Friday, January 19, 2007
#22: BROUHAHA (AND STUFF)
brou·ha·ha (brū'hä-hä')
n. An uproar; a hubbub. [French, of imitative origin.]
Got the term from a newspaper article, the author of which have used it quite a lot of times. 'Brouhaha' is a fitting word to use, what with all the ruckus that had happened these past few days. Right now i'm doing this article amidst the noise of the ati-atihan and the marching bands (it's fiesta here, by the way), the irritation I feel to my equally irate chatmate, and the annoying thought that I still don't know what the hell Grimace is. Well tag if you know. It'll be one less problem.
First off, I received my test results in this summative test in Physics(the one I was talking about in my last post). The score's actually not bad. In fact, it's quite high, as compared to the section's test mean. Thanks to Kat M. and Xtian S., who had the patience to teach me some. And I also cleared some requirements in Math. So that's a minus in my workload. I still got ComSci, tho. Nonetheless, I'm inside the circuit again, y'all!
Periodic exams are coming up, so naturally, nobody's reviewing. Hah! This grading period I was not included in the reviewer's circle. Crap, no subject's left for me to cover, that's why. So, wish me luck, way to go.
Intrams, finally, is underway. Props for Ms. Sabado and whoever pushed her to approve that. Two days in a half, man! Whoo! I heard the Seniors' cheering squad's good. As for the games, I don't wanna join, really. I just need the free time. But they put me in Men's Volleyball. Ah, just shoot me.
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Newsflash: Field trip's supposedly out. Aw man, that sucks.
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I had this sleepover at my house, first time. Not actually a sleepover, you know how MaScians are. We had to finish our movie in Humanities. We're on the editing stage right now. My crib's the most plausible place, since it has a computer shop, and we need Window's Moviemaker.
So, no prob. Except for the fact that I hadn't informed mom yet. When I did, she turned beet red, saying that now's not the time, since the maid took the boot(it's the latter's decision, actually), and there's no one to take care of us. I think her good ol' son's kissy-kiss did it. Ha! My charms worked, even with mom!
My plan was to go home early, maybe three o'clock, to clean the house. But it was whammied by a certain school personnel, who delayed a release of a much-needed form, knowing that I had requested it two weeks ago, all the while conjuring alibis and possessing an air of annoying indiffrence, ascertained by his pseudo-authoritative attitude which is not at all needed in a job of that nature. Heck, I arrived home at six.
I told mom only four people will go. Nine arrived.
Allan: mami, anjan na sila!
Mommy: Welco-
Lawrence: GOOD EVENING PO!
Mommy: *faints*
They joined Klitty in watching the 'Mean Girls' flick, then ate, then went to business. Well, not really. What will a group of overnighting students who have access to computers do? Play counter-strike, of course! I sort of expected this scenario to happen. And what's worse, the cd that contained the video files turned against us and cracked, at the time when we needed it the most! How ungrateful. So we were stuck there for a time doing nothing, except play s'more. We tried to review for the periodical test, but it's a no-good situation. I started doing the opening credits, and some looked for songs and sound effects to match. That's about it. Then we got to bed at 4:00 and slept for two hours.
Second day. I woke up to the bandemonium outside. Oh yeah, it's fiesta. I reckon i'll be seeing a lot of ati-atihans and donation envelopes today. We resumed our filmmaking. The title's The Perpetual Pearl Massacre. We found awesome sites for horror music. It's good James brought his usb. Sarah, ever the life of the party, discovered some hilarious effects. Oh, Jaycee washed our plates. Good Jaycee!*pats Jaycee's head*
We did the most thhat we can. We mixed and matched, and, poof! It became Koko Krunch. That means, the outcome's crappy, but formidable. There's some really great scenes and hilarious clips. Maybe you'll get to watch the movie in YouTube someday.
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Prom's two weeks from now. Well, let's just see what happens.
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it got me home
10:31 PM
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
#21: A G.C. IS FALLING
Aah.. where am I going?
Walking down this road to a land called 'nowhere', surrounded by everything and nothing, I took time to reflect. It seems that the same tune has been playing on my mind, the same bleak landscape in my backdrop. I thought time would stop for me; it did not. Ultimately, I was left alone in this desolate road without nothing to hold on to.
I'm falling.
I'm falling.
I'm failing.
Well lemme get this clear: i'm talking about my academics.
I realized it's been such a looong time since I last attended all of my classes in one day. You see, I've been more than busy this past month, what with the moving Journalism deadline and the contests to boot. I sort of neglected my studies. And now I'm facing the consequences.
It's really terrible. What was once the enthusiastic, nerdy me now had the guts to cut classes. The horror! And the times that I don't has me attending classes, stupid and clueless: I was left hanging with English's Jean Valjean; my Physics notebook is barenaked. I feel like a neanderthal in ComSci. Don't even get me started with Math. And Advanced Chemistry is... wait. Oh yeah, it's still the same. Ha-ha.
Well anyway this really sucks. I gave myself a lot of internal kickass today. Just ten hours ago I took a summative test with topics I don't even know, and, I found out with horror, don't really care about. And it's not just the tests, mind you. I'm also stuck with projects and make-up recitations. Ugh. And the worst thing of all, is that I had become a dependent. I often ask my classmates, especially Katrina, to teach me this lesson and that, and I think I may have become quite a burden to them. I know their patience won't last forever, so I have to really do something about it.
Tomorrow will be a new day of summative tests, make-up exams, supplementary quizzes, missed lectures and delayed projects. But pathetic as my case may be, I think I can still make it. I'd just think optimistically and motivate myself to blend in to the norm again. Right. I can do this! Limit theorems, here I come!
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Eureka, one of blogging's perks. Just writing about this thing actually made me feel better.
cheers! ^_^
it got me home
6:36 AM
Monday, January 15, 2007
#20: ON PHILANTROPHY (AND STUFF)
I was riding this jeepney from Rotanda to Manila Science, our school, some days before Christmas. This was the time when Post #13 happened (just refer 'round this blog.). I vaguely remember it to be a tiring day, what with all that walking in Makati, to Glorietta and back, and subsequently buying that cat from Gift Gate *ack*. I was sooo tired . I must've looked like some dog beggin' for cookies. Well anyway I was sort of like half-sleeping and half-awake, lest we'll miss our stop(I was with a friend). Then this man from the street just rode the jeepney and sat at the floor. Well surely everyone was surprised. Who wouldn't? The jeep was not full, why sit on the floor?
Our queries were answered when he spoke.
"Manghihingi lang po kami ng konting donasyon para sa mga kapuspalad.." et al.
Okay, how may times have I been in this scenario? For the umpteenth time, I guess. Whilst I was evaluating the intricacies of poverty I was awoken from my reverie with an envelope placed before my lap, by who else but the man. I guess this is where I would place the money. The envelope has a letter inside, explaining how the handicapped needs money for Christmas, or something like that. Then there's this box with enlisted amounts that we need to check:
We are pleased with your donation: (Check one)
___1000 __ 500 php __ 200 ___100 __50 ___20 ____ others
Ohkaay, that was some culture shock. While I was deliberating upon the authenticity of this letter, and the weirdness of it all, the man suddenly belted out some Christmas Carol, all the while shaking some sort of improvised castanet. Not exactly inspiring, I might say. But then again, that's what people do for charity.
This is the hard part: should I give donations to this man and his so-called organization? Well my mother always taught me not to give alms. "Mahirap na. Masasanay ang mga yan." Even my friend who was with me never gave alms. Heck, everybody didn't. They just returned the envelopes. But poor me, always a sucker for these. Everytime I encounter these kinds of things, I just shrug and give. Sabi nga ng kasama ko, "Habon, uto-uto ka talaga!" Nevertheless, I gave alms still.
After the man left toting his stuff, castanets and all, I was thinking of why I give so freely to charity, even to the point of being gullible. Yeah. There was a time in my life when I encountered this Sisa-like woman, ten-year-old-me ago. The woman was, like, just walking round in circles without direction at all. She's clutching this plastic bag like it was some sort of prized possession.My palpitating heart was so moved that I gave her my 50- peso baon. I was so surprised when she wept! She stared at me, bleary-eyed as she was, in a sort of mental expression of gratitude. It was a shock. Now, I realized that that 50 pesos means so much to her, whilst I just skipped dessert to get over it. That's probably my defining moment.
So there, stupid as I seem, I gave in to my philantrophy and thought, To hell with it. After all, it's Christmas.
it got me home
8:45 PM
Sunday, January 14, 2007
#19: ALPHABETIZED RANDOMS
"chirp, chirp"
"anu yan?"
"tunog ng chicken.."
" ):-o"
Waaa.. ang weird.. tawa ko ng tawa nung nagising ako. Dream sequence kanina. Haha.. laf3p talaga mga panaginip.
Maiba. Hmm.. sabi nga ni Kuya Seph, parang nawawalan na ng gana ang mga tao ngayong mag-blog. According sa nagpapanggap-psychologist kong ate nung nakita niya ko mag-blog:
"Hooo, blog-blog ka pa jang nalalaman! Sa una ka lang sisiglahang mag-post jan. Pag naglaon na tatamarin ka din! Mag-diary ka na lang!"
Such encouraging words.
Um, hindi ko alam. Hindi naman ako tinatamad mag-post hanggang ngayon. I guess it just depends. May prescription jan, mga pare, uminom kau ng I-ON! Energy Drink. Haha..
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Olrayt mga tol! Eto na ang isang interesting na kung ano man to na napulot ko. Q and A ata, naispatan ko sa Frendster. Cheers!
=ALPHABETIZED RANDOMS=
A- AVAILABLE? -- oo kung sexy ka, hindi kung panget. nyaha!
B - BEST SPORT?-- hmm.. word factory? :-p
C - CRUSH?-- sakin? m2m. nireject ko na nga ung iba, marami pa rin.hahaha!
D - DOG'S NAME?-- 2 aso, Paquiao at Chololo
E - EASIEST PERSON(s) TO TALK TO?-- Hello Klitty of Klitoria
F - FAVORITE COLOR(s)?-- Blue at White
G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS?-- me bago na mga tol.. GUMMY OCTOPUS!
H- HOMETOWN?:-- Cavite
I - INSTRUMENT?-- Piano (learning stage)
J - favorite JUICE?:-- Pineapple
K - KIND OF MUSIC?-- RnB.. tho me ibang genres na ring na33pan
L - LONGEST CAR RIDE?-- papuntang Ilocos
M- MILK FLAVOR?-- Vanilla n lng, labo nung tanong e
N- NUMBER OF SIBLINGS?:-- 3, isang Sisa, isang Tamad, isang Taba
O- ONE WISH?-- Fame! Fortune! Power! ay isa lang pala
P - Phobia/Fears?:-- Palaka...Nooo...
Q- FAVORITE QUOTE?-- "In every forest, there is a serpent."
R- REASON TO SMILE?-- Simply living is a reason to smile about ^__^
S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD?-- When Stars Go Blue
T- TIME YOU WOKE UP TODAY?-- 10
U - UNKNOWN FACTS ABOUT ME?-- um, I can speak Ilocano a bit
V - VEGETABLE YOU DON'T LIKE?-- Bitter Gourd
W - WORST HABIT?-- magulo.. waah.. ganun talaga pag artist
X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD?-- sa katawan, para sa physical exam
Y - YUMMY FOOD?-- makakain lang ako sa Joe Kuan, masaya na ko.. hehe
Z - Zodiac sign? -- Gemini (the vacuous night steps aside to give meaning.. haha..)
that's a wrap folks! ^__^
it got me home
6:38 PM
Saturday, January 13, 2007
#18: WHEN STARS GO BLUE
Dancin' where the stars go blue
Dancin' where the evening fell
Dancin' in her wooden shoes
In a wedding gown
Dancin' out on 7th street
Dancin' through the underground
Dancin' little marionette
Are you happy now?
Where do you go when you're lonely
Where do you go when you're blue
Where do you go when you're lonely, I'll follow you
When the stars go blue
Laughing with your pretty mouth
Laughing with your broken eyes
Laughing with your lover's tongue
In a lullaby
Where do you go when you're lonely
Where do you go when you're blue
Where do you go when you're lonely, I'll follow you
When the stars go blue it got me home
5:49 AM
Thursday, January 11, 2007
#17: SOLILOQUY OF A TORPE
Haha.. 'soliloquy'... bakit kaya ilang beses ko narinig 'tong word na 'to sa isang araw?
so·lil·o·quy (sə-lĭl'ə-kwē)
A dramatic or literary form of discourse in which a character talks to himself or herself or reveals his or her thoughts without addressing a listener.
Iba talaga sa jornal. Andami mong matututunang mga terms.
Sige, eto na ang maikli kong 'soliluquy'. Ta-naan.
cheers ^__^
Dedline namin kanina ng publishing sa newspaper, kaya ayun, as usual.. hehe.. daldalan lang. Sanay na kasi. Kunwari dedline.. tapos iuurong.. tapos dedline uli. Tapos postponed uli. Parang ung mga mitings lang namin! Haha
Nagbukas ako ng YM, gulat ko! Andun halos lahat ng mga jornalists. Me kanya-kanyang stat mesgs! Hahahaay.. Nadedevelop na ata si Bobbie sa layout artist niya.. hehe..
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Pero me mga stat mesg talaga na nakatatawag-pansin.
"... Feb 9 na prom! Sabi ng third year. confirmed na..."
"... aaah wala pa kong gown! one week's notice, haggard pa ko..."
"... waaa ikaw na lang PROMDATE ko..."
Aaah! Prom na naman... Ang aga ngayon. Nakakagulat. Lahat na ata naghahanda. Sa Manila Hotel gaganapin e, kaya dapat magarbo. Last year na din para sa seniors. Kaya me mga damit na ung iba, pinaghandaan talaga. Ung iba, me mga to-do lists na. At ung iba, me prom date na.
Aaah.. prom date...
Naalala ko pa last yir, kasali ako sa mga NPDS (No Prom Date Society), nanonood sa mga sumasayaw sa masikip na dance floor. Sure, sumasayaw ang barkada pag masayang tugtugin ang pinapatugtog. Pero pag lab song na.. ayan.. jan mo na makikita ang mga nag-eenjoy talaga, at ang mga taong nakatayo lang sa pader. Nakaka-depress, lalo na pag me nakikita kang mga kakilalang sumasayaw ng sabay sa ganitong uri ng kanta. Buti na lang may soup na pwedeng balik-balikan. At least di ka lang tatayo, me option ka ding bumalik sa catering service para humingi ng seconds. Niligtas ng sopas ang gabi ko.
Ngayon.. ah, ewan. Me iniisip talaga kong yayain, pero... Ilang beses ko na inuulit sa utak ko ung gagawin. Allan, kaya mo yan. Wag kang duwag parang last year. Pero pag aktwal na talaga, pag andyan na ang pagkakataon, hindi rin e. Totoo pala na umuurong ang dila. Hahaha. Lalo na kanina. Boblaks talaga. Nakakabadtrip tuloy. Torpe kasi.
Sana, sana lang. Maghintay siya para sakin. Ha-ha.
Epal yung sisingit.
Di bale, sana na lang me sopas sa prom. o_0
it got me home
5:10 AM
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
#16: FASTIGIUM
I'm sick. I really am. And I vaguely even know why.
Maybe it's the slight drizzle that day. Mom said it's a bad drizzle. How should I know? I can't ask the rain such a rhetorical question. And how should I know if it won't lie?
Or maybe it's the bus that I rode on the way home. Imagine- they turned off the aircon! Ack. Is the economy that down for the conductors to connive with the passenger's paid-for comfort? I digress. So most of the time I was either clutching my head or my stomach. I think it's my right to vomit right then and there. But for the sake of humanity and self-respect, I didn't. I didn't.
But then again, maybe it's because I played Dance Maniax afterwards, dizzy and nauseated as I was. I dunno what came over me. I think it's out of habit. Anyway, try this game and you'll see what I mean.
Whatever the reason was, morning saw me as a vegetable cocooned in the thickest of my blankets. I'm manic, I'm irate. I am foaming at the mouth. I am homicidal. I am suicidal. I'm humiliated, debased, degraded. I am nauseated. Well, not really. But i'm certainly wet and wild, I might say. Wet with perspiration, and wild with unrest. I mean, I was awake the whole night. You probably know the feeling. And what's worse, my cellphone alarm kept ringing non-stop for no reason. Thank God I slept for a couple o' hours after I threw the damn phone on the wall. But it was replaced later on by mom's beeping cellphone. Man. There's nothing like Boom Tarat-Tarat at the start of your day.
Anyway I went to my momma's room, hugged her, and asked to be pampered. Well that's one upside of being sick. You get to be served first-class and be given a massage, which is rare, since momma is a working-class woman. After her massage I kissed her on the cheek like any other good, sick kid would do. I think she was rather pleased that i'm ill. I wonder why..? ^__^
Anyway, she left me for work, so I was home alone. I just slept my free day off. I woke up at 12:00 and cursed. I totally forgot it's mock test day. Dang! To think that I waited for this moment! Well i'll just take the special mock test exam, if there's any.
Anyway, evening came and I felt fine. So I edited some feature articles till 1 o'clock(i'm the features editor of our school organ, btw). The thing is, I woke up the next day sick- again! Man. And here I was thinking i'm well and fine.
So again I went to my momma's room, hugged her, and asked to be pampered. And now with the massage is a reproach from her, telling me not to abuse my body. Again I kissed her on the cheek like any other good, sick kid would do, and slept.
Anyway, she left me for work, so I was home alone. I just slept my free day off. I woke up at 12:00 and cursed. I totally forgot its the deadline for the publication of our newspaper. Dang! To think that I am, after all, responsible for my features group! Well i'll just send the articles thru pc. Is it just me, or is this really de ja vu?
And now, after slurping my soup and taking that medicine(ack), I'm in front of the pc, writing an article for my blog, therefore saving it from extinction. I hope i'll wake up tomorrow as a normal person, and not some bedridden jerkaloid.
I miss my friends today
Tempra made me healthy
Tempra made me well
So I can have fun and play
Yeah. Some commercial. x_x
it got me home
9:18 AM
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
#15: ANG KALUPI: A MODERN-DAY SOCIAL DRAMA
(based on a true story)
Overview: Isang masidhing yugto sa buhay ng isang batang nagngangalang Allan, kung saan ang kanyang murang pag-iisip ay pinagsamantalahan ng isang Zaturnnahriang may masamang budhi.
CAST:
Allan (16) Badingger Thief (15?) Pinsan ni Badingger Thief (8?)
Spt. Arthur (?) Mang Boyet (?) Kuya (21) Rigel (13) Driver(?)
Mami (49- oops!) Tita Zen(30-something?)
Fairwoods Security (cameo voice-over) Tita ni Badingger Thief (thhhirty-something lang)
Scene 1: Hub-On Computer Shop
(8 pm. sa high-tech na shop na pagmamay-ari ni Allan. Ang nasabing binata'y nakaharap sa computer 2 at tinatapos ang lintek na feature articles na dati pa niya tinatapos. Sa computer 6 ay nagtatype si Badingger Thief, ngunit hindi pa alam ang kanyang identity sa ngayon. Nasa main server ang matabang kapatid ni Allan na si Rigel.)
Allan: Aaah! Ayoko na!
Rigel: Lul
Allan: Haay sandali nga. Magsi-cr lang ako *iniwan ang bagong Penshoppe wallet at feature articles sa gilid ng keyboard*
Rigel: Okay.
Badingger Thief: Um, puwede po ba maki-cr? *pilantik ang hintuturo*
Rigel: Sure.
BT: *c.r., tapos labas*
Rigel: *naispatan ang Penshoppe wallet* Kanino tong black 8" Penshoppe wallet with gray tribal design and red spirit inlay?
BT: ...Ay! Akin yan!
Rigel: No shit?
BT: Um, oo.. Salamat poh ah!
Rigel: OK.
BT: *Umalis*
Allan: *balik* haay, at lust! Este, at last!
Rigel: Lul
Allan: Hay... Teka.. Crap! Nasan na wallet ko?!
Rigel: ...
Allan: Oh no! Nasan na ang bago kong black 8" Penshoppe wallet with gray tribal design and red spirit inlay?
Rigel: *after 30 mins* ah, ibinigay ko dun sa costumer kanina. Sabi nya kanya daw e.
Allan: HUWAAAHT?! No shit?
Rigel: No shit.
Allan: AAAAAAHHH!!! Ang kawawa kong wallet! W/ my atm card, ice skating ticket, hologrammic calendar, g-tec pen, video city card, stolen Century Park electronic door key, pictures, at 1,000,000 pesos(I wish.)!!! Napasakamay ni Badingger Thief! Bat di na lang nya kinuha ung Feature articles? Huhuhu..*sob*
Rigel: Don't worry, dear bro. Regular costumer yun. Babalik yun bukas.
Allan: OK then.
Rigel: Apir!
Allan: Yeah
Scene 2: Hub-On Computer Shop
(10 am. The usual setting. Si Kuya Jun ang nagbabantay. Nandoon si Allan sa pc2, tinatapos ang lintek na feature articles. Nagluluto si Ate Len ng god knows what.)
Allan: *nagpupuyos sa galit* Asan na si Badingger Thief? Sabi ni Rigel babalik yun ngayon!
Rigel: *snore*
Allan: Aabangan ko na lang si Badingger Thief
Kuya: OK, Let this be a good, clean fight. *sabay pasok ni Badingger Thief*
Allan: Ayan na siya kuya!!!
Kuya: OK. Let's start now!
Badingger Thief: One hour nga powh *sabay labas ng penshoppe wallet at nagbayad*
Allan: Kuya! Akin yang wallet na ginagamit niya?! Ze nerve!
Kuya: Ehem.. Ah, excuse me.
BT: Powh?
Kuya: Di ba ikaw ung nag-recover ng wallet kagabi..?
BT: Opo, wallet ko powh. Bakit powh? *pilantik*
Kuya: Kasi, uhm, may costumer na pumunta kagabi, hinahanap ung wallet.. Sa'yo ba talaga yan?
BT: *defensive mode* Kuya, akin powh ito.
Allan: *tumayo, hndi makapagpigil* Excuse me, ako ung costumer na yon. At hindi ako costumer. Ako ang may-ari ng shop na to.
BT: Ah, ikaw ba? Akin kasi to e. Sorry ah.
Allan: Hindi e, akin kasi yan. Ganyan na ganyan ang itsura. Kagabi, sabi ng kapatid ko, ikaw ung nag-claim ng wallet KO. Now be a good boy(?) And return it to me.
BT: Ah, excuse me powh ah, pero sakin powh talaga to. Nag-c.r. lang powh ako, iniwan ko lang jan. Nakuha ko rin. So if you'll excuse me..
Allan: Excuse mo mukha mo! *Kuya babanatan ko na 'to!*
Rigel: *nagising* wet, kasi nung nagbayad ka sa kin kagabi hndi galing jan sa wallet na yan ung perang pinambayad mo e..
BT: Ah, nakabukod kasi ung wallet kowh. Meron pa kong coin purse. Actually, marami akong wallets. Isa lang 'to sa mga collection kowh.
Allan: Talaga? San mo binili yan? Anng brand yan?
BT: Ano.. binigay kasi to ng.. be-bestfriend kowh..
Allan: Kelan
BT: Last year
Allan: Tara, tawagan natin yung bestfriend na yan
BT: ah, wala na siya. Nasa states na for 3 years
Allan: Lul. Kelan niya binigay yan?
BT: Ano.. la-last year
Allan: Lul. FYI, Bagong model pa lang yan ng Penshoppe! At mahal ang LBC ngayon no! Jerk!
Kuya: Last year pa pla binigay, mukhang bago ah!
BT: Sinabi nang hindi sa'yo to eh! Tignan mo pa ung laman o! *binuksan ang wallet*
Allan: What the- *ibang mga gamit ang nakasuksok sa wallet, mga pictures ni Badingger Thief, among others* You desecrated my wallet!
BT: O ngayon, ayan o, akin yan lahat, ka-
Allan: Wet. Holy-! Ano to?! *naispatan ni Allan ang passkey sa Sheraton Hotel na kasama sa original na laman ng wallet* Huli ka ngayon balbon! Akin to! Akin tooo!
BT: Hindi iyo yan, excueez-moi!
Allan: *triumphant snicker* O sige, kung sayo nga to, ano to?
BT: Ano yan.. ano.. galing sa hotel.. ung tita ko, me b-b-b0-boyfriend na nagtatrabaho sa.. hotel. Binigay niya sa tita ko, na binigay sa ken
Allan: Asa ka. Ang-cheap ng bf ng tita mo ah! Binibigay ang doorkey ng hotel! Weird ng kwento mo boy! Akina cel number o fone number ng tita mo nang magkaalaman na
BT: Wala
Allan: That sux
BT: Okay, fine. Dahil mabait ako, ibibigay ko na sau tong keypass, or whatever it is. It's yours!
Allan: You don't understand, do you? Hindi yan ang kelangan ko. Kelangan ko yung buong wallet, pati laman. Gimme!
Kuya: Puso mo
Allan: Heh. Akina yan!
BT: Alam mo, this is going nowhere. Now, if you'll excuse me, magcocomputer pako. One hour nga kuyah *upo sa pc*
Allan: Ze nerve!.. Ok, matigas ka talaga ah! Ayaw mo umamin, while all evidence point out na IKAW ang magnanakaw!
BT: *shrug*
Allan: Grabe ang morality rate ngayon! Magkaroon ka nga ng kahihiyan sa sarili mo! Sinungaling!
BT: Hay nakoh. Ganito ba dito, namimintang? Hay *naglalaro ng D.o.T.a.*
Kuya: Mabuti pa tawagan natin ung bahay nila.
Allan: Mabuti pa nga. Hoi anu pangalan mo?
BT: Darren Dave Ibasan
Allan: Hindi nga? Ampogi ng pangalan, ampanget mo e
BT: Pangalan koh yan, excuuez-moi
Allan: Phone number
BT: Wala kaming phone
Allan:What the hell- *sasaktan ko na to!*
Kuya: Okay, address na lang.
Allan: Siguro naman me bahay ka
BT: Lola ko lang nandun, wala kayo magagawa
Allan: ADDRESS SABI E!
BT: Block 4 Lot 15 Fairwoods Subdivision
Allan: OK.
Ate: Peace and goodwill to mankind
Scene 3: Hub-On Shop
(Nasa telepono ng shop si Allan. Samantala, naglalaro pa rin ng D.o.T.A. si Badingger Thief. Ze nerve.)
Allan:*nag-dial ng phone number* Hello, tita Zeny?
Tita Zen: Oh, bakit?
Allan: Di ba po ikaw ung presidente ng Homeowners sa Fairwoods? Me kilala ka bang 'Darren Dave Ibasan'?
Tita Zen: Wala. Tawagan mo na lang yung guard. Me directory sila ng mga pangalan ng mga tao na nakatira sa bawat bahay. Eto number..
Allan: Salamat po Tita *dial ng number* Eto po ba ung security sa Fairwoods?
Sikyo: Yes? And hu is dis?
Allan: Ah, anak po ni Lily Habon?
Sikyo: Lily Habon? DA Lily Habon? Di Eksekyutib Hassistant tu di Meyor?
Allan: Ah, opo..
Sikyo: Glad to be of serbis! Anu kelangan?
Allan: Ano po, I che-check ko lang po kung sino nakatira sa blk 4 lot 15.
Sikyo: Syurli! ... Ehem, ang nakatira po dun ay Balingit residens
Allan: Balingit? Hindi Ibasan?
Sikyo: Syurli
Allan: Thanks
Sikyu: Glad tu bi op serbis!
Allan: Hoy Badingger Thief ka! Ano bang totoo dito, yung pangalan mo o ung address mo?
BT: Yan ang address ko
Allan: Balingit daw ang nakatira dun e
BT: Hindi ko alam, baka hindi updated ung files ng guwardiya noh. Hindi koh na kasalanan yon Now if you'll excuse me, naglalaro pah koh.
Allan: Aba loko to- *mananapak*
Kuya: Wet, tawagan mo na lang si Mommy.
Allan: *dial* Mom?
Mom: Oh? Nasa SM ako
Allan: Mommy, remember yung wallet ko na nanakaw? Nandito yung magnanakaw! At ayaw niya umamin! (Parinig yun) *Kwinento ang mga nangyari*
Mom: ABAH! ABAH! TAWAGIN MO NA YUNG PULIS! TUMAWAG KA, ETO NUMBER, HANAPIN MO SI SRGT. ARTHUR! *galit*
Allan: OK *dial* Si Srgt. Arthur po pls, sa Habon's Residence.
Tsip: *surprise cameo role!* Okay.
Scene 4: Labas ng Hub-On Shop
(sa labas naman, para maiba. Nandito na sa eksenang to si Srgt. Arthur. Nakalimutan ko palang i-mention na me batang kasama si Badingger Thief, pinsan daw niya. Siguro mga 6-8 yrs old. Matigas si B.T., nagdo- D.o.T.a. pa rin. Kinukuwento ni Allan ang mga nangyari)
Allan: Kaya ayun nga po. Matigas po e. Hanggang ngayon ayaw umamin.
Srgt: Chill, Allan. Kung ganun nga ang siste, e, mas mabuti pang sumama ka na sa prisinto, Badingger Thief.
Allan: Asteeg
BT: Bakit powh? Nasan ang warrant nioh?! Ayokoh!
Allan: Alam mo, hindi ako naniniwala sa mga coincidences. Una, nandito ka nung gabing nawala ung wallet. Ikalawa, ibinigay sayo yan ng kapatid ko. Napakagandang magkapareho tayo ng wallet, at sa parehas na wallet na un ay may kapareho tayong doorkey ng parehong hotel. You can hardly call it coincidence. Now, umamin ka na, kung me konsensya pang natitira sayo
Mang Boyet: *grand entrance* Oo nga, Badingger Thief.Umamin ka na! Alam mo ba kung ano posisyon ng nanay nito? Pag nakarating pa to ke Mayor, baka sa bilangguan mo iseselebreyt Bagong Taon mo!
Kuya: Wag mo na palalain, wag mo na paabutin sa presinto to. Umamin ka na.
Mang Boyet: Alam ko na. Tanungin mo yung pinsan niya. Hindi magsisinungaling ang mga bata.
Allan: Toy, pinsan ka ni Badingger Thief di ba?
Pinsan: *Nanginginig* O-opo..
BT: Wag niyo na kausapin, natatakot na nga e!
Allan: Shut up!...Wag ka matakot sa kin. Tell me, me ganyang wallet ba yang pinsan mo?
BT: *tinititigan sa mata pinsan niya na parang nananakot*
Pinsan: Ewan ko po...
Allan: *wink* Umamin ka na.
BT: Ano aaminin ko? E akin nga towh sabi eh!
Allan: Ha-ha.
Srgt: Ha-ha.
BT: Okay, fine! *Tinanggal lahat ng laman ng wallet* Eto na wallet KO!
Allan: *kuha wallet* wallet ko, ulul
Kuya: Yun naman pala e, ibibigay den
Ate: Peace and goodwill to mankind
Mang Boyet: *horrified* Bakit mo binigay yung wallet?!
BT: E pulis yan e! Wala akong magagawa!
Allan: Hindi. Kung sayo nga to, ipaglalaban mo to hanggang huli! Hindi yung ibibigay mo lang saken ng ganun kadali.
BT: OK lang, kasi alam koh ang feeling. *drama* Nanakawan din ako dati! At since marami pa naman akong wallet sa bahay-
Allan: No doubt stolen
BT: -ibibigay ko na lang to sayo. Anyway, yan ang pinakaayaw kong design ng wallet
Mang Boyet: Truly? Di ba bigay sayo yan ng bestfriend mo? Kung bigay yan ng bestfriend mo, hindi mo yan ibibigay ng ganun kadali! *drama din*
BT: Ano.. e ano naman? Marami akong bestfriends, at kaya ko silang palitan kahit kelan ko gusto! *taray!*
Kuya: Oo nga.. bestfriends, boyfriends, madali lang palitan! *sarcastic*
BT: Okay, tapos na. Now, excuse me, meron pa kong 30 minutes.
Allan: No! It's not over yet. Kelangan ko ang laman ng wallet ko
BT: ...
Allan: Alam kong nasa 'yo yun, wag ka na magkaila. ATM card, ice skating ticket, hologrammic calendar, g-tec pen, video city card, pictures, at 1M ko.
BT: Wala nga e! Eto na nga ko't naaawa sayo at binigay ko sayo wallet ko, tapos ganyan ka pang mamintang? How unfair! Nakita mo naman ung laman kanina di ba?
Allan: Malamang pinalitan mo kagabi. I'm not that gullible, ya know.
BT: Sori, hindi kita matutulungan jan.
Allan: Ibalik. Mo. Sakin. Laman. Ng. Wallet. Ko.
Srgt: Wala nang nangyayari. Puntahan natin adres ng batang yan. Sandali kukunin ko ung posas
sa hedquarters.
BT: Sandali lang po! That's unfair!
Allan: Unfair mo mukha mo. Tigas mo kasi e.
Scene 5: Labas ng Bahay
(Hinihintay nina Allan at Badingger Thief si Srgt. Arthur.)
BT: *panic* Ayokong makulong! Ayokoh!! Beauty koh
Allan: Ihanda mo pwet mo sa presinto bwahaha
BT: *nagustuhan ang idea*
Allan: *frustrated* ok Badingger Thief, me deal ako sayo. Ayoko din na lumala pang isyu na to. Naaawa ako sayo. Iuurong ko na demanda ko, ibalik mo lang sakin lahat ng laman ng wallet ko. Especially the pictures.
BT: ...OK.
Allan: *lol* Tamo! Aamin ka din pala eh, pinahaba mo pa ung script na to! *silence* Tell me, do u need money that badly?
BT: Hindi naman
Allan: How cud u stoop so low then?
BT: *Panic* Ok, look. Ako na lang pupunta sa bahay namin. Ibibigay ko na sayo lahat ng laman ng wallet mo
Allan: No way, Jose! Kelangang malaman ng lola mo ang lahat.
BT: *panic* Aalis ako! Di pwede beauty koh sa prison!
Allan: Hindi puwede, oy. Kelangang ma-notify magulang mo sa kabalbalan mo
BT: *kumaripas ng takbo*
Allan: Hoi- Wait! Matte! *tumakbo din*
BT: *Pumara ng tricycle* Bilisan niyo po!
Allan: *gumawa ng action stunt- sumabit sa likod ng tricycle* Yeah! Para na lang ho dito.
Driver: What the f- is going on?!
BT: Bakit kayo huminto? Ma, bilisan niyo na po!
Allan: Wak po manong! Me ninakaw po sakin yan. Mang Arthur!
Srgt:*paparating* Anu nanyari?
Allan: Sinubukan po tumakas ni Badingger Thief
Srgt: *pinosasan si BT* Ayan, buti na lang me tricycle na. Punta na tayo sa bahay nito
Allan: Kala mo ah!
Scene 6: Sa Tricycle
(sa Tricycle. Sinama ni Badingger Thief ang Pinsan niya. Katabi ni BT si Allan. Nasa likod ng tricycle si Srgt. Arthur.)
Allan: Akala mo hindi ko magagawa un no?
BT: Actually.
Allan: E di nahuli ka rin. nakahanap ka ng katapat mo!
BT: *speechless*
Allan: First time mo ba ginawa 'to?
BT: Actually
Allan: Lul. *nasa gate ng Fairwoods* Sa block 4, lot 15 lang ho.
BT: Hindi yan ang adres ko, ako na bahala
Allan: Ta'mo!
Srgt: *sa driver* Ay putsa! Sa prisinto nga tayo bumalik!
BT: *panic* bakit ho?!
Srgt: E niloloko mo kami e! Hindi mo pala adres to e. Dehado kami nyan.
BT: Hindi po, parang awa niyo na! Hindi na powh!
Allan: Hayaan na natin si Badingger Thief, Mang Arthur.
Srgt: Chill.
BT: *nakatitig*
Allan: Baket
BT: Ano nga uli pangalan mo?
Allan: Ronald Allan P. Habon. Tandaan mo yan! Ako ang unang nakabisto sa modus operandi mo!
BT: San ka nag-aaral? Anng year mo na?
Allan: *Ack, bka natipuhan pako nito!* Hindi na mahalaga yon, pake mo ba
BT: Wala lang
*after a few minutes*
BT: *Bumaba sa tricycle at tumakbo*
Allan: Na naman? Follow him/her! *nakita pinsan* Toy, alam mo ba bahay niyo?
Pinsan: O-opo. Dun po..
Allan: Yun naman pala e.
Scene 7: Sa Bahay ni Badingger Thief
(magulo ang bahay ni Badingger Thief. Makalat. Naabutan nila siya sa pinto. May grupo ng mga babaeng pokpokish nearby. At isa don ang lumapit sa kanila at sumigaw.)
Tita: DARREN DAVE! ANO NA NAMAN ANG GINAWA MO? HAH?!!!
BT: Powh...
Srgt: Teka, ang sabi niya lola daw niya ang nakatira dito?
Tita: ANONG LOLA?! G*GO KANG DARREN DAVE KAH!! Ah, eh, ako po ang tita niya. Pasok po kayo
BT: *pumasok sa bahay, at hawak2 ang mga gamit sa wallet ni Allan pagkalabas* eto na
Allan: OK. nasan na yung pictures
BT: Ah, yung pictures... tinapon ko na..
Allan: Ano?!!
Tita: ANONG TINAPON MO, DARREN DAVE?! ANO!!! *me hawak na pitsel ng tubig* Pasensya na ho kayo, ano na naman po ba ang ginawa nitong pamangkin ko hong ito *sabay batok ke Badingger Thief*
Allan: Ah, eh.. *kwinento lahat*
Tita: ANO?! ANONG GINAWA MO?! NAGNAKAW KA?! T*NG 'NA MO DARREN DAVE AH! YAN BA ANG TINUTURO KO SA'YO?!
BT: ..
Tita: SUMAGOT KANG PUNY#+@ KA?! BAKIT DARREN DAVE?! BAKIT MO GINAWA YON?!
BT: Kasi po nandun lang po yung wallet e.. Tsaka binigay ho sakin ng kapatid niya
Tita: ABA SUMASAGOT KA NANG BATA KA!NANDUN YON, PERO HINDI YUN IYO! Naku, pasensya na po kayo.. Sakit sa ulo talaga yang pamangkin ko na yan ano ho.. PUNY#+@ KA! BAKIT MO KINUHA YON?! SASAGOT KA?! HAH?!
BT: Sasagot na po..
Tita: SUMAGOT KA!
BT: .. maganda po kasi yung wallet e..
Tita: MAGANDA?! YUN LANG?! MAGANDA, HINDI IYO, KINUHA MO? ABA DARREN DAVE, NAKAKAHIYA KA! ALAM MO ANG RULES SA BAHAY NA 'TO! HUMANDA KA, PAG UMALIS NA SILA, HUMANDA KA!
BT: *Hagulgol*
Tita: KAYA PALA LAGI KANG WALA SA BAHAY! GANYAN LANG PALA GINAGAWA MO!SANG SHOP NANGYARI TO? HALIKAYO! SAMAHAN NINYO AKO!
Allan: Ano po, ako po may-ari ng shop
Tita: Ah.. *nagbigay ng calling card* sige, i-ban ninyo tong DARREN DAVE NA TO! PAG NAKITA MO PAGMUMUKHA NITO, TAWAGAN MO KO'T WAG PAPAPASUKIN TO! UM *binatukan si BT*
Allan: Aah, opo
Tita: Sige po, pasensya na ho talaga ah.. Hindi ho kasi nababantayan yang batang yan e.. Hayaan niyo po, ako na ho bahalang mandisiplina dito.. WAG KA TATAKAS DARREN DAVE! HINDI PA TAYO TAPOS!!!
Allan: Er, sige po, alis na po kme..
Srgt: Sige ho, misis.
Tita: *promiscuously* Hindi po, miss pa lang po.. *wink*
So, ayun, tapos na ang lahat, napagtagumpayan ni Allan na makuha ang inaasam na wallet at ang mga nilalaman nito, maliban lang sa mga pictures na itinapon na, at ang 1 M na napagdesisyunan na lang niyang i-donate ke Badingger Thief. Nagpapasalamat din si Allan sa Diyos. Dahil, saan ka ba naman nakakita ng isang badingger thief na bumabalik sa crime scene dala ang kanyang ninakaw, tapos me ebidensya pa? Pero sa totoo nyan mejo naawa siya ke Badingger Thief. Sya nman kasi e! Pero salamat pa rin dahil sa wakas, and Kaluping kanyang naiwala, natagpuan (at lalabahan), ay napasakanya din.
-katapusan-
it got me home
7:29 AM
