Really. I would.
July 29, 2005
July 28, 2005
AKO AT SI BOK
"Chief! Tagal natin nawala ah."
"Oo nga eh. Di ko mayaya si misis dito nung umuwi eh. Baka mamaya ibenta mo ko."
"Sir naman... Syempre di ko gagawin yun. Anong atin? Yung dati?"
"Yup."
Habang inaantay ko yung inorder kong one liter mug ng draft, nagtingin-tingin ako sa paligid. Walang masyadong tao ngayon. Siguro kasi umulan nang malakas kanina. Baka nasa traffic pa. Iba talaga pag walking distance lang ang gimikan sa tinitirhan mo. Maya-maya pa'y nilapag na ni Bok ang beer sa harap ko.
"Sisig rice, sir?"
"Masyadong madami yung small nyo eh. Tsaka kumain na ko dyan sa McDo kanina. Walang masyadong tao, no?"
"Oo nga eh. Pero malamang bukas marami. Sweldo na eh. Friday pa. Daan ka bukas?"
"Ewan ko, bahala na."
Sa loob-loob ko, nag-inarte ka pa eh talaga namang dadaan ka. Ano naman gagawin ko sa bahay eh ako lang naman mag-isa dun? Tsk tsk tsk. Day one pa lang to. 29 days to go.
Postscript: Si Bok yung bartender ng Cable Car sa Eastwood. Pag nauubusan ng keg ng draft, sya rin yung nagkakarga ng pamalit galing sa taas. Okay si Bok. Kwela. Marunong manimpla ng tao. Hindi basta-basta makikipag-usap sa mga nasa bar kung sa tingin nya ayaw ng conversation nung customer. Si Bok ang best friend ko habang wala ang asawa ko for the next 29 days.
"Chief! Tagal natin nawala ah."
"Oo nga eh. Di ko mayaya si misis dito nung umuwi eh. Baka mamaya ibenta mo ko."
"Sir naman... Syempre di ko gagawin yun. Anong atin? Yung dati?"
"Yup."
Habang inaantay ko yung inorder kong one liter mug ng draft, nagtingin-tingin ako sa paligid. Walang masyadong tao ngayon. Siguro kasi umulan nang malakas kanina. Baka nasa traffic pa. Iba talaga pag walking distance lang ang gimikan sa tinitirhan mo. Maya-maya pa'y nilapag na ni Bok ang beer sa harap ko.
"Sisig rice, sir?"
"Masyadong madami yung small nyo eh. Tsaka kumain na ko dyan sa McDo kanina. Walang masyadong tao, no?"
"Oo nga eh. Pero malamang bukas marami. Sweldo na eh. Friday pa. Daan ka bukas?"
"Ewan ko, bahala na."
Sa loob-loob ko, nag-inarte ka pa eh talaga namang dadaan ka. Ano naman gagawin ko sa bahay eh ako lang naman mag-isa dun? Tsk tsk tsk. Day one pa lang to. 29 days to go.
Postscript: Si Bok yung bartender ng Cable Car sa Eastwood. Pag nauubusan ng keg ng draft, sya rin yung nagkakarga ng pamalit galing sa taas. Okay si Bok. Kwela. Marunong manimpla ng tao. Hindi basta-basta makikipag-usap sa mga nasa bar kung sa tingin nya ayaw ng conversation nung customer. Si Bok ang best friend ko habang wala ang asawa ko for the next 29 days.
July 21, 2005
REMEMBERING HER
"I'm getting married at the end of the month. Ninong si Doc." Okaay...
"Really? He's going to be my officemate in a couple of weeks. Hindi naman yata ako reporting sa kanya pero I suppose we're going to work on a couple of projects together. How's he doing?"
"Okay naman. He asked about you, actually. Ano daw nangyari sa inyo ni Aya..." Darn that irritating smile.
"Hehehe. Hanggang ngayon ba naman yan pa rin ang tanong ng lahat ng tao? Okay na yun. Tapos na yun."
"Hindi nga! Pucha, we're almost like brothers, pare, pero you never told me the lowdown between the two of you."
"Basta. Tapos na yun."
"Alam mo, sabi sa kin nung ibang taga-niners si Aya daw ang crush ng bayan ng college nung time nila. At ikaw daw, sobrang swerte na sobrang gago. Sobrang tanga mo daw at hinayaan mong maghiwalay kayo ni Aya." Ouch. Sandra, don't do this. You're going to be my best friend's wife so please don't give me a reason to hate you.
"Tanga na kung sa tanga pero ganun talaga. And in fairness, yes, crush ng bayan material talaga. Pero that doesn't mean she's perfect. She may be, pero hindi binibigay ng Diyos lahat-lahat sa isang tao."
"So... Anong nangyari?" Naman... Halos sabay pa kayo.
"Hindi kami para sa isa't isa. Yun ang nangyari."
"Ha?! Eh ang tagal nyo rin together. College, tapos nagwork ka. Nag-states ka pa nga diba, kayo pa rin nun?"
"Oo, pero... Alam mo yung pakiramdam na hindi ka gusto ng pamilya ng girlfriend mo? Yung parang kahit anong gawin mo to prove na worthy ka, wala pa rin? Yun."
"Bakit naman?"
"Hindi ako mayaman eh."
"Ah." Eh di natahimik din kayo.
"I'm getting married at the end of the month. Ninong si Doc." Okaay...
"Really? He's going to be my officemate in a couple of weeks. Hindi naman yata ako reporting sa kanya pero I suppose we're going to work on a couple of projects together. How's he doing?"
"Okay naman. He asked about you, actually. Ano daw nangyari sa inyo ni Aya..." Darn that irritating smile.
"Hehehe. Hanggang ngayon ba naman yan pa rin ang tanong ng lahat ng tao? Okay na yun. Tapos na yun."
"Hindi nga! Pucha, we're almost like brothers, pare, pero you never told me the lowdown between the two of you."
"Basta. Tapos na yun."
"Alam mo, sabi sa kin nung ibang taga-niners si Aya daw ang crush ng bayan ng college nung time nila. At ikaw daw, sobrang swerte na sobrang gago. Sobrang tanga mo daw at hinayaan mong maghiwalay kayo ni Aya." Ouch. Sandra, don't do this. You're going to be my best friend's wife so please don't give me a reason to hate you.
"Tanga na kung sa tanga pero ganun talaga. And in fairness, yes, crush ng bayan material talaga. Pero that doesn't mean she's perfect. She may be, pero hindi binibigay ng Diyos lahat-lahat sa isang tao."
"So... Anong nangyari?" Naman... Halos sabay pa kayo.
"Hindi kami para sa isa't isa. Yun ang nangyari."
"Ha?! Eh ang tagal nyo rin together. College, tapos nagwork ka. Nag-states ka pa nga diba, kayo pa rin nun?"
"Oo, pero... Alam mo yung pakiramdam na hindi ka gusto ng pamilya ng girlfriend mo? Yung parang kahit anong gawin mo to prove na worthy ka, wala pa rin? Yun."
"Bakit naman?"
"Hindi ako mayaman eh."
"Ah." Eh di natahimik din kayo.
July 14, 2005
IN FAIRNESS, FUNNY TALAGA SYA
May pagka-pacute
May pagkabulaslas
Hala! Tawa!
Pacute na naman!
Hahaha!
Nag-wakeboarding pa!
Praise the... Lord?!
Since it seems that we can't get her out of Malacanang, we might as well just make fun of her. Eh di makakalimutan pa natin yung mga problema natin. In a few weeks time, when all the dust of chaos has settled down, when people are no longer clamoring for her impeachment, when the E-VAT strikes us down again, we can only do so much as laugh our worries away. All pics came from Google Images with a search string of Gloria Arroyo.
May pagka-pacute
May pagkabulaslas
Hala! Tawa!
Pacute na naman!
Hahaha!
Nag-wakeboarding pa!
Praise the... Lord?!
Since it seems that we can't get her out of Malacanang, we might as well just make fun of her. Eh di makakalimutan pa natin yung mga problema natin. In a few weeks time, when all the dust of chaos has settled down, when people are no longer clamoring for her impeachment, when the E-VAT strikes us down again, we can only do so much as laugh our worries away. All pics came from Google Images with a search string of Gloria Arroyo.
July 11, 2005
SUDOKU!!!
This is getting addicting! Sudoku is the number placing game taking the world by storm. I don't know if this came from the Japanese or the Chinese, all I know is that it's addicting. Last night, this made for a very stimulating session between me and Cecil, trying to finish a puzzle while talking over the phone.
The rules of Sudoku are simple. Enter digits from 1 to 9 into the blank spaces. Every row must contain one of each digit. So must every column, as must every 3x3 square.Each Sudoku has a unique solution that can be reached logically without guessing.
Try the one above. If you've given up (hahaha! QUITTER!!), just click on the pic for the solution set.
This is getting addicting! Sudoku is the number placing game taking the world by storm. I don't know if this came from the Japanese or the Chinese, all I know is that it's addicting. Last night, this made for a very stimulating session between me and Cecil, trying to finish a puzzle while talking over the phone.
The rules of Sudoku are simple. Enter digits from 1 to 9 into the blank spaces. Every row must contain one of each digit. So must every column, as must every 3x3 square.Each Sudoku has a unique solution that can be reached logically without guessing.
Try the one above. If you've given up (hahaha! QUITTER!!), just click on the pic for the solution set.
FROM THE HUMIDOR INTO MALACANANG
A somewhat disturbing article about former Philippine President Fidel V. Ramos (FVR) staging a "coup" of sorts in the Malacanang over the weekend. Makes sense you know... You can almost sense that this guy has unfinished business as the country's leader. If bringing back smoking in public places is in the agenda, this guy has my vote!!
A somewhat disturbing article about former Philippine President Fidel V. Ramos (FVR) staging a "coup" of sorts in the Malacanang over the weekend. Makes sense you know... You can almost sense that this guy has unfinished business as the country's leader. If bringing back smoking in public places is in the agenda, this guy has my vote!!
July 08, 2005
July 07, 2005
July 04, 2005
BOX OF CRAYONS
We could learn a lot from crayons; some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, while others bright, some have weird names, but they all have learned to live together in the same box. - Copied shamelessly from Kwentong Tambay
After travelling in and out of Malaysia for the past two years, I've finally seen the dark side to this country. Malaysia is a hodgepodge mix of the following races: Malay, Chinese, Indian, Tamil, Pakistani/Bangladesh, and Middle Eastern. On the surface, everything seems to be okay. Only when you've spent some time people watching will you see how turbulent the waters are underneath the surface.
In Malaysia, the Muslim Malays reign supreme. They get priority in getting placed to public universities, they have subsidies when buying cars and properties, and they even have real estate auctions that are only open to bumiputras. The top government posts are held by Muslim Malays.
Everytime I talk to my Chinese and Indian friends, they always have something to say about this bumiputra policy. They say it's unfair for them getting so much help from the government when everybody is taxed the same rate. Some of them have so much as given up hope for their children ever getting into public universities that they work so hard just so that they could send their children overseas for college.
Some sectors in our government used to openly admire Malaysia, for the way their country has progressed since Independence in 1957. Since then, Malaysia has risen from a third world country to one of the top developed nations in the world. Kuala Lumpur is a testament to that, with its gleaming Petronas Twin Towers. Sepang is too, with the race track that hosts the annual F1 race. But they don't know that underneath it all, racial discrimation is dominant. Wow, can you imagine how much deeper into shit we would be if there was racial discrimination too in the Philippines? Something to think about...
We could learn a lot from crayons; some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, while others bright, some have weird names, but they all have learned to live together in the same box. - Copied shamelessly from Kwentong Tambay
After travelling in and out of Malaysia for the past two years, I've finally seen the dark side to this country. Malaysia is a hodgepodge mix of the following races: Malay, Chinese, Indian, Tamil, Pakistani/Bangladesh, and Middle Eastern. On the surface, everything seems to be okay. Only when you've spent some time people watching will you see how turbulent the waters are underneath the surface.
In Malaysia, the Muslim Malays reign supreme. They get priority in getting placed to public universities, they have subsidies when buying cars and properties, and they even have real estate auctions that are only open to bumiputras. The top government posts are held by Muslim Malays.
Everytime I talk to my Chinese and Indian friends, they always have something to say about this bumiputra policy. They say it's unfair for them getting so much help from the government when everybody is taxed the same rate. Some of them have so much as given up hope for their children ever getting into public universities that they work so hard just so that they could send their children overseas for college.
Some sectors in our government used to openly admire Malaysia, for the way their country has progressed since Independence in 1957. Since then, Malaysia has risen from a third world country to one of the top developed nations in the world. Kuala Lumpur is a testament to that, with its gleaming Petronas Twin Towers. Sepang is too, with the race track that hosts the annual F1 race. But they don't know that underneath it all, racial discrimation is dominant. Wow, can you imagine how much deeper into shit we would be if there was racial discrimination too in the Philippines? Something to think about...
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