it was so big and what we had back to Manila were “fake” mosquito for it’s so small.

We decided to have island hopping so as to kill the boredom and to recover over last night’s trauma. We were so happy to see the sights, lots of islands plus the gossip and stories that the boatman had telling us. Even James and Kris honeymoon were in full detail and Judy Ann Santos shooting and Paolo Bediones getaway.

Islands had lots of stories. I heard that some of the islands in Guimaras were owned by German if not, retired US Navy and nun. Manong offered us to buy the island for 13 million pesos as well. And while we were sailing the deep blue sea, Manong kept on telling stories about the islands.

After our two hours island hopping, we hurriedly went back to our rooms and started to pack our things. We ate our last lunch at the resort and set off at two in the afternoon. We need to go back to the airport because of the 5:45 trip back to Manila. Luckily, Louie, and another Louie and me would take the last flight back to Manila.

While inside the jeep, I heard Cris and Belle were talking about a lady with a nit on her hair. Of course I knew who’s this girl would be (she’s the friend of the one who tried to spoil our night.) Sounds funny for me. Then I just uttered that “it” was her revenge because they kept on throwing issues to her. The revengeful nit it went. We just laughed. It also happened that while riding the jeep, her hair was blown by the wind and the girls were afraid of the strands of hair with nit. What if the nit travels to your hair? Then, eventually, we kept on laughing. We stopped to the market again and bought some Mangoes from Guimaras. I just bought unripe mangoes so that I could bring it home to Bulacan.

We had reached the airport. Of course for the last moment we had picture taking again. We bade goodbyes with each other and promised to keep in touch. Then the first batch flew off. Louie, me and the other Louie were taking the next flight and stayed at the airport and we just wandered and bought pasalubong and everything we liked. Louie bought me a fabulous native bag and we also purchased biscocho and piaya.

We flew back to Manila at 7:45 in the evening. While inside the plane, we had met a lady named Ms. Eva Padernal and she said she was a native of Iloilo and would come to Manila for a job. She was so talkative I dare said cause it happened that I had no chance to talk to Louie during our flight.

We had reached Manila at exactly 8:45 in the evening. It was an exciting trip for me.

waiting for your reply

2009-04-24T01:31:00.000-07:00

i

i was reading the dailies

when my cellphone buzzed

an sms from an old buddy

asking "kmusta n po?"

and it made me wonder.

ii

after several minutes

i'm thinking if i would reply

then

another minute of thinking.

iii.

i just typed-in "i'm doing good."

and waited

for your reply

and it ended there

i guess.

i tell you this

2008-10-15T20:11:00.000-07:00

do not mistake pity for love.
never explain to me what love is
for you never really know it
and you never feel it
and you never ever show it
so
stop preaching about love.

here you are again

2008-10-14T02:07:00.000-07:00

i never thought that you would arise from a deep slumber and however, it gave me a little chill over my spine. you’re here to make me suffer and generate my fear. i curse happiness for coming around for the thought of you made me shiver. i know this is crazy. i mean how can i get away from that era if you will still fly beyond my system. i consistently failed to remember you realizing that it is the healthiest way to graduate from solitude. but here you are again without pity over my damaged ego and neglected emotions.

let me go should I say?

sex and coffee

2008-09-25T01:18:00.000-07:00

i like it hot

and

sweet

with a kick of

guilt

in the dark

li'l black

stir

don't shake

drink.