trip to quiapo

SEQ 1.EXT.LATE AFTERNOON.LIVING ROOM.
XAI [TEXTING]:
Kuya, Paano ba pumunta sa Luneta?
KUYA [in deep thought]:
Sumulat ka ng nobela laban sa mga Espanyol at magsimula ka ng rebolusyon. bwahaha! [sabay batok]

my girlfriends and i planned to meet at the national hero's shrine at 5pm today. i didn't know how to get to Luneta from our place. but i'm a smart kid, i'd figure it out. so i hailed a jeepney [yes, i'm a fan of jeepneys] to quiapo and asked the manong how to get to luneta. yey me! i'm on the right ride. the jeep goes straight to rizal park.

the travel time took forever so i busied myself with cutie sightings. there was a ust boy wearing orange and i thought he looked okay. so i stared at him from behind and i realized, no he was not. but he's the best looking thing in the jeep so i focused on him for a while. when he got down, i decided to do something else [like i had a choice] so i daydreamed winning the 2 million jackpot from deal or no deal. [kris says it like, "djeel or no dzeel!"]

in my mind, i keep saying "no deal" or "hey hey hey banker" or "say it again kris" or "ohmigosh, ohmigosh" and i really had fun turning down the banker's generous offers. i know i have the top amount on the briefcase i picked which was 3 or 18 or 13 or 8. i am very confident i'd win. and then kris aquino jumps up and down and almost trips at her long green gown from excitement. and i am like, "ohmigoodness. i won! i won!" and she goes, "oh my gosh xaris, you are our first 2 millionaire!" and i go, "i know, i know. thank God" and i plan on giving half my prize money to church and to inter varsity and keep the other half in the bank or buy the banker a new phone. everyone is screaming with happiness and i keep thanking everyone and i go, "i just knew i got the 2 million in that briefcase. may peace ako when i said no deal. grabe praise God!" and kris says, "God really is good. what can you say now?" "Banker, baba ka dito, party tayo!!!"

when i got back home later, i watched deal or no deal and guess what, somebody missed the 2 million jackpot on briefcase 18. *guho ang mundo*

i believe i had tears in my eyes after my award-winning daydream. the amused manong driver smiled at me and said, "neng, dito ka na bababa. rizal park na o." i looked outside and blushed. "ay talaga manong?" "ikaw lang mag-isa papasyal?" "hindi po, may imi-meet po ako. salamat ho." and i got down.

walking through the park gave me a sense of serenity with the light breeze cooling my sweaty forehead. i can't help but smile and feel kilig while strolling. i looked down on the tiled walkway and looked up at the lamp posts half expecting that suddenly everything will turn sepia. and that i'll come across stern guardia civils. i like the idea of time travelling. that's my communion with my old soul. you see, i think i was born in the wrong century. hehe.

i came ahead of my friends, so i chummied the manong sikyu at the monument. i asked him why tourists couldn't go near the statue. i vaguely remember that when i was a kid, we could go near rizal's statue. the manong said, "eh kasi ginugulo ng mga tao yung mga nagbabantay, nainis na sila. nagkakalat pa. mga pilipino talaga." i nodded sympathetically feeling gulity that once in my life i thought about pestering the marines on duty. *shame* i understand completely now. history and culture 101.

ten years passed and snow and sleet fell, no friends came. so i walked alone looking like a defeated househelp stood up by her pen pal who's supposed to eyeball her. i sat down and slumped and bought c2 [na duh, bente pesos, ang taga taga talaga].

i was observing the passers by and counted more boy-pairs than male and female lovers against the world. brokeback ba ito? they were so many i could only sigh and say, "why God?" [insert props and set for jesus christ super star]. kidding. *lugmok sa bitterness*

a maya was eating clover chips nearby. nainggit tuloy ako. but i couldn't eat so i decided to write. after finishing a novel [sobrang wala pa rin ang mga ka-meet ko] while the sun was saying buh-bye already, i thought it best to leave. grabe naman isang oras na ko dun, ano bur? i wanted to ride a calesa but i couldn't spot one. so i walked until i found a jeep to take me home. astig. door to door ang moda.

i love manila now. and the jeep to quiapo. and many other things. as for my girlfriends, we can always set a new date. nothing beats the trip i had today. :)

magtrabaho ka na xai

this is fun. much thanks to on her tabulas [which i so loveth] for this.

Leave your name and:
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll challenge you to try something.
3. I'll pick a color that I associate with you.
4. I'll tell you something I like about you.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.
8. If I do this for you, you must in turn post this meme on your blog
9. With a letter I assign to you, you must write ten things that you like that begin with that letter.

she assigned me W.
1. wasabe. it's relief from bad sinus problems.
2. wonderwall. i remember my favorite person when i hear this and i cry.
3. weirdness. because everyone is normal.
4. walnuts
5. wacks. *keeleg*
6. wendy's
7. wednesday addams
8. willy wonka *bliss*
9. writing. ahahaha. lookie ms.L, i can write.
10. watanabe, ken. will you marry me?

mkay. right now, i am watching an inane antoinette taus movie. i so have better things to do but look at me. what's wrong with this picture? better get back to work.

snuff out the shine

this is goodbye to my pinoy big brother dreams.

[moment of silence]

two weekends, i planned to breeze my way into the pbb auditions and turn on the charms i have not used in a long time. i even got my pictures [close up and full body], birth certificate, and bio data [which i had to research for because i had no idea what a bio data looks like]. so yes, i was semi prepared. semi because the stupid side of me did not even check where the auditions were supposed to be held! [yeah, spell stupid *rolls eyes*]

this last weekend, i was willing to go to abscbn and ask around there but i caught a virus in baguio and was sick for four days. suffice to say, i missed my dear chance to fame. boohoo, indeed.

so to console my pityful self, i keep saying that maybe God did not want me to audition because i will be such a shoo in and of course, they'll get me and make me a housemate and then i won't be able to concentrate on GT work. that's probably it. i did not get the chance to audition because i'm good as in and that will greatly affect my committment as GT. perhaps this really isn't my time. next year, xai, next year. right.

and anyway, i have plenty of time to come up with fool proof ways for being famous. and tss, pbb is just a phase. and it's too beneath me. really now. me in pbb. it's the most inane thing ever. i hate the show anyway. it's too mediated. you want the real let's-all-live-together-in-one-space-and-try-to-enjoy-each-other? try kawayan camp. and the big brother there is THE big brother. screw up and you get dealt with big time. and there are no hidden cameras but he can see your every move and thought. beat that direk lauren.

dripping with bitterness now. hehe.

what is going to happen when i become famous? nothing much. i think i will be the same weird kid i am now. but oh. i will meet people. them sparkling, shining, shimmering splendid people. and then i am bound to be starstruck and gaping every second and looking like a freakazoid. more than usual. maybe i'll get the nerve to come up to my favorite people and say, "ah, hello po. pwede ko po ba kayong palakpakan?" and then clap like an overexcited teeny bopper meeting bobby andrews for the first time. *keeleg* i already have a list of applaud worthy people.

1. joel torre
2. pen medina
3. cesar montano
4. sharon cuneta [yes. i'm sharonian. so sue me.]
5. ronnie lazaro
6. dolphy
7. jose manalo [haha. really.]

so there. i have let my proverbial hair down. if only i can endorse a shampoo brand. uy, ang ganda, ay... erm... urp.

maniler, begyow, erm, time warp

back from baguio. oh, i can do this every week. right.

too much sleep and drama for the past three days made my eyes super puffy [i'm chinita now] and my bionic eyesight unreliable. imagine all the cutie sightings i missed. grah.

i am dead tired from all the travelling to and from the city of pines. [what pines? you can't even smell a hint of it except maybe when your car freshener is fake pine-scented.] and the bus. oh gosh, the bus. it's too cold. i had to put the curtain up to block the stupid air condition from numbing me. hanlameeg, as in! as if i have the moolah for all the expenses. nyek. i'm working and making megabucks [haha. right] but i feel so poor from all the travelling. i even had to take my parents on a guilt-trip to support me. works every time.

but i am happy. i'm still adjusting to the GT life [that's graduates team]. and it didn't help at all that my thesis pakner is a dramachine like me. drama, drama, drama. i'm assigned to *gasps* UB where it's "all up here" *points index finger to temple*. actually, i'm axcited as much as i am horrified. anything for the love of the Lord. [this is what i've always wanted, but the tax is just too much] i lurve doing this.

i think i had better wrap this up. no more corporate bratting for me today. hehe. my boss just got back. yipes!

ok kids

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ahaha. andami pang gagawin tas pa-blog blog lang ako sa comsci office. xaris, yah hafta start working. ang dami mo pang deadline. [isn't it nice to have alter egos tell you what to do? that's xai speaking now]

oh the joys of schitzophrenia!

and now here are news about my beloved UP Baguio.

i saw my ex-crush teacher who looks like a japanese doll. he used to have long beautiful hair and now the locks are gone. he looks so weird. in a cute way, though. reports show that hair really does make or break a person's, erm, face? on other ex-crush teacher news, one has gone awol. sources say that he has probably heard that xalai is coming and now he is in hiding. a red alert is up on finding nemo.

on other news, the dormitory has been renovated, marzan inspired no doubt, with peach tiles and paint. it's so screaming fag. but the crs look so bath-able and brehans will no longer use the "walang-tubig" excuse to get away with the wisik wisik syndrome. the water problem is still there but who cares about water when you have adorable bathrooms? and the forbidden room, 204, is now in use. good luck to its residents.

this just in. xalai is in campus. beware of the dyosa lurking the beautiful halls of the academe spreading gayness and weirdness all over. and warning to all freshmen wannabe fashionistas, she hasn't given up her reign. quote-bwahahaha-unqoute.

and that was all the rage in UP Baguio. toodles and have a nice day.

[INSERT CBB]

you and me against the world

like the kris aquino robin padilla movie on cinemaone now. okay. channel zap now.

i hate hate hormones. it's making me crazy. everyday, i feel like crying [so not the drama]. i keep thinking that i have done everything i possibly might want to do, and now i'm bored because i've pretty much done it all. yeah, it sounds cool that way. haha.

i suppose this is where dreaming comes in. when people have dreams they try their best to live and make it happen. they don't stop and do everything in their power to stay positive. because dreaming is free. because it knows no bounds. because it is there that they feel human.

[insert sappy cinderella theme song]

"in dreams you will lose your heartaches, whatever you wish for, you keep" yes. because nobody is there to take your dream away from you. there will be no one to make you feel left-out, insignificant, unpretty, insecure... oh, the list of villainy deeds goes on. the thing is, none of it will be in your dreams. if only reality is as sweet.

makes me think though. i have to keep dreaming. it's one of the things that keep me sane alive.

if there's any consolation about all my dreaming/drama, it's that at the end of the day [or night], upon waking up, i have a big God who has my back. sweet dreams or not. plus, He so rocks He gives me reason to dream, believe and survive. [yes. i shall be a star soon.]:)

phooey

i have never seen titanic. the leo di caprio-kate winslet titanic. not once. not even a glimpse.

NEVERRRR.

that's because when i was in the sixth grade, i was a geek. i watched discovery channel and national geographic channel on a daily basis. i kept saying that i'd rather see the documnetary of what really happened with the titanic than watch it in a love story format. and i thought leo was gay. and celine dion's my heart will go on was too, well, cheesy. but i sing it anyway.

jack and rose are a bunch of phonies. they fell in love with each other because there were no other options. everyone else was just so bad. it had to be jack and rose.

and an iceberg was the perfect end to their relationship.

so what really happened to the titanic? the geeky side of me come to science to explain why a ship so well-planned and built would sink just like that. it was beyond science.

seven fatal words registered on my head: not even God can sink this ship. there you go, off into subzero, titanic. but i can't help but think of the innocent people there. yeah, even "jack" and "rose." it gives new meaning to the phrase God cannot be mocked. whatever God was thinking, He knows what He's doing. i wonder if the movie highlighted that.

i think i had better see it.

WEATHER you like it or yes.

the weather matches my mood. it's sunny then bleak then drizzling then humid. like a whirlwind of emotions, it surges to the highest point then drops down- kerplunk with glaring meanness.

i need to get away. and where i am running to is not my comfort zone. but i need to get there fast before it pours again.

it's a place where i have to take care of myself. where i have to pay my bills. where i just couldn't wear my heart on my sleeves. i think the place i'm headed for is called reality.

stupid weather.