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A few entries from overheardeverywhere. com.
1. Edgar Allan Poe Was a Difficult Kid to Raise
Mother: Honey, do you remember mommy’s friend Denise?
Four-year-old son: Uh-huh.
Mother: Well, mommy has to leave right now, because Denise’s father passed away, and I have to go and tell Denise that I’m sorry.
Four-year-old son: Oh, did you kill him?
(Eeeekkk, Grissom, murder… — haha.. sensiya, CSI mode lang.)
2. But If Enough Rain Builds Up, You Can Watch Me Walk on Water
Angry traveler: The flight’s canceled because of weather?! Can’t you do something?
Airline counter man: Ma’am, despite my godlike appearance, I cannot control the weather.
(Grabeh, taas ng self-esteem! hahaha)
3. Hamburgers, That’s How
Non-native presenting for speech class: Everyone has cows in their life. Cows at home. Cows at work. Cows in our families. Cows can take over everything. But how do we get rid of the cows?
Teacher: Chaos. It’s pronounced ‘chaos.’
(“Cows in our families,” lagot ka sa kapatid mo! Hahaha)
4. But Fantastic That You’re Keeping That Cultural Reference Alive
History professor, lecturing on the early 1900s: I mean, the problem of being the only person with a telephone is, well, who you gonna call?
Class (as one): Ghostbusters!
History professor: You kids scare me.
(WAHAHAHA!)
5. Little Frasier and Niles Were Quite the Handful
Teen boy: (glares at brother, bites thumb)
Younger brother: Mom! He’s non-verbally quoting Shakespeare at me again!
(Brit humor ba to? Laurie?!)
6. And You Stole Me from a Playground!
Little boy (standing next to a car): Daddy, this isn’t our car! Daddy, what are you doing? This isn’t our car!
Man: Look, buddy, you’ve got to stop saying that when we’re in parking lots.
(To a couple walking by) I just got a new car.
Little boy: No you didn’t!
(Children are not liars, uh-uh.)
7. Should I Write My Number on His Hand in Crayon?
Preschooler (left alone in stroller singing to 20-something girl walking by): Cha, cha, cha… you’re charming!
20-something girl (on cellphone): I think I just got hit on by a four-year-old! No, it was actually better than most of the lines I’ve heard.
(Ku-yut!)
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Irrelevant afterword:
Those, it seems, were the longest discourse I’ve ever written, with multiple exclamations after your name, least to say that I’m happy. But look at what you’ve done, nothing. Oh, thank you, nothingness! And today I will stick a bond paper on my room wall shouting in bold letters, “Get over it and move on.”
Absobloodylutely!
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I cried last night, argh, for reasons I will not further discuss, but one of them really bothers me a whole lot. God, forgive me for my weakness.
The minor issue involves someone who may have forgotten that I still exist in this damned world. It’s been eons since I’ve seen him, and it’s a sufficient amount of time, I think, to maybe forget those skip-a-heartbeat moments. But hell no, at least for me. And I hate it, the feeling that you’re missing someone who cares not even a bone about your whereabouts. Being stuck in that state, bearing that emotion for God knows how many days now made me distraught. I used to categorize it as “petty,” that the rational me is saying to let go, but he’s nailed there somewhere, in my hypothalamus, I guess, because he sent me longing feelings that I could not comprehend — darn, what am I writing about.
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It’s easy to please me! Food and humor! Recently, hindi ko na ma-distinguish yung corny sa tolerable pa naman sa nakakatawa talaga. Blame it on the radio, may virus sa airwaves.. hahahaha… Sana matuloy kame sa Monster Movie Premiere ng Slumdog Millionaire. I want to see Chico and Delamar, and I’m dying to see Boyle’s award-winning film. Wootwoo!
Mga “Salawikain” na nagpa-ismayl sakin:
Unang Eksena:
— This one, feeling ko magagawa ko to sa anak ko. Hahaha –
NAY: Anak!! Bibili tayo ng ice cream today! What flavor do you want?! Pili ka.
FIVE-YEAR-OLD: Nay, yung rocky road na lang. Thank you.
NAY: Hindi, anak, yung ube yung masarap, ube yung bibilhin natin, ube.
FIVE-YEAR-OLD: (Pouts)
Ikalawang Eksena:
– Well, in my case, it’s the other way around. Lavaya, ma! –
YOUNGER SISTER: Ate, anung difference ng suffer and supper?
OLDER SISTER: Gan’to yan, kapag si ‘Nay yung nagluto ng ulam, that is supper.
YOUNGER SISTER: Uh-huh. Tapos?
OLDER SISTER: Kapag si ‘Tay yung nagluto ng ulam, yun, yun ang suffer. Gets mo?
Ikatlong Eksena:
– I am curious now if really there exists a person named Jellicles. And if there is, meeting him/her would be included to my “Things to do Before I Leave This Earthly World.” –
I received this text message from a friend one summer night.
“I read your top 25 last night — referring to my “Top 25 things only a few knew about me” — and I happen to tell my boyfriend about the one with a question, What’s the story behind your name? And he asked, “Ano bang full name ni jel?”
I answered, “Lauricejel.”
And my boyfriend surprisingly said, “Di ba ‘Jellicles’ yung name niya?”
(Actually, sa Cats Musical ko yan nakuha — Jellicle Cats. I just made it Jellicles. I like plurality.)
Ikaapat na Eksena:
– Si Donya walang kupas –
(Pantry: Lunchtime)
Donya: Jel! (magkatabi lang kame, pero kala mo nasunugan kung makasigaw) Alam mo ba nung pauwi ako…
Jel: Anu? What happened?
Donya: Eh, di umalis na dun sa terminal yung fx, tapos andun na kame sa ayala ave, noh, yung malapit sa EDSA.
Jel: Oh, tapos?
Donya: Busy ako nung kakatext, as in parang wala talaga akong pakialam sa katabi ko, sa drayber, sa daan.. tapos nag-preno bigla yung sasakyan. I blurted out, “Ay, patay.”
Ang nangyari pala may muntikan ng masagasaan si drayber, muntikan lang, di patay, contrary to my interjection. Tinignan ako ng masama nung katabi ko.
(Tapos tumawa na lang siya mag-isa realizing what she had done.)
Ikalimang Eksena:
– Yaya, you’re such a loser moments. Kung yaya kaya ang profession ko, anu kaya yung loser moments ko? Hahaha –
Yaya: (On the Phone) Hello, magandang umaga po.
Caller: Good morning. Andiyan ba si Grace? Pedeng makausap?
Yaya: Ay, lumabas po siya eh.
Caller: Tingin mo ba diyan siya magla-lunch?
Yaya: (Pause. Thinking.) Hindi na po siguro.
Caller: Alam mo ba kung sa’n siya nagpunta?
Yaya: Ahhhmmmm… Sa Amerika po. (Toinks)
Ikaanim na Eksena:
– Walang basagan ng trip, sa natawa ako eh! haha –
I.
Use Parang, Calumpang, and Tutuban in a song.
Use!
Come they told me PARANG, CALUMPANG, TUTUBAN, TUTUBAN.
II.
Use deposit and diploma in a sentence
Use!
Oh, no, DE-POSIT is sira. I need to call DI-PLOMA tuloy! (Naks, British accent!)
Ikapitong Eksena:
– I’m glad you’re not turning Japanese. Bored ako nito. –
From File:
Q. Sir, do you know Ms. Thai’s race?
A. I do. I believe I do from the paperwork I’ve seen.
Q. And what is her race?
A. I believe it’s Vietnamese.
Ikawalong Eksena:
– Tawang-tawa talaga ako dito. Wahahaha –
Boy: Girl, straight ako.
Girl: Weh, bakit Lady Gaga yung codename mo?
Ikasiyam na Eksena:
– Ako talaga to eh! Joke!!–
Lola: Apo, apo! Okay na. Nakahanap na ako.
Apo: Ng alin?
Lola: Yung para sa’yo.
Apo: Yiii, ka-sweet naman ng lola ko. Anung para sa’kin? May gift ka sa’kin?
Lola: Yung magiging boyfriend mo. Nakita ko na siya!
Apo: Lola!!!!! Tingin nio ba desperado na talaga ako!! Asan ba? Masipat nga! Kase naman eh!
Huling Eksena:
– Sutyal ni Itay, game hunt ang hobby –
Tatay caught a deer. When he arrived home, he cooked it and served the dish to his children.
Anak: Tatay, ano po ito?
Tatay: Hulaan mo! Sige, clue! Hhhhmm.. yan yung tawag sakin ng nanay nio. (He thinks to himself that he obviously will get “dear” as an answer, but to his surprise…)
Anak: Wag niyong kainin yan! Wag niyong kainin yan! Demonyo yan! Waaahhh!!!
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Sa office, nung malapit ko na talagang ma-associate yung trabaho ko sa absolute monotony — kung may ganun man, sabi kasi nung teacher ko nung college wala daw absolutism — anyways, here comes Superhero Ramon Bautista to save my day. Yaaaa–hooo! You’ve seen him in commercials, sa Nescafe with late Francis M. Segment host din siya dati sa Sports Unlimited. First time ko siyang nakita sa Strangebrew with Tado and Erning, ume-extra.
Sa Gloo site niya, he posed questions like “Sa larangan ng material things, parang monito-monita ba ang definition ng ’simple joys of life’? Like, pag lampas 100 pesos, hindi na simple joys yun?” And this, “Is every second of our lives controlled by fate? Or is life a series of random occurrences? Or are things a matter of perfect timing?” And this, “When was the last time you’ve experienced something for the first time?”
Minsan makulit na questions lang like “Pag nanood ba ako ng Gossip Girl, magiging gay ako?” or “Di ko pa napapanood ang Dark Knight. Loser ba ako, inay?” And you’ll read hopeless-romantic lines like this: “You try to tell me that I’m clever, but that won’t take me anyhow, or anywhere, with you.”
I like him, the humor and the wits. Necessity talaga for one to learn or find something new for you to know how bland or tangy your world is. Pero, ang happy aftermath nun, you’ll then be inspired like an eagle to explore the vast sky. Hey, what’s happening to me! Hahaha!
Anyways, nainggit ako sa heart pictures niya. Sabi ko dapat meron din ako para cool din ako like him! Wahahaha!

Wala! Taob open palm technique mo!

Al-vain!

Momma, whoo hoo whoo…

Excuse me, Rushers ba kayo?
YES, WE ARE! Silent Rushers nga lang. Na-meet namin si hellgirl, isang active Rusher dun sa workplace namin. Katuwa lang yung fact na na-meet namin ang isang active Rusher, parang malapit na namin ma-meet sila Chico and Del after that. Hahaha. She invited us to join the forum and be an active rusher. Nagkuwento pa siya about dun sa iba pang active Rushers! Katuwa talaga. Batiin daw niya kame Monday, actually nung Saturday, eh hindi namin narinig ni Banana, so isama daw niya ulit kame Monday greetings niya. Thanks, Hellgirl! At mabuhay ang Morning Rush!

Fellow Rusher! Sam!!
Ang saya nung one time, nung ang topic sa Top Ten is Top ten stupid answers to game show questions yata, tabi-tabi kameng tatlo — Sam, Banana and me — kaniya-kaniyang earphones, habang nakikinig kila Chico and Delamar. Tahimik habang nakikinig, tapos sabay-sabay tatawa dun sa mga entries to the amazement of our co-workers. HAHA.
Hayst, I’ll miss them gal pals!
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We have this end-of-the-workweek endeavour of visiting a nearby park to jog and feel healthy, but as of these past few sessions, we end up passing by 7-Eleven, buying Big Uhaws and some snacks, unfolding a blanket on the grass, and having a picnic at the park. As Kat was, is and, I guess, will be saying, “Ang pa-plastik niyong lahat!” Haha.
And just these past two Fridays, we included pictorials as one of the major reasons of going there. Stretching, jogging and walking around, skyscrapers and lampposts backdrop, role playing by the bench, cozy on the grass scenes, even with what I call a multicultural background — the park is frequented by foreigner children who lived with their parents and, of course, the Pinay helpers in the condos nearby — every move is documented. I have this story about a demeaning chinky woman, but I won’t mention it here as I take this as a jolly-golly post. Okay. Back to an-image-of-one-bright-flower-in-a-sunshine-y-morning mood!
Here are some of our pictures:
Making a purchase of our energy drink — BIG UHAW! Yeba! Haha!
Forget the jogging, Philippine Games muna– Bato-bato pick!

Taya!! — Wait, ba’t ang weird ng scissors ko! Hahaha!

Luksong Tinik!

Jumpin’ Jumpin’

PSP while walking! Ka-adik battle mode ng Bomberman eh!

Featuring the new Bench endorsers! Haha! Literal-an!

Here comes another Friday afto!

Bomberman 101

My jog pals!

Role-playing: Pinoy pasttime, chismisan! Haha!

Role-playing: May vain! May vain! Keber kung may vain! Haha! Pish, piney!

Banana left (pun intended).
dreamt of him, he seemed oblivious of me.
met an inconsiderate woman this morning.
barfed at one friend’s joke, when a woman thanked his date for a kiss and found out later that it was not a bubblegum that he transferred to her mouth but a solid phlegm.
replied to a friend’s text asking if I was busy last night.
ate a plate of pancit with peanut butter sauce and liked it.
critiqued food photos at Ministop while enjoying my cone of chocolate ice cream and chatting with friends.
googled about food photography and drooled over those scrumptious food I saw online.
admired the colorful and stylish plates used in the food photos and thought of having a show cabinet of beautiful plates and jars.
craved a bowl of soupy, hot Ramen.
dissatisfied with the game Crash: Mind Over Mutant and wondering why its developer didn’t include any camera control commands on it.
having a thought of buying Eraserheads’ book entitled Fruitcake. Even though I think it’s a bit overpriced, I finally decided to want it at the end of my workweek.
I can’t wait.
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Minna Atsumare! Ooyyy! Onara Taisou!
Half-awake, I manage to grab my phone and put off the alarm. No, fifteen minutes more and I promise I am out of this bed.
Minna Atsumare! Ooyyy! Onara Taisou!
I heard Nodame singing again. My tired eyes are begging for another ten minutes or more, but my mind is telling me that I should throw off that blanket and be awake or else I will find myself running on the sidewalks of Paseo to avoid being late from work.
This is the second day of me wanting my eyes closed beyond sleeping hours. The first day’s reason of lack of sleep, should I blame my mother who is just doing her task of grinding whole peppercorns using mortar and pestle early in the morning near my room or should I blame the mortar and pestle instead for being such a handy kitchen tool to my mother? Sigh. While last night, my friend needed me, so we stayed some place up until midnight and I listened to her stories and shared some of mine.
Going to work, I listen to the Morning Rush — as usual, it’s a hard habit to break, lalala-lala — to laugh and to keep the driver from saying to me, “Miss, wake up, wake up, san ba kayo? Bwendja na to.”
I am the first to be inside the van. I am on earphones listening to some music while waiting for other passengers. There comes, let’s call him, scaredkuya, who sits beside me. At that same moment, I heard the cue for The Top Ten. Chico is now saying what the topic for that day’s Top Ten is, which is, The Top Ten Signs that You are a Spoiled Brat. Particularly, Delamar’s stories of Chico being a spoiled brat after the bottom half — of course, Chico’s in denial — make me titter.
Here is one of them, as far as I can recall:
C: It’s hot, hot, hot.
D: Let’s stay under that tree for a while to get shade.
C: What if there are critters there? (Looking scared)
D: (Shocked but managed to say) To that other tree then.
C: What if there is a rac-cooonnn there? Oh, Del, Del, is that an otter I see in the pond? (LOL)
Scaredkuya had a conclusion that his seatmate is dotty and crazy and then opted transferring on the side seat, near the door. At first, I thought that he just suddenly realized that he will get off Arnaiz, not Ayala and it will be difficult for him to get out when he is seated next to me — I am sitting behind the driver, four seats away from the door. But no, he just didn’t want to be beside a mad woman I turned out to be. I was prejudged. Huhuhu.
Oh, well, I don’t care. I had a good morning laugh.
I’m even singing a Robert Randolph after that.
Whether it’s rock and roll or old soul (It don’t matter)
Disco, Calipso (It don’t matter)
Suit and tie or tie-dye (It don’t matter)
Snakeskins or Timberlands (It don’t matter)
Tight fade or long braid (It don’t matter)
Red head or brunette (It don’t matter)
Breakdance, slamdance (It don’t matter)
Do the jerk until it hurts
I’m tellin’ you.
Ain’t nothin’ wrong with that (I’m tellin’ you)
Ain’t nothin’ wrong with that (I’m tellin’ you)
Ain’t nothin’ wrong with that.
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MARCH 11, 2009, 2:56 pmEPIC RECORDS PROUDLY ANNOUNCES MONUMENTS AND MELODIES – A TWO DISC GREATEST HITS ALBUM FROM MULTI-PLATINUM ARTIST INCUBUS
NEW SINGLE, “BLACK HEART INERTIA” TO IMPACT RADIO APRIL 16
BAND ANNOUNCE SUMMER TOUR DATES
EXCLUSIVE PRE-SALE OFFER AVAILABLE NOW AT http://incubus.skyroo.com
New York, NY – Multi-platinum Epic recording artist, Incubus, is gearing up to release MONUMENTS AND MELODIES, a two disc collection of the band’s greatest hits and rarities, on June 16. The collection is a must have for fans of the band whose extraordinary career has spanned over a decade, has spawned twelve Top 10 hits – four of those landing at # 1, and six studio albums, the last being Light Grenades which debuted at #1 on Billboard’s Top 200, marking the highest charting album debut of the band’s career.
To celebrate the release of MONUMENTS AND MELODIES, Incubus is offering fans the opportunity to pre-order the album from http://incubus.skyroo.com. The album pre-order automatically enters fans into an exclusive Internet pre-sale where they will be amongst the first to purchase tickets to an upcoming show on the band’s highly anticipated Monuments and Melodies Summer Tour. The tour will officially kick off July 9th at the Cricket Wireless Amphitheatre in San Diego, CA and will cover 31 major cities across the U.S. and Canada, including dates at the Hollywood Bowl in Los Angeles and two nights at Radio City Music Hall in New York City.
The two disc collection will be released in two configurations, a two disc CD, and a four disc LP. The first disc includes the band’s biggest hits including twelve Top 10 singles such as “Drive,” “Wish You Were Here” and “Pardon Me”, as well as two brand new tracks, “Black Heart Inertia” and “Midnight Swim” (both produced by Brendan O’Brien). The second disc consists of rarities that the band has recorded over the years, including a brand new cover of Prince’s “Let’s Go Crazy.” Album artwork for MONUMENTS AND MELODIES was designed by lead singer, Brandon Boyd.
Adding to the rarities on the physical release, Incubus will launch the most comprehensive collection of Incubus audio, video, and photos in a new section of www.enjoyincubus.com called The Vault. Many of these items have never been seen or were released in limited editions. Each individual copy of the physical album will include a unique code that can be used to upgrade the users account at www.enjoyincubus.com and allow them to download all of this incredible Incubus material.
Following in the footsteps of the incredible radio story for the band’s single, “Love Hurts”, which went to # 1 at alternative radio and will impact Adult Top 40 on March 17, Incubus will release “Black Heart Inertia”, the first new single from MONUMENTS AND MELODIES, on April 16. Fans can log onto the band’s website to stream a 45-second sample of the track.
Brandon Boyd, Michael Einziger and Jose Pasillas II formed Incubus in 1991 when they were high school classmates in Calabasas, CA. Chris Kilmore joined in 1998 and Ben Kenney in 2003. The band’s big break came in 1999 with the release of the double-platinum selling album, Make Yourself, which included the singles: “Pardon Me,” “Stellar,” and “Drive”. The group’s third album, Morning View, released in 2001, debuted at number two on the album chart and included the radio hits “Wish You Were Here,” and “Nice To Know You.” The most recent release from Incubus, Light Grenades, blazed onto Billboard’s Top 200 in 2006, debuting at #1.
You can catch Incubus playing some of the biggest hits of their career on the MONUMENTS AND MELODIES tour. Album track listing and tour dates are below.
Pre-order the album at http://incubus.skyroo.com
MONUMENTS AND MELODIES TRACKLISTING:
DISC ONEBlack Heart Inertia
Drive
Megalomaniac
Anna-Molly
Love Hurts
Wish You Were Here
Warning
Stellar
Talk Shows On Mute
Pardon Me
Dig
Oil And Water
Are You In?
Nice To Know You
Midnight SwimDISC TWO
Neither Of Us Can See
Look Alive
While All The Vultures Feed
Pantomime
Anything
Punch Drunk
Admiration
Martini
A Certain Shade Of Green (Acoustic)
Monuments And Melodies
Let’s Go Crazy
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Un:
Wala akong magawa, so I’ve thought of translating into a text joke yung ni-relay sakin ng friend kong entry sa Top Ten earlier that morning. I’ve written it as humorous as I can so as to save myself from mockery, then send to many. “This is it,” I said to myself. Pero nilagyan ko pa din ng disclaimer sa end part ng message. LOL
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Joke ng Kuwentista, kurni pero tolerable pa naman.
Use ‘Comeback’ in a sentence.
Use!
Presenting Donna Cruz…
One.. Two.. Three…
‘Comeback’ tumibok ang puso, wala ka nang magagawa kundi sundin eto.
I understand if you bombard me with hate messages after reading this. LOL
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A few of my friends replied saying “Hanubayan” or “Eto na yung hate message mo. Salo!“ I texted back saying zit and zat and I then I fell asleep.
Then sunshine comes again and I celebrate that I am still alive. Hooray!
I grabbed my squeaking alarm phone to put it off. “One unread message,” it says on the screen. I opened it and read, “Lumalala na yung mga sent jokes mo ha. Are you okay?“
My grogginess was no more. I laughed hard, while scratching my head, calming my bushy, unkempt hair.
Indeed, it’s a healthy morning habit — smiling, grinning, then laughing out loud.
Related Story:
My friend texted me one late Monday evening ranting about how bad the start of her workweek was.
I read, “Ang daming supervisor calls! Yung ibang concerns kaya namang i-handle nung mga agents on their own, ipapasa pa sa akin!”
To which I replied,
“Yung manok nung kapitbahay namin kanina pa tumitilaok. Sabi nila may mumu daw pag ganun! Ishkeri! (Tago kumot)
And to address her rants:
“Isipin mo na lang yung ismayls and giggles mo nung nanunuod tayo ng You Changed My Life. I-power hug mo yung sarili mo, if possible, para maalala mo. Haha. Cheer up!”
She didn’t reply. I slept. Morning came so as her one unread message on my phone.
“Eeee! Ishkeri nga! Tulog na! Masuwerte kayong natutulog ng gabi may room sa paglaki. Haha”
Ang husay mag-cope sa work stress, gumagawa ng slogan. Another HAHAHA morning for meeeee!! Saya ng mornings ko lately!
Deux:
Prologue:
Na-sad ako upon hearing the news of Francis M’s death. I was working on a quiz to determine my brain age — 60 yung score ko na medyo positive naman daw and that’s with a little help from friends. Sabi naman ni Alvin kase 1900 daw yung nilagay kong birth year kaya medyo mataas yung score… hahaha — nung time na in-announce ni Vic on national TV ang heartbreaking fact na he was defeated by leukemia. Status ko nga facebook “May new Ideology: Francism. RIP, Free Man.” Ngayon ko lang siya talagang na-appreciate as an artist singing Kaleidoscope World-ly songs. Umiyak pa si Gloc 9 dun sa tribute sa EB, lalo tuloy akong na-sad.
Chapters:
I thought of some arrogant troglodyte saying this line to me: “May stainless steel two-door ref na kame.”
Maybe I’m a bit villainous when I thought of a saucy answer to that remark: “Anong pakialam ko kung may stainless steel two-door ref na kayo?! Do you intend to say that I should think of a brilliant idea how to dispose your 15-year-old rusty one-door ref? Put it in the basement if you have an idea what a basement is. Huh!
Epilogue:
Yun fiction, heto non-fiction.
Eksena sa FX overhearing Opinionated Ate and her Lad Friend’s Discussion.
Lad Friend: Sa office kanina kumakanta sila ng Francis M songs.
Opinionated Ate: Oh, bakit?
Lad Friend: (Natigil nang sandali, feeling niya ang slow ni Opinionated Ate.) Parang tribute daw kay FM.
Opinionated Ate: Huh?! Bakit sila nakiki-sympathy?
Mean-y Me: (Almost muttering to herself) Eh, gusto nilang maki-sympathize eh! Palibhasa Cueshe ang fave band mo and you know by heart the origin of their band name! Silencio!
And besides, verb, Opinionated Ate, hindi noun! Realize!
Trois:
Si Donya gumaganti.
Pero bago yun, may kuwelang comment ulit siya.
Because it’s Love Day or Love is in the Air, they thought of having a feel of that occasion in our office. One happy man with a ladder cheerfully hang strings with heart cutouts on the ceiling. Upon seeing the display of those “love chandeliers” Donya said, “Anu ba yan, ang KINKY naman dito sa office, malamig na nga, may Valentine-y ambiance pa.” LOL.
At our “Bon Voyage, Donya” event at Tsoko.nut Batirol, Donya still cannot believe that she had 21 missed calls from her husband that evening.
“Akala ko dito siya tatawag sa N95 ko,” she muttered while looking at her 3200 disposable phone.
I said, “Sus, kinikilig ka lang sa thought na it’s 21 missed calls, more than a dozen.”
She said,“Hindi. Kase dati naman 8 missed calls lang yan eh, di umaabot ng ganiyan. Ay, hindi mo naman magi-gets kase hindi ka pa nagkaka-boyfriend.”
I was shocked, hurt, tears were shed. -OA-
I said, “Di ba naka-dalawang misa ka kakahintay samin. Ba’t ang mean-mean mo ngayon?”
HAHAHA! Gumaganti talaga oh!
Quatre:
Cinq:
Six:
Sept:
Huit:
Neuf:
Dix:
I just felt the urge to write.
As my friend said, “Baka kung sa’n pa lumabas yan, labas mo na! Sulat lang!”
“Kahit ngayon ko lang nalaman what the word “schmaltzy” means, yeah, I got a right to write.” (Tarush, homonyms! HAHA =))
January 21-22, 2008
I am supposed to begin this journal yesterday. All my stories, every events of it have words ready to be written and narrated, like how I am laughing inside the FX going to work hearing Chico and Delamar doing their Top 10 on the radio. I manage to silence myself with the previous eight entries in their list, but this one make my co-passengers look at me like I am a crazy woman who needs to be straight-jacketed after I carry out a reverberating laughter to their surprise.
A: Panget ba ako?
B: Alam mo, wala namang nilalang ang Diyos na panget, pero iba ata yung gumawa sa’yo eh, yung kalaban niya. (Panalo talaga toh! HAHAHA)
That was morning. Going home from work is just a different story. Here is an inquisitive kid grabbing the phone from her mother who is then talking to someone on the other end of the line. Preventing herself to cause a commotion like if she refuses to hand the phone to the kid, she, maybe, will create a ruckus inside the van to the annoyance of the other people there, she just gives in to the child’s request.
I am sitting in the front seat, just overhearing their conversation. Upon getting hold of the phone, the child of, I guess, three or four years says, “Hello, pauwi na, hintayin mo kami. See you soon. Mwah!” And then she gives the phone to her mother and at the same time asking her, “Ma, anu ba to? Taxi o car?”referring to the FX that we are all in.
To end a tiresome day, I am just amazed gazing at the brightest of the stars in the sky these days. Well, it is not really a star. Technically, it is planet named Jupiter. That is really a treat for me who is feeling nauseated that afternoon.
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And that caused me to start my day, that is today, in a not so good a feeling. Maybe you can say it is all in the mind. I let my yesterday sickness consume me, and the result of that would be half of the day away from drudgery or we can say, in layman’s terms, work.
I changed the radio’s frequency longing to hear Chico and Delamar’s voices. My Kuya was then listening to a famous radio duo that I was so fond of before but have a change of heart after getting tired of their almost, as it becomes, senseless talk.
I now wave a “Chico and Delamar forever” poster every morning. I grabbed my blanket and a fluffy pillow, then transferred to a wooden long chair near the radio. I can sense that listening to them will be like an acupunture. The topic is Top Ten Things Not to Say When Asking Someone Out on a Date.
This one just made me laugh:
Boy: Girl, date tayo.
I didn’t get it the first time — hey, I was sick, spare those who are sick. Delamar was really laughing. And then Chico said, Yeah, girl, let’s color our nails pink, something like that, or let’s shop together. At that moment, I burst into laughter. My Kuya, who was then ready to leave the house to go to work, stopped, looking worried after hearing her sister, who was at that time fully blanketed, looking demented, laugh without knowing why.
My back was really causing me irritation. I felt like I was this professor of mine in college to think that it would be my last morning doing my favorite things in this earthly world. I let myself succumb to sleep to lessen the pain. I was awakened by my mother yelling, “Yung tubig umaapaw na,” while she panicked looking for the right key to our gate. Apparently, she went out to buy newspaper and some items and forgot the faucet is on, to put things simply.
Go to work or not go to work. I was fine after a nap and remembering my mad, quote/unquote, mother and her bizaare, endless unprecedented ways to wake me up. But then the question arise, Will I go to work today or will I just let myself walk the whole day on my pajama? But then my eagerness to see friends and the funny conversations — yeah, that is healthier rather than to think that I will go to work that day to finish my six-page file and proofread it — and I am not there when that momentous event — oh, well, at least for me — happen makes me want to cringe with regret. Okay. So I will go to work, I said to myself, that’s final.
Kat, after a minute I made my decision, texted me and said that they will leave the office early, by 2:00, that there are no files to edit. When I heard this news, I felt lazy to go to work. What?! I can’t be there editing a file without them. I mean, I will go there because of them, not to scope. Oh, well, still after thinking about it a trillion of times, considering a wee bit the file’s deadline, there I was claiming my old post from Santa Baby, who was at that time occupying it for a YM access. So, get off him there and then edit I was doing right after.
Chona left after banging her pillow on my arm and then said, “You blogged me.” I was confused as a cat and answered her, “I blogged you?” And then she recounted that she, out of the blue, just googled her name and then she found this blog with her name tagged with a Donya, saw that it was really all about her, clicked it and then we are back to the scene of her banging her pillow on my poor arm.
Off she went and the other “halfday” people and we ended up conversing in the pantry — those who refused to use their VLs — while munching Ate Leah’s food until it was, at last, our time to go home.
January 23, 2009
Chona’s near outrage finding out that I blogged her — though, I know I told that to her before — made me laugh the whole night and thought of writing another entry about her. I typed in a few sentences in a notepad last night, but out of respect to my Kuya, who was watching Bleach online at that time, I dropped that task and planned to continue it some other time.
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Despite of her threats, look, what still I am doing, talking about her and her “misdemeanors.”
Jel: Chona, iba-blog ulit kita. Haha.
Chona: Gaga ka, ‘wag. Pag-uusapan na ako niyan pagbalik ko sa office.
Jel: Ay, mami-miss kita. =( Pero basta iba-blog kita ha. Happy weekend! =)
Chona: Bahala ka!!!
Walking in a corridor going to our workplace, I told Chona that we would be resubmitting requirements to HR because of some reasons I don’t bother to know about. “We need to submit papers like SSS, NBI clearance,” I said. She was on earphones at that time, and obviously, I guess, didn’t fully heard what I said and just protestingly commented, “Putang-ina, bakit kelangan nating kumuha ng Barangay Clearance?”
I almost cried with laughter hearing her said that, we both did, ignoring the onlookers who may imagine we were two drunk women that just happened to pass by.
I felt almost the same “constipated laughter” after reading her own comment on a posted album containing pictures of her taken by several people to whom she generously gave heartfelt thank-yous. She was demeaning herself, talking to her own posted picture saying, “Feeling mo maganda ka, mataba ka!” And to another she was saying, “Malaki braso mo, kung maka-pose?!” And when confronted why she was doing such, she reasoned out, “Wala akong magawa. Hehe.”
I totally agree with a friend saying, “Si Donya lang ang makakagawa niyan, ang awayin ang sarili online.”
Miss you, Tsoning! =)