10 Mga Nakakaasar na Eksena sa Jeepney

1)      Yung pilang daig pa ang blockbuster movie sa sinehan tapos yung mga kapwa mo

pasaherong kakarating lang ay dumiretsong sakay pagkadating na pagkadating.

2)      Yung ipinagssisikan ng drayber na 9 talaga ang dapat makaupo kahit wala ng mapaglagyan. Sabi pa, 'Kaya yan, tiwala lang'. Saveey?!

3)      Yung sinasabihan ka ng drayber na galaw-galaw nalang para magkasya. Eh, Kuya ang sikip na nga diba! Paano pa makakagalaw!

4)      Yung mga pasaherong di marunong mag-abot ng bayad. Di mo matantiya kung busy o wala lang talaga sa sarili.

5)      Yung mga drayber na di marunong mag-abot ng sukli.

6)      Yung mga Mamang mahilig sa manspreading. Yung totoo Kuya gaano ba kalaki yang sayo at kung makabukaka ka diyan ay wagas habang si Nanay sa tabi mo ay ipit na ipit?

7)      Yung mga pasaherong insensitib. Imagine sobrang sikisikan sa jeep. Tapos may mga bumaba. Pero siksikan pa rin sa kabila habang ang luwag sa kabila. Ate, makiramdam din pag may time, di puro FB lang.

8)      Yung mga mamang busy sa kaka-COC habang si Lolo ay nakakabit sa jeep. Totoy, baka makahingi ng konting awa sa tuhod ni Lolo.

9)      Yung mga drayber na tamad huminto. Pumara ka na sa babaan at lahat dire-diresto pa rin. Ayan tuloy kailangan mo pa sumakay ulit pabalik sa sobrang layo ng hinituan.

10)   Yung mga pasaherong kung makasigaw ng ‘Para!’ ay parang wala ng bukas. Nagagalit pa kung hindi nakahinto sa gusto niyang pahintuan. Alam namang bawal doon.

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Ngannong Lisod Kaayo Muingon ug NO

Nganong Lisod Kaayo Muingon ug 'NO'

Padulong nako pauli ug kay gusto man lagi ta ug bugnaw, sulod sa mall gyud ko muagi. Kada-adlaw, ako ginabaybay ang Greenbelt, Glorietta paingon sa LandMark ug SM, ug sa kani nga mga lakaw, ako jud nga pugson ang ako kaugalingon sa pag lakaw nga way lingi-lingi. Lisod na ug makapalit ta ug dili oras. Imagine P120,000 sa usa lang ka sunglasses? Haroy yuta naman jud na ako mapalit. So as usual, sutoy ra gyud ko.

Pero wa gyud ko kapalag pag agi nako sa Black Pearl nga booth. Sige ra ko ni ug agi-agian ug kung manawag na gani ang salesman, mulingiw dayo ko ug mupaspas ug lakaw. Apan karon, tam-is kaayo ang smile ni salesman nga ibutang lang nato sa pangalan nga Harry kay nakalimot ko. Actually, nagpaila-ila biya siya apan di lang gyud nako mahinumduman kay busy kaayo siya ug pangutana nako kung unsa ako gamit.

H: Ma'am, ano po gamit ninyo para sa inyo face?

A: Wala po talaga Sir, pure Safeguard lang.

H: Ahh, ganoon how about moisturizers?

A: Cetaphil cleanser lang po kung meron mahal kasi.

H: Pero madalas kayo magpa-facial?

A: Ay wala din Sir, baka magising mga pores ko (sheet memeng last nalang gyud ka nako bah!)

Wa nako kabanatay nga iya gigunitan ako kamot ug iya ko gidala sa ilang booth para mag-sample. Iyang giunag hanyag sa ako ang peeling mask nga iyang gibutang sa parte sa akong tuong kamot. Nahadlok ko kay basin mag iyahay ug panggawas  ang ako buling. Mahibaw-an nga wa ko kapanglugod ganiha kay nagdali-dali ko ug kaligo.

After mga 2 minutes, iya na gitangtang ang iya gibutang ug tinood nangadala ang ako dead skin ug mga dagkong buling. Amazing! Amazing pod ang presyo kay tag P5,400 ang usa ka gamay nga sudlanan. Good for 1 year daw ug mas best and epekto kon gamitan nimo sa ilang moisturizer nga tag P5,000 pod kapin ang gamay nga botelya. Harroy, ta-ta ang akong Safeguard papaya! Pero nindot man, di jud ko padala kay mahal ra kaayo.

Nag-thank you nako sa effort ni Harry ug ready na mo go-rah sa dihang miabot ang very neat ug gwapong foreigner nga I'm sure dili Americano. Iya kung gisugdan sa pag-ingon nga nindot daw ako earings ug cute daw ko. Juice colored! Murag gibayang ang ako kalag. Ug misamot kini sa dihang miingon siya nga tungod kay cute ko, ihatag nalang niya sa ako ang Black Pearl Peeling Mask ug P2,700 instead nga 5,400. Nakaingon si Harry ug, "Sure ka, Sir!" Ma'am avail mo na to. Anak yan ng may-ari at minsan lang ang ganyang offer!

Aguuy! Unsaon naman nako ni! Kabarato na lang. Ug kagwapo sa naghatag nako ug discount! Lami na kaayo igawas ang ako credt card, pero maayo nalang wa ko patunto. Ako usang gi-imagine and ako mga bayranan ug kung naa ba ko ma-spare para aning ilang pagwapa apan bisag walay calculator kabalo ko nga ma negative gyud ang akong budget. Maayo mu -salestalk ning mga tuway pero naa pod ko sa sales ug ako pod ning ginabuhat. So samtang ila ko gibola-bola, sige rako ug katawa dili tungod kay flattered ko kung dili kay naka huna huna pod ko sa akong mga gema-gema sa pamaligya aron makahalin.

Besides, sa retail world grabe ang patong. Sure ko dili siya lugi bisan ihatag pa to niya ug 1K. Na factor in nana nila sa ilang pag presyo ug grabe ang ilang ganansiya kung mupatol ka sa tag P5,400. Hoy, Dong di tika padatuon ug samot!

So mao to mga friends, lisod man, pero kung dili kaya sa budget, firm jud ang NO! Kay kung dili,gwapa lagi ka pero ga sakripisyo pod imo budget. Oh siya, muuli nako ug manghilam-os sa ako Safeguard Papaya! LOL


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(Alas 2:20 sa hapon.Gihidlaw para wala akong kakatugon sa laay nga kinabuhi)

Kanang bisag gitungga ug gibubo na nimo ang kape knock out gihapon ka.

Gusto gyud ko mag-doctor. Kanang maglaslas sa mga gilangaw nga samad ug mag-inject hangtod mag-aruy-aruy ang pasyente. Kaso, makuyapan ko makakita ug dugo ug kurug akong kamot. Mauna pa unya ko mamatay sa akong pasyente...

Kung dili ko ma-doctor mag-medrep nalang ko. At least duol-duol ra. Unya unsa mani ako nabalitaan nga tagaan man daw ug sakyanan! Wow! Problema karon kay ratulon man ko. Gamay nga sirbato bulagan dayon ko sa akong kasing-kasing...

Pangandoy sab nako nga mahimong abogada. Ingon ako Mama, lami daw ko mangistorya. Tuo kaayo ko. Mama gud na nako. Unya maayo lagi ko mangistorya, wa poy unod pildi na dayon. Usa pa, dali ra ang pag-eskwela, problema karon kung mag take 2, take 3, take-out ta sa bar exam...

Feel nako mag-photographer ang apan lang kay way ulo akong kuha tanan. Ug kung nature pod kunuhay kuhaan nako, kung dili ngitngit, blur. Mas maayo siguro no kung ako nalang ang kuhaan ug picture?...

Kay actually feel man jud pod nako mag-model. Tabangi ko kung unsa. Dili pwede ang gown nga arang ka taas kay potot ko. Di pod pwede model sa buhok kay mubo ang ako ug kalkag pa.Model nalang unta ug tiil kaso isa nalang katudlo ang okay. The rest patay ang kuko. Ana sila nga mag-model nalang ko ug bra pero kabalo ko nga yaga-yaga to kay kabalo ko nga flat pako sa surfing board. Band aid siguro pwede pa!

Naa pod daw ko chance ma-singer kaso, maayo rako mubirit ug walay tawo. Buangon pod raba ning mga tuko sa amo kay kung magpakulot-kulot na gani ko sa akong voice, mag-iyahay ug pangahulog.

Haaai..laaya!

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Four Things You Hate About Alarm Clocks

Photo from Science World.

Too loud. Something that wakes the entire neighborhood with drowsy prying eyes shot on you. “Okay, Okay, I’m gonna lower the volume from now on.”

Snooze loose.  There goes the alarm but you trust too much it will alarm 5 mins later and  failed to hear it. It does scream again but you are too busy at dreamlandia. Then you woke up 30 mins later cursing the imbecilic thing. Really, dear?

It does not bear with you. So you had set it at 6am, and it did its job of yelling at you to get up.  Tired and hangover as hell, you decided to skip breakfast and sleepily reset the alarm for additional 10 minutes. Only  you  did the resetting in your DREAMS and the next time you wake it’s 8am. Hey, don’t fret. Call the office for a leave now!

Panic bringer.  You stayed really late then your alarm blared like fire alarm signaling the start of day. Panicking you’ll be late you jumped off, dashed to the bathroom and went back to bed really annoyed to realize it’s your day-off or it’s a holiday. Hey, do not blame the object. Blame yourself for not checking out what you have programmed for the week. Or better go back to sleep.

10 THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT SCHOOL

1.    Waking up early. Especially when it's freaking cold outside and all you could wish is for the night to extend so you could succumb in the warmth of your sheets. Or the booze did really get you and standing up in the moment is the last thing you would do...

2.    Running out of clothes. So your class is 7am and you woke up 6:50 and hastily get to your closet only to find out your ragged jeans is at the laundry together with all your fave stuff. Just reverse that shirt kiddo!

3.    ID misfortune. My university having no gates around its perimeter is very lax when it comes to ‘No ID No Entry’ policy. I had more than enough of this in high school though. I live 10km from school and forgetting your ID at the last minute means you better be absent. Darn!

4.    Surprise quizzes. Because you know too well how you will suck at it because you trade study with a gulp session.

5.    A greedy classmate. Those people who keep their notes to their own. Those people who do not share assignments. Those people who don’t tell there's a quiz. Geez, I could go on forever at this.

6.    Movie review. Remember those days when you walked inside the classroom and read the instruction on the board: Proceed to blah, blah, blah, watch blah, blah, blah, and pass your movie review next meeting. Like really?

7.    Lazy instructors. Those teachers who come to class late and leave early. Those who are best at giving students gazillion of reports and give no inputs. Those who only show up twice or thrice in a semester and ask you to pass assignments via email.

8.    Killer instructors. Those who are too good at their field of endeavour. Too good that you can't please them at all. And in a class of 30, only 5 will pass or worst none.

9.    Repeating the same killer professor. Not again!

110. Thesis. Here’s the deal. Group: Too many heads, too few hands. Individual: One head, two hands with self as the enemy. Enough said.

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Brewing Boredom

Soliloquy [Hotel Room Rants]

If only I got one interesting story to tell. Something that can make you stick around for another sec. Something that could make you realize that I am of worth to hear out. But I have nothing but rants about the maladies life offered. Could I even be more thankful?

Hotel rooms have been my sanctuary these days. The solitude it inflicts, the ‘me’ moment it brings. Hearing my own breathing is but lovely. Green Day is telling me, ‘One 21 gun lay down your arms give up the fight’, on the other side. I do not know what he is trying to convey. Music hardly penetrates the core of my being lately.

There’s beer on the fridge but I do not know how in the world will I get it open. Lots of peanuts on my side but it’s starting to dawn into me why in the hell do I have a dozen of this rounded sweet nuts when I do not eat such. Isn’t it a sarcastic humour to either have things you still have to reckon the purpose or to have things you have but you hate? But such is life they say. If not irony, surprises. And I am bored so I rant about such.

And here goes that rectangular robot screaming like hell for me to pick up. Really, I have nothing against phones. The very invention of it took communication to a very different level. Communication has never been this easy, handy, convenient, and all the adjectives that connotes it. But it also is the very reason why people over communicate and get misunderstood.

20:09 11/24/14 

Flat Talk

Challenging Gravity by Ross Jaylo.
Philippine Contemporary Art Fair 2014. Makati City.

Come to think of it, how are you lately? I invite you to sit, grab a cup of coffee if you want and let’s have a chat. Also, there’s few cookies left in the jar, get if you fancy and suit yourself on my lonely tattered couch.

Yes, I know. You do not reckon what you are doing here but maybe you are bothered with life’s generalities that you keep on walking, looking for answers, ending up in my flat. You do not need to go away, run away and be far away to have the answers. No, I do not have them either. It is within you.

Relationships, family, careers—these are what boggle you, right? C’mon! You do not need to nod. Just be comfortable there. Sleep if you need to. That won’t make a difference with me ranting.

So how’s you and Joey? Still afraid to tell your mom about you two? Yes, of course, I perfectly understand it is hard to fail society’s expectation. You won’t believe me but it is freeing, sweet pea! You do not owe them any explanation of your choices.  No, do not stare at me like that. I know what I am talking about. Are you happy? Yes? So what is bothering you? The thing is, the ticket to life’s journey does not depend on the mode of transportation but your mood during the transport so choose well.

Now do not get me wrong but I know you aren't here to hear my rants. Oh, I should have been a good host, offering you beer or empathetic hugs while saying, ‘It’s okay’. ‘Everything is gonna be fine…’ But no, I won’t utter those. Because you need to hear what you ought to hear. No sugar coating. No whitewashing. What for are you here?

Now eat this soup while steaming hot. Misery is better faced full. And this time I cannot offer any better but this. At the end of the day, you will be the one making the decision. Stand up. Eat.

Are you sleepy? Hang on a sec, I’ll just get you a blanket. This time of the year is quite cold. Oh, sweet pea, you need not apologize for being here. We all have our down times and one explodes with no one to implode. Here take this and sleep well through the night. A good night sleep makes a difference. 

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Lone Climb Turned Out Trio at Mt. Maculot Batangas

Feeling queen of my own empire at Mt. Maculot, Cuenca Batangas.

Excitement is an understatement when an officemate mentioned about Mt. Maculot. It is barely an hour and a half from Pasay and can be clambered at a minimum time. Just perfect for a quick lone getaway.  I cannot wait! No itinerary. Just me, myself, and I dating nature. But like any other story, there was a wicked witch—my darling, darling sister. She found out I would be mounting alone and just taken back her words of allowing me to do such thing. Darn! Why in the first place did I mention I’ll go alone. I mean, what is the big deal? I’m an independent woman (chos!) and I can handle myself. Many people do the same. But I do not want my family to worry so I did find two on the go buddies. By the way, lesson learned. Never mention where to go and who’s with you to avoid 'gala' plan disrupted. 

The Experience

Dismayed that my first plan did not materialize, I thought I'll journey up totally flabbergasted. Thanks to Ipay and Ryan being the 11th-hour amazing travel buddies it turned out otherwise. Mt. Maculot is just a chill climb and even chiller if you have 'not maarte' and 'go lang' company. The ascend is lung-friendly which I enjoyed given I have a weak one. Thirst is surely quenched with iced cold buko juice at every station and if you are lucky enough hitch a shot of Emperador with the locals.

How to get to Mt. Maculot?

Jam Liner (Buendia) bound to Lemery and get-off at Cuenca (P149)

Ride a motorcycle to the registration area that will also get you to the jump-off

Motorcycle Fare P20     

Registration 20

Note: Bring ID

There are guides on queue at the registration area so worry not if it is your first time to go up. Minimum fee is 300-400 pesos.

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If I am to Write a Song

If I am to write a song

I’ll pen it nice and long

Until you get tired of hearing my affection

Until you get sick of je t’aime in each line

If I am to write a song

I’ll accompany it with a gong

So you’ll get on your feet

So I’ll get to dance with you

If I am to write a song

I’ll do it full of wrong

To awake the grammar police in you

To have your complete attention

But I no longer write songs…

35th Manila International Book Fair

Manila International Book Fair ignites passion. Books.

Books, books, and many books. Mental indigestion is all I can anticipate as I stepped at the SMX Convention Center at the Mall of Asia Complex, Pasay City. The Manila International Book Fair is now on its 35th year to pioneer in bringing book enthusiasts altogether. Housing the largest collection of literature for academic and leisure alike, the said affair never missed to make it on a bibliophile’s to do list  every        September.

The Book Museum at the MIB.

Thrilled to see a chord book for The Book Thief's piano solo then I saw Bieber.
Darn! Why do these two should be that close.

Breeding a generation of readers. I really hope so.

Just because I am a music fanatic.

As a full blooded Mindanaon and MSUAn this book about Rido just intrigued me a lot.

No, I did not take it. But the the title just made me lol.

The sight of books calms me down. It's like ice cream on summer. Music in silence. Now I am getting melodramatic here. But hey, a 20-peso entrance for an affair plus the million possibilities of having good books at bargain is not a thing to pass.

Revisiting the Tracks I Go Gaga Then and Even Now

What I Hate About Boredom...

What I hate about boredom is that it fancies a lot to bring your sanity at the brink. Sure thing, there are a million and one ways to remedy it, but the playful universe once in a while purposely brushed one’s emotion to remind you of your imperfections. I know this shall pass. It’s gonna be okay, but at the juncture no books, no booze, and no band can save me. It is exhausting to keep on running away only to find yourself at the very same spot you are supposed to escape…

Brewing Boredom

Random thoughts from the desk of a creature bathed in boredom…

If life is a choice, where then are the options? If there could be any, I would say such options are limited. As limited as only choosing between A and B when C is supposed to be part of it.

As in the penning of these incoherent rants, I wonder how prawns give me hyper-acidity  Or why coffee lightens up everything, or what book am I suppose to read next. Keep reading? You might be as bored as me. Hey, it’s cool to know I am not alone here, buddy!

It is just 22: 34 and everyone is deep slumber, drowned to their own dreams. I am tempted to do the same but the milk I chugged did not do its job. I am still pretty much awake littering someone else’s thought. I guess a shot of gin and tonic or whiskey will doze me off, bother to be a company?

It just hit me then to check out what I did productive today.  Well maybe aside from oversleeping that left me a bad headache, I did also call my mom which I only do when there is something wrong. Tick-tock! I passed the day with just that? Hmmp, would you consider it productive to have a new playlist? My deepest apology, Youtube, a kiddie just ripped off the play button. I might also convince myself that I got a fulfilled Saturday because I'm finally done with What Einstein Told His Barber. Wait, what did he tell the barber? That I was such a lazy bone today, passing even meals because I feel so idle to drag myself out from bed. 

Still there? Did you ever realize how it means to me to talk to you? Self-talk can be a crazy habit sometimes and it still puzzles me how I get to live those days when I need to deal with people.  Promise I’d be ranting no more…