Year 2005 isang taon puno ng lungkot at ligaya...
umpisahan natin sa umaga patungo sa ligaya lubos ko nakamit sa daloy ng oras, di ko namalayan isang taon ay tapos na. Babalik pa ba sa alaala, kung ito'y halakhak ng nakaraan na maririnig sa likod ng ating isipan? Isang bulong: "Na Saan ka na?" by pupil (LSS ulit)
SA year 2006
-magbabalik ang mano po series sa mmff '06, imbis drama o comedy ang theme nito, bilang isang horror movie.
-gaganapin ang prom namin sa st. benilde gym, tapos lilipad sa kalawakan kasama kami.
-si bro. belleza ang bagong lsgh president, habang c bro bernie, pinadala sa isang beach side lasalle skul, ay wla ng kotse pero may yacht naman siya.
-magiisang taon na ang aking blog, hindi pa rin nababasa ni RACHEL! RACHEL ANN GO!
-graduate na ang ibang high school students sa bansa
-may mabubuntis...at manganganak...na...nanay
crush-crush-crush...
Kakabasa ko lang ng CANDY mag tapos may isang artik tungkol sa "You should not have crush on..." sa list nila may mga certain persons in life na dapat di magkaroon ng crush...here they are:
1. bestbud ng kuya mo
2. heartbreakers (mga gwapito chickboys)
3.teachers (kung c nympha ewan ko na)
4.ex ng kaibigan mo (ah tawag dyan nangkokobra TSSSSS :>------<)
5.kaibigan mong boy or girl
Eto naman ang list ko!
1. tubero
pro: astig! His number is always available dahil nakadikit sa poste. magaling siya magayos ng barang toilet. Approachable, sincere, knows his pipes and many more.
con: tingnan mo yng nasa taas... at mahirap gumawa ng excuse para sya pumunta sa bahay. (ex. Desperate Housewives)
final tips: Kung nagkaroon ka ng crush sa resident plumber nyo, iwasan dahil ito'y big no-no! Iwasan din i-add sya sa friendster dahil malamang ginagamit nya ito sa mga cliyente nya sa barangay nyo. Iwasan kung na-add ang magsulat ng testi na may MWAH! kasi mahahalata nya na may crush ka...cge ka baka totohanin ka.
2. mamang police sa ilalim ng tulay
pro: tagapagtanggol ng naaapi, may batuta, brusko, nakauniform at masayang kainuman.
con: malaki ang tiyan...at lagot ka sa asawa nya. Habulin ng chix
final tips: Kung sineryoso mo ang crush mo sa isang police naku baka mapa Maximo Oliberos ka! Mapanganib ang buhay ng isang pulis baka anytime ma dedo sya... at ang fashion statement nila ay nakacamo na shorts tapos may goodmorning towel pa cla sa ulo tapos hawak ang armalite masyadong 90's. Cge ka baka mapagkamalan kang snatcher sa mga tingin mo sa kanya.
3. nagbebenta ng sigarilyo at tabloid sa kalsada
pro: malaki ang network of friends nya from the policeman to the jeepney drivers... mapabarkada, friendly, mabilis magsukli dahil anytime pwedeng mag go na. Updated sa balita. Nakakaalala ng mukha.
con: kung nagkacrush ka sa may bakante sa kalsada naku anytime pwde sya paalisin ni bayani fernando. Its very hard to have a good relationship with him because of all he may replace you with ara mina on mondays, aubrey miles on wednesday, you know what i mean because of the tabloid like *****.
final tip: Iwasan ang mga ganyan na crush dahil mabilis ang buhay sa kalsada, makakausap mo lang sya tuwing bumibili ka ng newspaper... malabo ang relasyon sa nagbebenta ng sigarilyo.
4. anak ng may ari ng candy store sa canteen
pro: maganda nga sya, kala mo nga artista, lumalakas ang business nila, magaling sa business, may future, para bang nasa cloud nine ka.
con: anak sya ng may ari ng candy store! pupunta ka lang sa store nila para titigan sya! nakakasikip ka lang ng daan tuwing recess and lunch. Napapagastos ka hindi mo pa nga sya ka-date. Nakabantay ang magulang niya, nakakailang. Di lang ikaw ang may crush s kanya.
final tip: crush mo ba sya? oh well kunin mo no. nya haba sya nagbebenta ng candy...at nanay niya nasa tabi nya. Kung sugar rush lang yan iwasan mo na ang paginom at pagkain ng matatamis. Go for it but its a big risk!
5. Sa isang anime character
pro: mapapanood araw-araw sa tv. Big eyes, funky hair, cool gadgets, ninja, baskteball at pokemon! The complete package sya!
con: anime
final tip: wag ka ng umasa...
(ito'y katuwaan lamang...)
salamat sa nakaraang taon...syempre walang katuturan ang taon na nakalipas kung wala c: God, Jesus, Pope, Mama, Tita Becky, Jana, Tita cherry, tita lanee, tito butch, tito greg, tito benjie, mr. lobo, ms. belinda, jarryd, quico, vincent, bryle, jaime, niki, l.a., gino, anton, jc, fatima, alex, ate corina, ate val, ate thalet, eddie guerero, c dexter, c kuya mondy, mr. jun suarez, justin jamon, justin manzano, ms. mejia, jv, eric, ricci, didik, rie, kris, arel, gec, ki, mr. laurio, mr. dino, ms. aldea, marlon, jeric, paolo l, lyc members, the louis's, carlo, monarch, karl, jeff, degu, alec, dae, ms. malirong, ms. marie, mr. dino, ms. ching, mr. nicdao, jai, kim dela paz, earl paed, cholo, dq, search-in, 2D, 3G, and joey (katapat ko sa AC) and many many many more!!!! oh yeah i love you brotherly and motherly!!! thanx for d memories...
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Flashback 2k5
Year 2005 isang taon puno ng lungkot at ligaya...
umpisahan natin sa umaga patungo sa ligaya lubos ko nakamit sa daloy ng oras, di ko namalayan isang taon ay tapos na. Babalik pa ba sa alaala, kung ito'y halakhak ng nakaraan na maririnig sa likod ng ating isipan? Isang bulong: "Na Saan ka na?" by pupil (LSS ulit)
SA year 2006
-magbabalik ang mano po series sa mmff '06, imbis drama o comedy ang theme nito, bilang isang horror movie.
-gaganapin ang prom namin sa st. benilde gym, tapos lilipad sa kalawakan kasama kami.
-si bro. belleza ang bagong lsgh president, habang c bro bernie, pinadala sa isang beach side lasalle skul, ay wla ng kotse pero may yacht naman siya.
-magiisang taon na ang aking blog, hindi pa rin nababasa ni RACHEL! RACHEL ANN GO!
-graduate na ang ibang high school students sa bansa
-may mabubuntis...at manganganak...na...nanay
crush-crush-crush...
Kakabasa ko lang ng CANDY mag tapos may isang artik tungkol sa "You should not have crush on..." sa list nila may mga certain persons in life na dapat di magkaroon ng crush...here they are:
1. bestbud ng kuya mo
2. heartbreakers (mga gwapito chickboys)
3.teachers (kung c nympha ewan ko na)
4.ex ng kaibigan mo (ah tawag dyan nangkokobra TSSSSS :>------<)
5.kaibigan mong boy or girl
Eto naman ang list ko!
1. tubero
pro: astig! His number is always available dahil nakadikit sa poste. magaling siya magayos ng barang toilet. Approachable, sincere, knows his pipes and many more.
con: tingnan mo yng nasa taas... at mahirap gumawa ng excuse para sya pumunta sa bahay. (ex. Desperate Housewives)
final tips: Kung nagkaroon ka ng crush sa resident plumber nyo, iwasan dahil ito'y big no-no! Iwasan din i-add sya sa friendster dahil malamang ginagamit nya ito sa mga cliyente nya sa barangay nyo. Iwasan kung na-add ang magsulat ng testi na may MWAH! kasi mahahalata nya na may crush ka...cge ka baka totohanin ka.
2. mamang police sa ilalim ng tulay
pro: tagapagtanggol ng naaapi, may batuta, brusko, nakauniform at masayang kainuman.
con: malaki ang tiyan...at lagot ka sa asawa nya. Habulin ng chix
final tips: Kung sineryoso mo ang crush mo sa isang police naku baka mapa Maximo Oliberos ka! Mapanganib ang buhay ng isang pulis baka anytime ma dedo sya... at ang fashion statement nila ay nakacamo na shorts tapos may goodmorning towel pa cla sa ulo tapos hawak ang armalite masyadong 90's. Cge ka baka mapagkamalan kang snatcher sa mga tingin mo sa kanya.
3. nagbebenta ng sigarilyo at tabloid sa kalsada
pro: malaki ang network of friends nya from the policeman to the jeepney drivers... mapabarkada, friendly, mabilis magsukli dahil anytime pwedeng mag go na. Updated sa balita. Nakakaalala ng mukha.
con: kung nagkacrush ka sa may bakante sa kalsada naku anytime pwde sya paalisin ni bayani fernando. Its very hard to have a good relationship with him because of all he may replace you with ara mina on mondays, aubrey miles on wednesday, you know what i mean because of the tabloid like *****.
final tip: Iwasan ang mga ganyan na crush dahil mabilis ang buhay sa kalsada, makakausap mo lang sya tuwing bumibili ka ng newspaper... malabo ang relasyon sa nagbebenta ng sigarilyo.
4. anak ng may ari ng candy store sa canteen
pro: maganda nga sya, kala mo nga artista, lumalakas ang business nila, magaling sa business, may future, para bang nasa cloud nine ka.
con: anak sya ng may ari ng candy store! pupunta ka lang sa store nila para titigan sya! nakakasikip ka lang ng daan tuwing recess and lunch. Napapagastos ka hindi mo pa nga sya ka-date. Nakabantay ang magulang niya, nakakailang. Di lang ikaw ang may crush s kanya.
final tip: crush mo ba sya? oh well kunin mo no. nya haba sya nagbebenta ng candy...at nanay niya nasa tabi nya. Kung sugar rush lang yan iwasan mo na ang paginom at pagkain ng matatamis. Go for it but its a big risk!
5. Sa isang anime character
pro: mapapanood araw-araw sa tv. Big eyes, funky hair, cool gadgets, ninja, baskteball at pokemon! The complete package sya!
con: anime
final tip: wag ka ng umasa...
(ito'y katuwaan lamang...)
salamat sa nakaraang taon...syempre walang katuturan ang taon na nakalipas kung wala c: God, Jesus, Pope, Mama, Tita Becky, Jana, Tita cherry, tita lanee, tito butch, tito greg, tito benjie, mr. lobo, ms. belinda, jarryd, quico, vincent, bryle, jaime, niki, l.a., gino, anton, jc, fatima, alex, ate corina, ate val, ate thalet, eddie guerero, c dexter, c kuya mondy, mr. jun suarez, justin jamon, justin manzano, ms. mejia, jv, eric, ricci, didik, rie, kris, arel, gec, ki, mr. laurio, mr. dino, ms. aldea, marlon, jeric, paolo l, lyc members, the louis's, carlo, monarch, karl, jeff, degu, alec, dae, ms. malirong, ms. marie, mr. dino, ms. ching, mr. nicdao, jai, kim dela paz, earl paed, cholo, dq, search-in, 2D, 3G, and joey (katapat ko sa AC) and many many many more!!!! oh yeah i love you brotherly and motherly!!! thanx for d memories...
umpisahan natin sa umaga patungo sa ligaya lubos ko nakamit sa daloy ng oras, di ko namalayan isang taon ay tapos na. Babalik pa ba sa alaala, kung ito'y halakhak ng nakaraan na maririnig sa likod ng ating isipan? Isang bulong: "Na Saan ka na?" by pupil (LSS ulit)
SA year 2006
-magbabalik ang mano po series sa mmff '06, imbis drama o comedy ang theme nito, bilang isang horror movie.
-gaganapin ang prom namin sa st. benilde gym, tapos lilipad sa kalawakan kasama kami.
-si bro. belleza ang bagong lsgh president, habang c bro bernie, pinadala sa isang beach side lasalle skul, ay wla ng kotse pero may yacht naman siya.
-magiisang taon na ang aking blog, hindi pa rin nababasa ni RACHEL! RACHEL ANN GO!
-graduate na ang ibang high school students sa bansa
-may mabubuntis...at manganganak...na...nanay
crush-crush-crush...
Kakabasa ko lang ng CANDY mag tapos may isang artik tungkol sa "You should not have crush on..." sa list nila may mga certain persons in life na dapat di magkaroon ng crush...here they are:
1. bestbud ng kuya mo
2. heartbreakers (mga gwapito chickboys)
3.teachers (kung c nympha ewan ko na)
4.ex ng kaibigan mo (ah tawag dyan nangkokobra TSSSSS :>------<)
5.kaibigan mong boy or girl
Eto naman ang list ko!
1. tubero
pro: astig! His number is always available dahil nakadikit sa poste. magaling siya magayos ng barang toilet. Approachable, sincere, knows his pipes and many more.
con: tingnan mo yng nasa taas... at mahirap gumawa ng excuse para sya pumunta sa bahay. (ex. Desperate Housewives)
final tips: Kung nagkaroon ka ng crush sa resident plumber nyo, iwasan dahil ito'y big no-no! Iwasan din i-add sya sa friendster dahil malamang ginagamit nya ito sa mga cliyente nya sa barangay nyo. Iwasan kung na-add ang magsulat ng testi na may MWAH! kasi mahahalata nya na may crush ka...cge ka baka totohanin ka.
2. mamang police sa ilalim ng tulay
pro: tagapagtanggol ng naaapi, may batuta, brusko, nakauniform at masayang kainuman.
con: malaki ang tiyan...at lagot ka sa asawa nya. Habulin ng chix
final tips: Kung sineryoso mo ang crush mo sa isang police naku baka mapa Maximo Oliberos ka! Mapanganib ang buhay ng isang pulis baka anytime ma dedo sya... at ang fashion statement nila ay nakacamo na shorts tapos may goodmorning towel pa cla sa ulo tapos hawak ang armalite masyadong 90's. Cge ka baka mapagkamalan kang snatcher sa mga tingin mo sa kanya.
3. nagbebenta ng sigarilyo at tabloid sa kalsada
pro: malaki ang network of friends nya from the policeman to the jeepney drivers... mapabarkada, friendly, mabilis magsukli dahil anytime pwedeng mag go na. Updated sa balita. Nakakaalala ng mukha.
con: kung nagkacrush ka sa may bakante sa kalsada naku anytime pwde sya paalisin ni bayani fernando. Its very hard to have a good relationship with him because of all he may replace you with ara mina on mondays, aubrey miles on wednesday, you know what i mean because of the tabloid like *****.
final tip: Iwasan ang mga ganyan na crush dahil mabilis ang buhay sa kalsada, makakausap mo lang sya tuwing bumibili ka ng newspaper... malabo ang relasyon sa nagbebenta ng sigarilyo.
4. anak ng may ari ng candy store sa canteen
pro: maganda nga sya, kala mo nga artista, lumalakas ang business nila, magaling sa business, may future, para bang nasa cloud nine ka.
con: anak sya ng may ari ng candy store! pupunta ka lang sa store nila para titigan sya! nakakasikip ka lang ng daan tuwing recess and lunch. Napapagastos ka hindi mo pa nga sya ka-date. Nakabantay ang magulang niya, nakakailang. Di lang ikaw ang may crush s kanya.
final tip: crush mo ba sya? oh well kunin mo no. nya haba sya nagbebenta ng candy...at nanay niya nasa tabi nya. Kung sugar rush lang yan iwasan mo na ang paginom at pagkain ng matatamis. Go for it but its a big risk!
5. Sa isang anime character
pro: mapapanood araw-araw sa tv. Big eyes, funky hair, cool gadgets, ninja, baskteball at pokemon! The complete package sya!
con: anime
final tip: wag ka ng umasa...
(ito'y katuwaan lamang...)
salamat sa nakaraang taon...syempre walang katuturan ang taon na nakalipas kung wala c: God, Jesus, Pope, Mama, Tita Becky, Jana, Tita cherry, tita lanee, tito butch, tito greg, tito benjie, mr. lobo, ms. belinda, jarryd, quico, vincent, bryle, jaime, niki, l.a., gino, anton, jc, fatima, alex, ate corina, ate val, ate thalet, eddie guerero, c dexter, c kuya mondy, mr. jun suarez, justin jamon, justin manzano, ms. mejia, jv, eric, ricci, didik, rie, kris, arel, gec, ki, mr. laurio, mr. dino, ms. aldea, marlon, jeric, paolo l, lyc members, the louis's, carlo, monarch, karl, jeff, degu, alec, dae, ms. malirong, ms. marie, mr. dino, ms. ching, mr. nicdao, jai, kim dela paz, earl paed, cholo, dq, search-in, 2D, 3G, and joey (katapat ko sa AC) and many many many more!!!! oh yeah i love you brotherly and motherly!!! thanx for d memories...
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Monday, December 26, 2005
Oskar
"Nakilala ko siya sa isang laro," pabulong sinabi ni Oskar sa akin. "Palagi na kami nagkikita sa laro hanggang nakapagchat na kami at at yun..."
"At yun?" tanong ko.
"Na-in love ako sa kanya..."
"Ganun ba?!" patawa ko pa sinabi.
"Pero...di ko pa nakita itsura nya..."
"ngeh! na in love ka pero di mo pa siya nakikita?"
"One time sabi nya usap kami sa phone... since then palagi na kami naguusap"
"Binigay mo number mo?!"
"oo...akala ko nga lalake pero - "
"Hehehe, binabae!" agad kong hirit.
"doy! babae!" galit nya sinabi. "Kung anu-ano pinagusapan namin, mostly tungkol sa laro..."
"Hindi mo pa sya nakikita!"
"Ano ba problema mo! Puro ka sa labas na anyo!" naireta na si Oskar
Sa isip ko, Kaw ang may problema... "Sandali lang tagal ng order natin ah..." tumayo ako at kanina pa pala tinatawag number namin. Dinala ko yng order namin, kay Oskar ay White Chocolate Dream habang sa akin ay Barako ice.
"Cguro mga 6 months na kami naguusap, at para kaming magkakilala na... alam namin ang isa't isa...pati pangalan ng mga magulang niya alam ko na..."
"Paano ka ba na in love sa isang babae sa Prontera hindi mo nga alam kung ano ba siya! Sa boses lang sabi mo babae!!?"
"Sandali lang! Nagkukwento pa ako," sabi ni Oskar. "Isang gabi tumawag siya sabi niya magpakasal na raw kami..."
"wow ah! anong game ba yan... medyo liberated ang mga players diyan!"
"Loko! Sa game lang! Kasi may bagong ek-ek sa game pwede na kayo maging couple, try daw namin..."
"Kayo na nga sa game?" tanong ko.
"yup," sagot ni oskar. "Eh gusto ko na siya makita, pagkatapos namin magpakasal tinanong ko kung pwede ko ba siya makilala sa personal...wrong move yta nung sinabi ko... kala ko mapapahiya lang ako...pero sabi niya cge raw...add ko raw siya sa friendster... eh problema di ako nagfrefriendster!"
"Kaw ang may problema boy!!!!!" sabi ko sa kanya sabay pabirong sampal sa pisngi niya. "Wala kang friendster, kaya pala di mo alam itsura niya!!" "Ang tagal nyo na naguusap, nagchachat di nyo natanong sa isa't isa kung anong mga itsura nyo!"
"Sorry di ko alam yng friendster! At sa una, katuwaan lang pero parang naging unspoken rule sa aming dalawa na di kami magkikita...katuwaan lang... pero yun nga na in love ako..."
"Mga eng eng pala kayo!" sabi ko tapos bigla may nagtxt sa akin, girlfriend ko. "Oskar, haha eto tunay na girlfriend, di ba nakilala mo na girlfriend ko noong fair." Pabiro ko sinabi sa kanya at pinakita yng message ng girlfriend ko sa akin na: "Hey, can't get you out my head...i love you! mwah!!! :) :) :D"
"oo, nakilala ko na girlfriend mo..." sabi ni oskar. "anyway nagkaroon na ako ng friendster(add mo ako oskar_brusko@yahoo.com ) tapos na add ko na siya at...mas lalong na in love ako -"
"maganda???" sabik kong tinanong.
"pare, pix niya puro anime, mga final fantasy girls, tapos character niya...at kaya mas na in love ako...yung wedding picture naming dalawa(actually yung characters namin)" kitang kita ko nagblush ang loko...
"wow naman oskar...wow eh ano na kayo ngayon...?"
"Napagplanuhan naming magkita at maglalaro sa isang internet cafe...today" kalmado niyang sinabi sa akin.
"ahhhh!!! kaya mo pala ako inimbita! hahahaha!" ako pa yta ang na excited. "Makikita mo na yng chicksilog na yan!"
"tama..."
"Bakit parang di ka masaya?" tanong ko. "ah...ayaw mo ako narito dyan na ba sya? hehehe ok lang alis lang ako!"
"Di yun pare kahapon may sinend siyang picture sa akin...picture niya raw...sabi niya sa akin kahapon habang magkausap kami." may nilabas siyang papel sa kanyang breast pocket. Maganda ang pagkafold, ingat na ingat ni Oskar ang printout ng "girlfriend" niya.
"ok ah! Maganda ba??"
"Tingnan mo..." pinakita niya sa akin at ako'y nagulat...bumaliktad ang aking tiyan, halos masuka ko ang iniinom kong Barako ice. Tinitigan ko ang print-out, di ako makapaniwala...
"Pare," sabay lunok si Oskar ng White Chocolate Dream di makatingin ng diretso sa akin. "Kilala mo diba? Pare...diba girlfriend mo yan..."
"At yun?" tanong ko.
"Na-in love ako sa kanya..."
"Ganun ba?!" patawa ko pa sinabi.
"Pero...di ko pa nakita itsura nya..."
"ngeh! na in love ka pero di mo pa siya nakikita?"
"One time sabi nya usap kami sa phone... since then palagi na kami naguusap"
"Binigay mo number mo?!"
"oo...akala ko nga lalake pero - "
"Hehehe, binabae!" agad kong hirit.
"doy! babae!" galit nya sinabi. "Kung anu-ano pinagusapan namin, mostly tungkol sa laro..."
"Hindi mo pa sya nakikita!"
"Ano ba problema mo! Puro ka sa labas na anyo!" naireta na si Oskar
Sa isip ko, Kaw ang may problema... "Sandali lang tagal ng order natin ah..." tumayo ako at kanina pa pala tinatawag number namin. Dinala ko yng order namin, kay Oskar ay White Chocolate Dream habang sa akin ay Barako ice.
"Cguro mga 6 months na kami naguusap, at para kaming magkakilala na... alam namin ang isa't isa...pati pangalan ng mga magulang niya alam ko na..."
"Paano ka ba na in love sa isang babae sa Prontera hindi mo nga alam kung ano ba siya! Sa boses lang sabi mo babae!!?"
"Sandali lang! Nagkukwento pa ako," sabi ni Oskar. "Isang gabi tumawag siya sabi niya magpakasal na raw kami..."
"wow ah! anong game ba yan... medyo liberated ang mga players diyan!"
"Loko! Sa game lang! Kasi may bagong ek-ek sa game pwede na kayo maging couple, try daw namin..."
"Kayo na nga sa game?" tanong ko.
"yup," sagot ni oskar. "Eh gusto ko na siya makita, pagkatapos namin magpakasal tinanong ko kung pwede ko ba siya makilala sa personal...wrong move yta nung sinabi ko... kala ko mapapahiya lang ako...pero sabi niya cge raw...add ko raw siya sa friendster... eh problema di ako nagfrefriendster!"
"Kaw ang may problema boy!!!!!" sabi ko sa kanya sabay pabirong sampal sa pisngi niya. "Wala kang friendster, kaya pala di mo alam itsura niya!!" "Ang tagal nyo na naguusap, nagchachat di nyo natanong sa isa't isa kung anong mga itsura nyo!"
"Sorry di ko alam yng friendster! At sa una, katuwaan lang pero parang naging unspoken rule sa aming dalawa na di kami magkikita...katuwaan lang... pero yun nga na in love ako..."
"Mga eng eng pala kayo!" sabi ko tapos bigla may nagtxt sa akin, girlfriend ko. "Oskar, haha eto tunay na girlfriend, di ba nakilala mo na girlfriend ko noong fair." Pabiro ko sinabi sa kanya at pinakita yng message ng girlfriend ko sa akin na: "Hey, can't get you out my head...i love you! mwah!!! :) :) :D"
"oo, nakilala ko na girlfriend mo..." sabi ni oskar. "anyway nagkaroon na ako ng friendster(add mo ako oskar_brusko@yahoo.com ) tapos na add ko na siya at...mas lalong na in love ako -"
"maganda???" sabik kong tinanong.
"pare, pix niya puro anime, mga final fantasy girls, tapos character niya...at kaya mas na in love ako...yung wedding picture naming dalawa(actually yung characters namin)" kitang kita ko nagblush ang loko...
"wow naman oskar...wow eh ano na kayo ngayon...?"
"Napagplanuhan naming magkita at maglalaro sa isang internet cafe...today" kalmado niyang sinabi sa akin.
"ahhhh!!! kaya mo pala ako inimbita! hahahaha!" ako pa yta ang na excited. "Makikita mo na yng chicksilog na yan!"
"tama..."
"Bakit parang di ka masaya?" tanong ko. "ah...ayaw mo ako narito dyan na ba sya? hehehe ok lang alis lang ako!"
"Di yun pare kahapon may sinend siyang picture sa akin...picture niya raw...sabi niya sa akin kahapon habang magkausap kami." may nilabas siyang papel sa kanyang breast pocket. Maganda ang pagkafold, ingat na ingat ni Oskar ang printout ng "girlfriend" niya.
"ok ah! Maganda ba??"
"Tingnan mo..." pinakita niya sa akin at ako'y nagulat...bumaliktad ang aking tiyan, halos masuka ko ang iniinom kong Barako ice. Tinitigan ko ang print-out, di ako makapaniwala...
"Pare," sabay lunok si Oskar ng White Chocolate Dream di makatingin ng diretso sa akin. "Kilala mo diba? Pare...diba girlfriend mo yan..."
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Merry Christmas or Love x 10
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! :D
di ko mapigilan, ang saya pero parang kulang anyway anyhow oh lash backlash i'm here!
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Awit ng Kabataan
Awit ng kabataan
Hindi raw kami makakahon, at mas lalo na hindi mababaon. Ang boses namin ay maririnig sa bawat sulok ng panahon.
Dapat makinig, dahil ang boses namin ay awit sa pagbabago at susi sa kinabukasa kami ang Kabataan, at ito ang aming awit sa buhay na karangyaan.
Kami ang kabataan, naghihintay at nakikinig sa mundong aming nilalakaran. Kung akala niyo wala kaming ginagawa, kayo'y nagkakamali. Mga pagbabago sa panahon at kasaysayan ang aming ebidensya. Ang aming aksyon at mga solusyon pawang kampana nanginginig at ito'y magdudulot ng pagbabago.
Ngayon, naririnig niyo na ba? Ang awit namin? Katotohanan, gusto namin malaman. Kalayaan aming hinahanap sa magulong bayan. ANg aming katwiran, inyong pakinggan. Tapusin na ang kapalaluan. Halina't sumama sa awit ng kabataan.
Friday, December 23, 2005
tuwing umuulan nagpuputik ang langit
Dreams...weird dreams...weird dreams...wild dreams
Isa sa mga weird dreams ko... ay may involved na di ko kilalang girl pero alam ko pangalan niya tapos itsura niya ay pinaghalong ewan pero maganda siya.... ehem gf siya ng isang kaklase ko pero hindi siya...gets?
Anyway naglalakad kami actually iniwanan namin boyfriend niya, tapos yun lang puro lakad tapos usap... setting nya sa labas ng lsgh mid 90's yng wala barren pa lahat puro sands...
May kamukha yng girl...aaaaaaaahhhh! bakit ganito!!!!!!! Sorry sa kaklase ko, di naman na inaahas ko gf niya pero siya yng lumitaw na bf ni girl!
Napaisip lang...
Talagang nagsisi ako dahil di ako nakapunta sa party/chill-out/hang-out ni jaime.... :(
Sorry tlga...sorry!
lasing pa rin dahil sa intrams...at sa LYC...
Miss ko na c joker, janno gibbs, mitch...dami pa nila... hmm ewan pagdating na lang ng bday ko..
Isa sa mga weird dreams ko... ay may involved na di ko kilalang girl pero alam ko pangalan niya tapos itsura niya ay pinaghalong ewan pero maganda siya.... ehem gf siya ng isang kaklase ko pero hindi siya...gets?
Anyway naglalakad kami actually iniwanan namin boyfriend niya, tapos yun lang puro lakad tapos usap... setting nya sa labas ng lsgh mid 90's yng wala barren pa lahat puro sands...
May kamukha yng girl...aaaaaaaahhhh! bakit ganito!!!!!!! Sorry sa kaklase ko, di naman na inaahas ko gf niya pero siya yng lumitaw na bf ni girl!
Napaisip lang...
Talagang nagsisi ako dahil di ako nakapunta sa party/chill-out/hang-out ni jaime.... :(
Sorry tlga...sorry!
lasing pa rin dahil sa intrams...at sa LYC...
Miss ko na c joker, janno gibbs, mitch...dami pa nila... hmm ewan pagdating na lang ng bday ko..
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
issetan, kung saan nakakabili ng romansa novels para kay ineng
Di ko mapigilan ang pagtingin sa kanya...naku napansin nya na yata ako!
Naka-upo lang ako hinihintay ko ang mga kaibigan, nang siya'y dumaan, napatingin sa akin at ngumiti! Di ko alam ang naramdaman, napaisip-isip, bumaliktad ang sikmura oh ano ba ito! Napansin na nga nya.
Ganito palagi ang eksena, nakatingin lang ako, lumilingon para sakto at tinitingan lang siya...
Isang beses umakyat kami sa dorm nila, nasa doorway lang ako, nakita ko siya tapos ngumiti uli sya.
Bakit puro ngiti? Di ko maitindihan...ako ba o yng katabi or likod ko? Tama ba kutob ko?
Papasok na kami sa conference room, nakasandal lang siya sa mga kurtina, nang biglang...
"hi seph," sabi niya sabay ngiti...
Para akong ewan... "hi.." sabi ko naman...Pano nya nalaman pangalan ko??
*stupid*
Suot ko nga pala nametag ko...
Dahil sa isang kolehiyala...dahil sa isang kolehiyala...dahil sa isang kolehityala ako'y nagkaloko-loko!
Naka-upo lang ako hinihintay ko ang mga kaibigan, nang siya'y dumaan, napatingin sa akin at ngumiti! Di ko alam ang naramdaman, napaisip-isip, bumaliktad ang sikmura oh ano ba ito! Napansin na nga nya.
Ganito palagi ang eksena, nakatingin lang ako, lumilingon para sakto at tinitingan lang siya...
Isang beses umakyat kami sa dorm nila, nasa doorway lang ako, nakita ko siya tapos ngumiti uli sya.
Bakit puro ngiti? Di ko maitindihan...ako ba o yng katabi or likod ko? Tama ba kutob ko?
Papasok na kami sa conference room, nakasandal lang siya sa mga kurtina, nang biglang...
"hi seph," sabi niya sabay ngiti...
Para akong ewan... "hi.." sabi ko naman...Pano nya nalaman pangalan ko??
*stupid*
Suot ko nga pala nametag ko...
Dahil sa isang kolehiyala...dahil sa isang kolehiyala...dahil sa isang kolehityala ako'y nagkaloko-loko!
Thursday, December 15, 2005
champions
Champion na kami! Di ko na kailangan i-detail pa kasi champion na kami...sa basketball!
Salamat sa teammates ko: didik, jeric, arel, jian, pao, aaron, enzo, niki, marco, vinci, rhem, kenneth, salamat sa volleyball dahil sa suporta, salamat din kay jed: the one man cheering squad, sa tips ni mr. dino at ang kanyang perfect quiz, kay mr. lobo at sa mga 2nd year teachers, symepre si ms. marie santos, at sobrang many thanx sa LSGH at kay GOD!!!
"How sweet it is," sabi ko sabay halik sa medal. "Mwah!"
Salamat sa teammates ko: didik, jeric, arel, jian, pao, aaron, enzo, niki, marco, vinci, rhem, kenneth, salamat sa volleyball dahil sa suporta, salamat din kay jed: the one man cheering squad, sa tips ni mr. dino at ang kanyang perfect quiz, kay mr. lobo at sa mga 2nd year teachers, symepre si ms. marie santos, at sobrang many thanx sa LSGH at kay GOD!!!
"How sweet it is," sabi ko sabay halik sa medal. "Mwah!"
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
theGiant Killers
"wuhooooo! 3G! 3G!" sabi ng crowd sa likod ng bench namin.
Ang ingay ng FMAC. Mga nagaabang na team nakapalibot sa buong court. Cheer lang sila ng cheer.
Kakafoul ko lang kay Enriquez, isang higante ng 3D, hard foul pa pero ako ang napahiga. At yun na nag graduate na ako.
Pagod na pagod umalis agad ako, iniwan ang crowd pumped up dahil shooting freethrows si Enriquez.
Naghahanap ako ng fountain at nahanap ko rin. Balik agad ako sa FMAC at may tumira sa aming team di ko makita kung sino dahil may mga nakaharang na net. Pero nung pumasok yng tira nagsigawan ang lahat. Kitang-kita na suporta ang buong FMAC sa amin at yng crowd sa likod ng bench nagwala.
Takbo agad ako at nakita na lamang na ang team. 39 - 37! Gulat ako! Tambak kami ng 9 tapos less than 2 mins nahabol! Grabe! Do or die! ang saya na ng team! first time lead.
Tapos nakatira uli yng 3D! tie na tapos di ko alam kng nakatira si jeric or si pao pero nag 41 - 39! Tapos nagwala na ang buong crowd nakita ko si Maniquis yng class clown ng batch nag breakdance sa gitna ng court!
Yan na, possession ng kalaban. Na-foul, galit si Ferdi at si Dino, mga coach namin. Ang ganda ng support ng crowd. Sigaw agad sila ng nagshoot yng kalaban mintes! Pangalawa pasok!
score 41 - 40!
Na-foul si Pao. Crucial kala na namin ice na pero mintes parehong attempt! Kuha ng 3D!
Yan na, handa na sila Cruz, magaling na kalaban. Takbo agad siya papunta sa court, 10 seconds na lang, lahat kinakabahan. Pinasa kay Enriquez, nagdribble tapos nice defense ni Aaron....travelling tapos ang laban!
We're going to finals baby!?
Yeah! Baby! We're going to the finals baby!
to be continued!
Ang ingay ng FMAC. Mga nagaabang na team nakapalibot sa buong court. Cheer lang sila ng cheer.
Kakafoul ko lang kay Enriquez, isang higante ng 3D, hard foul pa pero ako ang napahiga. At yun na nag graduate na ako.
Pagod na pagod umalis agad ako, iniwan ang crowd pumped up dahil shooting freethrows si Enriquez.
Naghahanap ako ng fountain at nahanap ko rin. Balik agad ako sa FMAC at may tumira sa aming team di ko makita kung sino dahil may mga nakaharang na net. Pero nung pumasok yng tira nagsigawan ang lahat. Kitang-kita na suporta ang buong FMAC sa amin at yng crowd sa likod ng bench nagwala.
Takbo agad ako at nakita na lamang na ang team. 39 - 37! Gulat ako! Tambak kami ng 9 tapos less than 2 mins nahabol! Grabe! Do or die! ang saya na ng team! first time lead.
Tapos nakatira uli yng 3D! tie na tapos di ko alam kng nakatira si jeric or si pao pero nag 41 - 39! Tapos nagwala na ang buong crowd nakita ko si Maniquis yng class clown ng batch nag breakdance sa gitna ng court!
Yan na, possession ng kalaban. Na-foul, galit si Ferdi at si Dino, mga coach namin. Ang ganda ng support ng crowd. Sigaw agad sila ng nagshoot yng kalaban mintes! Pangalawa pasok!
score 41 - 40!
Na-foul si Pao. Crucial kala na namin ice na pero mintes parehong attempt! Kuha ng 3D!
Yan na, handa na sila Cruz, magaling na kalaban. Takbo agad siya papunta sa court, 10 seconds na lang, lahat kinakabahan. Pinasa kay Enriquez, nagdribble tapos nice defense ni Aaron....travelling tapos ang laban!
We're going to finals baby!?
Yeah! Baby! We're going to the finals baby!
to be continued!
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
In two weeks...
girl 1: How can i fit into this dress?
girl 2: Oh girl you gotta lose some pounds 'cuz he's coming in two weeks?
girl 1: In two weeks?!
After two weeks...
girl 1: I lost 20 pounds in two weeks!
girl 2: In two weeks?! Amazing!!
In two weeks, x'mas break na!
hmmmmm... ok this day may pasok, bukas wala! hahaha meron rin ytang kaming pupuntahan di ko pa alam kng tuloy sa shangri-la raw... Tapos sa friday, may soiree yta sa St. Scho?!!? hmmmm...
Ang daming ek-ek! Pero ok lang...sa sobrang alis ko sa bahay last week nagkasakit ako yng nakaraang weekend...hahaha! Di yta ako naligo ng tatlong araw...joke lang! tawa nman kayo diyan!
Tapos Fair, actually di considered ng namin mga high school ito na fair ng students kasi parents ang nagorganize...kaya medyo malungkot, para lang family day na grande! Yng mga panggabi na programs hmmm kasama rin yng battle of the bands sa umaga ay gawa ng SACB! Meron pala tlgang Dalandan Soda na band sabi ni Fati, hahaha the sax, di ko matanggal sa isip ko na may sax sila! Medyo buy-now-pay-me-later ang ginagawa ng SACB sa tix ng concert...hahaha tama lang dahil taghirap!
Nxt week, intrams! Hahaha may semis at kasama kami sa dalawang sports: volleyball at basketball!
Volleyball, panginoon raw team namin wlang makatalo! hahaha sabi ni jian pero naniniwala ako, have faith sabi nga. Magaling spiker namin, si sistah L.A. at kasama niya sila jian, didik, kris, magaling sila at kasama si di at kris sa volleyball champs 2C last year!
Basketball. Mahirap ang kalaban, section D! hahaha starting five nila mga dalawa former varsities at mag iba mga pinagtibay ng panahon at the fact na kahit point guard nila kasing tangkad ko lang! Ang masaklap diyan yng bench nila ay...all stars! Isang magaling team within a team! Balita ko nga first week pinaguusapan na nila intrams! wuhoooo! anyway...mahirap pero kakayanin nmin toh!
at X'mas party...di ko pa lam ang mangyayari dito...basta alam ko may MagicXing!
Sa weekend nxt week, ay SHS fair! hahaha parang last year lang pero actually dis year lang! hahaha uhm sobrang gusto ko pumunta dun especially sa saturday! hahaaha magperperform yng clubs ni gec at fati! Syempre kasama sila! Pinapractice yta nila ng ilang araw yng performance. bongga! oh my...cotton candy! pero sad part dun sa SPOTLIGHT di ako makakapunta...nagapply ako for LYC tapos nagkataon na sa weekend ng fair ng SHS gaganapin. Medyo na-shock ako dun, lalo na yng pinakita yng papel na tinanggap nila ako! Nalulungkot lang tlaga ako...sana nga macancel yng LYC ...bad seph, bad!
girl 2: Oh girl you gotta lose some pounds 'cuz he's coming in two weeks?
girl 1: In two weeks?!
After two weeks...
girl 1: I lost 20 pounds in two weeks!
girl 2: In two weeks?! Amazing!!
In two weeks, x'mas break na!
hmmmmm... ok this day may pasok, bukas wala! hahaha meron rin ytang kaming pupuntahan di ko pa alam kng tuloy sa shangri-la raw... Tapos sa friday, may soiree yta sa St. Scho?!!? hmmmm...
Ang daming ek-ek! Pero ok lang...sa sobrang alis ko sa bahay last week nagkasakit ako yng nakaraang weekend...hahaha! Di yta ako naligo ng tatlong araw...joke lang! tawa nman kayo diyan!
Tapos Fair, actually di considered ng namin mga high school ito na fair ng students kasi parents ang nagorganize...kaya medyo malungkot, para lang family day na grande! Yng mga panggabi na programs hmmm kasama rin yng battle of the bands sa umaga ay gawa ng SACB! Meron pala tlgang Dalandan Soda na band sabi ni Fati, hahaha the sax, di ko matanggal sa isip ko na may sax sila! Medyo buy-now-pay-me-later ang ginagawa ng SACB sa tix ng concert...hahaha tama lang dahil taghirap!
Nxt week, intrams! Hahaha may semis at kasama kami sa dalawang sports: volleyball at basketball!
Volleyball, panginoon raw team namin wlang makatalo! hahaha sabi ni jian pero naniniwala ako, have faith sabi nga. Magaling spiker namin, si sistah L.A. at kasama niya sila jian, didik, kris, magaling sila at kasama si di at kris sa volleyball champs 2C last year!
Basketball. Mahirap ang kalaban, section D! hahaha starting five nila mga dalawa former varsities at mag iba mga pinagtibay ng panahon at the fact na kahit point guard nila kasing tangkad ko lang! Ang masaklap diyan yng bench nila ay...all stars! Isang magaling team within a team! Balita ko nga first week pinaguusapan na nila intrams! wuhoooo! anyway...mahirap pero kakayanin nmin toh!
at X'mas party...di ko pa lam ang mangyayari dito...basta alam ko may MagicXing!
Sa weekend nxt week, ay SHS fair! hahaha parang last year lang pero actually dis year lang! hahaha uhm sobrang gusto ko pumunta dun especially sa saturday! hahaaha magperperform yng clubs ni gec at fati! Syempre kasama sila! Pinapractice yta nila ng ilang araw yng performance. bongga! oh my...cotton candy! pero sad part dun sa SPOTLIGHT di ako makakapunta...nagapply ako for LYC tapos nagkataon na sa weekend ng fair ng SHS gaganapin. Medyo na-shock ako dun, lalo na yng pinakita yng papel na tinanggap nila ako! Nalulungkot lang tlaga ako...sana nga macancel yng LYC ...bad seph, bad!
Monday, December 05, 2005
isang pagbibigaypugay sa atletang Pilipino
Mga gabi di ka makatulog, sa kakaintindi...
Mga araw na sumasakit ang iyong katawan, kailangan magpractice para makamit ang ginto...
Lumalakas ang tibok ng puso, sa harap mo lang mga kapwang Pilipino sinisigaw ang iyong pangalan...
Mga paltos sa kamay, mga pasa sa katawan na kanina lang ginamot...
Ilang gallon ng pawis iyong binuhos, matapos mo lang ang race...
Bola...bola...bola, di ka nagsawa sa araw-araw na ginawa ng diyos bola palagi ang iyong katabi...
Kahit lumitaw ka sa isang commercial, na ang ganda raw ng buhok mo o nakapartner mo si sarah, di mo nakalimot mag hi sa iyong fans...
Kahit kulang sa pondo, diyan ka pa rin sa gym, nagpapractice, sira-sira man ang mga equipments...
Ilang laway na tumalsik galing sa iyong coach, pinapagalitan ka para ikaw ay maging magaling...
Naramdaman mo kung gaano katamis ang mga halik ng iyong minamahal bago ka tumungo sa stadium...
Ilang araw ka rin nawala sa paaralan...ilang test din ang iyong di nakuha mapalakas lang ang sarili...
Luha tumutulo sa iyong mga mata, di makapinawala sa nakikita...
Kinabahan, di alam ang mangyayari...
Nagdasal kay Jesus, Budhha, Rizal, Bro. Eli Soriano, Bro. Mike Velarde, Bathala, Allah, Muhammad, Aslan, Zoroatismo, Bonifacio at kung sino sino pa...
Nakita mo rin yta si GMA, ang liit niya...
Mga kasamahan, nagkamit ng medalya...
Ating bandila, sumasagisag...
Kaw ay nalasing sa ubod ng saya sa nakamit na medalya, mapa ginto, tanso, gawa man sa recto o copper man yan...
Kahit ikaw rin ay natalo, taas noo mo pinaghirapan at pinaglaban ang galing ng Pilipino...
Diyos ko po... ang dami niyong pinagdaan, di ko nga masulat lahat pero ito na, panghuli na ito...
Maraming Salamat sa inyong lahat, mga atletang Pilipino!
Mga araw na sumasakit ang iyong katawan, kailangan magpractice para makamit ang ginto...
Lumalakas ang tibok ng puso, sa harap mo lang mga kapwang Pilipino sinisigaw ang iyong pangalan...
Mga paltos sa kamay, mga pasa sa katawan na kanina lang ginamot...
Ilang gallon ng pawis iyong binuhos, matapos mo lang ang race...
Bola...bola...bola, di ka nagsawa sa araw-araw na ginawa ng diyos bola palagi ang iyong katabi...
Kahit lumitaw ka sa isang commercial, na ang ganda raw ng buhok mo o nakapartner mo si sarah, di mo nakalimot mag hi sa iyong fans...
Kahit kulang sa pondo, diyan ka pa rin sa gym, nagpapractice, sira-sira man ang mga equipments...
Ilang laway na tumalsik galing sa iyong coach, pinapagalitan ka para ikaw ay maging magaling...
Naramdaman mo kung gaano katamis ang mga halik ng iyong minamahal bago ka tumungo sa stadium...
Ilang araw ka rin nawala sa paaralan...ilang test din ang iyong di nakuha mapalakas lang ang sarili...
Luha tumutulo sa iyong mga mata, di makapinawala sa nakikita...
Kinabahan, di alam ang mangyayari...
Nagdasal kay Jesus, Budhha, Rizal, Bro. Eli Soriano, Bro. Mike Velarde, Bathala, Allah, Muhammad, Aslan, Zoroatismo, Bonifacio at kung sino sino pa...
Nakita mo rin yta si GMA, ang liit niya...
Mga kasamahan, nagkamit ng medalya...
Ating bandila, sumasagisag...
Kaw ay nalasing sa ubod ng saya sa nakamit na medalya, mapa ginto, tanso, gawa man sa recto o copper man yan...
Kahit ikaw rin ay natalo, taas noo mo pinaghirapan at pinaglaban ang galing ng Pilipino...
Diyos ko po... ang dami niyong pinagdaan, di ko nga masulat lahat pero ito na, panghuli na ito...
Maraming Salamat sa inyong lahat, mga atletang Pilipino!
Sunday, December 04, 2005
sa bubong ni mang tomas
the odds of seeing you again
i waited for the opportuniy to see you again. But when the opportunity came, concidentally another thing came. senseless...
He was lying on his bed, listening to 90.7 love radio, when he decided to call someone.
RINGGGG
"Thank god you answered! I miss you, and you, especially you! oh god... i'm afraid of losing you! Why should this happen... inevitable it seems... i refuse to believe! oh shit... please my dear friend don't hang-up on me! Everyday, what a lucky fool i am... delusions, daydreams and my ultimate desire to be with you are always in my head!"
He felt a lump on his throat. His eyes about to burst with tears.
"Someday i may laugh at these things i said... my frustrations, my young love for you... but someday is not important!"
"oh god... call me a softy right now...shit i'm crying just thinking about you," he truthfully said.
"i miss you friend, please don't leave me here! i've been selfish! Sometimes i question my feelings for you! shit feelings doesn't last long! they're temporary! oh... maybe its too late!"
He cried. Such a loser.
"i won't regret anything...i took my chances and here i am talking to you," he said. "Pouring everything, my soul...maybe you forgot everthing...you...you...sorry."
"How pathetic of me...i'm a creature driven by vanity...your beauty...oh i miss you, i love you," he said.
an akward silence followed next after he said what he felt for his friend.
"Hello, ser... uhm mcdonalds delivery po 'to," the voice from the other line embarrassingly said. "May i take your order?"
i waited for the opportuniy to see you again. But when the opportunity came, concidentally another thing came. senseless...
He was lying on his bed, listening to 90.7 love radio, when he decided to call someone.
RINGGGG
"Thank god you answered! I miss you, and you, especially you! oh god... i'm afraid of losing you! Why should this happen... inevitable it seems... i refuse to believe! oh shit... please my dear friend don't hang-up on me! Everyday, what a lucky fool i am... delusions, daydreams and my ultimate desire to be with you are always in my head!"
He felt a lump on his throat. His eyes about to burst with tears.
"Someday i may laugh at these things i said... my frustrations, my young love for you... but someday is not important!"
"oh god... call me a softy right now...shit i'm crying just thinking about you," he truthfully said.
"i miss you friend, please don't leave me here! i've been selfish! Sometimes i question my feelings for you! shit feelings doesn't last long! they're temporary! oh... maybe its too late!"
He cried. Such a loser.
"i won't regret anything...i took my chances and here i am talking to you," he said. "Pouring everything, my soul...maybe you forgot everthing...you...you...sorry."
"How pathetic of me...i'm a creature driven by vanity...your beauty...oh i miss you, i love you," he said.
an akward silence followed next after he said what he felt for his friend.
"Hello, ser... uhm mcdonalds delivery po 'to," the voice from the other line embarrassingly said. "May i take your order?"
Saturday, December 03, 2005
"Sisa Mistreet"
Yesterday was a dream...
Pumunta ang 3G sa Bilibid and it was an unforgettable experience! Yng nagperform yng choir nila tapos ang kanta pa nila "Ibong may layang lumipad..." halos maiyak-iyak na ako!
My partner was Kuya Robert and his crime was robbery. Sabi nya sa akin nasama lang siya sa barakda. Nagiinuman sila tapos sumakay sila ng jeep, biglang nagdeclare ng hold-up yng mga kabarkada niya. Sabi ni Kuya robert kung alam niya lang na gagawin ng kabarkada niya yng paghold-up hindi na siya sumama at pipigilan niya pa. At ang masakit pa diyan nakawala na yng mga ibang kabarkada niya tapos siya nabubulok sa selda!
Maraming problema sa Bilibid wala silang mga damit mas lalo na si kuya robert, isa lang yng pants niya! Pagkain ay isa pa at mga sabon!
May isang moment na talgang nakakalungkot tungkol kay Kuya Robert...walang bumibisita sa kanya. At kapag nagsusulat siya sa kanyang magulang sa Cebu (tga Cebu siya dinala siya sa manila) walang nagrereply sa kanya! Kinalimutan siya ng kanyang magulang! Sad... :(
Pag-uwi namin soundtrip kasama si niki at ang e-heads! Yng mga cover songs... haha gusto ko yng kay Rico J Puno! Ang Huling El Bimbo... karaoke style!
Mahirap ang buhay...mas lalo na sa Bilibid!
Yesterday was a dream...
Soiree with St. Paul Pasig... like ko yng venue, late dumating yng pagkain! Hmmm halatang-halata na yng nakabrown sa soiree ang crush ng mga guys! haha jaime yng pangalan niya! Lalala hahaha! Anyway masaya nman enjoyed the soiree with my girl buddies na nakilala ko dun... hahaha gurlash talk!
Hmmm mas na-enjoy ko itong soiree kaysa sa AC... hahahaha!
Pumunta ang 3G sa Bilibid and it was an unforgettable experience! Yng nagperform yng choir nila tapos ang kanta pa nila "Ibong may layang lumipad..." halos maiyak-iyak na ako!
My partner was Kuya Robert and his crime was robbery. Sabi nya sa akin nasama lang siya sa barakda. Nagiinuman sila tapos sumakay sila ng jeep, biglang nagdeclare ng hold-up yng mga kabarkada niya. Sabi ni Kuya robert kung alam niya lang na gagawin ng kabarkada niya yng paghold-up hindi na siya sumama at pipigilan niya pa. At ang masakit pa diyan nakawala na yng mga ibang kabarkada niya tapos siya nabubulok sa selda!
Maraming problema sa Bilibid wala silang mga damit mas lalo na si kuya robert, isa lang yng pants niya! Pagkain ay isa pa at mga sabon!
May isang moment na talgang nakakalungkot tungkol kay Kuya Robert...walang bumibisita sa kanya. At kapag nagsusulat siya sa kanyang magulang sa Cebu (tga Cebu siya dinala siya sa manila) walang nagrereply sa kanya! Kinalimutan siya ng kanyang magulang! Sad... :(
Pag-uwi namin soundtrip kasama si niki at ang e-heads! Yng mga cover songs... haha gusto ko yng kay Rico J Puno! Ang Huling El Bimbo... karaoke style!
Mahirap ang buhay...mas lalo na sa Bilibid!
Yesterday was a dream...
Soiree with St. Paul Pasig... like ko yng venue, late dumating yng pagkain! Hmmm halatang-halata na yng nakabrown sa soiree ang crush ng mga guys! haha jaime yng pangalan niya! Lalala hahaha! Anyway masaya nman enjoyed the soiree with my girl buddies na nakilala ko dun... hahaha gurlash talk!
Hmmm mas na-enjoy ko itong soiree kaysa sa AC... hahahaha!
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
soccer...!
Kahapon sa Marikina, nanood ulit kami ng women's football team at olats ang RP! Tambak, ang score 5-1! Nakakademoralizing kasi 5 mins plang sa game nakagoal na agad ang Vietnam Rose!
Kasama ko sila quico, jarryd, dino, at yng kaibigan ni dino na atenista...muntik ko na makalimutan si Canlas na pinagnanasaan yng 23 ng RP!
Maganda yng nakuha naming seats sa East side. Before west side kami kasi raw VIP... medyo reap off kasi mas maganda ang view sa East Side! Hapet ang crowd! Wuhooo!
Same songs played: Pinoy Ako and Noypi! Napakapatriotic naman!
Its all goood!
Kasama ko sila quico, jarryd, dino, at yng kaibigan ni dino na atenista...muntik ko na makalimutan si Canlas na pinagnanasaan yng 23 ng RP!
Maganda yng nakuha naming seats sa East side. Before west side kami kasi raw VIP... medyo reap off kasi mas maganda ang view sa East Side! Hapet ang crowd! Wuhooo!
Same songs played: Pinoy Ako and Noypi! Napakapatriotic naman!
Its all goood!
Sunday, November 27, 2005
soccer!
"Di ko naman sinisiraan yang panget na yan!" - itchyworms
May family event kahapon kaya di ako nakapunta sa LYC briefing... :(
anyway nanood din kami ni Quico sa Marikina Sports Complex!!! Hahaha soccer chix rules!!!! Hahahaha! Yeah! Ang saya! Grabe first time ko lang manood! SEA Games!!! Panalo RP women's football team! 2 - 0 yng score! Mukhang di mga babae yng mga tga Indonesia! Babad sa araw kasi! Hahahaha! Anyway grabe ang crowd! Tama nga ang hula namin ni Quico na sasayaw ng PINOY AKO! GRABE!!! Napaka patriotic namin!!! Yeah! RP Team! Let's GO!!!
May family event kahapon kaya di ako nakapunta sa LYC briefing... :(
anyway nanood din kami ni Quico sa Marikina Sports Complex!!! Hahaha soccer chix rules!!!! Hahahaha! Yeah! Ang saya! Grabe first time ko lang manood! SEA Games!!! Panalo RP women's football team! 2 - 0 yng score! Mukhang di mga babae yng mga tga Indonesia! Babad sa araw kasi! Hahahaha! Anyway grabe ang crowd! Tama nga ang hula namin ni Quico na sasayaw ng PINOY AKO! GRABE!!! Napaka patriotic namin!!! Yeah! RP Team! Let's GO!!!
Saturday, November 26, 2005
Tip ni Paulo and other Poveda fair ek-ek
"It's not the face, or the size of her boobs... its the character she shows (or something like that)" - paulo alvarez (kuya niya *blockbuster noon sa poveda)
*blockbuster - daming kasamang girls i mean literal, crush maybe, di specifically gwapo bsta may charisma!
So cheesy but i like it...hahahaha!
Yesteday, we were in St. Pedro Poveda College (formerly known as Poveda Learning Center) because of the fair! Yeah, i felt like a virgin because it was my first time to go to a Poveda fair... hahaha ang babaw ko! Anyway itong kaibigan ko may niretong classmate namin sa isang kaibigan niyang povedan. Oh how sweet naman... ang sarap magreto kasi for a brief moment you feel like you're God...uhm God of Love maybe! Hahaha well I hope its successful!
Mahirap tlga pumunta sa fair kapag walang pera! Cguro for me, mas worse pa sa worscester sauce ang walang pera sa walang kilala... hahaha nagmukha nmang akong pera! Ha! May feeling pa nga ako na: "Oh shit, maybe i'm wasting my money here..." Pero ahem...nakatikim na uli ako ng COTTON CANDY!!!! hehehe lahat ng fair na mapuntahan ko i'll eat cotton candy!
Bigla akong napaisip... yung mga tipong "what if..."
What if ang mga lalake nagkaroon ng mammary glands ? Hmmmmmmmmm... personally i don't desire booooooooobs! yeah...promise! Kapag kumakain ako ng chicken ayoko ng chicken breast. Pero try to imagine biglaan nagkaroon ang mga lalake! Cguro totally obsessed sila tapos kung anu-ano ang gagawin nila... tapos magsasawa sila. Most men like them pero sabi nga sa isang artik... sobrang fascinated ang mga lalake dahil wala silang ganun! Hay... speaking of breasts, nakita ko si louie! oh my! grabe... great respect for that guy! as in sobra!
I realized something... umiikot ang mundo sa Ortigas! Go figure!
Moments... A senior povedan begging for money, using all her charm and beauty to beg... I saw a Little Red Riding Hood, Alice of Wonderland and Peter Pan, yeah hahaha himala dun sila sa fair! Nice costume! hahah nakakatawa nman mga grade school na mga lasalista tumatakbo sa campus ng poveda para di mahuli ng mga povedans. Nyahahha we bought a rose flower for someone so our friend can give it to her... 10 peso for BBQ! Yeah pwede na! Medyo cheap pero sulit! Ngyon lang ako nakakita noon sa isang fair! Kahit sa school walang ganiyan! Naabutan ko lang yung 15 pesos may BBQ ka na and rice plus GRAVY!!! (favorite sabaw ng mga lasalista)
*blockbuster - daming kasamang girls i mean literal, crush maybe, di specifically gwapo bsta may charisma!
So cheesy but i like it...hahahaha!
Yesteday, we were in St. Pedro Poveda College (formerly known as Poveda Learning Center) because of the fair! Yeah, i felt like a virgin because it was my first time to go to a Poveda fair... hahaha ang babaw ko! Anyway itong kaibigan ko may niretong classmate namin sa isang kaibigan niyang povedan. Oh how sweet naman... ang sarap magreto kasi for a brief moment you feel like you're God...uhm God of Love maybe! Hahaha well I hope its successful!
Mahirap tlga pumunta sa fair kapag walang pera! Cguro for me, mas worse pa sa worscester sauce ang walang pera sa walang kilala... hahaha nagmukha nmang akong pera! Ha! May feeling pa nga ako na: "Oh shit, maybe i'm wasting my money here..." Pero ahem...nakatikim na uli ako ng COTTON CANDY!!!! hehehe lahat ng fair na mapuntahan ko i'll eat cotton candy!
Bigla akong napaisip... yung mga tipong "what if..."
What if ang mga lalake nagkaroon ng mammary glands ? Hmmmmmmmmm... personally i don't desire booooooooobs! yeah...promise! Kapag kumakain ako ng chicken ayoko ng chicken breast. Pero try to imagine biglaan nagkaroon ang mga lalake! Cguro totally obsessed sila tapos kung anu-ano ang gagawin nila... tapos magsasawa sila. Most men like them pero sabi nga sa isang artik... sobrang fascinated ang mga lalake dahil wala silang ganun! Hay... speaking of breasts, nakita ko si louie! oh my! grabe... great respect for that guy! as in sobra!
I realized something... umiikot ang mundo sa Ortigas! Go figure!
Moments... A senior povedan begging for money, using all her charm and beauty to beg... I saw a Little Red Riding Hood, Alice of Wonderland and Peter Pan, yeah hahaha himala dun sila sa fair! Nice costume! hahah nakakatawa nman mga grade school na mga lasalista tumatakbo sa campus ng poveda para di mahuli ng mga povedans. Nyahahha we bought a rose flower for someone so our friend can give it to her... 10 peso for BBQ! Yeah pwede na! Medyo cheap pero sulit! Ngyon lang ako nakakita noon sa isang fair! Kahit sa school walang ganiyan! Naabutan ko lang yung 15 pesos may BBQ ka na and rice plus GRAVY!!! (favorite sabaw ng mga lasalista)
Friday, November 25, 2005
intrams! part i
"You teoxon, guard number 8," said Ferdinand. "Okay team man-to-man!"
BUZZZZZZ
"1-2-3! G-LINER!!!!"
The score was 40 to 20, and we were on the losing side. After 5 minutes we were defeated.
Ferdinand was furious, so he poured all his anger and frustration to Judge. Not a pretty sight so i left the scene....
After 20 minutes...Redemption! Do or die! Arel spoke about being cool and having fun...and it made me realize I should enjoy the game...just laugh, don't get frustated, be cool...and it made me hyper!
"You cabagay! You! and You," Ferdinand pointed out the starting five. "You too teoxon."
Jumpball... Cramps! Kirby got injured (his from the opposing team) and we're so lucky because his unstoppable when he's driving down the paint.
Cool. The game resumed. We got the lead. But their shooters rained down some jumpers. We recovered. I got 4 points because of fastbreaks. I didn't care about points just winning and having fun.
Finally, we got a lead. To ice it the game, i passed an assist to aaron and he shot it from the three point line! Hahahahaha! I felt great because my hustle didn't fail my team.
BUZZZZZ
Redemption! Baby!
"What time is it?!" Nikki shouted.
"It's DOTA time!" I answered back. "DOTA! DOTA! DOTA!"
Redemption!
To be continued... kasi may semi-finals pa!
BUZZZZZZ
"1-2-3! G-LINER!!!!"
The score was 40 to 20, and we were on the losing side. After 5 minutes we were defeated.
Ferdinand was furious, so he poured all his anger and frustration to Judge. Not a pretty sight so i left the scene....
After 20 minutes...Redemption! Do or die! Arel spoke about being cool and having fun...and it made me realize I should enjoy the game...just laugh, don't get frustated, be cool...and it made me hyper!
"You cabagay! You! and You," Ferdinand pointed out the starting five. "You too teoxon."
Jumpball... Cramps! Kirby got injured (his from the opposing team) and we're so lucky because his unstoppable when he's driving down the paint.
Cool. The game resumed. We got the lead. But their shooters rained down some jumpers. We recovered. I got 4 points because of fastbreaks. I didn't care about points just winning and having fun.
Finally, we got a lead. To ice it the game, i passed an assist to aaron and he shot it from the three point line! Hahahahaha! I felt great because my hustle didn't fail my team.
BUZZZZZ
Redemption! Baby!
"What time is it?!" Nikki shouted.
"It's DOTA time!" I answered back. "DOTA! DOTA! DOTA!"
Redemption!
To be continued... kasi may semi-finals pa!
Thursday, November 24, 2005
To Whom It May Concern
To whom it may concern
Probably i am now cruising in a vast sea of faces when you're reading this. I hope you're fine and having a great time in your studies (even if its hard...hahaha college life ayt!). Sorry for being such a blabber...hahaha can't control myself... Uhm this is not a love letter... Haha! Maybe a written psychoanalysis (defined by my teacher) Haha! Hey tell me naman some stories...(this is the part when it becomes taglish) Any new romance? Napaka eager beaver ko tlga! Mahilig ako sa showbiz chika kasi! Tama nga lola (may she rest in peace) ko kapag pa-cup ang tenga mahilig sa tsismis! Facing any hardships? I'm right here to listen! (medyo cheesy). Talaga! walang biro...dito lang ako sa bahay! BUM! hehehe...
i know... i just know it won't end like this...hahaha...damn sick and tired... My purpose is to invite you for a cup of tea! Hahaha... just joking...
I'll end it here... my time is up...
your lovely and adorable dog,
Mr. Kitty Van Luger
P.S. If we ever see each other again...pls. bring a jar of jellybean 'cuz i'll be bringing a cup of tea
Probably i am now cruising in a vast sea of faces when you're reading this. I hope you're fine and having a great time in your studies (even if its hard...hahaha college life ayt!). Sorry for being such a blabber...hahaha can't control myself... Uhm this is not a love letter... Haha! Maybe a written psychoanalysis (defined by my teacher) Haha! Hey tell me naman some stories...(this is the part when it becomes taglish) Any new romance? Napaka eager beaver ko tlga! Mahilig ako sa showbiz chika kasi! Tama nga lola (may she rest in peace) ko kapag pa-cup ang tenga mahilig sa tsismis! Facing any hardships? I'm right here to listen! (medyo cheesy). Talaga! walang biro...dito lang ako sa bahay! BUM! hehehe...
i know... i just know it won't end like this...hahaha...damn sick and tired... My purpose is to invite you for a cup of tea! Hahaha... just joking...
I'll end it here... my time is up...
your lovely and adorable dog,
Mr. Kitty Van Luger
P.S. If we ever see each other again...pls. bring a jar of jellybean 'cuz i'll be bringing a cup of tea
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Memories!
Memories! Sobrang saya ng search-in retreat last weekend! Hahaha walang tulugan, inuman ng extrajoss, mga alumni na nagyoyosi, mga ballpen(yng mga retreatants ang gumamit...sakit!), mga candles, mga dance moves: The Dolphin, The Squid, The Anton, Turtle Dance, etc.!!!! Grabe! Hahahhaa hay nako! Tandaan ko pa itong pic na ito! Sa labas ng school! Yeah posing with the Basketball Champs! Syempre with the lovely muses on Gino's shirt!
Call Center ng bayan! Hahahaha! With Joaquin Phoenix (yung nakaupo), si Mr. Piano, at si Joseph the Dreamer! hahahhahah! Search-In!!!! Hahahahha medyo mahirap din yung pinagdaanan ng retreatants!!! Napagalitan pa kami ng isang alumni dahil ang takaw namin! Hahahah grabe!!!! Salamat kay Chino for the pics!!!! Ang landi ko raw sa isang pic sabi ni... =) wahahaha!
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Drunken Misery!
Boys falling in love? Infatuations? Crushes? It's all here in ARABY!!!
Kung gusto niyo malaman kung paano gumana ang utak ng isang lalake... hahahaha!
Araby by James Joyce
NORTH RICHMOND STREET being blind, was a quiet street except at the hour when the Christian Brothers' School set the boys free. An uninhabited house of two storeys stood at the blind end, detached from its neighbours in a square ground The other houses of the street, conscious of decent lives within them, gazed at one another with brown imperturbable faces
The former tenant of our house, a priest, had died in the back drawing-room. Air, musty from having been long enclosed, hung in all the rooms, and the waste room behind the kitchen was littered with old useless papers. Among these I found a few paper-covered books, the pages of which were curled and damp: The Abbot, by Walter Scott, The Devout Communnicant and The Memoirs of Vidocq. I liked the last best because its leaves were yellow. The wild garden behind the house contained a central apple-tree and a few straggling bushes under one of which I found the late tenant's rusty bicycle-pump. He had been a very charitable priest; in his will he had left all his money to institutions and the furniture of his house to his sister.
When the short days of winter came dusk fell before we had well eaten our dinners. When we met in the street the houses had grown sombre. The space of sky above us was the colour of ever-changing violet and towards it the lamps of the street lifted their feeble lanterns. The cold air stung us and we played till our bodies glowed. Our shouts echoed in the silent street. The career of our play brought us through the dark muddy lanes behind the houses where we ran the gauntlet of the rough tribes from the cottages, to the back doors of the dark dripping gardens where odours arose from the ashpits, to the dark odorous stables where a coachman smoothed and combed the horse or shook music from the buckled harness. When we returned to the street light from the kitchen windows had filled the areas. If my uncle was seen turning the corner we hid in the shadow until we had seen him safely housed. Or if Mangan's sister came out on the doorstep to call her brother in to his tea we watched her from our shadow peer up and down the street. We waited to see whether she would remain or go in and, if she remained, we left our shadow and walked up to Mangan's steps resignedly. She was waiting for us, her figure defined by the light from the half-opened door. Her brother always teased her before he obeyed and I stood by the railings looking at her. Her dress swung as she moved her body and the soft rope of her hair tossed from side to side.
Every morning I lay on the floor in the front parlour watching her door. The blind was pulled down to within an inch of the sash so that I could not be seen. When she came out on the doorstep my heart leaped. I ran to the hall, seized my books and followed her. I kept her brown figure always in my eye and, when we came near the point at which our ways diverged, I quickened my pace and passed her. This happened morning after morning. I had never spoken to her, except for a few casual words, and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
Her image accompanied me even in places the most hostile to romance. On Saturday evenings when my aunt went marketing I had to go to carry some of the parcels. We walked through the flaring streets, jostled by drunken men and bargaining women, amid the curses of labourers, the shrill litanies of shop-boys who stood on guard by the barrels of pigs' cheeks, the nasal chanting of street-singers, who sang a come-all-you about O'Donovan Rossa, or a ballad about the troubles in our native land. These noises converged in a single sensation of life for me: I imagined that I bore my chalice safely through a throng of foes. Her name sprang to my lips at moments in strange prayers and praises which I myself did not understand. My eyes were often full of tears (I could not tell why) and at times a flood from my heart seemed to pour itself out into my bosom. I thought little of the future. I did not know whether I would ever speak to her or not or, if I spoke to her, how I could tell her of my confused adoration. But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires.
One evening I went into the back drawing-room in which the priest had died. It was a dark rainy evening and there was no sound in the house. Through one of the broken panes I heard the rain impinge upon the earth, the fine incessant needles of water playing in the sodden beds. Some distant lamp or lighted window gleamed below me. I was thankful that I could see so little. All my senses seemed to desire to veil themselves and, feeling that I was about to slip from them, I pressed the palms of my hands together until they trembled, murmuring: "O love! O love!" many times.
At last she spoke to me. When she addressed the first words to me I was so confused that I did not know what to answer. She asked me was I going to Araby. I forgot whether I answered yes or no. It would be a splendid bazaar, she said she would love to go.
"And why can't you?" I asked.
While she spoke she turned a silver bracelet round and round her wrist. She could not go, she said, because there would be a retreat that week in her convent. Her brother and two other boys were fighting for their caps and I was alone at the railings. She held one of the spikes, bowing her head towards me. The light from the lamp opposite our door caught the white curve of her neck, lit up her hair that rested there and, falling, lit up the hand upon the railing. It fell over one side of her dress and caught the white border of a petticoat, just visible as she stood at ease.
"It's well for you," she said.
"If I go," I said, "I will bring you something."
What innumerable follies laid waste my waking and sleeping thoughts after that evening! I wished to annihilate the tedious intervening days. I chafed against the work of school. At night in my bedroom and by day in the classroom her image came between me and the page I strove to read. The syllables of the word Araby were called to me through the silence in which my soul luxuriated and cast an Eastern enchantment over me. I asked for leave to go to the bazaar on Saturday night. My aunt was surprised and hoped it was not some Freemason affair. I answered few questions in class. I watched my master's face pass from amiability to sternness; he hoped I was not beginning to idle. I could not call my wandering thoughts together. I had hardly any patience with the serious work of life which, now that it stood between me and my desire, seemed to me child's play, ugly monotonous child's play.
On Saturday morning I reminded my uncle that I wished to go to the bazaar in the evening. He was fussing at the hallstand, looking for the hat-brush, and answered me curtly:
"Yes, boy, I know."
As he was in the hall I could not go into the front parlour and lie at the window. I left the house in bad humour and walked slowly towards the school. The air was pitilessly raw and already my heart misgave me.
When I came home to dinner my uncle had not yet been home. Still it was early. I sat staring at the clock for some time and. when its ticking began to irritate me, I left the room. I mounted the staircase and gained the upper part of the house. The high cold empty gloomy rooms liberated me and I went from room to room singing. From the front window I saw my companions playing below in the street. Their cries reached me weakened and indistinct and, leaning my forehead against the cool glass, I looked over at the dark house where she lived. I may have stood there for an hour, seeing nothing but the brown-clad figure cast by my imagination, touched discreetly by the lamplight at the curved neck, at the hand upon the railings and at the border below the dress.
When I came downstairs again I found Mrs. Mercer sitting at the fire. She was an old garrulous woman, a pawnbroker's widow, who collected used stamps for some pious purpose. I had to endure the gossip of the tea-table. The meal was prolonged beyond an hour and still my uncle did not come. Mrs. Mercer stood up to go: she was sorry she couldn't wait any longer, but it was after eight o'clock and she did not like to be out late as the night air was bad for her. When she had gone I began to walk up and down the room, clenching my fists. My aunt said:
"I'm afraid you may put off your bazaar for this night of Our Lord."
At nine o'clock I heard my uncle's latchkey in the halldoor. I heard him talking to himself and heard the hallstand rocking when it had received the weight of his overcoat. I could interpret these signs. When he was midway through his dinner I asked him to give me the money to go to the bazaar. He had forgotten.
"The people are in bed and after their first sleep now," he said.
I did not smile. My aunt said to him energetically:
"Can't you give him the money and let him go? You've kept him late enough as it is."
My uncle said he was very sorry he had forgotten. He said he believed in the old saying: "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy." He asked me where I was going and, when I had told him a second time he asked me did I know The Arab's Farewell to his Steed. When I left the kitchen he was about to recite the opening lines of the piece to my aunt.
I held a florin tightly in my hand as I strode down Buckingham Street towards the station. The sight of the streets thronged with buyers and glaring with gas recalled to me the purpose of my journey. I took my seat in a third-class carriage of a deserted train. After an intolerable delay the train moved out of the station slowly. It crept onward among ruinous house and over the twinkling river. At Westland Row Station a crowd of people pressed to the carriage doors; but the porters moved them back, saying that it was a special train for the bazaar. I remained alone in the bare carriage. In a few minutes the train drew up beside an improvised wooden platform. I passed out on to the road and saw by the lighted dial of a clock that it was ten minutes to ten. In front of me was a large building which displayed the magical name.
I could not find any sixpenny entrance and, fearing that the bazaar would be closed, I passed in quickly through a turnstile, handing a shilling to a weary-looking man. I found myself in a big hall girdled at half its height by a gallery. Nearly all the stalls were closed and the greater part of the hall was in darkness. I recognised a silence like that which pervades a church after a service. I walked into the centre of the bazaar timidly. A few people were gathered about the stalls which were still open. Before a curtain, over which the words Cafe Chantant were written in coloured lamps, two men were counting money on a salver. I listened to the fall of the coins.
Remembering with difficulty why I had come I went over to one of the stalls and examined porcelain vases and flowered tea- sets. At the door of the stall a young lady was talking and laughing with two young gentlemen. I remarked their English accents and listened vaguely to their conversation.
"O, I never said such a thing!"
"O, but you did!"
"O, but I didn't!"
"Didn't she say that?"
"Yes. I heard her."
"0, there's a ... fib!"
Observing me the young lady came over and asked me did I wish to buy anything. The tone of her voice was not encouraging; she seemed to have spoken to me out of a sense of duty. I looked humbly at the great jars that stood like eastern guards at either side of the dark entrance to the stall and murmured:
"No, thank you."
The young lady changed the position of one of the vases and went back to the two young men. They began to talk of the same subject. Once or twice the young lady glanced at me over her shoulder.
I lingered before her stall, though I knew my stay was useless, to make my interest in her wares seem the more real. Then I turned away slowly and walked down the middle of the bazaar. I allowed the two pennies to fall against the sixpence in my pocket. I heard a voice call from one end of the gallery that the light was out. The upper part of the hall was now completely dark.
Gazing up into the darkness I saw myself as a creature driven and derided by vanity; and my eyes burned with anguish and anger.
Kung gusto niyo malaman kung paano gumana ang utak ng isang lalake... hahahaha!
Araby by James Joyce
NORTH RICHMOND STREET being blind, was a quiet street except at the hour when the Christian Brothers' School set the boys free. An uninhabited house of two storeys stood at the blind end, detached from its neighbours in a square ground The other houses of the street, conscious of decent lives within them, gazed at one another with brown imperturbable faces
The former tenant of our house, a priest, had died in the back drawing-room. Air, musty from having been long enclosed, hung in all the rooms, and the waste room behind the kitchen was littered with old useless papers. Among these I found a few paper-covered books, the pages of which were curled and damp: The Abbot, by Walter Scott, The Devout Communnicant and The Memoirs of Vidocq. I liked the last best because its leaves were yellow. The wild garden behind the house contained a central apple-tree and a few straggling bushes under one of which I found the late tenant's rusty bicycle-pump. He had been a very charitable priest; in his will he had left all his money to institutions and the furniture of his house to his sister.
When the short days of winter came dusk fell before we had well eaten our dinners. When we met in the street the houses had grown sombre. The space of sky above us was the colour of ever-changing violet and towards it the lamps of the street lifted their feeble lanterns. The cold air stung us and we played till our bodies glowed. Our shouts echoed in the silent street. The career of our play brought us through the dark muddy lanes behind the houses where we ran the gauntlet of the rough tribes from the cottages, to the back doors of the dark dripping gardens where odours arose from the ashpits, to the dark odorous stables where a coachman smoothed and combed the horse or shook music from the buckled harness. When we returned to the street light from the kitchen windows had filled the areas. If my uncle was seen turning the corner we hid in the shadow until we had seen him safely housed. Or if Mangan's sister came out on the doorstep to call her brother in to his tea we watched her from our shadow peer up and down the street. We waited to see whether she would remain or go in and, if she remained, we left our shadow and walked up to Mangan's steps resignedly. She was waiting for us, her figure defined by the light from the half-opened door. Her brother always teased her before he obeyed and I stood by the railings looking at her. Her dress swung as she moved her body and the soft rope of her hair tossed from side to side.
Every morning I lay on the floor in the front parlour watching her door. The blind was pulled down to within an inch of the sash so that I could not be seen. When she came out on the doorstep my heart leaped. I ran to the hall, seized my books and followed her. I kept her brown figure always in my eye and, when we came near the point at which our ways diverged, I quickened my pace and passed her. This happened morning after morning. I had never spoken to her, except for a few casual words, and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
Her image accompanied me even in places the most hostile to romance. On Saturday evenings when my aunt went marketing I had to go to carry some of the parcels. We walked through the flaring streets, jostled by drunken men and bargaining women, amid the curses of labourers, the shrill litanies of shop-boys who stood on guard by the barrels of pigs' cheeks, the nasal chanting of street-singers, who sang a come-all-you about O'Donovan Rossa, or a ballad about the troubles in our native land. These noises converged in a single sensation of life for me: I imagined that I bore my chalice safely through a throng of foes. Her name sprang to my lips at moments in strange prayers and praises which I myself did not understand. My eyes were often full of tears (I could not tell why) and at times a flood from my heart seemed to pour itself out into my bosom. I thought little of the future. I did not know whether I would ever speak to her or not or, if I spoke to her, how I could tell her of my confused adoration. But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires.
One evening I went into the back drawing-room in which the priest had died. It was a dark rainy evening and there was no sound in the house. Through one of the broken panes I heard the rain impinge upon the earth, the fine incessant needles of water playing in the sodden beds. Some distant lamp or lighted window gleamed below me. I was thankful that I could see so little. All my senses seemed to desire to veil themselves and, feeling that I was about to slip from them, I pressed the palms of my hands together until they trembled, murmuring: "O love! O love!" many times.
At last she spoke to me. When she addressed the first words to me I was so confused that I did not know what to answer. She asked me was I going to Araby. I forgot whether I answered yes or no. It would be a splendid bazaar, she said she would love to go.
"And why can't you?" I asked.
While she spoke she turned a silver bracelet round and round her wrist. She could not go, she said, because there would be a retreat that week in her convent. Her brother and two other boys were fighting for their caps and I was alone at the railings. She held one of the spikes, bowing her head towards me. The light from the lamp opposite our door caught the white curve of her neck, lit up her hair that rested there and, falling, lit up the hand upon the railing. It fell over one side of her dress and caught the white border of a petticoat, just visible as she stood at ease.
"It's well for you," she said.
"If I go," I said, "I will bring you something."
What innumerable follies laid waste my waking and sleeping thoughts after that evening! I wished to annihilate the tedious intervening days. I chafed against the work of school. At night in my bedroom and by day in the classroom her image came between me and the page I strove to read. The syllables of the word Araby were called to me through the silence in which my soul luxuriated and cast an Eastern enchantment over me. I asked for leave to go to the bazaar on Saturday night. My aunt was surprised and hoped it was not some Freemason affair. I answered few questions in class. I watched my master's face pass from amiability to sternness; he hoped I was not beginning to idle. I could not call my wandering thoughts together. I had hardly any patience with the serious work of life which, now that it stood between me and my desire, seemed to me child's play, ugly monotonous child's play.
On Saturday morning I reminded my uncle that I wished to go to the bazaar in the evening. He was fussing at the hallstand, looking for the hat-brush, and answered me curtly:
"Yes, boy, I know."
As he was in the hall I could not go into the front parlour and lie at the window. I left the house in bad humour and walked slowly towards the school. The air was pitilessly raw and already my heart misgave me.
When I came home to dinner my uncle had not yet been home. Still it was early. I sat staring at the clock for some time and. when its ticking began to irritate me, I left the room. I mounted the staircase and gained the upper part of the house. The high cold empty gloomy rooms liberated me and I went from room to room singing. From the front window I saw my companions playing below in the street. Their cries reached me weakened and indistinct and, leaning my forehead against the cool glass, I looked over at the dark house where she lived. I may have stood there for an hour, seeing nothing but the brown-clad figure cast by my imagination, touched discreetly by the lamplight at the curved neck, at the hand upon the railings and at the border below the dress.
When I came downstairs again I found Mrs. Mercer sitting at the fire. She was an old garrulous woman, a pawnbroker's widow, who collected used stamps for some pious purpose. I had to endure the gossip of the tea-table. The meal was prolonged beyond an hour and still my uncle did not come. Mrs. Mercer stood up to go: she was sorry she couldn't wait any longer, but it was after eight o'clock and she did not like to be out late as the night air was bad for her. When she had gone I began to walk up and down the room, clenching my fists. My aunt said:
"I'm afraid you may put off your bazaar for this night of Our Lord."
At nine o'clock I heard my uncle's latchkey in the halldoor. I heard him talking to himself and heard the hallstand rocking when it had received the weight of his overcoat. I could interpret these signs. When he was midway through his dinner I asked him to give me the money to go to the bazaar. He had forgotten.
"The people are in bed and after their first sleep now," he said.
I did not smile. My aunt said to him energetically:
"Can't you give him the money and let him go? You've kept him late enough as it is."
My uncle said he was very sorry he had forgotten. He said he believed in the old saying: "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy." He asked me where I was going and, when I had told him a second time he asked me did I know The Arab's Farewell to his Steed. When I left the kitchen he was about to recite the opening lines of the piece to my aunt.
I held a florin tightly in my hand as I strode down Buckingham Street towards the station. The sight of the streets thronged with buyers and glaring with gas recalled to me the purpose of my journey. I took my seat in a third-class carriage of a deserted train. After an intolerable delay the train moved out of the station slowly. It crept onward among ruinous house and over the twinkling river. At Westland Row Station a crowd of people pressed to the carriage doors; but the porters moved them back, saying that it was a special train for the bazaar. I remained alone in the bare carriage. In a few minutes the train drew up beside an improvised wooden platform. I passed out on to the road and saw by the lighted dial of a clock that it was ten minutes to ten. In front of me was a large building which displayed the magical name.
I could not find any sixpenny entrance and, fearing that the bazaar would be closed, I passed in quickly through a turnstile, handing a shilling to a weary-looking man. I found myself in a big hall girdled at half its height by a gallery. Nearly all the stalls were closed and the greater part of the hall was in darkness. I recognised a silence like that which pervades a church after a service. I walked into the centre of the bazaar timidly. A few people were gathered about the stalls which were still open. Before a curtain, over which the words Cafe Chantant were written in coloured lamps, two men were counting money on a salver. I listened to the fall of the coins.
Remembering with difficulty why I had come I went over to one of the stalls and examined porcelain vases and flowered tea- sets. At the door of the stall a young lady was talking and laughing with two young gentlemen. I remarked their English accents and listened vaguely to their conversation.
"O, I never said such a thing!"
"O, but you did!"
"O, but I didn't!"
"Didn't she say that?"
"Yes. I heard her."
"0, there's a ... fib!"
Observing me the young lady came over and asked me did I wish to buy anything. The tone of her voice was not encouraging; she seemed to have spoken to me out of a sense of duty. I looked humbly at the great jars that stood like eastern guards at either side of the dark entrance to the stall and murmured:
"No, thank you."
The young lady changed the position of one of the vases and went back to the two young men. They began to talk of the same subject. Once or twice the young lady glanced at me over her shoulder.
I lingered before her stall, though I knew my stay was useless, to make my interest in her wares seem the more real. Then I turned away slowly and walked down the middle of the bazaar. I allowed the two pennies to fall against the sixpence in my pocket. I heard a voice call from one end of the gallery that the light was out. The upper part of the hall was now completely dark.
Gazing up into the darkness I saw myself as a creature driven and derided by vanity; and my eyes burned with anguish and anger.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Saint Peter's Fish
"Anong pangalan mo?" tanong ni gameshow host.
"'Long' po," sagot ni contest habang pinakita ang nametag.
"Ahhh Long?," sabi ni gameshow host, "as in mahaba?"
Tawanan ang audience pero sapilitan.
"opo."
"Di mo ba kamaganak si Long Mejia?" Tanong ni gameshow host, "magkamukha kayo.."
Tawanan ang audience
"di naman po..."
"Bakit Long?" napakakulit na tinanong ni gameshow host.
"Dahil po pangalan ko po ay Balong..."
"Ahhh...Balong?! Kaya palayaw mo ay Long"
"Balong nga po.." sagot ni contestant, " 'Long' for short."
-kinuwento ni jeff sa akin... Hahaha Long for short..
"'Long' po," sagot ni contest habang pinakita ang nametag.
"Ahhh Long?," sabi ni gameshow host, "as in mahaba?"
Tawanan ang audience pero sapilitan.
"opo."
"Di mo ba kamaganak si Long Mejia?" Tanong ni gameshow host, "magkamukha kayo.."
Tawanan ang audience
"di naman po..."
"Bakit Long?" napakakulit na tinanong ni gameshow host.
"Dahil po pangalan ko po ay Balong..."
"Ahhh...Balong?! Kaya palayaw mo ay Long"
"Balong nga po.." sagot ni contestant, " 'Long' for short."
-kinuwento ni jeff sa akin... Hahaha Long for short..
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
cheating death: maybe not this time eddie...maybe not this time
he's dead...massive heart failure...bugbog sarado ang puso...eddie guerrero...Viva La Rasa
Monday, November 14, 2005
"Sa Ilalim ng Guadalupe Bridge" part II
The picture that launched fake friendster accounts!Mr. Miguel (famous for his baritone rendition of SDR, a favorite of the lower years)
and Mrs. Marie Santos (my class adviser)
Kukulangin yta ang boy bawang ni mister kapag hinalo niya sa malapot na champorado na gawa ni missis!
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Mystic blues
Mystic blues
mystic blues... while walking in farmers, i saw a beauty! No, she's not a girl and definitely not a boy but a mystic blue (actually black and blue) butterfly!
"Mystic blues"
She was sitting there on the couch, she ignored everyone on the dance floor. She came with a friend. This was the first time her friend attended a party but there she was dancing on floor, hyper because of Hed Kahndi, house music. She preferred hip-hop. Dazed and slightly drunk (maybe tipsy), she stared at the TV across her. It was on. Milan was the title of the movie being shown.
"Piolo Pascual, damn he's hot, " she smiled after all she went through.
She reached out for her cell phone from her purse, which was beside her. She wanted to call someone, anybody. She looked at her cell phone. There was a message. "Maybe that f*cking text mate of mine...," she smirked. When she opened the message, she was disappointed. It was just a SMART promo.
"I was hoping for someone...," she sighed. She called her driver to pick her up from the party.
She dressed up for the night to impress guys(this night she regretted it). She wore a black tube with spaghetti straps and a denim short skirt. Definitely a head-turner, she loved the way those guys stare at her. One incident from a different party, one guy actually jaw-dropped when he saw her passed-by. Nothing can compare to her beauty. Every party she attended, she's the center of desire. Guys would go gaga over her while she would just make-out with the hottest of them.
Toying her cell phone, she stared at the restroom where she came from. She wished she didn't go to this hellhole organized by a barkada from an all boys school located in Ortigas. "Anytime now...anytime now," she whispered.
Flirting, kissing guys and getting drunk was all her plans for the night (maybe a boy or two may get her number especially if they're hot) but this night was different, her plans didn't go well. The latter part was the only plan she achieved.
Earlier that night, a guy invited her to dance. Damn he's confident to ask me for a dance, she thought. All the guys were staring at her and tried to talk to her but this guy had the guts. She accepted the guy's invite. The guy, who's name was Magnum (which he whispered to her while their dancing), was hot, and sexy. He had dark almond shaped-eyes, and a well worked-out body. She smelled cigarette on his clothes and alcohol on his breath. He had this soft manly whisper and a very romantic character (or so she thought).
While they're dancing, Magnum looked straight to her eyes. She felt something. Was it love? Was it just an infatuation? Was it something naughty or nice? She quivered.
"I really like you...," he whispered. She heard it clear even if the music was loud.
"I like you too...," she whispered back but she was uncertain of her answer, because she was tipsy and was caught in the moment.
Magnum started kissing her while they're dancing. She submitted easily and kissed back passionately. Then he whispered something to her that made her back away from him and ruined the moment.
"Hell no...I’m not that drunk and that easy," she said.
Magnum's pride was bruised. It was maybe his first time a girl rejected him. He took it personally. Unfortunately, Magnum was a transparent guy. She saw immediately through his face that he was upset.
She ran towards the restroom leaving Magnum. She closed the door but didn't lock it. The restroom was filled with opened bottles, some broken and some they made them their ashtray. The music was loud, the DJ was playing "Ever After" (many people requested that song, maybe 10 times already that night and its pretty annoying). "What the f*ck was he thinking," she thought. "I'm not that kind of girl he's thinking..." She freshened up herself by washing her face. She stared at the mirror, make-up ruined. "Or am I?"
Flawless to the point of being godly, Yet I fell hard for your imperfections.
The door opened, it was Magnum. He locked it immediately. How could she be stupid not to lock the door.
You made me believe in love, and not the perfect kind.
"What are you doing?" She screamed, "I’m no ***** of yours!"
Emotions, volcanic eruptions, We both still care, so we're still alive.
"Hey, I just want to ***** you up!" Magnum sheepishly grinned.
You are my twisted sunshine.
The guy named Magnum turned from a gentleman to a maniac. He grabbed her by the shoulders, kissing her aggressively. He lifted her up, banged her back on to the door. She resisted him. She kicked and punched him. But he was strong, he pinned her legs and arms but she managed to free a hand.
"Get off me!" she begged.
The music was getting louder. Cuz life is a pleasure with you by my side,
"I know you like me,” he continued to kiss her, "this won't hurt."
You are my twisted sunshine.. You are my twisted sunshine.
"You son of a ******! Help!!!" she screamed.
And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride.
She punched him with her free arm but Magnum didn't felt a thing. "Oh god...oh god..." she murmured almost submitting to Magnum but with her free arm she touched a bottle, broken it was, by the water basin. Out of instinct, she grabbed it and stabbed the jagged edges towards the muscular neck of Magnum. A blood curling scream, almost primal came out from him. Nobody heard it. She felt Magnum's tight grip loosened. Her head throbbing from all the strength she used.
I still believe in ever after with you.
And then darkness. She felt like she's in a vacuum, lights and sounds were sucked. Black was all she saw. Silence was all she heard. Then reality came back. She heard loud music again. Crimson red was the color she saw everywhere. All she remembered was she never felt this before, for the first time in her life she felt no remorse and no mercy for someone.
She came out from the restroom. She went to get a drink, a flavored vodka(her favorite), like nothing happened. Her friend greeted her. She ignored her and sat on the couch alone.
"Anytime from now...," she whispered to herself. Trying to remember what happened earlier made her head hurt.
A girl went to the restroom. The girl opened the door, and turned on the lights. She was stunned for a second. She screamed, a blood curling scream. Everybody heard it.
Still toying with her cell phone without flinching, she heard the scream. She sat on the couch, while all the people stopped what they're doing and went to the restroom trying to know what the commotion is. Guys gasped, girls screamed. "Someone calls the ambulance," one guy ordered.
The girl who saw what was inside the restroom ran away from the scene. The girl cried and was shaking like a leaf while her friends comforted her.
"Maybe," she smiled, "it's her first time...I’ve seen it already"
She got all her things and stood. She went outside the house. Guys were smoking. She just smiled at them.
"How's Mystic Blues?" one not-so-good-looking-guy asked her.
"The party? I had better!" She wanted to say it but instead -
"Unforgettable," was her answer.
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mystic blues... while walking in farmers, i saw a beauty! No, she's not a girl and definitely not a boy but a mystic blue (actually black and blue) butterfly!
"Mystic blues"
She was sitting there on the couch, she ignored everyone on the dance floor. She came with a friend. This was the first time her friend attended a party but there she was dancing on floor, hyper because of Hed Kahndi, house music. She preferred hip-hop. Dazed and slightly drunk (maybe tipsy), she stared at the TV across her. It was on. Milan was the title of the movie being shown.
"Piolo Pascual, damn he's hot, " she smiled after all she went through.
She reached out for her cell phone from her purse, which was beside her. She wanted to call someone, anybody. She looked at her cell phone. There was a message. "Maybe that f*cking text mate of mine...," she smirked. When she opened the message, she was disappointed. It was just a SMART promo.
"I was hoping for someone...," she sighed. She called her driver to pick her up from the party.
She dressed up for the night to impress guys(this night she regretted it). She wore a black tube with spaghetti straps and a denim short skirt. Definitely a head-turner, she loved the way those guys stare at her. One incident from a different party, one guy actually jaw-dropped when he saw her passed-by. Nothing can compare to her beauty. Every party she attended, she's the center of desire. Guys would go gaga over her while she would just make-out with the hottest of them.
Toying her cell phone, she stared at the restroom where she came from. She wished she didn't go to this hellhole organized by a barkada from an all boys school located in Ortigas. "Anytime now...anytime now," she whispered.
Flirting, kissing guys and getting drunk was all her plans for the night (maybe a boy or two may get her number especially if they're hot) but this night was different, her plans didn't go well. The latter part was the only plan she achieved.
Earlier that night, a guy invited her to dance. Damn he's confident to ask me for a dance, she thought. All the guys were staring at her and tried to talk to her but this guy had the guts. She accepted the guy's invite. The guy, who's name was Magnum (which he whispered to her while their dancing), was hot, and sexy. He had dark almond shaped-eyes, and a well worked-out body. She smelled cigarette on his clothes and alcohol on his breath. He had this soft manly whisper and a very romantic character (or so she thought).
While they're dancing, Magnum looked straight to her eyes. She felt something. Was it love? Was it just an infatuation? Was it something naughty or nice? She quivered.
"I really like you...," he whispered. She heard it clear even if the music was loud.
"I like you too...," she whispered back but she was uncertain of her answer, because she was tipsy and was caught in the moment.
Magnum started kissing her while they're dancing. She submitted easily and kissed back passionately. Then he whispered something to her that made her back away from him and ruined the moment.
"Hell no...I’m not that drunk and that easy," she said.
Magnum's pride was bruised. It was maybe his first time a girl rejected him. He took it personally. Unfortunately, Magnum was a transparent guy. She saw immediately through his face that he was upset.
She ran towards the restroom leaving Magnum. She closed the door but didn't lock it. The restroom was filled with opened bottles, some broken and some they made them their ashtray. The music was loud, the DJ was playing "Ever After" (many people requested that song, maybe 10 times already that night and its pretty annoying). "What the f*ck was he thinking," she thought. "I'm not that kind of girl he's thinking..." She freshened up herself by washing her face. She stared at the mirror, make-up ruined. "Or am I?"
Flawless to the point of being godly, Yet I fell hard for your imperfections.
The door opened, it was Magnum. He locked it immediately. How could she be stupid not to lock the door.
You made me believe in love, and not the perfect kind.
"What are you doing?" She screamed, "I’m no ***** of yours!"
Emotions, volcanic eruptions, We both still care, so we're still alive.
"Hey, I just want to ***** you up!" Magnum sheepishly grinned.
You are my twisted sunshine.
The guy named Magnum turned from a gentleman to a maniac. He grabbed her by the shoulders, kissing her aggressively. He lifted her up, banged her back on to the door. She resisted him. She kicked and punched him. But he was strong, he pinned her legs and arms but she managed to free a hand.
"Get off me!" she begged.
The music was getting louder. Cuz life is a pleasure with you by my side,
"I know you like me,” he continued to kiss her, "this won't hurt."
You are my twisted sunshine.. You are my twisted sunshine.
"You son of a ******! Help!!!" she screamed.
And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride.
She punched him with her free arm but Magnum didn't felt a thing. "Oh god...oh god..." she murmured almost submitting to Magnum but with her free arm she touched a bottle, broken it was, by the water basin. Out of instinct, she grabbed it and stabbed the jagged edges towards the muscular neck of Magnum. A blood curling scream, almost primal came out from him. Nobody heard it. She felt Magnum's tight grip loosened. Her head throbbing from all the strength she used.
I still believe in ever after with you.
And then darkness. She felt like she's in a vacuum, lights and sounds were sucked. Black was all she saw. Silence was all she heard. Then reality came back. She heard loud music again. Crimson red was the color she saw everywhere. All she remembered was she never felt this before, for the first time in her life she felt no remorse and no mercy for someone.
She came out from the restroom. She went to get a drink, a flavored vodka(her favorite), like nothing happened. Her friend greeted her. She ignored her and sat on the couch alone.
"Anytime from now...," she whispered to herself. Trying to remember what happened earlier made her head hurt.
A girl went to the restroom. The girl opened the door, and turned on the lights. She was stunned for a second. She screamed, a blood curling scream. Everybody heard it.
Still toying with her cell phone without flinching, she heard the scream. She sat on the couch, while all the people stopped what they're doing and went to the restroom trying to know what the commotion is. Guys gasped, girls screamed. "Someone calls the ambulance," one guy ordered.
The girl who saw what was inside the restroom ran away from the scene. The girl cried and was shaking like a leaf while her friends comforted her.
"Maybe," she smiled, "it's her first time...I’ve seen it already"
She got all her things and stood. She went outside the house. Guys were smoking. She just smiled at them.
"How's Mystic Blues?" one not-so-good-looking-guy asked her.
"The party? I had better!" She wanted to say it but instead -
"Unforgettable," was her answer.
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Saturday, November 12, 2005
Interview with a Spice boy
seph: wala na tayong ginagawa...
seph: kaya nga...
seph: di bali...i'll interview you
seph: parang mali grammar mo ah?
seph: basta... arghhh...anyway highway -
seph: ang korny mo!
seph: look who's talking! sinong napahiya diyan sa soiree!
seph: weh! medyo na-trauma ako dun eh.. ayoko na tuloy humirit...wala namang sense of humor yun!
seph: hirit ka kasi ng hirit, wala sa timing!
seph: kaya nga ngyon li low muna ako... wahahahaha!
seph: umpisahan na natin ang interview!
seph: di ba interview na ito!!
seph: akala mo lang! maraming namamatay sa maling akala! umpisahan na!
seph: wait...may gusto lang ako ikwento sa iyo!
seph: tungkol saan? sa crush mo?
seph: hindi! tungkol sa panaginip ko! grabe weird!
seph: ok...shoot away!
seph: yung panaginip ko...nakastand-by lang ako cguro sa galle or sa..hmm basta tapos..
seph: tapos...
seph: tapos bigla akong nagyosi!
seph: ha!?
seph: detailed pa nga yung pag yosi ko... gumagawa pa nga ako ng circles pamagitan ng smoke...
seph: wahahahhaha! kaya mo ba ng stars or hearts!
seph: gago! hindi! parang ang smokey nung feeling...detailed masyado! Para nga nangyari! Of all the dreams kailangan may yosi!
seph: wahahahahaha
seph: tapos ang pinakaweird hindi yung sa dream pero pagkagising ko!
seph: ano nman yun?
seph: pagkagising ko... tinanong ko ang sarili... nagyosi ba ako...kala ko talaga nagyosi ako as in tinandaan ko pa yung nangyari kahapon...in that moment kala ko tlga nagyoyosi ako!
seph: baka nga nagyosi ka!
seph: hoy! hindi!
seph: bakit mo naman napanaginipan yun?
seph: cguro yung nangyari dis week... puro tungkol sa yosi..
seph: uhm, honestly gusto mo ba magyosi?
seph: ayoko...nakakamatay yun...i feel guilty...
seph: bakit nman? medyo ang arte mo ah...
seph: ksi alam ko nga nakakamatay yun eh...parang di ko pinipigilan magsmoke yung mga kaibigan or mahal sa buhay...
seph: hmmmm wala ka ytang paki sa kanila eh!
seph: hindi ganoon, tulad sa mom ko...she smokes...tapos prang wla akong ginagawa
seph: pabayaan mo na! sus...mabuti nga hindi drugs!!!!
seph: addict ako sa Tempra
seph: nyeh! ang pait kaya nun!
seph: yung syrup..wahahaha onga ang pait!
seph: anyway start na tayo..
seph: hmmm marunong ka mag BULLSHET?
seph: haha...oo...eto: BULLSHIT!!!
seph: mali! Dapat...BULLSHET! with capital E!!!
seph: nyehehehhe... ano yun!
seph: parang BLUFF...hay wala tayong cards...
seph: ah ganun... do you miss someone?
seph: paang ang bilis ng shift ng topic ah!
seph: Yes or no?
seph: yes, syempre... mga kaibigan ko...
seph: bakit naman?
seph: medyo matagal na kasi... wahahahaha
seph: are you afraid na bigla lang sila mawala?
seph: oo, yun nga yung pinagdadasal ko tuwing gabi...
seph: pinagdadasal?
seph: special people...lahat naman special! pero yung mga talagang nag touch sa buhay ko..
seph: sino naman yung mga pinagdadasal mo?
seph: dis week meron isa di nman kami close, ka-batch ko at dati kong kaklase...
seph bakit mo sya pinagdadasal...boyfriend mo?
seph: may sakit na nga yung tao! kasi yun kapag nagkikita kami nagbabatian.. tapos nung bago magexam...
seph: ano?
seph: nagkasakit siya... hanggang ngyaon di pa rin bumabalik, balita nga nasa ICU...sobrang malala..
seph: oh my...pagdadasal ko siya...for his speedy recovery...
seph: marami pa ako na mimiss na tao...sana nga our friendship will last... (missing someone?)
seph: nyeh medyo ang cheesy ah!
seph: alam mo yung kantang: "Remember me..."
seph: narinig ko na sa radio
seph: remember me!!!!
seph: nyah! ang paingit ng boses mo! wahahaha
seph: ulol...
seph: what songs make you cringe?
seph: actually music video siya pwede na yung song...uhm yung banda ay JUANA
seph: what's with JUANA?
seph: kapag pinapakita yung lead singer nila...
seph: yung babae! yiheee crush?
seph: nyahahha hindi.. kais kapag naabutan ko yung video sa myx...gusto ko ilipat yung channel ksi may natatandaan ako pero di ko malipat... parang nag crcringe ako pero... ah ang labo
seph: ang labo mo!
seph: may natatandaan lan ako sa singer! ok?
seph: what ever! hahaha how's school?
seph: school! daming kailangan bayaran...
seph: hehehe intram dba?
seph: di lang intrams...baka nga sayang lang yung mga jersey...baka matalo kami...
seph: mukhang di naman kayo nagpapractice..
seph: onga, di na nga ako masyadong nagbabasketball, kaya medyo tumataba ako..
seph: anak ng ek-ek...
seph: haaaaay naku... wala ka tlgang magawa.... tapusin na nga natin toh..
seph: balita ko search-in ka?
seph: yup
seph: diba para sa losers yun!
seph: putcha! hindi! nakakainis nga eh kung ganoong ang isipan nila sa search in.. di lang nila alam ang pinagdaan ng mga inners....
seph: hahaha what do you think about the parties?
seph: ah yung mga parties...hahaha grabe ang mga parties sa lasalle...mga underground....organized ng mga different barkadas... hay nako...medyo sayang nga sa pera...mas gusto ko soirees..
seph: excited for the prom?
seph: may prom pala kami...onga ah...hahaha nakalimutan ko...di masyado...AH! Napanood mo ba yung PANDAY?
seph: di pa...
seph: ako rin...di ba nagsasawa ng mga pilipino niyan sa mga telefantasy...Tingnan mo yung KAMPANERANG KUBA!!! Wala na yta nanunood!
seph: ah si Imang... ahahaha nakakatawa kya yun dahil si luis manzano ay isang kargador...impossible!
seph: onga!
seph: ULAAAAAAN AT SINONG DI MAPAPASAYAW SA ULAAAAAAN!
seph: bakit? umuulan...?
seph: hahahha break muna...
seph: kaya ka kumanta? kala ko interview ko ito?
seph: masyado ka naman...
seph: heard about the news?
seph: yung mga pinatay ng mga carjacker?
seph: yah...pinapalaki lang ng media yun...minsan nakakainis ang media
seph: pero kailangan sila...nyahahha panoorin mo yung DAILY SHOW w/ john stewart!
seph: alam ko yun! nakakatawa kaya! Sana may ganiyan dito sa atin... di lang WAZZUP! WAZZUP!
seph: dapat may mga intelligent shows sa local pero funny!
seph: LUCKY LUCKY YOU'RE SO LUCKY!!!
seph: alam ko yan ah! FRANZ FERDINAND!
seph: hahahhahaha hay naku bored...
seph: alam mo gusto ko kumain ng chocolates...
seph: oh my tandaan ko tuloy...yung cheap crepes sa school..
seph: masarap ba?
seph: lasang local! nakakaumay sa tamis at chocolatey fun!
seph: grabe...gusto ko tlga ng chocolate...tapos mga candies!!!!
seph: tataba ka katulad ko!
seph: oh my gulay!
seph: yan ka na naman!
seph: Saan ka natatakot?
seph: hehehe tapos na yta ang break... Abandonment and betrayals...
seph: nyahahha talaga?
seph: natawa ka pa? eh kasi kung may biglaan kang kaibigang nawala...syempre...
seph: parang bang nakakamiss?
seph: onga eh may namimiss ako...
seph: or namimiss mo ang ginagawa nyo? di yung person?
seph: yang tanong na yan ay medyo mababaw na malalim...
seph: answer?
seph: malay ko!!!!!!
seph: sabaw ba?
seph: nyahahha ayoko na masyadong gamitin yang word na yan!
seph: mga lasalista yta ang nagumpisa ng SABAW!!
seph: sabaw - di malapot ang utak... puro sabaw walang laman!!
seph: ever said i love you?
seph: yeh sa mom ko...
seph: i mean...
seph: hindi!
seph: tapusin ko na nga ito
seph: tama ka...
seph: kaya nga...
seph: di bali...i'll interview you
seph: parang mali grammar mo ah?
seph: basta... arghhh...anyway highway -
seph: ang korny mo!
seph: look who's talking! sinong napahiya diyan sa soiree!
seph: weh! medyo na-trauma ako dun eh.. ayoko na tuloy humirit...wala namang sense of humor yun!
seph: hirit ka kasi ng hirit, wala sa timing!
seph: kaya nga ngyon li low muna ako... wahahahaha!
seph: umpisahan na natin ang interview!
seph: di ba interview na ito!!
seph: akala mo lang! maraming namamatay sa maling akala! umpisahan na!
seph: wait...may gusto lang ako ikwento sa iyo!
seph: tungkol saan? sa crush mo?
seph: hindi! tungkol sa panaginip ko! grabe weird!
seph: ok...shoot away!
seph: yung panaginip ko...nakastand-by lang ako cguro sa galle or sa..hmm basta tapos..
seph: tapos...
seph: tapos bigla akong nagyosi!
seph: ha!?
seph: detailed pa nga yung pag yosi ko... gumagawa pa nga ako ng circles pamagitan ng smoke...
seph: wahahahhaha! kaya mo ba ng stars or hearts!
seph: gago! hindi! parang ang smokey nung feeling...detailed masyado! Para nga nangyari! Of all the dreams kailangan may yosi!
seph: wahahahahaha
seph: tapos ang pinakaweird hindi yung sa dream pero pagkagising ko!
seph: ano nman yun?
seph: pagkagising ko... tinanong ko ang sarili... nagyosi ba ako...kala ko talaga nagyosi ako as in tinandaan ko pa yung nangyari kahapon...in that moment kala ko tlga nagyoyosi ako!
seph: baka nga nagyosi ka!
seph: hoy! hindi!
seph: bakit mo naman napanaginipan yun?
seph: cguro yung nangyari dis week... puro tungkol sa yosi..
seph: uhm, honestly gusto mo ba magyosi?
seph: ayoko...nakakamatay yun...i feel guilty...
seph: bakit nman? medyo ang arte mo ah...
seph: ksi alam ko nga nakakamatay yun eh...parang di ko pinipigilan magsmoke yung mga kaibigan or mahal sa buhay...
seph: hmmmm wala ka ytang paki sa kanila eh!
seph: hindi ganoon, tulad sa mom ko...she smokes...tapos prang wla akong ginagawa
seph: pabayaan mo na! sus...mabuti nga hindi drugs!!!!
seph: addict ako sa Tempra
seph: nyeh! ang pait kaya nun!
seph: yung syrup..wahahaha onga ang pait!
seph: anyway start na tayo..
seph: hmmm marunong ka mag BULLSHET?
seph: haha...oo...eto: BULLSHIT!!!
seph: mali! Dapat...BULLSHET! with capital E!!!
seph: nyehehehhe... ano yun!
seph: parang BLUFF...hay wala tayong cards...
seph: ah ganun... do you miss someone?
seph: paang ang bilis ng shift ng topic ah!
seph: Yes or no?
seph: yes, syempre... mga kaibigan ko...
seph: bakit naman?
seph: medyo matagal na kasi... wahahahaha
seph: are you afraid na bigla lang sila mawala?
seph: oo, yun nga yung pinagdadasal ko tuwing gabi...
seph: pinagdadasal?
seph: special people...lahat naman special! pero yung mga talagang nag touch sa buhay ko..
seph: sino naman yung mga pinagdadasal mo?
seph: dis week meron isa di nman kami close, ka-batch ko at dati kong kaklase...
seph bakit mo sya pinagdadasal...boyfriend mo?
seph: may sakit na nga yung tao! kasi yun kapag nagkikita kami nagbabatian.. tapos nung bago magexam...
seph: ano?
seph: nagkasakit siya... hanggang ngyaon di pa rin bumabalik, balita nga nasa ICU...sobrang malala..
seph: oh my...pagdadasal ko siya...for his speedy recovery...
seph: marami pa ako na mimiss na tao...sana nga our friendship will last... (missing someone?)
seph: nyeh medyo ang cheesy ah!
seph: alam mo yung kantang: "Remember me..."
seph: narinig ko na sa radio
seph: remember me!!!!
seph: nyah! ang paingit ng boses mo! wahahaha
seph: ulol...
seph: what songs make you cringe?
seph: actually music video siya pwede na yung song...uhm yung banda ay JUANA
seph: what's with JUANA?
seph: kapag pinapakita yung lead singer nila...
seph: yung babae! yiheee crush?
seph: nyahahha hindi.. kais kapag naabutan ko yung video sa myx...gusto ko ilipat yung channel ksi may natatandaan ako pero di ko malipat... parang nag crcringe ako pero... ah ang labo
seph: ang labo mo!
seph: may natatandaan lan ako sa singer! ok?
seph: what ever! hahaha how's school?
seph: school! daming kailangan bayaran...
seph: hehehe intram dba?
seph: di lang intrams...baka nga sayang lang yung mga jersey...baka matalo kami...
seph: mukhang di naman kayo nagpapractice..
seph: onga, di na nga ako masyadong nagbabasketball, kaya medyo tumataba ako..
seph: anak ng ek-ek...
seph: haaaaay naku... wala ka tlgang magawa.... tapusin na nga natin toh..
seph: balita ko search-in ka?
seph: yup
seph: diba para sa losers yun!
seph: putcha! hindi! nakakainis nga eh kung ganoong ang isipan nila sa search in.. di lang nila alam ang pinagdaan ng mga inners....
seph: hahaha what do you think about the parties?
seph: ah yung mga parties...hahaha grabe ang mga parties sa lasalle...mga underground....organized ng mga different barkadas... hay nako...medyo sayang nga sa pera...mas gusto ko soirees..
seph: excited for the prom?
seph: may prom pala kami...onga ah...hahaha nakalimutan ko...di masyado...AH! Napanood mo ba yung PANDAY?
seph: di pa...
seph: ako rin...di ba nagsasawa ng mga pilipino niyan sa mga telefantasy...Tingnan mo yung KAMPANERANG KUBA!!! Wala na yta nanunood!
seph: ah si Imang... ahahaha nakakatawa kya yun dahil si luis manzano ay isang kargador...impossible!
seph: onga!
seph: ULAAAAAAN AT SINONG DI MAPAPASAYAW SA ULAAAAAAN!
seph: bakit? umuulan...?
seph: hahahha break muna...
seph: kaya ka kumanta? kala ko interview ko ito?
seph: masyado ka naman...
seph: heard about the news?
seph: yung mga pinatay ng mga carjacker?
seph: yah...pinapalaki lang ng media yun...minsan nakakainis ang media
seph: pero kailangan sila...nyahahha panoorin mo yung DAILY SHOW w/ john stewart!
seph: alam ko yun! nakakatawa kaya! Sana may ganiyan dito sa atin... di lang WAZZUP! WAZZUP!
seph: dapat may mga intelligent shows sa local pero funny!
seph: LUCKY LUCKY YOU'RE SO LUCKY!!!
seph: alam ko yan ah! FRANZ FERDINAND!
seph: hahahhahaha hay naku bored...
seph: alam mo gusto ko kumain ng chocolates...
seph: oh my tandaan ko tuloy...yung cheap crepes sa school..
seph: masarap ba?
seph: lasang local! nakakaumay sa tamis at chocolatey fun!
seph: grabe...gusto ko tlga ng chocolate...tapos mga candies!!!!
seph: tataba ka katulad ko!
seph: oh my gulay!
seph: yan ka na naman!
seph: Saan ka natatakot?
seph: hehehe tapos na yta ang break... Abandonment and betrayals...
seph: nyahahha talaga?
seph: natawa ka pa? eh kasi kung may biglaan kang kaibigang nawala...syempre...
seph: parang bang nakakamiss?
seph: onga eh may namimiss ako...
seph: or namimiss mo ang ginagawa nyo? di yung person?
seph: yang tanong na yan ay medyo mababaw na malalim...
seph: answer?
seph: malay ko!!!!!!
seph: sabaw ba?
seph: nyahahha ayoko na masyadong gamitin yang word na yan!
seph: mga lasalista yta ang nagumpisa ng SABAW!!
seph: sabaw - di malapot ang utak... puro sabaw walang laman!!
seph: ever said i love you?
seph: yeh sa mom ko...
seph: i mean...
seph: oh...uhm no...kasi sabi nga: "young men's love lay not truly in hearts, but in their eyes..."
seph: what does that mean?
seph: di mo ba alam yun? kay shakespeare... its too early masyado pang maaga!
seph: oh...hahhaa ayaw mo magexperiment?
seph: ano ito droga!? or Science lab?! hahaha ayoko nga!
seph: may joke ako!
seph: ano?
seph: JOKE! JOKE! JOKE!
seph: WEEEEEEEH! Luma na yan!
seph: anak ng *******
seph: heheheh na-try mo na ba yung Dannylicious?
seph: hmmmm BBQ! YUP! Sikat yun around sa Katipunan area...
seph: sabi ng tito ko may bahay na raw sa Corinthians yung may-ari!
seph: naniniwala ka sa tito mo?seph: hindi!
seph: tapusin ko na nga ito
seph: tama ka...
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
So what's the matter...
+1
- H - hydrogen
- Li - lithium
- K - potassium
- Na - sodium
- Au(I) - gold
- Cu(I) - copper
- NH4 - ammonium
+2
- Zn - zinc
- Br - barium
- Ca - calcium
- Fe(II) - iron
- Cu(II) - copper
- Co(II) - cobalt
- Pb(II) - lead
- Sn(II) - tin
- Ni(II) - nickel
- Hg(II) - mercury
- Mg - magnesium
+3
- Al - aluminum
- Fe(III) - iron
- Co(III) - cobalt
- As(III) - arsenic
- Sb(III) - antimony
- Ni(III) - nickel
- Au(III) - gold
+4
- Pb(IV) - lead
- Sn(IV) - tin
+5
- As(V) - arsenic
- Sb(V) - antimony
-1
- Cl - chlorine
- Br - bromine
- I - iodine
- F - fluorine
- CN - cyanide
- OH - peroxide
- SCN - sulfocyanide
- CNO - cyanato
- NO3 - nitrate
- NO2 - nitrite
- CLO3 - chlorite
- CLO4 - perchlorate
- MnO4 - permanganate
- COOH - formate
- CH3COO - acetate
-2
- O - oxide
- O2 - peroxide
- S - sulfur
- SO3 - sulfite
- SO4 - sulfate
- CO3 - carbonate
- CrO4 - chromate
- Cr2O7 - dichromate
- C2O4 - oxadate
-3
- PO4
Wala akong masulat kaya yung pinamememoriza na lang ni Mr. Dino... ugh
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Monday, November 07, 2005
Comments
May nagbigay na ba sa inyo ng ganitong comment:
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Come and check it out when you get a time! :-)
Hahahhaa just a waste of time!
Well tapos na ang sembreak...excited...
While i'm blog hopping i saw your blog. Hey, you have a great blog here! I'm definitely going to bookmark you! I like it! I thought i'd tell you about this, I have a wonderful site here: Give us your money and we'll pay you after 300 hundred years and you'll have a promising job just sit in front of your computer and send us your money but wait there's more this is just a scam and actually this is a portal to an adult site and it will fill your computer with trojans and worms, well it pretty covers insurance of your money and wireless alarm system in the USA.
Come and check it out when you get a time! :-)
Hahahhaa just a waste of time!
Well tapos na ang sembreak...excited...
Sunday, November 06, 2005
Get Hitched?!
Crushes...
crush...
crushed ice...minumuya...kinakabahan...ang lapit nya na...di ko alam ang sasabihin..."hi!" nah masyadong common...uhm "ay alam mo..grabe..." walang rin...ayan na sya! Uhm! uh-huh! Konyo? Wag...Ano ba yung ginawa ng lalake sa Sprite commercial!! Nakita niya na ako! Oh my...pinagpapawisan na kamay ko...basta i'll stick with "hi"...shake hands or beso? Beso...ok naman smooth nman skin ko...pero oily ba...ugh...ano ba yan!!!!
"huy! anong minumunimuni mo?"...*tooot*...anak ng..."ah! ah-ah-ah-ah-bah-la-la-la"...dyan na pala siya kasama ang mga kaibigan niya..."huh? hahaha! Pwest alis muna kami...nice seeing you! Baka sa concert magkita uli tayo...ok bye!"...lumabas lang sa bibig ko..."hahaha! yah...cge..."
Boy Bawang! wahhahahahah! nakanaman the name! Catchy! Hahaha mukhang excited pa si Boy Bawang! Mukha siyang flask na nilagyan ng mata, kamay, at paa!
crush...
crushed ice...minumuya...kinakabahan...ang lapit nya na...di ko alam ang sasabihin..."hi!" nah masyadong common...uhm "ay alam mo..grabe..." walang rin...ayan na sya! Uhm! uh-huh! Konyo? Wag...Ano ba yung ginawa ng lalake sa Sprite commercial!! Nakita niya na ako! Oh my...pinagpapawisan na kamay ko...basta i'll stick with "hi"...shake hands or beso? Beso...ok naman smooth nman skin ko...pero oily ba...ugh...ano ba yan!!!!
"huy! anong minumunimuni mo?"...*tooot*...anak ng..."ah! ah-ah-ah-ah-bah-la-la-la"...dyan na pala siya kasama ang mga kaibigan niya..."huh? hahaha! Pwest alis muna kami...nice seeing you! Baka sa concert magkita uli tayo...ok bye!"...lumabas lang sa bibig ko..."hahaha! yah...cge..."
hmmm hahahaha that's not me... ako taga sulat ng kung ano ang nakita ko sa isang fair! wahahahah...tagal na rin yun...
Boy Bawang! wahhahahahah! nakanaman the name! Catchy! Hahaha mukhang excited pa si Boy Bawang! Mukha siyang flask na nilagyan ng mata, kamay, at paa!
Saturday, November 05, 2005
just a little green archer
Q: what happens if a green archer missed a shot?
A: everybody laughed and mocked the archer...
well...that's life!
Make the supreme sacrifice? Sorry tlga mga Brothers(yung nagpapatakbo ng LaSalle) proGMA ako...eh kung mismo sa loob ng DLSU may nangyayaring dayaan! well sa athletic side naman yan kaya i still(dapat lang)believe in the credibility of LaSalle schools everywhere! Sa USA nman may ganyan din...bet ko ginawa na ng maraming schools yan!
For the sake of winning a trophy made in Recto...
Kanina, bumalik pa ako sa LSGH, may construction na naman, tapos nagkita-kita kaming maggroupmates...in less that 20 minutes tapos na! wla kaming ginawa! Nag DOTA lang yung iba! Sayang lang pamasahe ko...
A: everybody laughed and mocked the archer...
well...that's life!
Make the supreme sacrifice? Sorry tlga mga Brothers(yung nagpapatakbo ng LaSalle) proGMA ako...eh kung mismo sa loob ng DLSU may nangyayaring dayaan! well sa athletic side naman yan kaya i still(dapat lang)believe in the credibility of LaSalle schools everywhere! Sa USA nman may ganyan din...bet ko ginawa na ng maraming schools yan!
For the sake of winning a trophy made in Recto...
Kanina, bumalik pa ako sa LSGH, may construction na naman, tapos nagkita-kita kaming maggroupmates...in less that 20 minutes tapos na! wla kaming ginawa! Nag DOTA lang yung iba! Sayang lang pamasahe ko...
Friday, November 04, 2005
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
isa
Katulog...
Bago matulog, iniisip kung aalis ba sa kawalan ang isipan...ngunit iisang bagay lang pala ang kahahatungan, isang bangungot nakadilat ang mga mata, di makahinga, umuusbong ang luha...isang pagtakas sa pagkainosente...isang pagtakas sa minamahal...isang pagtakas sa pinaniniwalaan...isang pagtakas sa katotohanan!
Kukurap pa ang butas kung saan nakatakas ang pagkakaibigan na di totoo? uulan nga bukas di naman matutuloy? Pagkalito sa tunay na nadaramdaman pilit ayaw tingnan, umiiyak. Iyak na napakababaw, di lang makita ang isa...sukduluan ng puot, halos ipagadasal ang isa sa mga imahen ni hesus at mga santo na nakapalibot para lang mapakita ang pinaniniwalaan na tunay na nadarama. Paano maipapakita? Sa taas lang ba kailangan ipamato ang nadarama? Di ba nakikinig ang diyos sa hangarin at mga dasal ng pagkaaruga sa isa? Mga lumalabas na bulong ng katotohanan; ang diyos, ang kwarto, at ang sarili lang ang nakakarinig...paano ang dapat makarinig? Na saan siya?
Binubulong ang pangalan ng isa...di nman niya naririnig...isa...isa...isa...isa...isa...isa...isa...pinikit ang pagod na isipan...itinabi lahat ng problema, itinabi lahat ng nadaramdaman...at nakatulog.
Yesterday
Yesterday was unforgettable. Yesterday was unbelievable. Yesterday...all soul's day...wild, funny, mind boggling...the cruel side of our family showed up... harharhar... hay nako hanggang kamatayan may kaaway...
To Jen
Kanina pa kita pinagmamasdan...
Galit sa katabi mo...di alam ang dahilan...
Kinuha ko lang yta ang eksenang toh sa isang kanta...
naging hit nga at sabi nila pang masa
ang saya...pero nangyari nga ito walang biro...
itaya ko pa ang natitira kong bente-singko...
Di kita malilimutan...swear!
Parang isang vase...handle with care!
Nyeh! Ganda ng mata mo, ang cheesy ng susunod na line..
Joke lang dahil ayoko ma fine
Leche! Bakit? nagsawa ka na yta sa akin!
Hay naku...gusto pa nman kita...wala lang...
oh wow...bow wow...siopao...uhaw...kain ka na ng lugaw!
To Jen part2
Haaaaaaay ang cute mo tlaga Jen kapag kinikiliti kita sa tiyan
Tuwang tuwa ka...napapadila ka pa sa sarap!
Kapag pumapatong ka sa akin...oh anong ligaya aking nadarama!
Tanda ko pa ng sabay tayo maligo, ayaw mo ako ang magpunas sa basa mong katawan...
Naghabulan pa tayo hubo't hubad...ewan ko ba't di ako nagsuot ng damit....
Ang dami na nating pinagdaan, una ayaw ka pa ni daddy at mommy...
pero ng pinaligaya mo sila ng sukdulan, kala ko aagawin ka na nila sa akin mas lalo na si daddy...
Oh Jen! Jen-Jen! Haaaay kinikilig mo ako! Sa mga litrato mo, aking tinititigan...paborito ko ng hinalikan kita sa ilong mo... wala lang... haaaaay ligaya!
Kapag di ako makatulog sa gabi, alam mo na at ika'y tatabi sa akin...
Hinahaplos ang iyong balahibo...gising sa umaga kaw pa rin ang katabi...
JEN! JEN! Ngayong ika'y nawawala sa akin...bakit?
Balita ko tumakas ka sa bakuran ng bahay...di naman ako nagkasala...
JEN!!! wag mo akong iwanan...aso kong mabalahibo...aso...my dog...
Bago matulog, iniisip kung aalis ba sa kawalan ang isipan...ngunit iisang bagay lang pala ang kahahatungan, isang bangungot nakadilat ang mga mata, di makahinga, umuusbong ang luha...isang pagtakas sa pagkainosente...isang pagtakas sa minamahal...isang pagtakas sa pinaniniwalaan...isang pagtakas sa katotohanan!
Kukurap pa ang butas kung saan nakatakas ang pagkakaibigan na di totoo? uulan nga bukas di naman matutuloy? Pagkalito sa tunay na nadaramdaman pilit ayaw tingnan, umiiyak. Iyak na napakababaw, di lang makita ang isa...sukduluan ng puot, halos ipagadasal ang isa sa mga imahen ni hesus at mga santo na nakapalibot para lang mapakita ang pinaniniwalaan na tunay na nadarama. Paano maipapakita? Sa taas lang ba kailangan ipamato ang nadarama? Di ba nakikinig ang diyos sa hangarin at mga dasal ng pagkaaruga sa isa? Mga lumalabas na bulong ng katotohanan; ang diyos, ang kwarto, at ang sarili lang ang nakakarinig...paano ang dapat makarinig? Na saan siya?
Binubulong ang pangalan ng isa...di nman niya naririnig...isa...isa...isa...isa...isa...isa...isa...pinikit ang pagod na isipan...itinabi lahat ng problema, itinabi lahat ng nadaramdaman...at nakatulog.
Yesterday
Yesterday was unforgettable. Yesterday was unbelievable. Yesterday...all soul's day...wild, funny, mind boggling...the cruel side of our family showed up... harharhar... hay nako hanggang kamatayan may kaaway...
To Jen
Kanina pa kita pinagmamasdan...
Galit sa katabi mo...di alam ang dahilan...
Kinuha ko lang yta ang eksenang toh sa isang kanta...
naging hit nga at sabi nila pang masa
ang saya...pero nangyari nga ito walang biro...
itaya ko pa ang natitira kong bente-singko...
Di kita malilimutan...swear!
Parang isang vase...handle with care!
Nyeh! Ganda ng mata mo, ang cheesy ng susunod na line..
Joke lang dahil ayoko ma fine
Leche! Bakit? nagsawa ka na yta sa akin!
Hay naku...gusto pa nman kita...wala lang...
oh wow...bow wow...siopao...uhaw...kain ka na ng lugaw!
To Jen part2
Haaaaaaay ang cute mo tlaga Jen kapag kinikiliti kita sa tiyan
Tuwang tuwa ka...napapadila ka pa sa sarap!
Kapag pumapatong ka sa akin...oh anong ligaya aking nadarama!
Tanda ko pa ng sabay tayo maligo, ayaw mo ako ang magpunas sa basa mong katawan...
Naghabulan pa tayo hubo't hubad...ewan ko ba't di ako nagsuot ng damit....
Ang dami na nating pinagdaan, una ayaw ka pa ni daddy at mommy...
pero ng pinaligaya mo sila ng sukdulan, kala ko aagawin ka na nila sa akin mas lalo na si daddy...
Oh Jen! Jen-Jen! Haaaay kinikilig mo ako! Sa mga litrato mo, aking tinititigan...paborito ko ng hinalikan kita sa ilong mo... wala lang... haaaaay ligaya!
Kapag di ako makatulog sa gabi, alam mo na at ika'y tatabi sa akin...
Hinahaplos ang iyong balahibo...gising sa umaga kaw pa rin ang katabi...
JEN! JEN! Ngayong ika'y nawawala sa akin...bakit?
Balita ko tumakas ka sa bakuran ng bahay...di naman ako nagkasala...
JEN!!! wag mo akong iwanan...aso kong mabalahibo...aso...my dog...
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
Ang Huling Pagtuhod ni Jon Jon (random thougths)
Cheesy, something that makes you cringe, is what i try to avoid...
Ang unang araw ng E-VAT! yes?! 10%! Kailangan magtiis... NO PAIN, NO GLORY!
Pagkagisng ko, ang sakit ng aking likod! Oh the pain...
I hate to be a party pooper but i think those damned tickets for LSGH parties should have a better purpose! Like a saucer, plate, napkin, hanky...
Prom dates... nah... di ako excited sa prom... tinanong sa akin kung sino prom date ko sabi ko: "ewan" :(
What is to be a konyo? What is it to be a gangsta? I don't know... i just don't know...
medyo excited ako sa HABAGAT issue... first time na may i-publish na sinulat ko... nyahahahha
Muntik muntikan na ako bumagsak sa chemistry... di kasi nagaral... dahil sa pag patrol sa canteen nakapasa ako!
Yan nga pala si Mr. Dino... chem teacher...oh yeah.. hahahhah goodbye! NOVEMBER 1!
Ang unang araw ng E-VAT! yes?! 10%! Kailangan magtiis... NO PAIN, NO GLORY!
Pagkagisng ko, ang sakit ng aking likod! Oh the pain...
I hate to be a party pooper but i think those damned tickets for LSGH parties should have a better purpose! Like a saucer, plate, napkin, hanky...
Prom dates... nah... di ako excited sa prom... tinanong sa akin kung sino prom date ko sabi ko: "ewan" :(
What is to be a konyo? What is it to be a gangsta? I don't know... i just don't know...
medyo excited ako sa HABAGAT issue... first time na may i-publish na sinulat ko... nyahahahha
Muntik muntikan na ako bumagsak sa chemistry... di kasi nagaral... dahil sa pag patrol sa canteen nakapasa ako!
Yan nga pala si Mr. Dino... chem teacher...oh yeah.. hahahhah goodbye! NOVEMBER 1!
Monday, October 31, 2005
Campus Horror
Para maging ala MGB Halloween special ang blog.... eh di magpost ng 80 pesos campus tidbits... pero mas nakakatakot ang totoong buhay....
malay ko kung totoo..
> > > ADAMSON UNIVERSITY
> > >
> > > A girl was by the sink washing her face when she
> > > looked in the mirror, and saw the drops of water on
> > > her face not as what they really are but as drop of
> > > blood. And at her back, there was a headless man in
> > > soldier's uniform.
> > >
> > > Every year, students would encounter various but
> > > similarly scary experiences in that toilet. According
> > > to my research, the St. Vincent de Paul building,
> > > where the toilet is, is the oldest building of
> > > Adamson University and was used as an execution
> > > station by the Japanese army during World War II.
> > > Rumor has it that countless number of heads had been
> > > chopped off in the toilet itself.
> > >
> > > - OSC Arnel B. Tablizo Jr.
> > >
> > > ATENEO DE MANILA UNIVERSITY
> > >
> > > Sacred Heart Novitiate: The story of the "stairs" is
> > > one that forces retreat-goers to go around in the
> > > "safety" of groups. Legend has it that late one night,
> > > a group of students went downstairs to go "exploring"
> > > after the others had gone to sleep. The frightening
> > > thing was that no matter how long they kept going down
> > > the flights of stairs from the 3rd floor dorm hall
> > > they occupied, they could not seem to find the ground
> > > floor landing. Even more sinister was that they kept
> > > passing the same eerie painting of
> > > Christ at each floor landing, over and over again.
> > >
> > > - OSC Catherine Candano
> > >
> > > COLLEGE OF SAINT BENILDE
> > > It happened few years ago in College of Saint
> > > Benilde. In an early morning class, a girl in black
> > > dress entered room M-409 where a class was ongoing.The
> > > class didn't mind the girl thinking that she was only
> > > sitting in. Suddenly, in the middle of the teacher's
> > > lecture, the girl stood up, walked towards the front
> > > wall and, to the awe of everyone, vanished. Until now
> > > that ghost story still scares students who take
> > > classes in the said room.
> > >
> > > - OSC Neptali Esguerra
> > >
> > > DE LA SALLE UNIVERSITY
> > >
> > > One day last February, even before the 7am classes
> > > started, a young Accounting sophomore decided to drop
> > > by the St. La Salle Chapel to say a quick prayer for
> > > her accounting exam. She reached the empty chapel,
> > > went to the very first pew, knelt down, and with eyes
> > > shut, began to pray. A few minutes later, she heard a
> > > shuffling sound and frantic footsteps. The student
> > > opened her eyes and saw a limping, pale-faced man
> > > reaching out towards her, his torn clothes covered in
> > > blood, a bayonet sticking in his chest and mouthing
> > > the words, "Help me..."
> > >
> > > -OSC Paolo Gamboa
> > >
> > > *DLSU Main building was used as a bomb shelter
> > > during World War II
> > >
> > > FEATI UNIVERSITY
> > >
> > > At 10 pm one night, one ROTC cadet was relieving
> > > himself in one of the comfort rooms at the third floor
> > > of the Paterno building when he unmistakably made out
> > > the figure of a woman dressed in white floating in the
> > > air. The vision made him scream in intense fright,
> > > catching the attention of his other companions. Upon
> > > their arrival, they witnessed the same lady hovering
> > > in the air. It was seven in the evening at another
> > > instance, when a janitor getting ready to go home
> > > noticed a mysterious lady enter one of the restrooms
> > > at the third floor. He followed the lady to warn her
> > > that the part of building was strictly prohibited. He
> > > entered the restroom and saw no one there. According
> > > to stories, the Paterno Building, which had existed
> > > even before t he eruption of World War II, was used
> > > as a garrison by the Japanese during the war.
> > >
> > > MINDANAO STATE UNIVERSITY
> > >
> > > When graduation time is near, the Princess Lawan Bae
> > > Hall (PLBH) dorm residents can usually hear footsteps
> > > along the hallway, though no one is there. The old
> > > janitress says they are seniors who committed suicide
> > > after finding out that they were pregnant. One
> > > restroom cubicle in the dorm has been closed since
> > > residents claim feeling unexplainable, eerie
> > > sensations when they use it. It is said that one of
> > > the students performed self-abortion and died inside
> > > that cubicle. It has been 8 years now but it remains
> > > closed.
> > >
> > > - OSC Ritchel Gabutin
> > >
> > > NUEVA ECIJA UNIVERSITY OF SCIENCE AND TECHNOLOGY
> > >
> > > A lovelorn spirit on our campus possessed a high
> > > school freshman girl a few months back. She would
> > > often see the "guy" standing near a Balete tree at the
> > > back of our campus' HS building. She
> > > would say that when Allen (the guy or spirit's name)
> > > enters her body he would tour her around the campus
> > > and tell her that she looks so much like his dead
> > > girlfriend. The girl now goes to a new school and
> > > words have it that Allen did not bother her anymore.
> > >
> > > -OSC Joyce Enriquez
> > >
> > > POLYTECHNIC UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES
> > >
> > > "She was once there and she never left," according
> > > to one housekeeper of PUP Jasmin hostel, reluctant to
> > > tell the exact room number of the so-called "haunted
> > > room." Residents of the hostel reveal that every time
> > > they pass by the corridor during late afternoon and
> > > early in the morning, they could hear murmurs and
> > > cries coming from the haunted room. Stories say that a
> > > female nursing board examinee committed suicide
> > > insidethe room. Many have had experiences seeing her
> > > walking in her nursing uniform at the middle of the
> > > night or appearing in bathroom mirrors-with blood on
> > > her face. She also loves to knock on the door and if
> > > one opens, he would find no one but sense an eerie
> > > feeling. Residents believe that once you open the
> > > door, she comes in the room, so they advise not to
> > > open the door.
> > >
> > > - OSC Jonizel Lagunzad
> > >
> > > ST. PAUL COLLEGE - Q.C.
> > >
> > > You will be shocked to know that there are no
> > > mirrors in some of the comfort rooms in the campus.
> > > It is for the reason that an anonymous lady appears
> > > in the mirror unexpectedly and really scares the
> > > students. It has been said that one student committed
> > > suicide in that comfort room.
> > >
> > > - OSC Christi Estepa
> > >
> > > ST. SCHOLASTICA'S COLLEGE
> > >
> > > A group of high school girls had a play in the
> > > Little Theater. They took shots of them and when the
> > > film was developed, a nun was with them during
> > > curtain call. The nun had no face, floating, tip-toed,
> > > and her hands were clasped a s though in prayer. Her
> > > hands were pointed downwards and her head was
> > > cracked as though she had been hanged!
> > >
> > > - OSC Anthea Lamigo
> > >
> > > TRINITY COLLEGE
> > >
> > > In one of their overnight press work, the section
> > > editor decided to take a rest and went out of the
> > > editorial board cubicle. Suddenly, he heard the
> > > tick-tack of the keyboards, as if someone was
> > > typing. Knowing that he was all alone, he decided to
> > > look if somebody was using the computer.
> > > To his surprise, he saw the name Jackie repeatedly
> > > typed on the screen. The keyboard continued to
> > > tick-tack until the screen was filled with the name
> > > Jackie. While the news editor was encoding his
> > > article, someone said "hello" to him.When he looked
> > > around, a pretty girl approached him and again
> > > whispered "hello." All of a sudden, the girl
> > > disappeared. Dian, our present culture editor, who
> > > has a third eye, said that she was able to talk to
> > > Jackie. Jackie later on revealed that her real name is
> > > Patricia.
> > > Jackie revealed that she's always around since she
> > > finds the office peaceful. She also claimed that our
> > > office was then a park with a well and benches.
> > > According to Dian, Patricia (or Jackie) is a Spanish
> > > looking lady, with fair complexion, stands 5'5" and
> > > looks like a doll.
> > >
> > > - OSC Meryl Pecache
> > >
> > > UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES - Los Banos
> > >
> > > Baker Hall: There was a group of guys who passed by
> > > Baker Hall and noticed that there was a party going
> > > on. Everybody was dressed like they were in the'80s
> > > era. They had such a great time that they wanted to
> > > invite their other friends along. So, out they went
> > > and when they came back, Baker Hall was as quiet and
> > > as dark as the night.
> > >
> > > - OSC Ria Henares
> > >
> > > UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES - DILIMAN
> > > Red Eyes Benitez Hall, which houses the College of
> > > Education, is considered the most haunted building in
> > > the campus (the oldest as well). It used to be one of
> > > the Japanese interrogation camps during World War II
> > > that's why many Filipino and American soldiers died
> > > there. One very rainy afternoon, a female instructor
> > > got stranded in front of the Education Building. As
> > > such, she begged the security guard to let her pass
> > > the night in the building.The guard agreed and locked
> > > her up in one of the classrooms. It was a restless
> > > night for the lady. She knew the ghost stories but
> > > refused to believe them. In the classroom was a door
> > > with a peeping hole. Curious at what was going on
> > > outside, she peeped an dsaw nothing but the color
> > > red. The next morning, she asked the security guard
> > > if the ghost stories are true. "Yes Ma'am, it is,"
> > > answered the man. "One of the ghosts sighted is in
> > > fact seen as dressed
> > > in white and with big RED EYES."
> > >
> > > - OSC Precious Cardenas
> > >
> > >
> > > UNIVERSITY OF SANTO TOMAS
> > >
> > > The weird and eerie experience happened two years
> > > ago when I was facilitating a retreat (Days with the
> > > Lord) in Don Bosco Technical College Mandaluyong. The
> > > session that night almost finished before midnight;
> > > my co-facilitators and I were heading off to our
> > > sleeping quarters when one of them told us that he
> > > was going to introduce someone and we asked, "Who?"
> > > He said meet "Puti," but I couldn't see anyone! He
> > > then asked me to raise my arms just in front of where
> > > I was and it suddenly felt freezing cold. I
> > > immediately ran to the sleeping quarters and left
> > > them. The following day, I learned that they were
> > > able to talk to "Puti," a young and playful kid who
> > > was shot in the middle of an encounter during the
> > > war. He continues to haunt the old Dona Cecilia
> > > corridors and manifests himself through a white
> > > silhouette as described by the security guards who
> > > would often see him play at night.
> > >
> > > - Cedric Ira A. Aquino
> > >
> > > URIOS COLLEGE
> > > It happened a few years back. An old male college
> > > teacher was seen eating alone in a corner during a
> > > College Faculty luncheon. Some teachers who saw him
> > > attested that he looked a bit strange and unusually
> > > quiet. They invited him to join their group discussion
> > > but he just gave them a blank stare. After a while,
> > > he just disappeared and nobody noticed him go out of
> > > the room. The bizarre thing about it is that this
> > > certain teacher was already in the hospital slumped on
> > > his deathbed at that very same moment. A few hours
> > > later, he was dead.
> > > When his desk was cleaned by his fellow teacher a
> > > few days after his death, the teacher was so shocked
> > > to find a note personally addressed to her, thanking
> > > her for everything.
> > >
> > > - OSC Owen Jaen
> > >
> > > DEAD ROOMMATE
> > >
> > > Seen at: Kalayaan residence
> > > The story: It was the onset of sem break. While a
> > > resident was still packing her bag, her roommate was
> > > ready to go. Since the former wasn't done yet, the
> > > latter went ahead. Then the roommate's parents came
> > > in looking for her. The resident told them that she
> > > already left. When the resident was about to finish
> > > her packing, she opened the closet and saw her
> > > roommate inside--already decomposing.
> > >
> > > MYSTERY LADY NO. 2
> > >
> > > Seen at: Vinzons Hall (second-floor comfort room)
> > >
> > > The story: A student was sitting in the toilet when
> > > he felt someone was patting or smoothing his head.
> > > When he looked up, a girl, hanging from the ceiling,
> > > was staring at him straight in the eye.
> > >
> > >
> > > THE DISAPPEARING COMMUTERS: UP DILIMAN
> > >
> > > Seen at: One of the jeepneys plying the campus (sorry,
> > > I don't know the plate number, etc.) The story: A guy
> > > made sabit at the end of the jeepney because it was
> > > full of passengers. After a few minutes, the driver
> > > curiously asked him why he wasn't taking a seat. As
> > > the guy was a bout to say that all the seats were
> > > taken, he saw that the jeepney was empty.
> > >
> > > Pahabol pa:
> > >
> > > Ikot Jeep incident #2: Nag-iisa na lang yung girl sa
> > > jeep nung pauwi na siya sa dorm ng 9pm. Nagulat siya
> > > ng biglang nag-iba yung direction ng jeep,di na nito
> > > sinusunod yung route nito. Nakiusap siya: "Manong,
> > > bababa po ako sa ***** dorm," pero di siya pinansin ng
> > > driver. Nang bumalik ito sa ikot route, nakiusap ulit
> > > yung girl. So pinababa nga siya sa may dorm, pero bago
> > > siya bumaba sinabihan siya ng driver: "Ineng, pag-uwi
> > > mo hubarin mo agad iyang mga damit mo at kung pwede
> > > sunugin mo agad. Iniba ko yung ruta para makaiwas sa
> > > disgrasya. Kanina kasi pagtingin ko sa salamin, wala
> > > kang ulo."
> > >
> > > Dorm incident #1: The Copycat
> > >
> > > Ito nangyari sa room namin. Kasama ko bumaba sa lobby
> > > si Len at si Gie. Ang naiwan na lang sa room ay si
> > > Yzelle at si Ruby na parehong paalis din. Bago sila
> > > umalis, nakita nila si Gie na nakaupo sa may table
> > > niya at nakatalikod sa kanila. "Gie, alis muna kami."
> > > Eto ang nakakakilabot, nagtanong pa kung sino man yung
> > > nakatalikod na yun sa kanila (at nakatalikod pa rin
> > > siya) kung saan sila pupunta.
> > > Laking gulat na lang nila nang makita nila kami ni Gie
> > > at Len sa baba.
> > > At oo nga pala, may batang nagpakita sa mga dating
> > > nag-occupy ng room namin.
> > > Bigla siyang nagvanish into thin air...
> > >
> > > Dorm incident #2:
> > >
> > > Nangyari to dun sa katapat na room namin. Nagising ng
> > > madaling araw yung girl, na may feeling na may
> > > nagmamasid sa kanya. Pagdilat niya, una niyang nakita
> > > ay mukha ng babae na nakadungaw sa kanya (whatever,
> > > basta magkaharap mukha nila), except that walang
> > > mukha yung babae. All white. Sa shock, walang nagawa
> > > yung dormer. Pinanood na lang nya yung babae habang
> > > lumalabas ito ng room nila...hindi sa pinto, kundi sa
> > > bintana. Di na siya nakatulog pagkatapos noon kahit
> > > nagtalukbong siya ng kumot.
> > >
> > > Dorm incident #3:
> > >
> > > Matutulog na yung girl(from same corridor sa 2nd
> > > floor) nang maalala niya na di pa pala siya
> > > naghihilamos. The time was around 3am, pero di naman
> > > siya naniniwala sa multo dati so ok lng sa kanyang
> > > magsolo sa cr. Naghilamos nga siya mag-isa. Nang
> > > tumingin siya sa salamin habang sinasabon ang mukha,
> > > nakita niya...nakangiti ang reflection niya sa kanya.
> > > Takbo siya sa room nila nang me sabon pa ang mukha.
> > > Mineral water na lang ang pinambanlaw niya.Siyempre di
> > > ko malilimutang sabihin na during the witching hour
> > > (3-4am), may naririnig kaming nagdadrag ng
> > > furniture...rinig sa 2nd floor till basement..
malay ko kung totoo..
> > > ADAMSON UNIVERSITY
> > >
> > > A girl was by the sink washing her face when she
> > > looked in the mirror, and saw the drops of water on
> > > her face not as what they really are but as drop of
> > > blood. And at her back, there was a headless man in
> > > soldier's uniform.
> > >
> > > Every year, students would encounter various but
> > > similarly scary experiences in that toilet. According
> > > to my research, the St. Vincent de Paul building,
> > > where the toilet is, is the oldest building of
> > > Adamson University and was used as an execution
> > > station by the Japanese army during World War II.
> > > Rumor has it that countless number of heads had been
> > > chopped off in the toilet itself.
> > >
> > > - OSC Arnel B. Tablizo Jr.
> > >
> > > ATENEO DE MANILA UNIVERSITY
> > >
> > > Sacred Heart Novitiate: The story of the "stairs" is
> > > one that forces retreat-goers to go around in the
> > > "safety" of groups. Legend has it that late one night,
> > > a group of students went downstairs to go "exploring"
> > > after the others had gone to sleep. The frightening
> > > thing was that no matter how long they kept going down
> > > the flights of stairs from the 3rd floor dorm hall
> > > they occupied, they could not seem to find the ground
> > > floor landing. Even more sinister was that they kept
> > > passing the same eerie painting of
> > > Christ at each floor landing, over and over again.
> > >
> > > - OSC Catherine Candano
> > >
> > > COLLEGE OF SAINT BENILDE
> > > It happened few years ago in College of Saint
> > > Benilde. In an early morning class, a girl in black
> > > dress entered room M-409 where a class was ongoing.The
> > > class didn't mind the girl thinking that she was only
> > > sitting in. Suddenly, in the middle of the teacher's
> > > lecture, the girl stood up, walked towards the front
> > > wall and, to the awe of everyone, vanished. Until now
> > > that ghost story still scares students who take
> > > classes in the said room.
> > >
> > > - OSC Neptali Esguerra
> > >
> > > DE LA SALLE UNIVERSITY
> > >
> > > One day last February, even before the 7am classes
> > > started, a young Accounting sophomore decided to drop
> > > by the St. La Salle Chapel to say a quick prayer for
> > > her accounting exam. She reached the empty chapel,
> > > went to the very first pew, knelt down, and with eyes
> > > shut, began to pray. A few minutes later, she heard a
> > > shuffling sound and frantic footsteps. The student
> > > opened her eyes and saw a limping, pale-faced man
> > > reaching out towards her, his torn clothes covered in
> > > blood, a bayonet sticking in his chest and mouthing
> > > the words, "Help me..."
> > >
> > > -OSC Paolo Gamboa
> > >
> > > *DLSU Main building was used as a bomb shelter
> > > during World War II
> > >
> > > FEATI UNIVERSITY
> > >
> > > At 10 pm one night, one ROTC cadet was relieving
> > > himself in one of the comfort rooms at the third floor
> > > of the Paterno building when he unmistakably made out
> > > the figure of a woman dressed in white floating in the
> > > air. The vision made him scream in intense fright,
> > > catching the attention of his other companions. Upon
> > > their arrival, they witnessed the same lady hovering
> > > in the air. It was seven in the evening at another
> > > instance, when a janitor getting ready to go home
> > > noticed a mysterious lady enter one of the restrooms
> > > at the third floor. He followed the lady to warn her
> > > that the part of building was strictly prohibited. He
> > > entered the restroom and saw no one there. According
> > > to stories, the Paterno Building, which had existed
> > > even before t he eruption of World War II, was used
> > > as a garrison by the Japanese during the war.
> > >
> > > MINDANAO STATE UNIVERSITY
> > >
> > > When graduation time is near, the Princess Lawan Bae
> > > Hall (PLBH) dorm residents can usually hear footsteps
> > > along the hallway, though no one is there. The old
> > > janitress says they are seniors who committed suicide
> > > after finding out that they were pregnant. One
> > > restroom cubicle in the dorm has been closed since
> > > residents claim feeling unexplainable, eerie
> > > sensations when they use it. It is said that one of
> > > the students performed self-abortion and died inside
> > > that cubicle. It has been 8 years now but it remains
> > > closed.
> > >
> > > - OSC Ritchel Gabutin
> > >
> > > NUEVA ECIJA UNIVERSITY OF SCIENCE AND TECHNOLOGY
> > >
> > > A lovelorn spirit on our campus possessed a high
> > > school freshman girl a few months back. She would
> > > often see the "guy" standing near a Balete tree at the
> > > back of our campus' HS building. She
> > > would say that when Allen (the guy or spirit's name)
> > > enters her body he would tour her around the campus
> > > and tell her that she looks so much like his dead
> > > girlfriend. The girl now goes to a new school and
> > > words have it that Allen did not bother her anymore.
> > >
> > > -OSC Joyce Enriquez
> > >
> > > POLYTECHNIC UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES
> > >
> > > "She was once there and she never left," according
> > > to one housekeeper of PUP Jasmin hostel, reluctant to
> > > tell the exact room number of the so-called "haunted
> > > room." Residents of the hostel reveal that every time
> > > they pass by the corridor during late afternoon and
> > > early in the morning, they could hear murmurs and
> > > cries coming from the haunted room. Stories say that a
> > > female nursing board examinee committed suicide
> > > insidethe room. Many have had experiences seeing her
> > > walking in her nursing uniform at the middle of the
> > > night or appearing in bathroom mirrors-with blood on
> > > her face. She also loves to knock on the door and if
> > > one opens, he would find no one but sense an eerie
> > > feeling. Residents believe that once you open the
> > > door, she comes in the room, so they advise not to
> > > open the door.
> > >
> > > - OSC Jonizel Lagunzad
> > >
> > > ST. PAUL COLLEGE - Q.C.
> > >
> > > You will be shocked to know that there are no
> > > mirrors in some of the comfort rooms in the campus.
> > > It is for the reason that an anonymous lady appears
> > > in the mirror unexpectedly and really scares the
> > > students. It has been said that one student committed
> > > suicide in that comfort room.
> > >
> > > - OSC Christi Estepa
> > >
> > > ST. SCHOLASTICA'S COLLEGE
> > >
> > > A group of high school girls had a play in the
> > > Little Theater. They took shots of them and when the
> > > film was developed, a nun was with them during
> > > curtain call. The nun had no face, floating, tip-toed,
> > > and her hands were clasped a s though in prayer. Her
> > > hands were pointed downwards and her head was
> > > cracked as though she had been hanged!
> > >
> > > - OSC Anthea Lamigo
> > >
> > > TRINITY COLLEGE
> > >
> > > In one of their overnight press work, the section
> > > editor decided to take a rest and went out of the
> > > editorial board cubicle. Suddenly, he heard the
> > > tick-tack of the keyboards, as if someone was
> > > typing. Knowing that he was all alone, he decided to
> > > look if somebody was using the computer.
> > > To his surprise, he saw the name Jackie repeatedly
> > > typed on the screen. The keyboard continued to
> > > tick-tack until the screen was filled with the name
> > > Jackie. While the news editor was encoding his
> > > article, someone said "hello" to him.When he looked
> > > around, a pretty girl approached him and again
> > > whispered "hello." All of a sudden, the girl
> > > disappeared. Dian, our present culture editor, who
> > > has a third eye, said that she was able to talk to
> > > Jackie. Jackie later on revealed that her real name is
> > > Patricia.
> > > Jackie revealed that she's always around since she
> > > finds the office peaceful. She also claimed that our
> > > office was then a park with a well and benches.
> > > According to Dian, Patricia (or Jackie) is a Spanish
> > > looking lady, with fair complexion, stands 5'5" and
> > > looks like a doll.
> > >
> > > - OSC Meryl Pecache
> > >
> > > UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES - Los Banos
> > >
> > > Baker Hall: There was a group of guys who passed by
> > > Baker Hall and noticed that there was a party going
> > > on. Everybody was dressed like they were in the'80s
> > > era. They had such a great time that they wanted to
> > > invite their other friends along. So, out they went
> > > and when they came back, Baker Hall was as quiet and
> > > as dark as the night.
> > >
> > > - OSC Ria Henares
> > >
> > > UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES - DILIMAN
> > > Red Eyes Benitez Hall, which houses the College of
> > > Education, is considered the most haunted building in
> > > the campus (the oldest as well). It used to be one of
> > > the Japanese interrogation camps during World War II
> > > that's why many Filipino and American soldiers died
> > > there. One very rainy afternoon, a female instructor
> > > got stranded in front of the Education Building. As
> > > such, she begged the security guard to let her pass
> > > the night in the building.The guard agreed and locked
> > > her up in one of the classrooms. It was a restless
> > > night for the lady. She knew the ghost stories but
> > > refused to believe them. In the classroom was a door
> > > with a peeping hole. Curious at what was going on
> > > outside, she peeped an dsaw nothing but the color
> > > red. The next morning, she asked the security guard
> > > if the ghost stories are true. "Yes Ma'am, it is,"
> > > answered the man. "One of the ghosts sighted is in
> > > fact seen as dressed
> > > in white and with big RED EYES."
> > >
> > > - OSC Precious Cardenas
> > >
> > >
> > > UNIVERSITY OF SANTO TOMAS
> > >
> > > The weird and eerie experience happened two years
> > > ago when I was facilitating a retreat (Days with the
> > > Lord) in Don Bosco Technical College Mandaluyong. The
> > > session that night almost finished before midnight;
> > > my co-facilitators and I were heading off to our
> > > sleeping quarters when one of them told us that he
> > > was going to introduce someone and we asked, "Who?"
> > > He said meet "Puti," but I couldn't see anyone! He
> > > then asked me to raise my arms just in front of where
> > > I was and it suddenly felt freezing cold. I
> > > immediately ran to the sleeping quarters and left
> > > them. The following day, I learned that they were
> > > able to talk to "Puti," a young and playful kid who
> > > was shot in the middle of an encounter during the
> > > war. He continues to haunt the old Dona Cecilia
> > > corridors and manifests himself through a white
> > > silhouette as described by the security guards who
> > > would often see him play at night.
> > >
> > > - Cedric Ira A. Aquino
> > >
> > > URIOS COLLEGE
> > > It happened a few years back. An old male college
> > > teacher was seen eating alone in a corner during a
> > > College Faculty luncheon. Some teachers who saw him
> > > attested that he looked a bit strange and unusually
> > > quiet. They invited him to join their group discussion
> > > but he just gave them a blank stare. After a while,
> > > he just disappeared and nobody noticed him go out of
> > > the room. The bizarre thing about it is that this
> > > certain teacher was already in the hospital slumped on
> > > his deathbed at that very same moment. A few hours
> > > later, he was dead.
> > > When his desk was cleaned by his fellow teacher a
> > > few days after his death, the teacher was so shocked
> > > to find a note personally addressed to her, thanking
> > > her for everything.
> > >
> > > - OSC Owen Jaen
> > >
> > > DEAD ROOMMATE
> > >
> > > Seen at: Kalayaan residence
> > > The story: It was the onset of sem break. While a
> > > resident was still packing her bag, her roommate was
> > > ready to go. Since the former wasn't done yet, the
> > > latter went ahead. Then the roommate's parents came
> > > in looking for her. The resident told them that she
> > > already left. When the resident was about to finish
> > > her packing, she opened the closet and saw her
> > > roommate inside--already decomposing.
> > >
> > > MYSTERY LADY NO. 2
> > >
> > > Seen at: Vinzons Hall (second-floor comfort room)
> > >
> > > The story: A student was sitting in the toilet when
> > > he felt someone was patting or smoothing his head.
> > > When he looked up, a girl, hanging from the ceiling,
> > > was staring at him straight in the eye.
> > >
> > >
> > > THE DISAPPEARING COMMUTERS: UP DILIMAN
> > >
> > > Seen at: One of the jeepneys plying the campus (sorry,
> > > I don't know the plate number, etc.) The story: A guy
> > > made sabit at the end of the jeepney because it was
> > > full of passengers. After a few minutes, the driver
> > > curiously asked him why he wasn't taking a seat. As
> > > the guy was a bout to say that all the seats were
> > > taken, he saw that the jeepney was empty.
> > >
> > > Pahabol pa:
> > >
> > > Ikot Jeep incident #2: Nag-iisa na lang yung girl sa
> > > jeep nung pauwi na siya sa dorm ng 9pm. Nagulat siya
> > > ng biglang nag-iba yung direction ng jeep,di na nito
> > > sinusunod yung route nito. Nakiusap siya: "Manong,
> > > bababa po ako sa ***** dorm," pero di siya pinansin ng
> > > driver. Nang bumalik ito sa ikot route, nakiusap ulit
> > > yung girl. So pinababa nga siya sa may dorm, pero bago
> > > siya bumaba sinabihan siya ng driver: "Ineng, pag-uwi
> > > mo hubarin mo agad iyang mga damit mo at kung pwede
> > > sunugin mo agad. Iniba ko yung ruta para makaiwas sa
> > > disgrasya. Kanina kasi pagtingin ko sa salamin, wala
> > > kang ulo."
> > >
> > > Dorm incident #1: The Copycat
> > >
> > > Ito nangyari sa room namin. Kasama ko bumaba sa lobby
> > > si Len at si Gie. Ang naiwan na lang sa room ay si
> > > Yzelle at si Ruby na parehong paalis din. Bago sila
> > > umalis, nakita nila si Gie na nakaupo sa may table
> > > niya at nakatalikod sa kanila. "Gie, alis muna kami."
> > > Eto ang nakakakilabot, nagtanong pa kung sino man yung
> > > nakatalikod na yun sa kanila (at nakatalikod pa rin
> > > siya) kung saan sila pupunta.
> > > Laking gulat na lang nila nang makita nila kami ni Gie
> > > at Len sa baba.
> > > At oo nga pala, may batang nagpakita sa mga dating
> > > nag-occupy ng room namin.
> > > Bigla siyang nagvanish into thin air...
> > >
> > > Dorm incident #2:
> > >
> > > Nangyari to dun sa katapat na room namin. Nagising ng
> > > madaling araw yung girl, na may feeling na may
> > > nagmamasid sa kanya. Pagdilat niya, una niyang nakita
> > > ay mukha ng babae na nakadungaw sa kanya (whatever,
> > > basta magkaharap mukha nila), except that walang
> > > mukha yung babae. All white. Sa shock, walang nagawa
> > > yung dormer. Pinanood na lang nya yung babae habang
> > > lumalabas ito ng room nila...hindi sa pinto, kundi sa
> > > bintana. Di na siya nakatulog pagkatapos noon kahit
> > > nagtalukbong siya ng kumot.
> > >
> > > Dorm incident #3:
> > >
> > > Matutulog na yung girl(from same corridor sa 2nd
> > > floor) nang maalala niya na di pa pala siya
> > > naghihilamos. The time was around 3am, pero di naman
> > > siya naniniwala sa multo dati so ok lng sa kanyang
> > > magsolo sa cr. Naghilamos nga siya mag-isa. Nang
> > > tumingin siya sa salamin habang sinasabon ang mukha,
> > > nakita niya...nakangiti ang reflection niya sa kanya.
> > > Takbo siya sa room nila nang me sabon pa ang mukha.
> > > Mineral water na lang ang pinambanlaw niya.Siyempre di
> > > ko malilimutang sabihin na during the witching hour
> > > (3-4am), may naririnig kaming nagdadrag ng
> > > furniture...rinig sa 2nd floor till basement..
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