I heart Mythology

As we grow older, we learn that even the person who wasn't suppose to let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken more than once and it is harder everytime. You might break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You will fight with your bestfriend. You will blame a new love for things an old did. You will cry because time is passing too fast and you will eventually lose someone you love. So take many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you have never been hurt. Because every 60 seconds you spend upset, is a minute of happiness you cannot get back.

(Maling-mali lahat!!!)

-M.A.C.S.

*I found this piece of note in my Edith Hamilton Mythology book. I flipped the pages of my 6th grade book then I noticed this small white paper bookmarked. I read the letter and found out that it was from a very dear friend of mine. She had written this way back in 6th grade and I think she could hardly remember writing such---words. I appreciate the letter so much and I felt like it deserves to be read publicly. Sorry M.A.C.S. for posting your letter. I just think that others might need this little concoction of yours. :)

*I remembered I lent my Myth book to you. I recalled the days we shared the same interests so freely, M. I simply miss you, miss you, miss you <3> Well, the letter wasn't for me anyway. I knew who it was for---I saw Ate Ann's picture bookmarked in the succeeding pages near the small white paper.

How did I knew it was YOU who wrote this?
(1) Ugly calligraphy/ certified M.A.C.S.
(2) Gnomish writings
(3) Totally mababoy
(4) microscopic words >:) sorry ah.

-S.Reyes

Chowking Dilemma

Minsan nalang ulit kami ni Janina magkasabay ng dinner. Kasi lagi siyang may kakaibang activity na inaabot na ng gabi. Sobrang namimiss ko na tuwing sabay kami kumakain kasi laging may nangyayaring nakakatawa o kaya kababalaghan naming dalawa. Sa sobrang dami ng nangyaring kalokohan tuwing sabay kaming kumakain, itong isang pangyayari sa Chowking ay isa sa mga pinaka nakakatawa.

Gabi na, at kailangan na namin kumain ng dinner. Wala pa rin si Charis at wala rin kaming pakialam basta gutom na kami---at iyon lang ang na sa isip namin. Nakakalimutan talaga namin ang mundo pag kami'y gutom. Sabi nga ng marami, para kaming lalaki kung kumain ni Janina...mabilis at madami pero sexy parin! ;) hahaha. (oh ayan Janina ah!)

Nahihirapan kami magdecide kung san kami lagi kakain kaya ang ginagawa namin ay "pompyang" o "take turns" kami sa pag-pili. Syempre, ang pompyang ay applicable lang pag higit kami sa dalawa. Alangan naman, mag-pompyang na kami lang...oh di pareparehas tayong nagmukhang tanga nyan :))

Well, doon nga kami sa Chowking kumain. Request ni Janina, kasi gusto niya nga ng Chowfan. Adik siya! Pumasok na kami sa Chowking at pumila ng maayos. Actually, matino na nga kami ngayon eh...pumipila na kami bilang mga normal na tao. Hindi mga abnormal na sisingit nalang basta basta.

Noong nakapila na kami, sa haba ng pila ... sumali na sa eksena ang isang babaeng Ordertaker na naka-orange na uniform pero hindi siya si Jollibee kasi walang antenna at pakpak. Pero pasok siya sa kategoryang rosey-cheeks at sarat na ilong. Si Janina ay nauna sakin sa pila kaya siya malamang ang unang kukuhanan ng order. Ganito ang palitan nila ng salita:

Jollibee, Este Ordertaker: What po order nyo mam?

Janina: Isang Chowfan na siomai ang toppings.

Ordertaker: Ano po ang drinks?

Janina: "Janina"




Ordertaker: Drinks po mam...hihihi (pa-cute na tawa)

Janina: ah, eh--wala.


tapos tumawa parin ako ng tumawa. Plus inuulit-ulit ko pa yung,"Ano po drinks nyo? ---'Janina' " . Kaya talagang maiinis ka.

Ngayon naman ay magbabayad na kami sa cashier. Ganito naman ang nangyari:

Cashier: Ano po name nila? serve nalang po.

Janina: "Janina"


ako na ang sumunod at ganun dun ang tinanong sakin. Pero "Sam" ang sagot ko.
Habang papalapit ako sa table namin ni Janina, nakikita ko siyang natatawa sa sarili...at nag-ffreak out nako dahil doon. ang weird kasi. Pinalapit na ako at pinagmadali dahil meron daw siyang sasabihin.

Janina: Sam tingnan mo to.

Sam: oh? ano yan? resibo?

Janina: basahin mo.

Sam: table 17..."Jeniba"

:)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

grabeh! sobrang tawa ako dun sa "Jeniba"!
hindi na talaga ako makahinga sa kakatawa. Tapos tinatawag ko pa siyang "Jeniba". Never ng natama ang pangalan nya tuwing mag-oorder. Nang minsan ng Burger King kami sa NLEX after DLSU exams, "Dalina" naman ang name na nabigay sa kanya. Pero wala paring tatalo dun sa Jeniba. :))

baka ayaw nyong maniwala, eto ang ebidensya:

*sinulat ko itong blog na ito dahil wala si Janina dito sa dorm ngayon. Miss ko na siya ng sobra kahit kanina lang siyang hapon umalis at bukas ang balik nya ng umaga. Ganun talaga ang buhay. Sana marami pang susunod na masasayang istorya tuwing kami ay kakain na.

-S.Reyes

Badjao sa Dapitan

Nang minsan na naglalakad ako sa kalye ng UST Dapitan, may nanghinging Badjao sakin ng limos. Sabi ng Mommy ko, dapat daw natin tulungan ang ating kapwang nangangailangan kaya nag-bigay ako ng kaunting barya. Syempre, yung kaya lang ng budget ko. Pagkatapos noon, gumaan ang aking pakiramdam kasi nakatulong ako sa ibang tao. :)

Dumating na ang gabi at pinuntahan ko si Amanda Erika Buhain Gonzales, at nakalimutan ko na kung bakit ko siya pinuntahan. Papauwi na ako galing UST ng biglang may humarurot na motor sa aking gilid na mga 2 inches away lang sa akin beautiful skin. Muntik na akong masagasaan! buti nalang at mabilis ang reflexes kong umilag kundi dedvol na siguro ako. :))

Bumaba yung mga nakasakay sa motor sa gasolinahan na hindi naman gaanung malayo sa kinatatayuan ko. Pagdaan ko ng gasolinahan, nakita ko yung Badjao na binigyan ko ng pera nung umaga na siyanng nakasakay pala sa motor na muntik ng pumatay sakin ng bonggang-bongga!!!

Kongklusyon: Huwag magbibigay ng pera sa Badjao na naka-motor na muntik ng pumatay sayo na binigyan mo pa ng biyaya nung umaga.

At ang sabi ko,

"Parang binayaran ko lang ang buhay ko nung sinubukan kong bigyan ng buhay ang ibang tao."

-S.Reyes

Miss ko na. sabik pa!

Paminsan-minsan nagkakaroon rin kami ng pagkakataong mag-bonding ng mga kaibigan ko. Actually, ang mga pwede lang naming gaiwn ay either manuod ng sine, mag-house hopping, photoshoot by Michelle Santos, o kaya naman mag-bike (pero hindi kasama si Ikee) >:)

Well, speaking of biking with Janina and Michelle… namimiss ko na talaga ito. Every summer dati nung High School ay nag-bbike kami. O kaya naman nag-sshow-off pag may Saturday classes or GSP Assembly. Talagang nakakalungkot dahil hindi na namin ito magawa ngayon.

Pag nag-bbike kami, hindi mawawala ang lugaw after ng biking sa buong Pulilan, Bulacan. Doon kami kumakain sa tapat ng simbahan na Parking lot …merong nakatayong lugawan doon na ang pangalan ay T nag-uumpisa. Nakalimutan ko agad kahit kanina ko lang ito nakita noong nag-simba kami. Pano kasi, hindi naman kagiliw-giliw ang pangalan at hindi rin related sa pagkain. Basta, ang random lang.

3 pesos lang ang halaga ng lugaw. Madami na mura pa! pero walang lasa. Magdadagdag ka ng konting barya panghingi ng asin o kaya patis. Libre ang tubig nila na galing lang sa tabi-tabi kaya hindi ito masustansya…delikado pa. Pero ang gusto ko lang naman sabihin ay mainam na itong pantawid gutom after mong libutin ang buong bayan.

Sa baong 10 pesos lamang, meron ka ng magandang trip. 3 pesos para sa lugaw, 2 pesos para sa asin, at charms lang ang kailangan para makakuha ng libreng patis. Pabor ito sa may mga sakit sa bato kasi hindi maalat. Lasang tubig lamang na may ginisang kanin napag-subihan ng kaunting manok. :))

Tapos, naisip ko rin na walang kwenta talaga itong post ko na to. Ayoko lang kasi mag-start mag-aral at sobrang lungkot ko dahil hindi na naming nagagawa ito. Malapit na rin kasi ang bakasyon pero marami pa ring mapapagdaanan.

Hindi naman sa halaga naikukumpara ang pagsasama-sama. Ni minsa’y hindi ito mabibili ng pera! Wushu.:))

-S.Reyes

I miss you Tata Kardo :(

I haven't written a post recently. I really need a deep emotion in order to write, or something like that. This past few days were of neutrality. I could barely feel the happiness nor the anxiety. I've been too occupied by my studies and school works and haven't reserved time for my "self". I wasn't supposed to go home today (Saturday, 2/13/10) because I still have classes this day. I woke up, and then suddenly my weekend plan changed. I decided to go home instead of staying in Manila for the weekend. Indeed, a very impulsive decision; but I'm used to that. In one wake, everthing you plan could really change. Since I don't know where to start or end my day, I asked Janina if we could drop by at our High school for a visit...or simply to waste time and escape from reality. The structure is still the same, renovations...the people you know are still there and some are new. Everytime I go there, feels like going back to the past; the place you've been back then, the people you know become the people you knew.

I was looking for Tata Kardo...the gate keeper/guard in our former school. Janina said he already migrated a month ago. Actually, I was looking forward on meeting him whenever I visit the school; The man who could never forget me even how far I am. I felt awfully sad and I already knew that my day would end gloomy. I tried to ignore and enjoy the time I was there in the school. But still, pangs of sadness executed me in the way home. I remembered that I used to greet Tata Kardo everyday because he always greet me ( even I was late or not). I miss the times I would treat him ice cream so I could help him ease the burden of his work. I miss the way he smiles at me everytime I went off the car; I miss him going to our car to assist me with the umbrella whenever it rains; I miss the way he ask money for Christmas so he could feed his family. I miss him sitting there on his chair, waiting for every student to be fetch at dismissal time; the stories he shared, both happy and sad. I miss the way he tells the story about how much he misses his family in abroad, The effort of talking to me when I'm sad or pissed; The way he accompany me when I'm in charge with the Student Council attendance...And most of all, the way we stood by me when mother died. He has been one of my mother's fans and the one who stood and supported my mother until death. Now, he is simply gone...we could never see each other. He's away, I could never fulfill my promise that I would help him cure his illness if I'm already a doctor. He is one of the many people who belived that I could really be like my siblings---a good doctor someday.



I admire him so much for the love for his family greater than how he loves himself. I admire the way he fights and hides his sickness to make other people strong and make other people smile and not to worry about him. I admire him for staying strong despite the gradual blindness he is enduring--along with the gradual fall of his health. I admire the way he does his work perfectly with little effort, the way he opens the gate and protects every student. I miss the way he forbids me to commute home for my own safety, the way he escorted me whenever I needed to cross the road, the way he cares for me truly even I am a stubborn kid; I miss the way he gives his time to me whenever I wait too long for my dad to fetch me at school, the way he appreciates every effort, every gift, and every achievement I have.

The last time I saw him was a day before 2010. I never thought that was the last time I could every see Tata Kardo. He opened the gate for me (like always) when I visited Ms. Santos in CdSP; and that was the last of him here in the Philippines. I knew he was going to leave, but I never knew that we doesn't like to inform me about when was his departure. That makes me feel really sad. Unable to say goodbye, force a smile, for Tata Kardo. I hope he could see me if I become a doctor. I hope I could see him sometime soon.

He is one of the closest persons I have in CdSP. He watched me grow since pre-school; One of those who protected me. "Thank you" is not enough for Tata Kardo. He deserves more than that. I wish to see him again.

"tata Kardz, miss na kita! sorry kung matagal po akong hindi nakadalaw. Hahanapin ko po kayo...ingat po. :("

-sam

Pathetic

A friendship is supposed to be special. Supposed to be happy, not sad. What happened to you? We used to be friends. So, if our friendship is so special, then why is it I always feel bad? We have known each other for so many years...But today it became so crystal clear. 


For years we were so very close;
I thought of you much more than most. I listen to all of your problems share in your times in good and bad. But when the tables are turned and it is my turn,there is always an excuse to be had. I thought for years you meant the best for me, but it is so clear now that was not to be. You loved it when things for me went wrong. All the time you're telling me to be strong. I would rather be friendless and lonely (but luckily, I'm not). Through all the times, at least I know I would be happy...without the friend that I knew I never had.

You always tell me what I never wish to hear. It dispels me, of the person I once held dear. You aren't afraid to pop me,when I'm all puffed up in pride. You never fail to stop me, when I decided to be with others and not by your side. In fact, you are enjoying every minute in every failure I had-- you'd love it. If I'm happy, you'll do everything to spoil it. And you know? You spoil it pretty well, until all that I worked for fell. You always win, and I usually end up as the loser. Now, I'm about to change because I see you, for what you are. A person I'll never trust and keep very far. Away from me in everything I think and do.You will never again be able to treat me like a fool. You never really were a friend; just someone who would only be there when I'm needed. You would find pleasure from my unhappiness. You are a sad pathetic jealous soul. The love and kindness I have inside,for a friend you are not and I say this with pride.

We used to swear are souls until the end. But you have changed, you are not you anymore. You've gone away and left your friendship untrue. I thought you'd be here until we were old. But I realized now that our friendship was bound to be cold.

For a Sham Friend

"Despise"--is all I have in mind and heart at this very moment. Confused in perpetuity in this following days. I was glad I got the courage to confront you with my silent enmity because of your hostility. I took the risk whatever I knew what'll lie after the courageuos act I showed. It seems that you've been pretty nice with other people lately and forgot to spare me a little of it. Yeah right, ugh---you never admitted that you're totally unfair with me---that made things worse. "Praise!" you've been a very good faux person. Well, better than a liar, I suppose. I'm tired of the counterfeit act you've always display whenever I'm around with you and not with somebody else. Thanks for your iniquitous undertaking and let me enjoy your jaundiced achievement! Hurtful words, aren't they? Sometimes, I think you deserve it but most of the time... I pity you being such a sham friend to me. I remembered the last verbal-letter-judo we undergone; you actually convinced me to forgive you. And blame me for injecting guilt to your numb empathy. I tried my best to make it up to you whenever I knew I was terribly wrong. I promise, I never forced you to be nice to me or forced you to be a little bit of kinder. I appreciate your effort, but still it seems not enough. You banked a lot of trust and you're capable of withdrawing it in just such hurtful words. I think, I've done my part and I really did a lot of sacrifices for you even you never did half of what I could offer. I did a lot of understanding, spared a lot of my time (that was never appreciated and blamed for giving it), for the efforts I exerted (and never done to anybody else but YOU), for the wasted energy and forced smiles I had to exhibit just to please you...EVERYTHING. And yes, by the way, Everything remains Nothing to a deadened person like you. I'll be happy to have it your way than what's in my PLAN. Believe me, you'll never enjoy what I had planned. Au revoir, hope to never hear from you soon. You pissed me off. :|

-Sam