miss masungit

got home at around 530am (haay, it really is difficult working on night shift) and immediately went to bed. but reminded yaya to wake me up at 7 cause i was pretty sure, i’d just press the alarm button off and go back to la-la land. why’d i need to wake up that early? we had an interview with the priest (again wedding requirement). my antuken & i agreed to meet at 8am in time for the 830am interview. 820am, he still hasn’t arrived. i texted him to ask where he was. his reply: paalis pa lang ng bahay. wtf! that was not a great way to start my day. early in the morning. i’m pissed already. decided to leave without him. my mom told me to wait for him for he probably doesn’t know how to get to the church, commuting. well, i’m angry already. so i just texted him to go straight to the church & i’ll just meet with him there. when i got there, dang! we’re the 7th on the list of interviewees. my antuken kept texting me to say how sorry he was. i replied with: naman. usapan natin 8. that’s why i told you last night to go to bed already. buti ka pa marami nang tulog. ako isang oras pa lang. nakakainis ka. when he got there, we were interviewed by the priest. the funny thing was, the things the priest asked me were exactly the things written in the form we filled out the other week. probably trying to see if i put some false info. hehe. was trying to control my eyes into not staring at his peluka (wig). hehe. i was a little scared cause a friend told me that during their interview they had an exam: what are the 10 commandments, 7 sacraments, write down the different prayers, etc. i so do not know the commandments by heart. i even asked my antuken about the 7 sacraments before i went in (my mind only came up with 6 at the time). good thing there was no exam. (i had calmed down at this time and was not mad at my antuken anymore)

after the interview, we were required to have our photo taken (i think they’re going to put it with the banns). they directed us to where the studio/photo shop was. when we came in, i saw pictures of different couples in “sweet” poses. and i immediately told my antuken: shiyet, don’t tell me we’re required to pose like that?!? eewww! as it happened we were supposed to pose like those (imagine: the guy & girl’s bodies facing each other, the girl’s hands on the guy’s chest and both looking at the camera —-> cheesy!). when the photographer was placing/arranging my antuken’s position, he told me to stand in front of my boyf. i told him: ‘kailangan ba talaga ganyan? can’t i just stand beside him?’ the photographer replied that i just stand in front of my antuken. both of us facing one direction. so i obliged. then he told my antuken to put his arms around me. and i put mine on top of his. then, click. click. i thought that was it. then the photographer said: ‘ma’am 1 more shot.’ (hesitating a little) ‘ahm, pwedeng dagdagan ng sweetness?’ to which i curtly replied: ‘hindi kami sweet.’ on the way out, my antuken told me, if i was that kasungit how would we be during the pre-nup shoot? i told him, i could pose for the pre-nup cause the people who would see the shots would be people dear to us. unlike the one we had, which was going to be posted at the church. for all eyes to see. eyes belonging to some people we don’t know. and who were probably thinking the same thoughts i had: how cheesy!

(goes to show, i really have my sungit moments. esp. a week before the dreaded sumpa. hehe)

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the week that was

mejo naging busy, kaya’t hindi mashado nakakapagsulat.kaya’t magk-kwento na lang ako nang mga nangyari saken nung nakaraang linggo.

sunday, november 18, umaga: nagising ako kse tumawag ang kuya jv ko sa kujules ko para sabihing pumunta sa bahay kse kailangan paliguan ang aking daddy. when i actually got out of the room, tapos na sya paliguan. dahil nga sa karamdaman nya, hindi sya kaya paliguan ng 1 tao lamang. i don’t get to interact with my dad much (see the things i miss about him). he doesn’t speak much either. mga words like na-na-na-na malimit ang mga nasasambit nya. atsaka ‘thank you’. at pag galit, nakakasigaw sya. pero yung tipong coherent words, words na nasasagot ka nya kapag kinakausap mo sya, bihira na mangyari yon. hindi namin sya mapapasok agad sa kwarto nya after nya maligo kse nililinis pa. so we kept him downstairs (sa taas ang kwarto nya). we tried giving him cookies para hindi mainip. my mom tried talking to him also. she asked if he still knows me (pointed at me). smile-smile lang sya. then mom said na ikakasal na raw ako. mamumulong (pamamanhikan) daw ang pamilya ng boypren ko samen later that afternoon. kung sasama daw ba sya? laking gulat ko kse sumagot sya ng: aba, shempre naman. it actually brought a few tears to my eyes. (ayan nasimulan ko ng senti mode)

sunday, november 18, tanghali – watched beowulf with my S.O. about 10 minutes into the movie, parang mejo inaantok na agad ako. hindi kse ako mashado mahilig sa mga ganitong genre ng pelikula. ngunit hindi naman ako natulog. verdict: hindi talaga ako mahilig sa ganitong klase ng pelikula. didn’t enjoy it much. pero, anseksi ni angelina jolie. (although cgi naman, pero im sure ganun talaga sya kaseksi, hehe) after the movie we went our separate ways. magp-prepare pa daw siya ng mga dadalhin nila later.

sunday, november 18, hapon – got home from the cinema around 345pm. 5pm daw ang dating ng pamilya ng antuken ko kse mamumulong na nga sila. pagdating ko, busy ang mudra. nagluluto. told her to stop what she was doing and get dressed pagka’t nagtext ang fafa, na on the way na sila. umiiwas sila sa traffic kaya’t dumating sila mga 430pm. so ang aking mapormang nanay hindi mashado nakapag-ayos. mejo masama ang loob at hindi na raw sya nakapag-make-up. ano nga ba ang ginagawa kapag namumulong? ang kabilinbilinan lang naman nila ang pagkaing dadalhin daw yung mga malalagkit para malagkit ang pagsasama. kalimitan, sa pamumulong daw ginagawa ang paguusap kung ano ang mga mangyayari sa kasal. pero dahil ako at ang antuken ko ay nasa edad na naman, kami na mismo ang nagplano. we just informed them what were the things we’ve decided on. anong date, saan, anong motif, pano ang expenses. mga ganung bagay. nung una nga sinabi ko sa nanay ko na wag na mamulong kse na-set na naman namin ang mga dapat i-set. sabi nya, ayaw daw naman nya na sa simbahan na lang sila magpangilala ng mga magiging in-laws ko. share ko na rin kung ano mga dinala nila. yan, nagpost na ko ng pic ng happy couple.

ang mga dinala nila: pansit, kaldereta, fried chicken, sinukmani (para malagkit nga daw ang pagsasama), sumang magkayakap (para lagi daw kami magkayakap), meron din ata salad. di ako sure. didn’t get to eat much eh. eto ang merging ng 2 families (mine wasn’t complete, dad wasn’t in it & my other kuya also, who had an important meeting with a client in makati).

mon-wed —-> busy with work

thursday, november 22, early morning – sobrang lakas ng ulan. baha nga sa bahay namin. but i had to leave early to go to binondo to pick what foil color i want for our invitations (stamp printing). left around 615 am, got there before 8am. wala pang 5 mins, umalis na ulet para umuwi kse had to go to the church & fill out needed forms & attend a family planning seminar (FPS) required to get a marriage license. sobrang bagyo when i left, at mejo takot pa ako mag-commute kse baka baha rin sa manila (1st time to commute going to binondo). my mom accompanied me kse kesa daw mag-worry sya about me, samahan na lang daw nya ako, kse sanay sya sa binondo. naka-longsleeves pa ako na turtleneck. plus jacket ha. lekat, pagdating ng manila. mataas ang araw. had breakfast at mcdo then uwi na agad.

thursday, november 22, tanghali to hapon – got at the church around 11am. balik na lang daw kami kse magb-break na sila eh busy pa sila orienting a couple. mejo got worried kse the FPS was at 130-330pm. baka malate kami dun. nakaka-aliw din yung clerk who assisted us in filling out the forms. memorized nya everything written dun sa forms. parang robot, giving us instructions. andami rin pala kelangan gawin para makasal. interview with the priest, pre-cana seminar, marriage banns, need to attend mass for 3 consecutive sundays (eto nakakatawa kse may letter pa talaga addressed to the priest, kelangan mag-sign sya, parang nagcheck ng attendance). sa FPS naman, okei din. at first nga, sabi ng nanay ko wag na ko mag-attend. baka may kilala daw sila dun sa health center, hihingi na lang ng certification. i wanted to attend din. malay mo kse may matutunan ako. first agenda was the RA #something (was not listening closely). a policewoman gave the talk regarding domestic abuse etc. at mga pwedeng gawin ng babae if they experience physical,verbal or mental abuse. or sexual abuse also. then the discussion about the female reproductive system, etc. different types of contraception, mga ganung bagay. the nurse who gave the seminar asked us what marriage was. no one wanted to answer. someone said it’s the legality of being together daw. laking gulat ko kse sabi nya: ikaw ineng, sa may pinto (ako na nga yun), ano ang kasal para sa yo? walang maling sagot dito. naco. mejo di ko alam ang sasabihin ko. nasabi ko na lang na it’s a commitment between two people who love each other to stay together. tapos she asked: for how long? and i continued: for the rest of their lives. aba, feeling ko, isang batang nabigyan ng star ng teacher when she said: that’s the perfect definition. hmmn. may sense din pala akong tao. haha.

saturday, november 24, pa-gabi – went to the mananahi to take our measurements (my mom, mine & part of the entourage — not everyone could make it). i knew na what i wanted for my gown even before we bought the fabrics. nagtatalo na naman kami ng mom ko kse she wanted me to wear gloves. eh it’s so not me. sabi ko wala ako plano mag-gloves. mejo pissed off sya. pagbigyan na nya ko. kasal ko to. may ruling nga pala ang church na hindi pwede ang tube, spaghetti strap, halter, backless, assymetric tops. if we wanted that, we should have either a shawl or a bolero. mejo di pa ko decided kung anong style ng bolero ko (kse spaghetti strap ang damit ko) so i told her to leave it last muna. maghahanap pa ako ng design/style. tried on the veil. as usual, argument with my mom again. i wanted it kse na sooper simple. parang tipong pinatong lang sa ulo ko. ayaw nya. gusto nya parang layered. to add the effect of height daw. sabi ko, i won’t need it. konti lang kse ang tangkad ng boyf ko saken. here’s the fabrics we’ll be using…

after that, we went home. my cousin’s were here (every other weekend they spend it here) so we played poker. as usual talo na naman ako. bihira lang naman ako manalo. (before going to bed pala, watched prisonbreak season 3 and heroes season 2. imbes na magpahinga, nagpuyat pa panonood ng piratang american shows. pagbigyan nyo na. crush ko kse si wentworth miller at milo ventimiglia — nung gilmore girls days pa)

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FF #6 (feast #169)

Appetizer
What was your first “real” job?
Production Engineer (staff) in a Japanese, semicon company

Soup
Where would you go if you wanted to spark your creativity?
I’m not really creative. I don’t go anywhere to spark whatever it is that needs sparking. Haha.

Salad
Complete this sentence: I am embarrassed when…people give me compliments.

Main Course
What values did your parents instill in you?
Honesty. Respect for your elders. A person’s worth isn’t measured by his standing in life. Resourcefulness. Responsibility for all your actions.  I have this favorite line my dad uses: ‘Kung gusto may paraan. Kung ayaw, may dahilan’. The value of a good education. A lot of values were instilled in us as we grew up but these are what I can think of right now.

Dessert
Name 3 fads from your teenage years
skintight jeans
multi-colored socks
hairspray/mousse

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my other antuken

Was tagged by the divah with the famous blue curlers (na wala na pala ngayon). And here it is… 

Instruction:

A blog post about your significant other (boyfriend/girlfriend, husband/wife, fiance). Just include the following in your blog post:

1. First name: if he doesn’t like his name plastered all over the internet, a pet name will do.
2. How and where did you meet?
3. Characteristics
4. Your plans 20 to 30 years from now

1. His name? His 1st name is my brother’s 2nd name. it sounds just like my mom’s name too (just add another letter). We call each other antuken. Most of the time lovey rin.

2. Met him at work 3 years ago. We worked at the same department (QA). Ang aking first impression sa kanya? ANTIPATIKO. After a few days I learned that we graduated from the same university. We started out as buddies talaga. Hanggang sa tinukso na ng officemates. We’ d always go out (watch a movie, go to a bar & have a couple of drinks, etc.), pero hindi ko talaga nafe-feel na he likes me. Tinutukso na kami ng friends ko kung kami na daw. Tawa lang sya ng tawa, so ang assumption ko, wala sya gusto saken. Friends lang talaga. (Ay ang kailangan lang pala, when & where did we meet, baket ko kinukwento ang lab-istori ko, sorry got carried away). Direcho na ko sa ending, one night we went out, we kissed & that was it. Walang ligawang nangyari. Kung hindi ko pa sinunggaban, di aamin na may gusto pala saken ang mokong. Hehe.

3. Typical solong anak. May tililing ng konti sa kukote. hahaha. Joke lang (bato-bato sa langit, ang tamaan at magalit – pikon. haha.). Ubod ng kuripot. Mabait. May pagka-loner/introvert/anti-social. Mahilig sa boxing. Mapagmahal sa magulang. Funny (para saken ha). Same wavelength ata kami. Gentleman, pero kulang sa sweetness. Health-conscious. Always telling me to exercise kse lumalaki na daw ang tummy ko. Great listener. Hates dancing. He taught me to eat veggies (and although I totally hate it, I’m slowly trying to learn to eat ’em). Sumpungin din. At ma-pride.

4. 20-30 years from now? My God, I feel like that’s a long time from now. We’ll take it one day at a time. In the meantime, can’t wait for January 2008. 😉

 I wanna know the love stories of these people, so I’m tagging ’em. Hope you’ll enjoy doing this tag, like I did. Azrael, Badoodles, Jovi, Maldito & Jon.

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happy birthday mga kuya ko

ansarap maging bunso. tapos puro kuya pa. ang feeling ko talaga sa sarili ko prinsesa.

at ngayong buwan nga, 2 sa aking mga kuya ay tatanda na naman ng isang taon.

late na ang post kong ito para sa kujules ko. hindi ko agad sya nagawan ng post nung mismong kaarawan niya. ikanga nila, better late than never di ba.

ang kujules ko ang tatay ng malimit bida sa ‘kids say the darnedest things’ posts ko (ay iilan pa lang pala yun) na si yohan – inaanak kong inglesero, na ubod ng daldal, minsan ansarap i-mute. non-stop talking talaga. to think na late talker itong pamangkin kong to. nasobrahan ata sa pepe ng baboy. eniwei, ang kujules ko mahilig magluto. at masarip din, kala nyo ba. pag nag-pakain yan sa bahay nya, may mga arte pa yan na ice cream na may fruits sa ibabaw tapos sisindihan at biglang magliliyab (flambe ata ang tawag dun). may i make pa yan ng cappuccino, after mag-dinner. mga tipong ganun. frustrated chef ata. hehe. may i tanim pa yan ng iba’t-ibang herbs na ginagamit nya sa pagluluto. minsan nga nagmall kami. sabi nya daan daw kami sa homeworld (di ako sure sa name, basta home section ng sm makati). nag-comment yan na okei lang daw na makulong sya dun. my same sentiments exactly, pagdating sa bookstore. hehe. ano nga ba ang fond memories ko sa kujules ko? naco, isa sya sa mga salarin ng paglalakad namin pauwi from school when i was just, i think 4 years old (at hindi malapit ang school sa bahay). kaya naman paguwi namin, silang 2 ng pinsan ko hagupit sa lolo ko. ako, walang natanggap. favorite apo ako eh. ikaw na. unang apong girlaloo after 9 boylet apos (hehe). too bad my lolo was taken away by the guy upstairs early. kung hindi, naco, malamang spoiled brat ako. bah. hindi ako spoiled ngayon ha. brat lang. hehe. si kujules, lagi yan napagkakamalan na girl, pagdating sa boses. sa radio, sa fone. pero susko, anlaking tao (ay mali, antaba pala). madaling uminit ulo nyan sa trafik. asahan mo, pag trafik, hinding-hindi mo yan mapapakiusapan ipagmaneho ka. or sunduin ka. kesehodang mabigat ang bitbit mo. mag-cab ka na lang daw. sus. ampanget ng sulat ng kuya kong to. kaliwete kse eh (although may mga friends naman ako na lefties pero maganda handwriting). malamang dun sa writing class, tulog to lagi. napaka-banidoso. daig pa ako. nagpapa-facial pa yan ha. minsan sinabihan ako na magpa-facial din daw ako, while waiting for our mudra na nagpapa-facial din. makakatulog daw ako sa sarap. lekat. anong makakatulog. eh sobrang low ng tolerance ko for pain, anong tulog ang magagawa ko, gising na gising ang diwa ko at halos maiyak-iyak pa. kaya’t ang unang facial na yun, yun na rin ata ang huli. atleta ito. football varsity nung hs at college. at ngayon pa-champion champion pa sa badminton nya.eniwei, to my chef/sportsbuff/HB kujules, belated happy birthday. ang gift, next time na ha. lam mo naman, major nagtitipid ako ngayon. labyu. 😉

ang isa pang kuya ko na magbi-birthday, ay ang panganay na si kuya jayvee. ngayon ang birthday nya actually. hindi nga ako makaka-attend ng birthday pagimik nya later (kse may work ako). sabi pa nya, dapat daw next year na lang sya maghanda at hindi ngayon. ang comment naman ng isa kong pilyong pinsan: ‘aba, hindi ka dapat nagpapalagpas, malay mo huling birthday mo na to, hahaha’

etong kuya ko na to, sus, sobrang kaaway ko to nung bata pa ako. fond memories ko sa kanya? susko, hinawakan lang naman nya ako sa leeg, sabay binalibag. sabagay, bastos din naman ako nun at sinagot ko sya. feeling ko nung hs ako mortal enemy ko to. sinasabi ko talaga na pag namatay na ang mga magulang ko, hindi sya pwedeng iwan saken kse lagi nga kaming nagc-clash. ganun katindi ang hate ko sa kanya before. ngayon, siguro dahil 2 na lang kaming anak na natira sa bahay, chummy-ing- chummy na kami. pareho kse kaming kuripot. hehehe.

susko, pamula nung nabulag tong kuya ko na to, sobrang nahumaling sa radyo. anghilig makipag-debate. tungkol sa mga bagay bagay sa mundo. pero ano ka, sobrang sipag nyan. sya naghuhugas ng pinggan, after namin kumain. katu-katulong ni yaya lagi (nakikiyaya lang ako, yaya nya talaga yan). si mr. kalikot. ang hilig magkakalikot ng sirang tv, sirang electric fan, sirang kahit ano. mahilig mag-inom. sya ang wise person na nagsabi saken dati (nang malaman nya na sinusundot ko ang lalamunan ko after ng toma session para walang hang-over the next day) na para walang hangover, siguruhing nakainom ng maraming tubig bago matulog. siguruhing wag mag-iinom ng walang laman ang tiyan. at hinay-hinay lang sa pag-inom (pacing kumbaga) para hindi mabilis malasing. ngayon, chummy galore kami pang-o-okray. ng kung anu-anong bagay. hahaha. malimit nito napapa-iyak ang nanay ko. brutal kse magsalita minsan. palagay ko, kung di sya nabulag agad, malamang marunong na ako mag-drive ngayon. sya lang naman ang nagturo saken magpalit ng flat tire, bulag na sya nyan. ang isa pang funny anecdote ko: anlimit namin magko-comment ng “kuya tingnan mo ang pinaggagawa ng pinsan mo” or “nakita mo yung ginawa ng nanay mo?” na ang mariin nyang sagot “hindi, bulag ako eh!”. hahaha. to my kuya beho/kuya kj/kuya tomador/kuya jayvee: isang maligayang kaarawan. nawa’y hindi ka malasing mimya. labyu.

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kakapagod!

went to binondo and had our invites done (initial phase).

then went to divi to buy fabrics for my entourage’s gowns. and my mom’s. and mine too.

i actually thought going to divi on a weekday would not be as congested as going there on a weekend. it wasn’t really congested with shoppers, but the heat was really something you wouldn’t want while shopping in divi. had breakfast at around 10am. then lunch at around 2pm.

it’s actually fun, buying fabrics. while there, choosing different types of fabrics, i was actually thinking of buying other fabrics (cos they were really lovely) to be done as extra formal wear. but my saner self told my insane self that i didn’t really need it that much, so i didn’t indulge myself into buying more than i needed to.

shopping for fabrics at divi is divine. if only we didn’t have to carry everything. i was actually wishing for a ‘kargador’ while we were doing the rounds at ilaya & tabora.

while having lunch, my mom told me that i have to give her money for the fabric she bought for herself. i asked her how much and was a little flabbergasted at the amount. the fabric for her gown’s actually much more expensive than mine (and to think, i should be the star at the occasion, right?)

it was fun choosing from different styles of tiara’s i wanted the little girls to wear. and everything is cheap (except for my mom’s fabric, hahaha).

anyway, right now, i’m actually having the feeling that ‘this is it’. this is the start. start of something new. i’m going into something i’m not actually sure i’m prepared for. but what the heck, i had to start sometime. why make it any later.

my semi-OC self has actually just finished doing the accounting of my expenses today. and i’m a little short. can’t think of anything else i might’ve spent on. hmmn… it might take me a while to remember. i knew i should’ve asked for receipts. at all times.

the trip going home was actually tiring. there’s traffic everywhere. we took a sidetrip to my aunt’s house for i wanted to borrow some mags from my cousin. had coffee, a couple of smokes, a little merienda, then we decided to go home.

after a tiring day like what i had today, it would be perfect to lie down, put my sooper tired feet up the wall (i heard, this could prevent varicose veins, daw!), have a nice massage, then go to sleep.

but no, my life is so imperfect right now. after the tiring day at divi. i had to report to work. night shift again. my eyes are actually needing some help to stay open… coffee. i need coffee. badly.

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i’m grateful too

  my SIL rachel gave me a nice matters award. i just want to thank her for this also. first ever blog award ko ata eto. at sa totoo lang, parang feeling ko, di ko pa sya mashadong nad-deserve. anyway, anything for you rach. i’m glad that eventhough you weren’t really the big winner in the contest, you won also. i totally think you deserve it. and you deserve to receive all the awards you’ve gotten also. i got into blogging because of you. at work, i’d always open your blog whenever i’m free. learned to bloghop using your links box. and somehow it made me think, that maybe i could do this blogging thingie too. and now here i am. kinda happy i got into this also. big thanks too.

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before and after

was tagged by randomdemeanor. mejo parang hirap ako sa tag na ito kse weekly ang pagpapalit ko ng shift eh…

 before:
1. gigising ka wala pang araw. uuwi ka wala na ang araw.
2. lagi kang ngarag sa office kse ang mga boss lagi ka tinatawag to do this or to do that eh hindi mo pa nga natatapos ang una nilang pinagagawa sa yo.
3. you could do your grocery shopping after work.
4. you eat dinner alone cause by the time you get home, everyone has eaten. and some might be asleep already.
5. nakakainis ang biyahe going to work, kse andami mo makakasabay. ang mga driver ng jeep tigil ng tigil kahit hindi naman pinapara. at talagang malas ka pa kung ang nasakyan mo eh yung tipong halos pumarada na sa isang stoplight naghihintay ng pasahero. grrr.
6. nakakapag-lfs ka pa with your other half kahit weekday.
7. nakakasama ka sa lunch-out with the bosses pag may mga bisita.
8. you don’t get to watch tv. kse pagdating mo, kakain ka na lang at pagkatapos tutulog ka na lang sa pagod.
9. i don’t get to see my family kse pag-alis ko tulog pa sila. pagdating ko tulog na rin sila. dahil sa lekat na traffic!
10. andaming beses ako kumakain. breakfast. lunch. merienda. merienda.dinner.
11. normal ang tulog ko.
12. i could go out and have a drink with friends or officemates pag friday night.

after:
1. angastos ko sa pamasahe. malimit kse nakakatulog ako sa biyahe pauwi. lumalampas ako. at nagdo-doble ang pamasahe ko.
2. i don’t sleep in my room. during daytime, my room is like an oven. hanga na ako sa kayang matulog sa kwarto ko pag umaga.i sleep in my mom’s room instead.
3. walang phone calls na iistorbo sa yo habang nagt-trabaho ka. wala kse ang mga boss. i get to be the boss during night shift. hehe.
4. meals ko: gigising for lunch (kung makauwi early), tutulog. gising to go to work. dinner. yun na. nakakalimutan kse kumain ng 11pm at 130 am. eat breakfast when i get home.
5. na-e-experience ko tuloy mag-inom ng umaga. as in minsan 4am ng umaga.
6. no social life. at all.
7. could do errands on monday mornings. punta ng nso to get birth cert., punta sa simbahan para magpa-reserve ng date, punta sa divi to buy stuff, etc.
8. ang weekend ko? natutulog lang ako pambawi sa puyat.
9. dumadami ang pimples ko. buti na lang, pa-isa isa lang sila sumulpot.
10. i get to watch tv or dvds during the day.
11. i’m cranky. kse bawal mag-ingay pag night shift ako at ang hirap kumuha ng tulog sa umaga.
12. lagi akong mukhang tanga. pag-alis ko kse ng bahay, may bitbit ako na jaket eh sobrang init naman. gagamitin ko kse pag-uwi ko sa madaling araw (yun eh kung hindi 12-hour shift ang work ko, na bihira mangyari).
13. pag-alis ko ng house naka-shades. ansakit kse sa mata ng afternoon sun. pag-alis naman ng office, naka-shades pa rin. mahapdi sa mata ang morning sun.
14. mas malimit ako mag-internet.
15. di ako makapag-skirt or anything mahalay na outfit. baka kse hindi kami ot (meaning i get out at 4am). baka ma-rape ng di oras. hehe.
16. wala mashado lovelife. unless night shift din ang antuken ko.

wala na ako maisip pa sa ngayon. eto na lang muna. hmmn… who am i tagging? hindi ko naman alam kung sino ang mga shifting ang work dito eh. wala muna siguro.

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teriyakiboy? baka tekamuna boy

i have a cousin who’s here from florida. he spent nov. 1 with us. we played poker all afternoon (and night) 🙂 and surprisingly, i won another tournament. bigger pot than the last time.

eniwei, we went to tagaytay to treat him to lunch. got there around 2pm, i think. we first decided to go to dencio’s, but we were the 10th in line for those waiting to be seated. so we decided to transfer. we then went to teriyakiboy (obviously, jap restaurant to). we were 16 in the group. we got seated, given menu and after a few minutes, decided to order.

as we were ordering, my SIL told the waiter to get the order one by one. but the waiter was a little stubborn, he just stayed in one place and asked us. even asking us to count how many of each order we were taking (some of us ordered the same things). i asked for ebi tempura and was disheartened to know that it was no longer available. wtf! what kind of jap restaurant runs out of tempura? we asked him to give the 1st set of the orders (for the others were not yet decided on what to get). before he left, i specifically asked him to bring in our drinks first. i was having abdominal cramps and i wanted to take some painkillers. and he said yes. that our food would get done in about 10-20 minutes. fine.

first to arrive was the pork dumplings (i forgot what it’s called). i asked for our drinks. he said, they were being prepared. so okei. then came what my brother & balikbayan cousin ordered. my cousin said, where were the drinks (he ordered for a watermelon shake, the others, mostly iced tea). again the waiter said they were being prepared. then came my order (plus 4 more) of chicken teriyaki. aloud, i wondered why the main course arrived before the soup. deadma si waiter. so i took my first bite. but i was really thirsty so i called the waiter again and asked for our drinks. his answer: sorry mam, pinapahanda ko na po. medyo tumaas na ang kilay ko (ng konti lang naman) and i said : sweetheart, i ordered for a bottle of water. anong paghahanda pa ang kailangan nyong gawin dun?

i hate to make a scene or magsungit in restaurants cause i’m afraid of what pissed off waiters might do to my food. but everyone in our table were getting impatient. my cousin even said that it was his first time to get his food first before the drinks. my other cousin followed up his order of beef something. the waiter then told him that he was sorry his order was no longer available. wtf again! if my cousin hadn’t followed up on his order, he wouldn’t have known this important (i think ha) matter.

eventually the other orders arrived. my cousin ordered something else (for his order was not available nga daw). but our driver’s chicken teriyaki hasn’t arrived yet. we followed up on that. the waiter told us we ordered only 5. my SIL was getting pissed and told him that we ordered 6. again the bibong waiter was reasoning out, telling us that we ordered only 5. my mom then banged on the table and told him that it was not important, what we wanted was for our driver’s order to arrive. if we short ordered, then go prepare another one. (but really, we ordered for 6).

my cousin da even got pissed and cancelled her order. imagine that. eating lunch at almost 3pm and waiting a long time for it. we also ordered for pizza at the nearby restaurant. and surprisingly, it arrived before our drinks.

to sum it all up, our food came before the soup. before the salad. and before the drinks. my brother even said to my cousin that this was not normal. he might think that that’s the way it is here (it’s only his 2nd time in the country, the first, about 20 years ago).

kaya teriyakiboy? i don’t think so. tekamuna boy most likely.

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oh dad!

i’m on night shift this week. got home at around 730am. went directly to bed. so tired.

2pm – got out of bed. went outside and saw my mom wearing an apron. the reason? she was busy arranging flowers for today (all saints’ day). went to the kitchen to grab a bite. after which, i was surprised to see my dad downstairs. on the sofa.

normally he’d be in his room. asked my mom how come dad was downstairs and even she was surprised. she went inside and looked on at my dad. heard her shriek a little. wtf. she immediately went out carrying a bag of candles.

i went inside too. saw my dad with bits of candles on his lap. was alarmed when i saw two wicks on the sofa. dad was picking up the bits of candles and was going to put his hand to his mouth. i immediately stopped him and told him that candles are not to be eaten. he shouted at me then. really shouted. didn’t know what to do. the thought running through my head was: 2 wicks. does that mean he had eaten two candles? oh my god! sure hope not!

then mom was beside me, giving dad some wafers. to lure him back to his room. but he was headstrong. didn’t want to go to his room yet. gave him apples then.

i’m still bothered. went outside and was a little relieved to see the candles. good. dad hasn’t eaten everything. but some parts of it were bitten off. now, i’m troubled. should we bring him to the doctor? how will he get rid of the candles inside his body? damn. i really hate alzheimer’s. why did it ever hit him?

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