Greenfields

Nakalimutan ng kapatid ko yung security code ng fone nya.

Sabi ng nanay ko, dalhin ko na lng daw sa Greenfields.

Pagsanjan

Behind the falls.

Last week, myra makiling, bengorts, and marvin butete invited me to Laguna. For what occasion? wala lang. para magrelak. so syempre sumama ako.

What did i see in Pagsanjan? lotsa chinky eyed people. i'm telling you they are about to take over the philippines, disguising themselves as tourists. There were hundreds of them, and what's scary is that all of them looked the same.

"hey, i thought that couple passed us a while ago!"
"didn't we see them at the gasoline station?"

Eerie.

i tell you, they are here.

Even the boatmen were already familiar with the foreign language! These chinks have been spying on us longer than i thought. And using Pagsanjan as base!

While boarding the raft which was going to take us under the falls, a little boy looked at me, noted my skin color and round eyes and asked, "are you native?"

i stared dully at him and almost pushed him off the raft.

PS. thanks to myra makiling's mom for the free boatride.

9 lives...8...7...6...going...going...

Life 9. refer to this entry.

Life 8. a few weeks back, while my sister and I were climbing up the stairs, we chanced upon poopoo cat leisurely walking down the stairs. I kicked her hard and ran after her but she was faster.

Life 7. two weeks ago, my sister and I prepared milk mixed with vetsin. Lots of vetsin. and more vetsin. we bought the big pack for this specific mission. I crept up to the fourth floor where poopoo cat was taking a nap and offered her the bowl of milk which she lapped with such gusto. *sneer sneer*. Drink up everything, kitty, drink, drink. The next mawnin, she expressed her thanks with a mound of fresh poo on my doorfront.

Life 6. Just a few hours ago, I saw poopoo cat lying on the balcony of the third floor, just lazing there and probably thinking of where to get her next meal. I silently approached her and before she could run away I pushed her off the ledge! Yahooo!!! I watched the white furball fall three floors down to the ground floor and scram to the nearest hiding place for shelter. Well, she landed unscathed, as usual.

She still has 6 lives left. And I’m running out of ways to kill her. I guess a repeat would be nice. Any suggestions?

Neat

My brother called up from the province this morning. Informed us about his leaving for Manila tonite with a friend. And what are responsible adults supposed to do when expecting visitors? They clean up! And that’s exactly what my cousin and I did tonite when we realized that we were really slob extraordinaires. The sink was all dirty with piles of dishes from ages ago. The kaldero, as usual, was a zoo by itself. Thanks to the ever dependable Joy dishwashing liquid, isang patak kaya ang sangkatutak! (pidi kaya gamitin yun sa kilikile para mabilis tangganl ang deodorant? Hmmm…)

The whole house was covered in dust. A visiting cousin commented, the dust is so thick you can plant kamote. Funny we never noticed. Hahaha. Slobs. So we started to wipe the dust off of everything (more of everything people are likely to touch and see). Next thing we took care of were the scattered books and papers. Boy, did we have a lot of them. So we crammed them in every nook we could get them in and tried to make them look presentable.

I’m guessing our visitors are going to sleep in my room. So off I went to clean it up. This feat has been attempted several times without success. Here there were more books and papers to sort. I just had to put my Ken Follet collection on display. So I lined them up in front of my medical books, some I just laid on the table so as not to look like it was arranged for this occasion. (kaswal lang kunwari, hehehe). I realized that I had lots of those bags med reps liked to give away for promotion, paper bags, BIG BAGS, VERY BIG BAGS, laundry bags, small bags, tiny bags. And giveaway pens (most of which have dried up), and prescription pads, and articles on this and that, and folders, and blah blah. I stuffed them all in two BIG bags. I changed the sheets and pillow cases and shoved everything else underneath my bed (it’s a jungle down there). When I finished, my room looked pretty neat.

My cuz was brilliant enough to have the curtains laundered earlier this evening so that when she put them up again, I realized I fergot what color they really were up until now. Now our curtains are bright and cheery! Darn, Manet (or was it Monet) never washed those curtains the whole time she was with us! Well you can’t blame such simple mind.

We dumped everything else in the other room, err… well, we were already tired so we agreed to keep that room closed the whole time the visitors were here. I think it was a wise decision.

I just cleaned up Lucky’s litter box earlier this week so it didn’t require any attention. Now, for Lucky, who’s gonna be the star again, I got her cologne and sprayed her fur to her distaste. Yes, she has her own designer pet cologne aptly named Perfect Coat Select, compare to Giorgio, which I bought at bio research when I still had money a looooong time ago. Now she smells pretty good.

So what did I get from all of this? A stuffy nose. My allergic rhinitis acted up and I couldn't find my steroids. Well at least the house looks decent enough to live in…for now, at least. Ah, give it two weeks and it’ll be the same old garbage dump we call home.


Nguso, ngusooo..

27

27 years ago…

From out of nowhere, my rocket came shooting through the black universe to enter the solar system,

headed for the third rock after the sun and crashed on the planet called Earth.

A farmer and his wife adopted and named me Duke.

As I grew older, I gained in strength and power from the sun.

I dodged bullets,

Soared the skies,

Fired heat vision from my eyes…

And saw through walls…

From that point, I became the superhero you all came to know and love…

It is time…

A new Duke has emerged

I am strong…. I am mighty…. I am INVINCIBLE!

I AM THE DUKE!! …..

arekup, wala naman batukan. pagbigyan nyo na ku. berdey ko naman.
Hehe.

Rude

March 28, 2005

Mr. *********
Human Resources Director
******. Inc

Sir:

I would like to file a formal complaint regarding your company bookkeeper, Ms. Mona, who called my residence earlier today, March 28, 2005, with very rude phone decorum. My account is as follows:

At around 3PM today, my landline rang while I was at the computer. I answered to a not so pleasant female voice looking for my sister. My sister, ***, was unavailable at the moment as she was in the bathroom. I asked who was on the line and she gave her name, Mona. I was about to ask her to be more polite the next time she calls but because of the arrogance in her voice, I assumed she was my sister’s superior at work. Not wanting to put my sister’s job in jeopardy, I politely asked her to call back in five minutes because of the circumstances. Instead, she said, “hinde, sabihin mo sa kanya tumawag na lang sa akin dito sa office”, and proceeded to give her number. I said ok then put the phone down.

Ten minutes later, my cellular started to ring. The number calling wasn’t registered but I answered the call just the same. I said hello.

“Hellooooooow!!!!” , the voice answered in an irritated manner. I didn’t recognize the voice at first and was surprised to find it annoyed.

“Yes? Who’s this?”

“Asan si ***?”

“Who’s this?”

“Ako yung tumawag kanina, asan si ***?!”

“Ah nasa banyo pa eh.”

“hello?! Eh sino ba to? Ikaw ba yung kausap ko kanina?”

“Oo.”

“Nagpapareturn call ako e hindi pa sya tumatawag ah! Kanina pa yun ah! Baka makalimutan na naman nya yung pichure (yes, she pronounced it like that) na pinapadala ko sa kanya. Yung dalawang ID pichures. Hello? Hello?!”

I was shocked at her manners. I couldn’t say a thing for a few seconds as my temper was starting to rise. I finally raised my voice a little and said, “ Can you please be a little bit nicer the next time you call?!”

Then she put the phone down.

I was so angry that I called up the landline number she gave earlier.

“Hello?” , she answered.

“Hello. I would like to speak to Mona,” I said.

“Si Mona ito.”

“Yes, I would like to ask for an explanation tungkol sa nangyari kanina nung tumawag ka sa cellphone ko. Why can’t you be more polite in answering the phone?!!”

“Ah, cellphone mo ba yun? E yun kasi yung number na nakasulat dito sa record nya eh. Tungkol kasi sa pichures.”

“Hinde, bakit ka ganyan makipag-usap?! My God! For some pictures kakasuapin mo ako ng bastos?! Sino ka?!!”

Then the line went dead. I redialed and she answered only to slam put the phone down again when she recognized my voice. I redialed a couple of times more but nobody would pick up at the other end.

I am writing this a few minutes after the incident happened so as not to distort my facts. I cannot begin to explain how angry I am feeling right now. I would not usually go this far for a petty incident but this has just got to be reported. I am aghast at your employee’s manners on the phone in spite of your company being a call center. The number she called was my cellular, my private line, a number that’s supposed to be reserved for emergency purposes regarding my sister, not a number to call when asking for ID pictures.

I would like you to look into this matter and I would like to know your actions to correct such rude behavior. I will be expecting a response soon.

Thank you for your time.