I haven't been sarcastic for quite a while now. Let's give it another try.
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1. Mag-emo
Umupo ng tabingi at magmuni-muni habang nakatingin sa labas ng bintana kahit sikip na sikip na si madam na katabi lang nung nasa likod mo. Iladlad mo pa ang iyong mahabang buhok at hayaang imudmod ng hangin sa mukha ng nasa likod mong guy. Pretty ka naman eh.
2. I-extend ang kamay habang nag-eemo
Mas komportable nga namang sumandal sa braso mong nakakairita.
3. Ibuka ang mga paa
at itago ang nakabukang paa gamit ng malaki mong bag. Totoo, walang nakakita niyan. Yuko ka lang at magkunwaring tulog dahil baka makita mo ang nanlilisik na mata ni manong na di makaupo ng maayos sa may gawing kaliwa mo.
4. Sumandal sa katabi
Sino nga ba namang makakaalam kung naghahanap ng love life yan? Malay mo maging kayo. Kung hindi man, at least nakatulog ka. O nakapag-emo. At kung desperado ka na talaga, i-try mo kay #2. Bagay kayo, pramis.
5. Magharutan
dahil tunay nga naman ang inyong pagmamahalan. Mukhang pati yung isang kuyang katabi mo minamahal ka na rin.
6. Magdaldalan sa likod ng drayber
At wag sabihin na may bababa na. Lalo na kung matandang walang kasama na galing sa SM na may dalang limang mabigat na dilaw na plastic ng grocery para sa mga anak niya. Paki ba nila? Ang importante masaya kayong magkakaibigan! At dahil nasa likod ka na lang rin kayo ng drayber, gawin mo na rin ang #7.
7. Wag mag-abot ng bayad
At magsuot ng earphones kunwari di naririnig si ateng ngawit na ngawit na ang kaliwang kamay at kanang balakang. Pwede ring magtulog-tulugan kung wala kang earphones. Basta kahit anong mangyari, wag kang lilingon at wag na wag mong hahawakan ang perang galing sa iba. Kadiri kaya yan! Andumi-dumi! Eww! Yuuuck!
8. Magcomment sa lahat ng masamang nangyayari sa kalsada
Dahil kulang pa sa BV ang mundo at kailangan mo pang dagdagan. O baka dahil parang Gilas vs Croatia nga naman kung panoorin ang mga katangahan. Exciting!
9. Pagalitan ang drayber
Dahil mas magaling ka sa kaniya. Dapat magsigawan habang nagtatalo. Mabuting gawin ‘to kapag nasa pinakalikod ka ng jeep kung saan maingay ang tambutso at hindi mo marinig ng maayos ang drayber dahil wala ka naman talagang planong makinig. Hanap ka ng #8 para meron kang katandem. At least, nababawasan ang mga nagtutulog-tulugan, lalo na’t yung mga tulog na talaga. Dapat alisto sila, para makaiwas sa mga gumagawa ng #10.
10. Magnakaw
Dahil kailangan mo ng pera at ang katabi mo ay hindi. Mukha naman siyang mayaman di ba? Ok lang siguro yan. O kung nacucute-an ka, i-add mo na lang siya sa Facebook at sabihing nakita mo ang naiwan niyang wallet. Pogi points!
Isa lang naman ang pinatutunguhan ng sampung asal na ito: alalahanin lagi ang sarili. Binayaran mo naman yang upo mo, kaya’t sulitin mo na, di ba? Hayaan mong magdusa ang iba. Wala ka nang paki sa kanila dahil hindi sila madiskarte gaya mo.
May mga nakakairitang drayber din naman siempre. Next time na lang yun.
Friday, September 5, 2014
Thursday, September 4, 2014
September 4 2014 Thursday
Today the summer moon is late. I almost told her "you're pretty late." (I couldn't text her during the day since she's running out of load.) Apparently she got stranded due to some unusual lack of buses in Valenzuela. So they walked (three girls) for a long while in the night under the rain. That's very dangerous. Thank God He kept them safe.
And today Gilas won. Wooooo!!!
After a few more minutes of chatting and happiness, I bade the summer moon goodnight and went to sleep.
And today Gilas won. Wooooo!!!
After a few more minutes of chatting and happiness, I bade the summer moon goodnight and went to sleep.
September 3 2014 Wednesday
Today things have stabilized. I managed to ask the summer moon how I should keep a respectable distance. I've made it clear that I want to be friends. I don't know how she feels though.
Today is heartbreaking <////3 Gilas lost!!!! We were winning up until the last two minutes. I won't do any commentating though. I am not a basketball fan and I don't pretend I am. But it's just so grieving to see a win grabbed away with our hopes.
Today is heartbreaking <////3 Gilas lost!!!! We were winning up until the last two minutes. I won't do any commentating though. I am not a basketball fan and I don't pretend I am. But it's just so grieving to see a win grabbed away with our hopes.
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
September 2 2014 Tuesday
Today I have no class. Ma'am H is out on a conference and I've already done the seatwork.
I'm not supposed to go to UP today, but E2 set a meeting today for thesis and pd. I regret coming here. I thought it was a meeting but it's actually a work session, and they didn't inform me. Seriously, I could've done more work if I was at home, without needing to spend so much money. Or at least they could've clarified things much better. Siiiiggghhhh. Ah well.
Yeah, "ah well" would be an accurate description, because the summer moon greeted me a good morning. :D We began texting. I hope this continues forever, haha. Maybe forever is too much. But I really like this turn of events. :) Thank You Lord ♥♥♥
Oh and one last thing: it's so fun when you text her, but waiting for a reply is agonizing. I now understand those people who hate me for replying slowly. XD
I'm not supposed to go to UP today, but E2 set a meeting today for thesis and pd. I regret coming here. I thought it was a meeting but it's actually a work session, and they didn't inform me. Seriously, I could've done more work if I was at home, without needing to spend so much money. Or at least they could've clarified things much better. Siiiiggghhhh. Ah well.
Yeah, "ah well" would be an accurate description, because the summer moon greeted me a good morning. :D We began texting. I hope this continues forever, haha. Maybe forever is too much. But I really like this turn of events. :) Thank You Lord ♥♥♥
Oh and one last thing: it's so fun when you text her, but waiting for a reply is agonizing. I now understand those people who hate me for replying slowly. XD
Monday, September 1, 2014
September 1 2014
Today I have no words. Actually I have a lot, but what I meant were words to describe my feelings.
Hoy es una perfecta día.
Or night rather. Yes, my summer moon smiles gently at me again. I spent all night talking to her. We talked about lots of things: terror profs, age, emoticons, but probably most significantly love lives.
The more I talk to her, the more I like her. She's really intelligent and she has a way with words.
"Do not awaken love until it so desires." But what now that it does?
And oh, the poem "Step" was fixed with no little thanks to her. Check it out.
Hoy es una perfecta día.
Or night rather. Yes, my summer moon smiles gently at me again. I spent all night talking to her. We talked about lots of things: terror profs, age, emoticons, but probably most significantly love lives.
The more I talk to her, the more I like her. She's really intelligent and she has a way with words.
"Do not awaken love until it so desires." But what now that it does?
And oh, the poem "Step" was fixed with no little thanks to her. Check it out.
August 31 2014 Sunday
Today the summer moon smiled at me. I did NOT expect that. So. Much. Feels. But before that, maybe I should recount the day chronologically.
When I woke up, I remembered C. I remembered how much I loved her. And I dreamed how I would ask her out on a last date, how I would ask her not to forget me, and how I would not forget her ever. There's a poem here at the reminder's section.
Then we had Sunday Service. The topic was one of my favorites: the story of Ruth. I remembered how amazing it was that while Boaz lost his 'name' since he became Ruth's kinsman-redeemer, he became David's ancestor, and consequently was part of the blessed Messianic line. It was a lovely love story, to say the least, but I still did not understand what uncovering the feet meant in the story's context.
We ate at SM and then went home. I wrote the poem, then had a haircut. It was quite the circumstance that I forgot to bring an umbrella (my brother was really mad at me for this). Old love songs played all the time I was there, but what stuck to my mind was: "If ever you're in my arms again, this time, I'll love you much better. If ever you're in my arms again, this time, I'll hold you forever. This time will never end." That was somehow the same what I wrote in my last poem to C.
Then I went and did some acads and had dinner.
After that, my friend H chatted me, seemingly troubled by what I think are family matters. She then asked me a "yes or no?" without clarifying what it meant, which means that she's looking for a random answer. I told her not to rely on signs, but quoted (or misquoted) 1 th 5:21 (a personal favorite) saying test every spirit. Hold on to what is good. I accidentally cross-referenced 1 john something. Then she asked for some more verses relating to tiredness. I told her that which is my assurance that Christ is my rest, even with all chaos and turbulence gather around me. "Come to me you who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest." I hope and pray that the Spirit will comfort her through the words of the living Christ.
By this time, two of my friends also began chatting me, but I can't really remember well because my mind is occupied with helping H, and with the springtime moon's smile shining down on me. (You'd know who she is if you read my entries in May)
She was asking me to proofread her work. Her poems were good, especially considering that she wrote it in under 20 minutes (not my practice; I take hours to write a short poem. Love poems usually are exceptions though). And I really liked talking to her (or chatting rather); she's very smart. Oh, and that "leave a pen and paper" poem was very funny.
Idk if I impressed the same to her though. Not that I should care (but I do). She is not my happiness, supposedly (but I was happy, I must admit). I should focus on Christ.
I'd love to see the other sides of this lovely summer moon.
When I woke up, I remembered C. I remembered how much I loved her. And I dreamed how I would ask her out on a last date, how I would ask her not to forget me, and how I would not forget her ever. There's a poem here at the reminder's section.
Then we had Sunday Service. The topic was one of my favorites: the story of Ruth. I remembered how amazing it was that while Boaz lost his 'name' since he became Ruth's kinsman-redeemer, he became David's ancestor, and consequently was part of the blessed Messianic line. It was a lovely love story, to say the least, but I still did not understand what uncovering the feet meant in the story's context.
We ate at SM and then went home. I wrote the poem, then had a haircut. It was quite the circumstance that I forgot to bring an umbrella (my brother was really mad at me for this). Old love songs played all the time I was there, but what stuck to my mind was: "If ever you're in my arms again, this time, I'll love you much better. If ever you're in my arms again, this time, I'll hold you forever. This time will never end." That was somehow the same what I wrote in my last poem to C.
Then I went and did some acads and had dinner.
After that, my friend H chatted me, seemingly troubled by what I think are family matters. She then asked me a "yes or no?" without clarifying what it meant, which means that she's looking for a random answer. I told her not to rely on signs, but quoted (or misquoted) 1 th 5:21 (a personal favorite) saying test every spirit. Hold on to what is good. I accidentally cross-referenced 1 john something. Then she asked for some more verses relating to tiredness. I told her that which is my assurance that Christ is my rest, even with all chaos and turbulence gather around me. "Come to me you who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest." I hope and pray that the Spirit will comfort her through the words of the living Christ.
By this time, two of my friends also began chatting me, but I can't really remember well because my mind is occupied with helping H, and with the springtime moon's smile shining down on me. (You'd know who she is if you read my entries in May)
She was asking me to proofread her work. Her poems were good, especially considering that she wrote it in under 20 minutes (not my practice; I take hours to write a short poem. Love poems usually are exceptions though). And I really liked talking to her (or chatting rather); she's very smart. Oh, and that "leave a pen and paper" poem was very funny.
Idk if I impressed the same to her though. Not that I should care (but I do). She is not my happiness, supposedly (but I was happy, I must admit). I should focus on Christ.
I'd love to see the other sides of this lovely summer moon.
Friday, August 29, 2014
Keep it to Yourself
Weirdly enough, this note was not in the list or even in my activity log. I was pretty sure I posted it, though. I remember rechecking this a few days ago. Anyway, reposting it with some addiitions for keep's sake.
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I would appreciate it if you kept to yourself your “keep it to yourself.” Frankly, you are a hypocrite. Don’t impose on others, you say. But am I wrong to say that you are imposing on me? You impose on me your belief that I shouldn’t impose on others.
But you see, there is no such thing as neutral. Those “neutral” things you love to hear and say – music, and all those inspirational quotes – all of them show who you are and what you believe in. Every word you say, every advice you give, every little thing you do signifies who you are.
If talk enthusiastically about plants it shows how much I like plants, and if I don’t talk enthusiastically about dogs it shows how much I don’t like dogs. Should I then hide who I am and not talk about God? I’d be a selfish fool to do that!
If I discovered unlimited bread that won’t make you go hungry, will I keep it to myself? If I found unlimited water that won’t make me go thirsty, will I keep it to myself? Is it right to keep what is not mine? Will I not tell my sweetheart, “come and eat!”? Yes, I will lead her to that spring of water. How much more then should I tell everyone how good my God is!
So you who tell me “keep it to yourself,” and not only avoid talking about religion but even impede others from doing so are not being neutral at all. You can dish out moral advices agreeing with our Bible; but if you leave out God it’s not quite the same at all, because to us, Christ makes all the difference.
If it is torturous to you to listen to us, don’t you think it also torturous to us to listen to godless advices? Yet no one says to secularism, “stop, I don’t want to hear you any longer.” People like to listen to what they want to hear, and that’s exactly why we both need to listen to what we don’t want to hear.
Keep yours to yourself, but I won’t. You may believe me, and you may not. But I won’t stop sharing this joy that I have. I’d be a selfish fool to do that.
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I would appreciate it if you kept to yourself your “keep it to yourself.” Frankly, you are a hypocrite. Don’t impose on others, you say. But am I wrong to say that you are imposing on me? You impose on me your belief that I shouldn’t impose on others.
But you see, there is no such thing as neutral. Those “neutral” things you love to hear and say – music, and all those inspirational quotes – all of them show who you are and what you believe in. Every word you say, every advice you give, every little thing you do signifies who you are.
If talk enthusiastically about plants it shows how much I like plants, and if I don’t talk enthusiastically about dogs it shows how much I don’t like dogs. Should I then hide who I am and not talk about God? I’d be a selfish fool to do that!
If I discovered unlimited bread that won’t make you go hungry, will I keep it to myself? If I found unlimited water that won’t make me go thirsty, will I keep it to myself? Is it right to keep what is not mine? Will I not tell my sweetheart, “come and eat!”? Yes, I will lead her to that spring of water. How much more then should I tell everyone how good my God is!
So you who tell me “keep it to yourself,” and not only avoid talking about religion but even impede others from doing so are not being neutral at all. You can dish out moral advices agreeing with our Bible; but if you leave out God it’s not quite the same at all, because to us, Christ makes all the difference.
If it is torturous to you to listen to us, don’t you think it also torturous to us to listen to godless advices? Yet no one says to secularism, “stop, I don’t want to hear you any longer.” People like to listen to what they want to hear, and that’s exactly why we both need to listen to what we don’t want to hear.
Keep yours to yourself, but I won’t. You may believe me, and you may not. But I won’t stop sharing this joy that I have. I’d be a selfish fool to do that.
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