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About the talking man and the clucking motor

Sunday, June 6th, 2010

Once in a while, you get weird days. This week, there were those instances.

Like Tuesday. We went to Cubao Expo, Meow bought a nice purple authentic Eastern parasol, with bamboo stem and everything, and an Obi (the kimono, we plan, will be bought next week).

There was this weird big man who kept talking to us about about this marketing event, first, to meow, then, to me.

Sometimes, I think weird people gravitate to Meow. I love her and everything but weird people really come toward her. See, look at me.

Talking to him was like an out-of-body experience, he shook my hand and talked about this marketing event that I think he thought we should or might be attending.

If I was alone, I would think that he may have mistaken me for someone else, but he kept talking to my girlfriend as well. I was not able to catch what he was telling her, I don’t think I will get it, either.

I think his English is OK. I just don’t understand it for some reason.

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Traveling with Penelope

Thursday, May 6th, 2010

Sasha, our dog gave birth to puppies. After much delay, We decided that it’s about time we give some away. Eight dogs in a household is a lot, and they are growing fast. Meow’s sister’s daughter wanted a puppy. Living in Bulacan, we would have to travel.

From Drop Box

My parents gave one of the puppies the name Penelope. I don’t know why. She also happens to be my favorite, so it was sad to see her go. She’s really nice and that is one of the reasons why we’re gonna give it to child, para madaling alagaan. And she is pretty, too.

Meow’s apartment is in Cainta. So I rode a jeep to get there. So we rested for a while. Then off we went to Cubao, where the bus terminal for Malolos is located. We rode another jeep, with Penelope on my lap. She’s a well-behaved puppy, not the type that whines a lot. It took some time to get there, for a Sunday morning, the jeep has to re-route due to some Fun Run event.1 So we were making fun or chatting about Meow’s ridiculously superficial co-worker, when Penelope threw up. Siguro nahilo sa bigla-biglang liko ng jeep!

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  1. I hate to say this but Fun Runs seem to be like a trend these days, just like ballroom dancing was back in the 90′s, but this one was arranged by some Presidentable, which makes me not to vote for him more. And I have never been a big fan of his in the first place. []

The Sister, my Brother and Me

Friday, April 16th, 2010

I was catholic schooled until high school. Most of the time, I have cool Values Ed (it was at some point called CLE for Christian Living Education) teachers, except maybe for Sister Josefa.

I guess it was because of them that I have learned love the RCC as a religion, and even now that I became agnostic (or whatever), I still have this soft spot for the Roman Catholic Church.

When I was in 2nd grade, that was the time we had our first communion, Sr. Josefa was in charge of the batch that will be having it. I think it is a big deal for catholic schools. It is after all, part of the seven sacraments.

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Ondoy

Monday, September 28th, 2009

Ondoy. And he had a funny name.

September 26, Saturday, approx. 3:05 At work,  Our Manager in charge advised us to go home if wee need to but it wouldn’t be advisable. We learned that many parts of Cainta, Marikina, EDSA and QC was flooded. Storm was heavy.

September 26, Saturday, approx. 3:15 Meow texts if there is a way for me to get there. She’s stranded. I go down, tried to see if I can get there. The MRT seems to be the only means of transportation. My umbrella turned, (and I was so proud that the one I carried was big and sturdy). Some asshole laughed at me.

September 26, Saturday, approx. 4:00 I go to Ortigas MRT station. Line is long, it extends outside. Parang Blockbuster Movie!

September 26, Saturday, approx. 4:30 Waiting on line. They stopped selling tickets. Nobody is allowed to go to the platform. Too many people. Desperate to get in.

I have not seen this much desperation in people’s faces to since college enrollment.

The MRT was crammed.  Parang lata. You can see people’s faces and body pushed to the sides of the glass doors.

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Mood shift courtesy of the random lady

Thursday, August 13th, 2009

Got home. I finally completed my clearance at my previous company and then walked to Greenbelt 3 for the Visuals with Vision mini-exhibit organized by the people behind YoCards. A photograph of Maki, my old dog (I still miss him) was on display. Meow was right, I should learn to stand by my work. I just sent the picture with a one-liner email without a title and not much information about the picture and why I think it is relevant to the theme of the contest. I think I can stand by my work, I can be very defensive but you have to ask me first.

Oops! They did ask me, I didn’t reply, just too lazy. I take that back. I can, just need to be forced to defend my work.

I could not wait for the program to start, so I left before the announcement of winners. I don’t think I will win anyway. There are better pictures there by more deserving artists. I was there for two hours. Patience is a virtue I don’t possess. It’s already unlike me to stay alone for that long without sitting.

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The sogo experience

Friday, June 19th, 2009

Based on a true story….

“We had a big fight last Friday. A really big fight over lost time and my inability to show affection,” Jack told me, “I felt really bad about it.”

“I saw Jane  the following day,” he continued, “we bought a laptop. By the time we ate we were really tired. She had this thing about motels being a place of sin, of how those poor hapless women are brought there against there own volition .

“It goes something that.” He said thoughtfully.

“Letse! Pa-ingles-ingles ka pa!” I shout at him, “Ano ba talaga kwento mo?”

“I am getting there, Geez!” He answered irritably. “Tang ina mo!”

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Nawala ang Phone ko!

Tuesday, January 13th, 2009

Kanina, pagod ako sa trabaho.  One of those days na na-drain ako ng calls. Minsan lang ako makatulog sa FX, bago ako sumakay, naalala ko na nagcheck pa ako ng oras.Nagising ako at bumaba ng FX at nang gusto ko na tingnan ang oras, wala na ang cellphone sa bulsa.

Balak ko palitan ang cellphone ko kasi 2 years na rin sya sa akin pero wala pa akong pera kasi inuna ko ang pagbili ng notebook nung pasko. Pero wala na… kaninang umaga bago ako matulog nanghinayang ako sa number at memory card, nanghinayang ako sa files: mga pictures (and it is a good thing I recently had most of the kinky pics removed and sana kayanin nya ang laman ng memory card) at mga memorable messages. Sayang yung number kasi gamit ko na sya for the past three years at may mga numero yun ng mga tao na wala na akong ibang contact information.

May mga MMS na mahalaga at di ko na makukuha lalo na yung mga emotional ones nung nagsisimula pa lang kami ni Grace, syempre di na yun mababalik…

May backup naman yung ibang photos at audio pero kahit na, na-realize ko na kahit luma na yung phone at medyo mukha nang magkakahiwa-hiwalay, yun ang pinundar ko sa unang 13th month pay ko sa unang full-time na trabaho ko.

Iniisip ko OK na yung madukutan kesa ma-holdap. Knock on wood, na di sya mangyari sa akin!

I will be starting fresh again. Medyo naging dependent na ako sa telepono, nakakaasar man isipin. Andun lahat ng birthdays ng mga tao that DO matter. Andun din yung mga reminders ko at may mga snippets ako ng mga project na gagawin ko na naisip ko lang out of the blue at walang papel na masususulatan. Ngayon wala na. Wala na!

Sana alagaan nya na lang ang cellphone ko kahit hayup sya.

Hay! Buhay! Wala na ngang pera, wala pang cellphone. Letse!

Ruminations

Thursday, December 11th, 2008

Whenever I close my eyes, images flash in my eyes… most often just faint red patterns of geometric form turning scarlet during emotional distress, sometimes I see flashes of memories or pastel paintings, images and even frescoes. Sometimes I see watercolor art of butterflies and it will zoom close and I’ll see the intricate design of her wings, sometimes of Renaissance art and be awed by its grandeur. Sometimes memories of things so vivid and sometimes of those forgotten, I can almost feel the sensation. Of a girl in bed and her mocha skin beneath the sheets and the strands of hair. I see images of wizards, fairies and unicorns, landscapes of places I have seen or never visited or maybe just products of my imagination.

Di ba parang adik lang?

The day Manny won. I woke up at 2. I thought I cared but I didn’t, di naman gaganda ang ekonomiya ng Pilipinas, ano man ang mangyari sa laban nila ni Dela Hoya. I woke up and got up to Church with my girlfriend (it was her idea), it was like strolling in a museum, we observed the architecture and the Interiors. It has been years since I paid our Church a visit. Since being agnostic, I don’t go to Sunday mass anymore but it was nice visiting.

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The mystery woman

Thursday, December 4th, 2008

So it was uneventful day.

I received a text message, an innocuous one, at that. Something about having a nice day and having God’s blessings. A text apparently from someone who does not know I dislike messages with God on it.

Like I always do, when just phone numbers come up, I ask who it is.

And the reply went something like: This is Elvyra. U 4gt abt me na. U asked for my no. db?

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Anong gagawin mo pag wala kang pera?

Thursday, October 30th, 2008

Tuesday ng hapon, gumising ako at kailangan ko humanap ng pera.  My pride won’t make my overinflated ego ask my parents for money. 70 pesos na lang ang pera ko at nangangailangan ako ng panggastos. Nakakahiya man maningil sa mga kaibigan na maayos naman magbayad, kailangan ko maningil ng pautang.

Nagtext sa akin ang aking unemployed girlfriend at wala na rin syang money, magkikita dapat kami sa Libis kung saan may inasikaso sya mula sa previous employer nya. Pero sa Sta. Lucia na lang daw dahil ang sisingilin ko ay nasa Marikina. Syempre ang ganda ng bihis namin nung araw na yun (and believe me, when I say I made extra effort to look good that day).

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