Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Beer, is there more?
Hiks!It’s been six straight days now that I am intoxicated and the feeling is great. Man, solved. Imagine? One more day and it is going to be a whole week of satisfaction. And for me, hang-over wasn’t a problem to deal with. I have managed it for good since I was in college. The funny thing is it was a different week for me this time because I never escaped a single day not drunken. And never had I spent even a single centavo for it - it was all free. Oh, I just love beer.
Tuesday:
Umuwi si Ate Jen sa house nila dito sa Makati to visit her nephews and my pamangkin na rin sa pinsan. I seldom see her because she temporarily resides in Taguig. To where she rented a boarding house nears her workplace. Late evening, she visited me at home and nagpa-inom siya ng isang grandeng San Miguel beer. Solo ko dahil she never drink.
Wednesday:
When Ate Shy gladly opens up to us that she is going to Baguio with her bestfriend Marilou. Her pamasahe was courtesy pa of her "bez" itself as she called. Tintin and I used to uto her “Wow, magbabakasyon ng three days” we said, “masaya ‘yun magpa-inom ka naman”. And she did, dalawang grande ng Redhorse.
Thursday:
I learned that Kuya Emer won a not so huge amount in cara cruz. I approached him asking balato kahit 100 pesos lang. He refused to give me money though. Instead he said, “mag-inom na lang tayo nila Kuya Erwin mo, Enan, Tito Orlan and Nanay Laida”. Naubos namin ang isang case ng Redhorse grande.
Friday:
Nakita ko ang kumpare kong si Julius a.k.a. “although” sa labas ng bahay nila. Ako nagbansag sa kanya ng “although” kasi he uses it quite often kapag kausap ka niya, pa-sosyal effect ba. Tamang kumustahan lang and later napasarap ang kuwentuhan, ayan he bought two Redhorse in grande form and sinagot ko naman ang pulutan na chicharong baboy galing sa bahay.
Saturday:
My elder brother Manoy Rey early celebrated his 28th birthday. Ang dami niyang guests sa house compared last year. Wala si Ate Miemie his girlfriend because nasa Leyte pa and kinabukasan pa ang scheduled flight back to Manila. Lahat officemate niya lang kaya umakyat na lang ako sa roof top and doon ako uminom ng SanMig Light beer together with Ate Cathy.
Sunday:
Gerald my friend texted me na attend daw siya ng birthday ng kaibigan naman niyang named Joven. He wants me to accompany him since hindi siya umiinom ng Colt 45 beer. Ako na lang daw ang sasalo ng tagay niya. Sure I said without second thought man lang, inuman and kainan yata iyun.
And today, Monday:
Ewan ko lang ha kung may invitation pa ako from anyone out there. Pero kung wala naman, siguro iinumin ko na lang ang SanMig Strong Ice beer ko na in-can sa refrigerator namin.
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Salamat nga pala sa mga nagpa-inom, I highly appreciated your generosity and kindness, sana may next time pa (smile).
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Happy Birthday Manoy Rey (today January 28). Wishing you all the luck and good health the world may offers.Thank you for being such a good brother and a friend, always at it seems.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Perfect Murderer
How to be one by profession? I’ve no idea. I guess it could all be done; there you have a lonesome victim target, plotted scene, clueless evidences made, killing experiences from childhood, and among others.
I wonder now, what if I did take this route of brutality in my life. As a kid I have these memories of doing evil things in my hometown province - Las Navas, Northern Samar. And I just realized by now that my acts were all ferocious, ruthless, cruel, relentless and merciless to add up. I regret not I did these all for it delights me after having so. Sa sobrang dami nga I could lost in counting, though I can name some few of them and here are the fondest.
1) Hunted and killed ducklings from our neighbor
Aren’t they adorable? Of course they do, from their color, tiny chirp, slow and graceful walk to their innocence in their surroundings was totally a whole package of a living stuff toy. And oh, did I mention cuddly? Perfect, ganun sila ka-cute and sa sobrang fascination ko napapatay ko sila. I used to corner my prey in our backyard using a stick wood and directing them to foods I prepared. Shooing the mother duck in the other hand and alas, I have a plaything. Yeheey! Killing them later sends me ecstasy of fulfillment that I cannot explain.
2) Tortured stray kitten by throwing it into the river over and over again
Meow, meow, meow, oh what a music to my ears. That tiny voice quite often recited by a kitten was sure am I that it has lost its protection from his mother. What a joke, I never get tired of planning how to catch him though. He just popped up from nowhere and eventually his now mine. Yeheey! Whoosh splash! Oh my god! That kitten knows how to swim. How cute naman and he manages pa to survive. But no, I would not allow him to get back on land. This time I will used my full force to throw him far and make sure he’d reached to the flowing river of death.
3) Smashed cat to death with a bolo knife
It was all planned that I’m going to kill that stupid cat from our neighbor once she got back wandering in our kitchen. Humanda siya, I promised. That mother fucking cat was totally a mess to my sight. Not to mention that; she let my dog ran out of fear from her because of her fiery face she possessed; that she did hit our fried fish on the table one quite evening; and that she leaves her stingy foot marks on the floor with mud. She’s an intruder after all. And all of this was enough reason for me to crush her bone and leaves her breathless. There and then my notion had changed that the cat has nine lives? It’s all false, because instantly, she’s dead.
4) Slayed common toads with hard rocks
Take a closer look at them, yuck kadiri! Para silang phlegm, what? You sometimes see them on mud swimming to where they laid their tadpoles and eggs. Well, at least in a fairytale this frog could turn into a charming prince daw if a girl kisses to it. Sorry gals, but I have killed them with rocks and left them motionless because of a hard stone atop their body. You could all blame me perhaps that one of them might be your long, long awaited prince sana.
And finally, this might not be part of my killing expertise, but it would be a part somehow in a perfect crime. Burning evidences that I may leave behind.
5) Burned playhouse of my playmate
You didn’t invite me to join? Beware because I’ll take revenge. Sige lang magluto-lutuan lang kayo diyan and magtulog-tulugan as i mumbled. I would stand back to their playhouse full of jealousy. They would remind me that being at young age was no qualified to join their game and fun. I said, okay. I’ve waited time until they wouldn’t notice me having a move. First, I would splash kerosene on their Nipa roof. Then take a better position hiding behind tree, slowly switched fire on crumpled paper and throws it to the target area. Gotcha! The playhouse was all aflame. Wow! I thought it was like a scene from a movie. I would shouts pa noon “sunog! Tulong, nasusunog po ang bahay-bahayan nila”.
I wonder now, what if I did take this route of brutality in my life. As a kid I have these memories of doing evil things in my hometown province - Las Navas, Northern Samar. And I just realized by now that my acts were all ferocious, ruthless, cruel, relentless and merciless to add up. I regret not I did these all for it delights me after having so. Sa sobrang dami nga I could lost in counting, though I can name some few of them and here are the fondest.
1) Hunted and killed ducklings from our neighbor
Aren’t they adorable? Of course they do, from their color, tiny chirp, slow and graceful walk to their innocence in their surroundings was totally a whole package of a living stuff toy. And oh, did I mention cuddly? Perfect, ganun sila ka-cute and sa sobrang fascination ko napapatay ko sila. I used to corner my prey in our backyard using a stick wood and directing them to foods I prepared. Shooing the mother duck in the other hand and alas, I have a plaything. Yeheey! Killing them later sends me ecstasy of fulfillment that I cannot explain.2) Tortured stray kitten by throwing it into the river over and over again
Meow, meow, meow, oh what a music to my ears. That tiny voice quite often recited by a kitten was sure am I that it has lost its protection from his mother. What a joke, I never get tired of planning how to catch him though. He just popped up from nowhere and eventually his now mine. Yeheey! Whoosh splash! Oh my god! That kitten knows how to swim. How cute naman and he manages pa to survive. But no, I would not allow him to get back on land. This time I will used my full force to throw him far and make sure he’d reached to the flowing river of death.3) Smashed cat to death with a bolo knife
It was all planned that I’m going to kill that stupid cat from our neighbor once she got back wandering in our kitchen. Humanda siya, I promised. That mother fucking cat was totally a mess to my sight. Not to mention that; she let my dog ran out of fear from her because of her fiery face she possessed; that she did hit our fried fish on the table one quite evening; and that she leaves her stingy foot marks on the floor with mud. She’s an intruder after all. And all of this was enough reason for me to crush her bone and leaves her breathless. There and then my notion had changed that the cat has nine lives? It’s all false, because instantly, she’s dead.4) Slayed common toads with hard rocks
Take a closer look at them, yuck kadiri! Para silang phlegm, what? You sometimes see them on mud swimming to where they laid their tadpoles and eggs. Well, at least in a fairytale this frog could turn into a charming prince daw if a girl kisses to it. Sorry gals, but I have killed them with rocks and left them motionless because of a hard stone atop their body. You could all blame me perhaps that one of them might be your long, long awaited prince sana.And finally, this might not be part of my killing expertise, but it would be a part somehow in a perfect crime. Burning evidences that I may leave behind.
5) Burned playhouse of my playmate
You didn’t invite me to join? Beware because I’ll take revenge. Sige lang magluto-lutuan lang kayo diyan and magtulog-tulugan as i mumbled. I would stand back to their playhouse full of jealousy. They would remind me that being at young age was no qualified to join their game and fun. I said, okay. I’ve waited time until they wouldn’t notice me having a move. First, I would splash kerosene on their Nipa roof. Then take a better position hiding behind tree, slowly switched fire on crumpled paper and throws it to the target area. Gotcha! The playhouse was all aflame. Wow! I thought it was like a scene from a movie. I would shouts pa noon “sunog! Tulong, nasusunog po ang bahay-bahayan nila”.
Sigh, how I wish I could turn back time. At young age, I did these all with enthusiasm and out of knowledge by my parents. They used to get me in bed at noon which I hated most that time. What I did to escape was simple; I would deceit nanay by covering my hotdog pillow with the blanket. From that scene she would then assumed I was just beneath it fall asleep. Nonetheless she knew I was in the backyard na doing my own free will.
See? You seem I had a wonderful childhood memories of kindness just like any kid in town? Never was it. I would say that I was born to be a criminal. Yes. Never had I gave pity to all these humane and any other like creators that move and I’ve killed them. I would even love to reminisce it quite often especially burning playhouse.
Now, I wonder if I could not been sent to school for proper education. Then maybe just maybe, I could be a perfect murderer.
Friday, January 18, 2008
To all my girlfriends I’ve loved
I have nothing to put any words in this blog, just yet. I am still in the process of collecting thoughts from the many things that happened this past year. Reminiscing that is, looking back what I have done; good and bad. Admittedly, I am a slow learner person and as for you to know I wrote this about an hour. Wasting time and energy for me just to extracts juices of wisdom that isn’t so intellectual. After all, I am still trying to print this on.
But here I come when I think all of them…
All my girlfriends are now disappearing from my sight. The one, have decided to look for a greener pasture outside the real world. Some were separated from me into the other shift that adds up loneliness to my life. And the other was just expelled from me to think of her forever. How come I didn’t prepared myself nor thought before that is going to happen again and again. I was caught unguarded by this situation I fear most – be left out all alone. I have no one to blame but myself that is so weak and emotionally tolerated by their amorous presence. All of my girlfriends have yet nobody can replace the charm they all enthuses and enchants me almost daily.
There is nothing sweeter from the momentous we have all shared in one place.
That is why I dedicate this song:
(To All The Girls I’ve Loved Before by Julio Iglesias)
To all the girls I've loved before
Who traveled in and out my door
I'm glad they came along
And I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before
To all the girls I once caressed
And may I say I've held the best
For helping me to grow
I owe a lot I know
To all the girls I've loved before
The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continues blowing
And they just carry me away
To all the girls who shared my life
Who now are someone else's wives
I'm glad they came along
And I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before
To all the girls who cared for me
Who filled my nights with ecstasy
They live within my heart
I'll always be a part
Of all the girls I've loved before
The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continues blowing
And they just carry me away
To all the girls we've loved before
Who traveled in and out our door
We're glad they came along
And we dedicate this song
To all the girls we've loved before
For some lines that may not be appropriate, please ignore it. I was just carried away from the melody it brings and can’t help myself but to sentiment. Someday, somehow, I will find solace into the right person from all this emptiness I felt. I wonder where she is.
But here I come when I think all of them…
All my girlfriends are now disappearing from my sight. The one, have decided to look for a greener pasture outside the real world. Some were separated from me into the other shift that adds up loneliness to my life. And the other was just expelled from me to think of her forever. How come I didn’t prepared myself nor thought before that is going to happen again and again. I was caught unguarded by this situation I fear most – be left out all alone. I have no one to blame but myself that is so weak and emotionally tolerated by their amorous presence. All of my girlfriends have yet nobody can replace the charm they all enthuses and enchants me almost daily.
There is nothing sweeter from the momentous we have all shared in one place.
That is why I dedicate this song:
(To All The Girls I’ve Loved Before by Julio Iglesias)
To all the girls I've loved before
Who traveled in and out my door
I'm glad they came along
And I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before
To all the girls I once caressed
And may I say I've held the best
For helping me to grow
I owe a lot I know
To all the girls I've loved before
The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continues blowing
And they just carry me away
To all the girls who shared my life
Who now are someone else's wives
I'm glad they came along
And I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before
To all the girls who cared for me
Who filled my nights with ecstasy
They live within my heart
I'll always be a part
Of all the girls I've loved before
The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continues blowing
And they just carry me away
To all the girls we've loved before
Who traveled in and out our door
We're glad they came along
And we dedicate this song
To all the girls we've loved before
For some lines that may not be appropriate, please ignore it. I was just carried away from the melody it brings and can’t help myself but to sentiment. Someday, somehow, I will find solace into the right person from all this emptiness I felt. I wonder where she is.
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