WHAT DO THEY SAY ABOUT PATIENCE?

I wanna be a billionaire so fricking bad
Buy all of the things I never had
Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

Oh every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights
A different city every night oh
I swear the world better prepare
For when I’m a billionaire

Yeah I would have a show like Oprah
I would be the host of, everyday Christmas
Give Travie a wish list
I’d probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt
And adopt a bunch of babies that ain’t never had sh-t
Give away a few Mercedes like here lady have this
And last but not least grant somebody their last wish
Its been a couple months since I’ve single so
You can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Ho
Get it, hehe, I’d probably visit where Katrina hit
And damn sure do a lot more than FEMA did
Yeah can’t forget about me stupid
Everywhere I go Imma have my own theme music

Oh every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights
A different city every night oh
I swear the world better prepare
For when I’m a billionaire
Oh oooh oh oooh for when I’m a Billionaire
Oh oooh oh oooh for when I’m a Billionaire

I’ll be playing basketball with the President
Dunking on his delegates
Then I’ll compliment him on his political etiquette
Toss a couple milli in the air just for the heck of it
But keep the fives, twentys (?) completely separate
And yeah I’ll be in a whole new tax bracket
We in recession but let me take a crack at it
I’ll probably take whatevers left and just split it up
So everybody that I love can have a couple bucks
And not a single tummy around me would know what hungry was
Eating good sleeping soundly
I know we all have a similar dream
Go in your pocket pull out your wallet
And put it in the air and sing

I wanna be a billionaire so fricking bad
Buy all of the things I never had
Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

I wanna be a billionaire so frickin bad!
I am pretty certain that everybody gets the tune. It's Billionaire by Bruno Mars (half Filipino) and Travie McCoy which had its way to top since day one on the music chart of the Philippines and the world. these two guys are i believe not as big before they had the Billionaire and they've took our hearts after that.

why?

maybe because we like the tune and the style and the genre of the song.

or we like the singers.

or perhaps, we all can RELATE of what the song's implying.

early this morning i have read a post from my suth colleague that goes like this,"Andrea Sibal: i wanna be a billionaire so freakin bad..buying all the things i never had..( wen will this be..huh..so tiring to wait..)"

she got tired of waiting for the "time".

i got it, it is never easy to wait for something that you badly wanted, when everything does not make sense except the fact that you can dream about it for now. and dreaming doesn't bring any contentment, it would instead make that eagerness live an immortal life and we end up being frustrated because we fail to have the right attitude -- PATIENCE. 

we heard it a million times before PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE. but the truth is, we never really knew the essence.

yes, it will take time, but did anybody realize that that time of wait will be paid of? or did anybody do the right thing while waiting in line?

in the perspective of a 20 year-old girl or 7,319 day-old young lady or 175, 656 hour-old lady or 10,539,360 minute-old young woman or 632,361,600 second-old woman as of 7:14 am of the 29th of January, 2011 -- IT IS NEVER TOO LATE, no matter how many digits you have in your age. we can still make up for that goal.

in that note, we have to do something rather than skulking around and just WAITING. we have to remember that we have to do something to be SELF-MADE. it doesn't necessarily mean we have to work to death, but at least, MOVE AN ASS!

finally, there's just a fine difference between an intelligent and determined, and more often that not the second over-powers the first. at the end of the day, it would still be not what's on your mind but what is in your HEART. never treat yourself an inferior, rather, believe that no matter what happen your shortcomings don't define you as a person and as a winner. Rene Descarte once have said "I THINK, THEREFORE I AM", so if we think we can, then, we have to do it!

so, THREE things, and they are:

• BE PATIENT
• MOVE AN ASS
• IF YOU THINK YOU CAN, DO IT!

:)

GINISA MIX

Napatayo ako sa kama dahil naamoy ko ang ginigisa nyang bawang at sibuyas, mag-aalas dose na pala, bigla kong naalala ang gutom ko.

Naglakad ako papuntang kusina at nasumpungan ko ang pinto, nasilayan ko sya habang hawak ang kutsilyo sa kanan at kamatis sa kabila.

Di na sya katulad ng dati, nagbgo na ang itsura nya. Tumatanda na, pumuputi ang buhok, unti-unti na ding kumukulubot ang balat, lumalabo ang mata at numinipis ang mga hibla ng kilay nya.

Matagal ko syang pinagmasdan, mula ulo hanggang talampakan. Pati ang suot nyang damit, pati ang kilos ng mga mata at mga kamay. Di nya napansin ang presensya ko, "oo nga pala, malabo na kasi ang mata nya" naibulong ko.

Ramdam ko ang gigil sa bawat pagdampi ng kutsilyong stainless sa kawawang kamatis, dinig na dinig ko din ang pagtama niyon sa sangkalang pinaluma na ng panahon, at ang pagsaliw ng tunog ng ginigisang bawang at sibuyas. Umaalingasaw ang amoy na yun, sumisiksik sa ilong, pero masarap sa pakiramdam at sa kumukulo kong tyan.

Sa tantya ko, kauuwi nya lang galing trabaho, tapos nagluto sya agad, samantalang ako, kagigising lang at pupungas-pungas pa. Naghihintay lang na maluto iyon para makakain na. Bagaman ganoon, di sya nagrereklamo. Ni wala akong narinig na kesyo pagod sya, o masakit ang rayuma nya o di kaya gutom na gutom na sya.

Nahagis ang paningin ko sa gawing kanan, napatingin ako at napangiti ng makita ko ang lata ng hokkaido. Sinunod nya ang timpla ng panlasa ko, di sya nagprito ng longganisa o ng hotdog, sardinas! Kay saya at gaan ng pakiramdam, dininig nya ako. Di ganun kasarap ang sardinas, pero alam kong mapapasabak ako sa kainan dahil madalang lang naman yun ang nakahain sa mesahan, ternuhan pa ng umuusok na kanin.

San tambak pa pala ang maruruming pinggan na nagamit kagabi, "hay!" buntong-hininga ko iyon sa sarili ko, ano ba naman ako?!

Walang ginawa kahit ano!

"boy! Boy! Boy!"

napukaw ako ng tawag na yun, may luha sa mata ng taong pinanggagalingan ng tinig. Naiwan ko palang bukas ang TV at ang electric fan, si Roberta kilala sya bilang mumay. Naihip nanaman ng hangin ang pag-iisip ko, napakasat ulit sa kama at nanuod, may mga pagkakataon pa ngang wari'y tinatawag ako ng unan ko "HALIKA, HUMIGA KANA. PARANG MASARAP MATULOG ULI." tukso. Di ko mahimay ang mga tumatakbo sa kukote ko, biglang sumakit ang bumbunan ko at natuktok nalang sa panunuod.

Madalang lang ang masaya, puro malulungkot yata.

Pagkatapos nun, naibalik sa tyan ko ang atensyon ko. Byernes na bukas, may napag-usapan na kaming gagawin ni mama at paniguradong magiging masaya yon. Sa sabado, manunuod kame ng sine, pero di ko pa alam kung ano. Sa ganoong paraan man lang ay makabawi ako.

Gusto ko din sanang magpamasahe kaming dalawa. Para naman matanggal ang sakit ng kalamanan nya, at ang mga lamig sa katawan nya.

Magiging maayos din ang lahat, mawawalan din ng bulok na laman ang isip ko. Magiging masaya din ako, kame, at tayong lahat.

Nuod tayo ng sine sa sabado, anu bang magandang palabas? Yung di pambata at di din naman pang matanda.

Bumukas ang pinto, "mangan tana." si mama, anu ba yan lalung lumalalim ang guilt ko! Pero ansarap ng tinig nya sa pandinig ko, MUSIKA! At wala ng makakarevive pa. :)

i ♥ u mama ko!

SAYD TRIP

"bayad pu. Pakisuyo."

"metung."

"ita pung sukli keng beynti."

"para!"

"sh*t limpas naku, KALAWOT!"

pamilyar?

Nasabi mo naman na siguro kahit isa dyan, ano?

Dyip.

Oo, sa dyip.

Sa dyip maraming kwento, may tawanan, tsismisan, pagtatalunan, alaskahan at meron ding nkikitawa lang, nkikitsismis at nakikitalo, nakikialaska na din.

Madalas akong bumyahe mag-isa, kaya palagay ko isa rin ako sa mga 'nakiki'.

Wala lang.

Nasabi ko lang.

Di ako sigurado kung interesting 'to.

Pero sigurado akong may mararating ako sa pagsakay ng dyip.

Halos araw-araw naman akong sumasakay, paroo't parito, pauwi't papuntang trabaho, pano naman kase syete lang 4 kilometers na! O, di ba? ONLY IN THE PHILIPPINES.

Marami ding sinasabi ang dyip sa kung anung klase ng tao ang mga PILIPINO at kung paanung pamumuhay at kultura ang meron sa PILIPINAS.

Korni?

Alam ko.

Pake mo? :Þ

kung di mo pa alam, sa dyip nag-umpisa ang konsepto ng bayanihan.

Sa bawat 'bayad po' alam mo nang mayroong kamay na mag-aabot sa bayad mo (kung di mo abot ang driver), pati na rin sa sukle syempre.

Madami kang dala? Madali lang sumakay sa dyip kahit alam mong kandakuba ka pag sasakay, kase di kaylangang magbuhat, may hihila sa bayong kung san mo man nais maumupo.

May magsesecond the motion din sa 'para' mo kung sakaling bingi si manong.

Sa dyip, bilang disadvantage, walang aircon, masikip at langhap mo lahat ng alikabok, mababasa ka din kung biglang uulan at di prepared si manong.

Pero mas badtrip kung may kasakay kang emoterang chaka na nag-iinarte pa! Yun bang tipong iisnabin lang yung pangangawit ng braso mo sa pag-abot ng bayad mo? Panu naman yung mga tipong kakasakay mo lang at sya kanina pa, umupo ka sa malayo sa driver at pagkaupo mo pinapaabot ang bayad nya?(sarap dikdikin).

Eto pa, katabi mo panay tingin sayo mula taas pababa (vice versa) taz magtatakip ng ilong! Ganda nya, my D&G PERFUME ba sya? Ako meron! Mukha lang naman syang paa at walang pang fashion statement!

Lastly, dalawang impakta sa harapan mo na magbubulungan at titingin sa'yo at pagkatapos magtatawanan! Kung di ko pa alam na malakas ang loob nilang mgshorts, puno naman ng kurikong at galis!


Last na tlga toh. Anu namang mararamdaman mo kung kalahating pwit lang nkaupo sayo at makikita mong kumportableng kumportable si ale na sided pa ang pag-upo. At pagkasabi mong 'pwede pong pausog?' ng nakasmile eh sisimangutan ka pa! Kapal ng face mula angeles hanggang CSFP.

Asar factor!

Ang mas malupit pa dyan, mga mukhang iguana lang ang gumagawa ng mga bagay na nakakaasar sa dyip!

SUGGESTIONS:

-wag ipractice yang mga bagay na yan kung ayaw mong magmukhang iguana.
-kung ayaw mong mag-abot ng bayad, maglakad ka na lang!
-kung driver ka, NAKAKAHIYA NAMAN SA'YO KUNG WALA KANG BARYA!
-guys, masikip! Sana naman give way to oldies, kahit wag na sa mga girls.

Yun na, pero may kwento ako. Yung iba sa inyo alam na to. Sa pagkakaalam ko nangyari to sa dyip.

May prof ako dati (sa accounting), madalang lang mgbiro pati magsalita ng out of the topic. Matalino. Yun. One day, we don't have much left to do and we still have time for something, nagkwento si SIR, the story exactly goes like this:

SIR: minsan sa buhay mo, may mga pagkakataong di mo mamamalayang nagmumukha kang tanga.
KAME: ???
SIR: kasi nung minsan may experience ako sa DYIP, pauwi ako ng Tarlac nun. Nagkukwentuhan sila, nakinig naman ako. Isang araw daw may isang kawal na nagkasala sa kaharian. Sabi ng hari, 'anung gusto mong kaparusahan, magpalapa sa leon o magpapasok ng bubuyog sa tenga mo't lalabas sa kabila?', natawa ang kawal sa loob-loob niya at nasabing 'magpapasok nalang po ng bubuyog sa tenga kamahalan.' di sya nakitaan ng anu mang takot. 'yun ba ang gusto mo? Mainam. Mga kawal, PALABASIN SI JOLLIBEE!' ang sabi ng hari. Nagtawanan sila, nakitawa naman ako kahit di ko sila kilala!
Kame: ahh.. Joke?
Sir: (pinatay ang mga ilaw at lumabas)

korni ulet!

Isa pa.

Troy: (seryoso 'to) nung papunta ako kanina dito nakasakay ako sa DYIP, SOBRANG BAHO. Amoy patay na daga o higit pa dun. May matanda sa likod ng driver, mukhang tindera at may dalang timba. Nagtakip ako ng ilong, tapos may sumakay na babae instinct na nagtakip din sya ng ilong na parang maduduwal na. Mayamaya, tinanong nya yung matanda, 'ano po yan?', 'baket? Bibili ka?' sagot ng matanda. Di na nakayanan ng babae at nagpara sya. Nagulat ang driver at biglang nagpreno! Natumba yung timba.
Kim: (silence)
troy: natumba ang timba!
Kim: anung laman?
Troy: baket? Bibili ka?
Kim: bwahahahaha

ayun.

"KATAS NG SAUDI", masarap sakyan yan! Sakay na!

6 a.am of ALMOST everyday

Every morning when i'm off from work i promised that i would treat my self a walk in the park as a part of my routine.

At first, i was just giving my physical body an exercise after long hours of just hanging around with my workmates, clicking my mouse, talking and listening.

As days past by, i just realized that while i walk, i'm giving myself a mental therapy as well.

I'm having the chance of reflecting on my random thoughts, reviewing what has transpired on my day, and, listening to my world and not anybody else's.

Whenever i do, i wouldn't put my earphones on.

Why?

Because i feel better tuning in to my favorite station that plays my favorite song over and over.. LIFE FM.

I do not look down as well, and most of the time, i just look at the horizon and enjoy that view..

As i tell myself,

God put a bright orange morning sun for me to appreciate, He put those graceful trees around to freshen me up and encourage some folks to jog so i have one or two to give my smiles to.

Observe

Criticize sometimes.

Judge.

Those are fews things i do.

But then, this morning is different.

I seek love amongst the people towards each other.

I found some, but apparently weren't satisfying.

- a daughter who plays badminton with her father who's on my estimation his early sixty. The daughter would laugh at him whenever he misses a shot, and instead of getting piss, he would just laugh at the laugh. It was SWEET seing them laughing at each other.

-the basketball coach who inspires his players rather than breathin' on their necks.

-a Filipina who passionately wipes her foreign husband's sweat in the middle of his run.

-that german shepherd who religiously followed its lord's instruction to stay at one point then at a signal would run to the other point.

WHERE'S THE LOVE?

-a mad man, in his weary clothing, shoulder-length ungroomed hair, struggling to his thoughts and shouting the name 'marlyn' with his tears flowing continously while he's harshly grasping his stomach, would at times sit uneasily, walk then find a trash can to look for food in case it's his lucky day.

-crued oil price hike, do i need to explain? We all know that is equal to saying fare hike, commodity price hike, and a whole lot of HIKE's!

-worse, i didn't do anything!

Crap! my today's 6a.m.'s makin' me GUILTY. :(

(written: january 20, 2011)

CRAZY I'M IN LOVE

Dear You,

lately, i've been wondering what part of my brain you have messed up, that i am being captured with every single detail of my thought about you. Everything's just surreal that i don't want to stop thinking about it, and it's just.. just.. INCREDIBLY ROMANTIC, so, so, so i just can't stop!

You're sensation every moment is phenomenal.

This is i think very unfortunate for me 'cause i don't get anything in return, even a smile or 'hi'. You just unfortunately again looked at me blankly and say nothing!

I know i'm better off, but it ain't easy. In fact, it would've been the hardest thing i could ever do these days.

I know i'm not in love. It's just a part of me being quirky and flirty. But you know, uhm, everytime someone ask me 'a penny from your thought?', you certainly are my penny.

I am also sure that one day this feeling would eventually subside, as much as i am sure that it wouldn't be sooner or later, i need time for no one's sake!

But, you know what? You're pissing me off! Why wouldn't you stop reminding me that i like you?! That everyday's a good one when you're around? That every 'see you tomorrow!' means 'i will miss you'? Can you just stop before 'i like you' turns to 'i love you'? PLEASE!

I don't really mean that, what i mean is apparently,

'look, i guarantee there'll be tough times. I guarantee that at some point one or both of us is gonna want to get out of this thing. But i also guarantee that if i don't ask you to be mine, i'll regret it the rest of my life 'cause i know in my heart, you're the only one for me!'

doesn't that makes sense to you?

Someone right here's waiting, and someone right here wanted you so much.

I'm rediculous, i know. But i wouldn't be this way if not for you, put that in mind though you don't know who actually you are to me.

Every single day would mean different as the past if and only if i have you.

I said what i wanted, just go ahead and say yours.

Take care my dear.

Love,
kim 

FORGETTING THE US

WAITING is painful. FORGETTING is painful. But do you know what's worse? -- IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHICH TO DO.

You know what pain could be and how it may affect you and your life. How about the cliche, 'prevention is better than cure'?

How about when it's too late to prevent it?

You get advices like..
move on!
go on with your life.
he's just another random guy, you can get another one!
That guy isn't worth it.
He's easy, c'mon!
That's ok, cheer up!
You can do it!

Don't they just realize how frustrating for you to know that something hard for you wouldn't be for them? And, things they say make you feel you're the weakest link? Or, they aren't just in the right position to sought advices to?

Letter C.

Things are easier said than done.

(i won't argue on the last statement)

in cases of such (when you don't know if you'll wait or forget), you tend failing to define the meaning of PRIORITIZE; you forget about your mind, your heart, and sometimes, yourself; you cling into your ego more often than not; worse, you decide out of circumstances which you have failed to see that are apparent wouldn't work!

You suddenly are DUMB when something's wrong with your emotions, and it just oftentimes would ruin you as a person.

You're stock in despair and continously torturing yourself with a useless question, 'have i taken the right choice?'

then, when you realize it could be wrong (but you weren't sure), you change it! Worse comes to worst, you take it as a CYCLE!

So, in short, you're missing to place the DOT!

ILLOGICAL.

OUT OF CONTROL.

TERRIFYING.

REDICULOUS.

But, you fail to see 'em!

What should you do that you've failed to do in the first place?

1. UNDERSTAND YOURSELF. Reflect. Ask yourself all the why's you've got. Remember that YOU understand yourself more than any one else.

2. WEIGH. Give every small detail a shot. Write notes as what you have already decided what would be EFFECTIVE for you, and what would be NOT.

3. DECIDE AND STICK TO IT. Don't let anyone decide for you! More than anyone, YOU ARE THE MOST RESPONSIBLE PERSON FOR YOURSELF. But never depend solely on your mind, your heart or your ego -- they work best as a team, believe me. You have number 2 as a basis.

Once you have taken the decision, forget all the other choices forever. Make yourself believe that what you have would work the BEST. Do not change just that, or else you'll be back to zero.

4. COMMUNICATE THE PAIN. Cry. Find a shoulder to lean on, but don't make yourself too comfortable to the extent of being dependent to that shoulder. Say the words you've been wanted to tell that person who caused you pain. Don't restrict your capability to be HEARD and FELT!

5. GIVE IT TIME. 'time heals all wounds', it may be the least effective cliche, BUT IT WOULD STILL WORK ANYWAY. Patience would lead you to something you just didn't expect and imagine.

6. STAND FOR IT. Without this, nothing makes sense.

7. SPREAD. If it's your turn to give an advice to someone you once be, take your EXPERIENCES. They're your best TEACHERS.

If you folks happened to read over, and you don't just believe what i have wrote, i can't blame you.

Thanks,
kim :)

CRAVE FOR A PERFECT LOVE STORY

Ladies just love daydreaming, fancy fantasies, and exagerated 'happily ever after'.

More often than not, a typical asian girl (16 of age) would imagine of her love 'turned to be', and would set standard of her love story 'should be'. It's her weakness just to do that whenever she sees the ceiling while lying on her bed.

Im no 16, but i still do.. Just more mature, more expensive and more achievable.

Before: i was sleeping beauty who waits for her true love's kiss to wake her up from the curse of the black witch who thought was not invited to her celebration.
Now: i'm a woman who expects her date to gently pull her in front of her door way to insist 90% of the kiss, and 10% would be left for her prerogative. Then, after that kiss just before they say good-bye, her man would pull her towards him again (less gentle) and would take the 100% of the move for another kiss.

Before: i was a girl who was locked on the highest floor of a tower by her wicked step mother. was crying day and night, until one day, her prince charming riding on white horse, came running and soar her sword to save her from the wrath.
Now: i am the same old princess who's being locked by her father and wouldn't allow her for a date to anyone. And her prince, riding in his white car would harden his heart and strengthen himself not to be afraid to ask permission to that man who holds a gun.

Before: i'm cinderella who's being abused by her wicked step sisters, who was not invited to a prince's ball but was helped by her fairy godmother, danced with the prince, came 12 o'clock hurried to move out the ball, accidently left the pair of her glass shoes, and was found by the prince by the other pair.
Now: i'm everyone's antagonist. Abuses her sister and her cousins. Was warned by the guidance counselor of the school for being the greatest bully. Was once left wasted, but her prince still takes her home, put her to bed, gave her sponge bath with respect, and, prepared her soup and toast breakfast to ease hang-over.

Before: i was juliet. Who was greatly inlove with a gatecrasher romeo (who turned out to be the last person her family would choose to be her love forever) to a masquerade ball. Was poisoined thought romeo so he decides to die, was awaken, saw romeo on his death, took his dagger and killed herself.
Now: a lady so in love with her guy who'd sleep on his chest as he gently massages her head and rubs her hair with the greatest passion. Who'd take care of her man when he's sick, wouldn't leave him alone, embrace his shiver away, and, would be at the hospital over night (in case, just in case). And when her man's turned well, THE REST IS HISTORY. (lol)

Before: a woman had her wedding day in the woods beside a water fall with her prince charming together with the whole family and dwarf friends, the birds and the animals in the forest.
Now: a woman who gets engaged in a classy corporate party with her boyfriend who turned out to be her boss with everyone's watching when he knelt down and said 'will you marry?'. Gets wed on the roof top of concorde hotel in baguio city, with all her families and friends around, took a hellicopter ride to Paris just after 'you may kiss the bride' for the honeymoon, and have her husband carry her whole weight to the penthouse of the hotel in front of eifel tower.

Before: she caught her husband having another woman, cursed him, had separated with him and the husband after some time beg her for second chance in the mall where he knelt and cried, and promised not to do it again.
Now: her husband was set up by a rival to have another woman, she fell down with tears, her husband explained but she did not believe. She insisted separation. Her husband couldn't take it, courted her again, has been hurt cause his rival is hangin' out with her, has talked to the girl to whom he was set up to win her back, then won her back after a lot of evidences shown.

Before: she had 6 kids they were so happy. She is delighted to have her family with healthy kids and wonderful husband.
Now: she had 3 kids (2boys and a girl), 1 wants to be a doctor, the other wants to be a lawyer, her girl wants to be married with a prince in europe. She's happy to have 3 ambitious kids and a wonderfully faithful husband who has been with her till her last breath.

And, THEY LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER.

I know it's lame, but it's my imaginations, right? You're just having a share of it.

:D

THE LITTLE TRAVELER

This morning, i have a very important lesson from a person i least expected -- and that i even don't know in the first place.

Yes, i have been riding in a jeepney with him couple of times now, but that just ain't enough to know why his grandmother let him travel by himself.

He cought my attention today as he says, "para!" on the same street where i supposed to say the same as well.

I had a conversation with him long enough to understand his whole life.

And the conversation goes..

Kim(k): keni sabe kata.
Boy(b): (just looked blankly)
k: sabay tayo. (bent slightly and rubbed his back gently)
b: (smiled and frenzied)
k: bat ka pinapabayaan mag-isa ng lola mo?
B: (no word, just playing on his apple-green toy car)

k: san pupunta lola mo nun?
B: magtatrabaho po.
k: ahh, san ka pupunta nyan?
B: dire-diretso lang po.
K: malayo?
B: (nodded)
k: sino ba pupuntahan mo?
B: si mama ko po.
K: ahh, bat di ka nakatira sa mama mo?
B: ayaw ko don.
K: baket?
B: kase yung lalaking si boy neg.
K: asawa yun ni mama mo?
B: opo. (without even looking bitter about it)
K: pinapalo ka?
B: opo. (there was some sort of a change in his facial expression)
k: bakit daw?
B: (silence)
k: may anak na sila ni mama mo?
B: opo. (there was a glow)
k: ilan?
B: (signed two using his fingers)
k: mas bata sayo?
B: (short pause) mas maliit pa saken yun.
K: ("yeah, i forgot the language of a child." i said to myself) san kayo nakatira?
B: sa may sandra. Ai, sa SUNRISE STREET.
K: susunduin ka ni lola mo dito?
B: opo. Dun kila mama.
K: pano kung di ka sinundo? Marunong kang umuwi mag-isa sa sunrise street?
B: opo, magjijeep pa ko.
K: magbabayad ka pa ng seven.
B: (bragged me his money of six 5 peso coins and four 1 peso with a grin on his face.)
K: ai, andame. ang galing mo naman. (smiled widely) ilang taon kana ba?
B: six.
K: nag-aaral kana?
B: opo.
K: anung grade mo na?
B: one.
K: marunong kana magbasa?
B: opo, sa school.
K: sino nagturo sayo? Si lola mo?
B: (silence)
k: san ka nag-aaral?
B: cutcut.
K: mag-isa ka lang pumupunta sa school?
B: inahatid nalang ako ni lola.

k: edi pag sabado ka lang nandito?
B: opo.
k: malayo talaga bahay ni mama mo?
B: dire-diretso tas dun sa may..may..may.. (he forgot the next words) Ikaw din dire-diretso?
K: oo, taz liliko sa may blue na gate.
B: ahh, yung ganyan? (pointed on a earth green gate)
k: oo, pero ganun yung kulay. (pointed on a lower part of an electric post in blue)
b: (walked near the post) ahh, ganito? (gently and haughty kicked it)
k: (nodded) kasama mo si papa mo sa bahay?
B: hindi.
K: san sya?
B: sa marisol.
K: kayong dalawa lang ni lola mo sa bahay?
B: opo.
K: wala kang lolo?
B: meron. Nasa marisol, tinaga nya nga yung bahay eh.
K: baket?
B: kase dumating na pala yung totoong may-are.
K: ahh, di naman pala sa kanya yung bahay?
B: (nodded)
k: ano nga pala pangalan mo?
B: kevin.
K: ahh, kevin. Ako si kim.
B: atsaka cachaneg.
K: huh?
B: CACHANEG! (or something that sounded like that.)
k: Cachaneg yung apelyido mo?
B: (smiled)
k: (smiled back) ayan na bahay ko. (pointed the blue gate)
b: (smiled, then nodded)
k: (gently massaged kevin's head) bye-bye.
B: (raised his had shoulder level)

kevin's indeed a wonderful person i could choose to converse with everyday. He showed me my life the way i should see it, how fortunate i am to have it, and how fool i can be not to appreciate.

He expresses himself in the least emotion he can give and in the manner that i would understand.

Honestly, i have already forgotten the way a child does things until this morning, and i was reminded how to live like a child AGAIN.

A child that wouldn't show the bitterness of an incomplete family and the boredom of his saturday life.

A child who never sees the world as an adult turning 20 in 40 hours would see it.

A child who uses his old green toy to have his imaginations come to reality, and who looks contented with no fancy toy car.

A child who faces the sun with the utmost power that his eyes can resist, as how he faces his unfair life.

A child who travels his weekend to his mom who just carried him for three quarters of a year and gave him away to his grandma without hatred in his heart at all.

He thought me a lesson, that is..

TO VIEW THINGS SWEETER AS THEY MAY SEEM SO.

DEAR Kevin,

where ever your life's pilgrimage may bring you, i wish you GOOD AND HAPPY JOURNEY AS YOU BECOME A BIGGER TRAVELER.


Do not stop having conversation with an empty soul like mine just before we've met. Most of all, stay sweet and give a lot of those innocent smiles with a stranger like me, cause that might be the only lovely thing they would see that day.

Keep that child playing on your heart even when you grow taller and smarter than i could ever be. KEEP INSPIRING.

I'll pray for you, and i'll remember you always for i have wrote you in my heart.

Take care and thank you!

Love,
ate kim

WHAT MAKES YOU FATTER THESE DAYS?

(this was written 5th of January, 2011)

Oh, what a question from YOU (of all the people)?! Eff you! and heck do you care about figure?!

Yep, i'm fatter and i don't care. If you care enough, then why don't you do what you are about to say for yourself?

Do you have a mirror?

Have you seen yourself lately?

How do you look?

How many more inches do your measuring tape needs for your waist?

Would you still be able to wear your suspenders without offending anyone?

WHAT MAKES YOU FATTER THESE DAYS (then)?

1. WHOLE GRAIN OAT COOKIES ARE BAD COOKIES. You know why? 'coz after you have swallowed the first, you still crave for more! Some will say, "they don't contain fats anyway.", well review what you have learned when you've been thought how to read: 1/3 Less Fat* (so, where the hell 2/3 has gone?). I have a pack of 6 pieces times 3 cookies, equals 18 cookies times 1.4g of fat equals 252 GRAMS! For crying out loud, that is my 5 thighs of fried chicken!

2. NOVEMBER TO FEBRUARY IS YOUR WEATHER. Freezin' cold from dust to dawn, no burnin' sun light, no EFFin' sweat to sweat your excess fats away!

3. THE SINFUL BED. when you're cold, you buy more time to be with your cuddler tempting bed. It just seduces you; and your parents wouldn't wake you up since they know that you're responsible with your TIME-MANAGEMENT (well, mum, dad, NOT ANYMORE! I USED TO BE, BUT, I AM CHANGED, SO.. WAKE ME UP!). Unfortunately, sleeping would give you plus inch everywhere.

4. YOUR DREAM JOB. Yes, you've gone up to bed and even on your way to your office. Well, you're getting paid by listening to your half naked trainer talking vain and vague, while having a sip of your coffee and bite of your favorite RAISIN COOKIE (i <3 my JOB)! Indeed, attention and a little thinking is required (for the first 3 hours). After lunch break at 3am, how'd you think you would feel? You have heavier eye lids, protesting stomach, foamed-comfortable-slouchy office's chairs, dead seatmates, will you survive? The dream job is another fat thickenner!

5. SCIENCE. Remember METABOLISM? Well, i do. It's how your body systems function - (a verb). Normal digestion of food intake would be an average of 3 hours, if you don't move your a**, it could have been longer. So, who would move an a** one very cold morning of january when all still snores? Would you jog? Hell no!

6. PERFECT MUM. Who wouldn't let you do chores, who would prepare your DVD's for marathon, who would get your warm bath ready, who would even scratch your back if you feel the itch, who would give you hard-soothing-relaxing oil masage, who would shut your neighbors up because you need sleep for you are tired from YOUR DREAM JOB, and, who would cook your favorite food if you feel like eating 'em (just say the magic words).

7. YOUR HANDY FB. You don't have to exert an effort on sitting in front of your computer because your FACEBOOK is on your palm and you can surf layin' on your bed. Well, i'm sure you know what.

8. NOT ENROLLED. Thinking would burn you more calories than push ups. So, if you drop school, that's less thinking equals burn no more calories (and you don't do push ups either)! Plus stress with exams, quizzes, term papers, projects, etc gives you a hint for diet, where's school now?

9. DOUBLE PAY. Safe to say you have 2 days of double pay for holidays but you have a total of 6 celebration (24, 25, 26, 31, 1, 2) for it plus 4 consecutive Christmas parties and 2 family reunions (hella lot of food!) equals fat arse!

10. YOU DON'T PLAY FINDER'S KEEPERS. So you keep your chocolate gifts for yourself and find your sister's then eat 'em when no one's watching! (why would i give mine away if they have gifts of their own?)

if you've been hit, well, it's for you!

But, this is for the lady in red in front of me while i put on my make up. ;D

r: SEXY!
k: yes? *wink*
r: DREAM ON!
k: fine! >.<

Being sexy is not only measured by your vital statistic, being able to attract people of opposite sex is a clear evidence.

Furthermore, in case you don't consider yourself sexy, INSECURITY wouldn't find your way out! It could even worsen the crossroads! And, if you wish to be sexy or slimmer, BE CAREFUL. As the line of the song goes:

'be careful what you wish,
cause you might get it!' (or something that sounds like that)

thanks,
-kim

P.S. This is for myself! No offense. PAX! ;)

USAPANG SEX

Inspired akong mgsulat sa sariling wika ko (napaparami na kasi yung mga taong ayaw sa pag-iingles ko). Tama nga naman, 'mahalin mo, ang wika mo.' (s---t, ang korni!).

Pero, anu namang isusulat ko?

Tungkol sa buhay? Parang wala ako sa mood eh.

Hmm, tungkol na lang kaya sa love? Nyay, wala na yata akong alam dyan. Nakalimutan ko na yatang pag-usapan ang love (ay, pag-ibig pala, parang Grazilda lang). Kasi naman matagal-tagal na din yun.

Hay, anu na lang kaya?

SEX? Sigurado maraming interesado.

Pero bakit sa biodata o sa facebook pag tinanong ka ng SEX, ang sagot ay..

MALE OR FEMALE

hindi ba dapat..

PRO OR NON-PRO (parang driver's license)

o di kaya naman..

EXP OR NON-EXP (experienced or non-experienced)

pwede ring..

V OR NOT ANYMORE (alam mo na siguro meaning nyan)

E kung m o f pala ang choices, sana GENDER na lang tinanong nila. Sa US (United States) ba ganun din? Di ko alam eh.

Malamang oo, pwede ring hindi.

Nakakalito.

Bakit iba-iba pa kasi ang mga tao sa mundo? Iba-iba tuloy ang lenggwahe, pati kulay, estado sa buhay, at kung anu-ano pa.

May puti, may itim, merong nasa gitna.

May mayaman, may mahirap, may may-kaya, may dukha, may kapus palad.

Meron ding swerte, meron ding malas, meron pa ngang di naniniwala sa swerte't malas eh (tulad ko).

May masaya, may malungkot, may mga taong 'ok' lang (nasa kategoryang sakto lang).

May may mga kasama, may nag-iisa.

Meron ding mapagmahal, merong matapobre.

May jejemon at merong bekimon.

Pero naisip ko, sa dinamirami ng klase ng mga tao sa mundo, bakit AKO AY AKO? IKAW AY IKAW? AT, TAYO AY TAYO? (wala pang nakakaalam)

Di ko naman pinlanong maging ako, at sa mga ibang pagkakataon pa nga di ko ginusto. Pero ganun talaga yata, balang araw malalaman din natin kung bakit.

Lahat ng tanong masasagot.

Pati kung bakit tatlo lang daliri ni kokey.

Bang!

Balik tayo sa iba-ibang tao.

Isipin nalang natin kung pare-pareho tayo mag-isip, manamit, ng mukha, ng buhok, ng estado sa buhay, ng pananalita at ng pamumuhay: di ba boring (di ko alam tagalugin) yung ganun? Kaya siguro iba-iba tayong ginawa.

Masaya naman pag ganito, di ba?

Oo, may panahon ding malungkot o di kaya wala sa mood, madalang lang naman yun. Mas madalas na nakangiti o tumatawa (pwera na lang kung EMO ka).

May tanong ako.

Kung papayagan kang magpalit ng buhay at ng sarili, would you grab the chance? (di ko ulit alam tagalugin na di masagwang pakinggan)

ako? Siguro. Depende, kung babalik din ako sa sarili ko, bakit hindi?

Day1: gusto kong maging si Anna Scott (Julia Roberts) favorite ko kasi yung naging ending ng buhay nya kasama si William Thacker (Hugh Grant), simple pero masayang masaya.

Day2: si Ellen Degeneres. Alam ko tibo sya, pero no one has the humor like she has (kahit si Oprah Winfrey pa or Tyra Banks).

Day3: Kris Aquino. Rare are those who like her genuinely. I myself don't like her and the way she lives her life, i just wanna be her for a day and experience her life. (di ko mapigilan ang ingles, paumanhin)

Day4: nanay ko. Wala lang, para malaman yung mga sentiments nya.

Day5: Angel Locsin. Just to be his fantasy. :D

Ayun na un. Suntok sa bwan, pero at least i satisfied whatever my ideas are trying to communicate.

Thanks.
-kim