TRAPO

Ang aga ko lumabas ng bahay namin kanina, quarter to 5. Madilim pa sa labas, tas wala pa ilaw yung poste namin. Ewan ko ba, wala na ata kaming pambayad ng ilaw ng poste. Ang dami kasing kapitbahay na hindi nagbabayad ng tubig, kaya dun kami binawi sa ilaw. Ingat na ingat ako sa paglalakad, baka may matapakang hindi kanais-nais na bagay. Dami kasing aso. Isa lang ang posteng may ilaw, yung nasa entrance ng munti naming matirik na subdivision. Doon sa tapat ng waiting shed. Napansin ko, parang may mga nakasabit doon sa dahon at sanga nung puno namin ng acacia. Nung malapit na ako sa baba, at nung maliwanag na dahil sa ilaw ng poste, saka ko nakita. 'Tang 'na yan! Muka pala ni Gloria nakasabit! At hindi pa sila nakontento. Pati yung katawan ng acacia, dinikitan ng malaking banner! P*ta! Mas matanda pa sa kin yung punong yon, landmark ng subdivision namin, tas dinikitan! Saka ko lang napansin yung paligid ko. Yung waiting shed namin, parang pinagdikit-dikit na muka ng kung sino-sinong mga kandidato. Nakangiti pa si FPJ. At marami pang naglalakihang pangalan. Nakakairita silang lahat!! Nagmuka nang basurahan yung entrance ng subdivision namin. Di bale sana kung pagkatapos ng eleksyon babalikan nila yung mga kalat nila don eh. Pero hindi naman. Hanggang kelan ko pa makikita sa baba namin yung mga nakakasura nilang pagmumuka? Buti nga yung bagong pinturang waiting shed nung katapat naming subdivision pinatawad eh. Ganyan naman sila. Sa lahat ng mga nakadikit doong muka at pangalan, may makikita kaya akong talagang maipagmamalaki ko? Nakakaasar, nawawalan na ata ako ng tiwala sa pulitiko. Botante pa naman ako ngayong eleksyon. Nagiging pessimist na ata ako ngayon ah. Nakakasawa din kasi. O baka nadadala lang ako nung kanta...

Jueteng at illegal logging
Me sideline, rape at kidnapping
Dealer ng shabu at UZI
Commander ng private army!

Me-ari ng subdivision
Stockholder ng corporation
Landlord na, landgrabber pa
Anak ka ng bobong tanga!

Ang hirap mong hulihin
Lahat kaya mong bilhin
Wala kang silbe, wala kang silbe sa amin.

Trapo, trapo ka kase
Trapo, trapo, trapo ka kase.
(Repeat)

Di na binoboto pero nananalo. (4x)

Me misis pero siyam ang kabit
Na-adik kaya sabik na sabik
Ang kapal mo, hindi ka manipis
Ginugudtaym mo lang ang aming buwis!

Mas maraming absent kesa present
Di ginagawa kanyang assignment
Mula Lunes hanggang Biyernes
Wala sa Kongres, panay ang beauty rest!

Ang sarap mong ihawin
Ipalamon sa mga pating
Wala kang silbe, wala kang silbe sa amin.

Daming kalokohan pero napagtatakpan. (4x)

HW WILL I DIE NEXT..?

***FLASHBACK***

Summer 1994

Maribel, Carol, my brother, me.

Playing. Laughing.

Until we saw it. The gun under the staircase.

My brother took it...

...and pointed it to me...

...and pulled the trigger...

A gun kept under the staircase shouldn't have a bullet, right?

...right?

BANG!!

***END OF FLASHBACK***

I remember i should have died that day. And i thank my lucky stars and the Lord above that i did not. The impact of the shot threw my brother backwards and instead of the bullet hitting me, it hit the roof. My cousin (who owned the gun) came running when he heard the shot. He asked us who did it. None of us spoke. I felt numb. I can't even speak. I was rooted to the spot. Since then, i got afraid of guns.

And last night, i died again. I was shot again. How many times do i have to die in my dreams? I drowned, i was stabbed, i was poisoned, i was shot. Again. Again. Again. And the worst thing here is that i always feel it. Always.

It all started when i was in fourth year highschool. At first, it got me paranoid. Dying inside my dreams isn't exactly paradise. Until i got used to it. Until i finally asked myself, "i wonder how will i die next time.." It's creepy, but it's always there. They say that if you dreamt about death, it means a new life. But do i always have to die? And it's not only me dying. Sometimes, i see other people die. People i don't know. They die in front of me. Damn! When will all this stop? Im starting to get scared again... scared, scared, scared.

And now i wonder...will i die again tonight..?

Lookie! Lookie!!

wai~ new layout... asteeeeeg!!! Ilang gabi din yan ha... This is the version2 of my blog entitled..."plok! plok! plok!" because it's the sound effect of the rain falling on the roof. This layout kinda reflects my sentimental side, of which only a few chosen people had personally witnessed. And well, i haven't seen the rain for a while, and especially now that summer is getting closer, and all that.. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

And oh yeah, you are listening to Rurouni Kenshin's 4th ending song, "it's gonna rain."

Special thanks to Camille and Jenny, who made the finishing touches of the layout. Love yah guys.

NAKAKATAKOT ANG BUKO PANDAN

I hate buko. Nagkatrauma kasi ako nung bata ako..nasuka ako pagkakain ko ng buko.
Tas nga etong birthday ni Aisa, ang desert kasi ay buko pandan. Sabi sakin ni jep, kain daw ako nung gulaman lang, ung parang gelatin na green. Hindi naman daw kasi lasang buko yon. Edi ako naman, medyo ayaw ko pa, eh napilit nya ko. Kaya isinubo ko yung isang gelatin. Tas...pucha!! Sobrang lasang buko!! Nakakbadtrip!! Pinipilit kong lunukin, kaso ayoko talaga. Kaya ayun, inilagay ko yung pira-pirasong gelatin sa ilalim ng dila ko tas nakabuka lang yung bibig ko para hindi ko talaga malasahan. Naghanap kme ni jep ng pwede ko duraan. Hinahanap namin ung cr ng girls, kaso una naming nakita yung cr ng boys. Sabi nya dun na lang daw. Edi syempre ayoko sa cr ng boys diba? (referring to the ghost and creepy guy incident) E talagang desperado na ko, kaya ayun ulit, napilit nya ko.

Pagdating sa cr ng boys andun si Emman! Umiihi pa ata!! Kaya hindi ako pumasok. Baka may makita pa akong bagay-bagay na di dapat makita eh, mahirap na. Sabi ni jep, si Emman lang naman daw un eh. Kahit pa 'no! Tas sabi ba naman ni Emman "sige na, aalis na ko" na para bang may gagawin kme ni jep na kababalaghan! Edi lingon muna ako sa paligid, baka kasi may makakita sa kin na pumasok ako sa cr ng boys. Nung clear na ang view, pumasok ako. Sabi ni jep, iluwa ko na lang daw dun sa bowl. Eh ang baho-baho dun eh! Ayoko nga! Sa sobrang desperasyon ko, dun ko na lang niluwa sa lababo yung gelatin. E yung gripo don may nakakabit na hose, kaya hindi namin mabuhusan. Kaya yung gelatin, nakakalat don sa lababo. Yuck, kadiri diba? Tas si jep, tawa ng tawa, ang baboy ko nga kasi eh. Argh!

In the first place naman kasi, kasalanan ni jep yun. Tas tatawanan nya ko. Ang pangit talaga ng lasa. Uminon na nga ako ng tubig, ayaw pa din mawala..! Kaya yung sprite, parang ipinangmumog ko pa. Ang baboy ko na talaga..nakakahiya...

At dahil don, di na talaga ako kakain o iinom ng kahit na anong may kinalaman sa buko. Ang nakakaasar lang kasi, karamihan sa mga parties, buko pandan ang desert. Kaya lagi na lang akong hindi makakain. Baka sakali lang daw kasi na kapag nakakain ako nung gelatin, mamulat ako sa mundo ng buko. Na baka me-realize ko na masarap pala yung buko. E lagi na lang masama yung nangyayari kapag kumakain ako nun eh. Hindi ko nga alam kung bakit gusto ng maraming tao yun eh. Ayoko na talaga nun..hindi na nila ako mapipilit..ever!


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Nga pala, hindi ako napagalitan ng mga magulang ko. Pero, yung magaling kong tito yung sumita sa kin.

Tito Oying: anong oras ka umuwi kagabi?
Me: ...ala una.
Tito Oying: lokoloko ka talaga! Sinong kasabay mo?
Me: ...ung mga taga-Binanginan.
Tito Oying: baka naman lasing ka pa pag-uwi mo!!
Me: ...hindi ako uminom. (true! true!)
Tito Oying: baka naka-drugs ka?!
Me: ...ha? (sabay taas ng kilay)

Ngek! Ano kaya un??! Muka na ba akong drogista??? Kesyo daw sabi nya na ang payat ko daw, tas ang laki na daw ng eyebags ko kasi lagi akong puyat (baka daw kaya hindi ako makatulog), at kaya daw isa lang ang suot kong hikaw.. pero ngek, diba? Hindi ko nga alam kung matatawa ba ako o ano eh. Drogista... x_x

The Costume Party


Today..(or is it yesterday? it's already 2am..) is Aisa's 18th birthday party!!! And because she's Aisa, it's a costume party!! The idea of a costume party got my brain working for a while, until it finally burst -- without having any idea what to wear. And a good college classmate (jam, kung nababasa mo 'to...salamat!) suggested our highschool uniform. So it's not exactly a costume..but hey! i could pretend like a highschool girl, right? And besides, all of us already missed our HS uniform, and them seeing us in that garb will surely bring lots of old memories...so there! I asked another kabarkada of mine to wear her uniform so that there will be two of us and it will be fun. It's like a dare thing -- going to a party wearing our old unform...

When we arrived...
Valerie was wearing a cowgirl outfit, Krisdan was an indian, but he looked like a witch-doctor of some sort, Jeff was a dementor, Emman, i guess, was an NPA, Jason was wearing formal clothes, Marianne, Jayjay, Markrey, Francis and Macy were wearing casual clothing, Roy i guess was a construction worker, Gerald and Marion were in their college uniform (they came from school), and Vida, Vina, Koney, Freya, Aida and MJ were in their japanese school-girl outfit. (it's really cool!! they're in mini skirts, long white polo shirts with a tie matching their skirts, and knee-length socks, just like the usual anime-student uniform!! i like that one. im gonna have that one!!!) They won the best group costume. Really, really cool!!

Other guests were wearing casual clothings, too. But there's a Darth Vader (he won the best costume award), a cheerleader, girl-bodyguards of a movie i haven't watched yet, a Muslim princess, a fairy, Egyptian princess, and others who i did not recognize who/what they're trying to portray.

I can say it's one heck of a party. The food was really great, the music loud (err..), lots of familiar faces, a reunion of some sort, and a very heart-warming speech from the debutant herself...(it's really touching) I don't want to go home yet, but it's already past twelve, and my parents weren't texting me -- which was a bad sign -- and the people who were supposed to go home with me were already packing up...so i have to leave, earlier than most of them.

And now, here i am, and this is the second thing i did (first was to change clothes) after i arrived. And after i post this, im going to sleep, hoping that my parents aren't mad or anything at me for going home this late. But hey! im already in college, im 18, and i can take care of myself, and my friends can also take care of me, and anyway, they did not text me or told me to go home early, and i really had lots of fun, and i got home safe and sound, so i guess they shouldn't be mad or anything. Anyway, i would know that later..after i woke up. If they gave me the silent treatment...then that's it! Oh well..don't really care...i enjoyed myself...and i won't let that spoil anything. im really, really happy -- and tired.

Next birthday is on February 14!!! Hope to see them there again! ^^