Wednesday, December 16, 2009
iBlogMini@CEL
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Our first adventure!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Walang kwentang usapan ng mga walang kwentang tao
Dabong: waha
Dabong: payat pa rin
Dabong: ikaw?
rhytm_munkie: kumain ka kasi ng gulay
Dabong: puro gulay nga eh
rhytm_munkie: Peta ka na din?
Dabong: inde
Dabong: haha
rhytm_munkie: nasa skul ulit si josh ha
Dabong: oh?
Dabong: kmusta na yun?
Dabong: aral ule?
rhytm_munkie: ayun 1st year ulit
Dabong: hala
Dabong: haha
rhytm_munkie: nag shift si gago e...
Dabong: bumalik tlga ng apc ah
rhytm_munkie: oo nga e...
Dabong: kmusta na dun?
rhytm_munkie: ayun puro konyo
Dabong: haha, eh yung mga tropapips natin na coe?
rhytm_munkie: Intern na lahat... pera nga lang kay kelvin at lolo.. c jim nag culinary di na kinayanan ng utak coe e.. dalaw kau nung kaibigan mo ding payat no pangalan non?
Dabong: haha, taena, inaasahan ko na yun si kelvin at lolo... taenang jim yan, nagluto na lang ampota... si mark.. cge, minsan dalaw kame..kya lang di namin alam kung kelan
rhytm_munkie: ngaung week college week ngaun e..
rhytm_munkie: ay oo mark pala pangalan non
Dabong: nyay, busybusyhan ako ngaun eh
Dabong: maraming stockholder's meeting
Dabong: alam mo naman, magulo ekonomiya ngayon
rhytm_munkie: kamusta naman ung coprahan mo sa davao?
Dabong: di ko na nga naaasikaso eh, busy ako sa bagsakan ng contrabando eh
rhytm_munkie: oo nga e konti na lang nag papa export sakin ng maning hilaw e..
rhytm_munkie: pero balita ko malakas daw bentahan ng kidney e baka un na lang gawin kong bisiness
Dabong: pota, ayus din yun
Dabong: matumal din kasi mga virgin na galing sa probinsya eh, lahat sila nagalaw na ng mga tiyuhin nila
rhytm_munkie: oo madami sa tondo non.. dinaig na nga ung bentahan ng kepyas e
Dabong: wahaha
Dabong: taena, puro lumot na utak natin
rhytm_munkie: san ka nag aaral ngaun? pero sa itchura mukang hindi na e haba ng balbas pati buhok mo ganyan ung mga tambay samin e..
Dabong: wahaha, tangina, galing mo manghula ah
Dabong: pero may balak pa naman akong magtapos
rhytm_munkie: hindi nga? puta buti naman nagising na magulang mo sa katotohanan.. akin di pa e tagal ko na hinihntay pinipilit pa din ako mag arl...
rhytm_munkie: sabi ko gusto ko na lang mag ninja
rhytm_munkie: kaso ayaw nila wala daw pera sa ninja
Dabong: haha, taena, sinabi ko gusto kong maging welder eh, ang sabi sakin pag isipan ko daw muna ng mabuti.. ayun
Dabong:
rhytm_munkie: mag ninja ka na lang din
Dabong: ayoko pare, walang pera dun
rhytm_munkie: walang kwenta welder mabubulag ka lang dun
Dabong: di katulad ng welder, laging may bakal
rhytm_munkie: akala mo lang
rhytm_munkie: mas masarap pusher laging may bato
rhytm_munkie: okya rockstar na lang
Dabong: ayoko pare, yun na talaga yung hinahanap ko na pangarap eh
Dabong: natagpuan ko sa pagwewelding
Dabong: sobrang saya ko kapag nagwewelding ako eh
rhytm_munkie: ako ninja ayoko na ng rockstar nagagalit na nanay ko sinasabi sa mga tita ko"hirap talaga mag ka anak ng rockstar gabi na umuuwi lasing pa minsan isang linngo d uuwi ayaw pa mag aral"
rhytm_munkie: kaya ninja na lang
Dabong: pare, kaya siguro ayaw ka pagninjahin eh masyadong mapanganib
Dabong: ayaw nila mawalan ng anak ng maaga
rhytm_munkie: pangarap ko tlaga un e.. kesa naman mag astronaut ako boring
rhytm_munkie: okya mag boxing parang si paquiao tapos mag aartista
Dabong: pare tingin ko maganda yun astonaut, kasi paguwi mo mga bagong klaseng bato ang iuuwi mo, malamang dagsain ka ng mga adik nun
rhytm_munkie: ayko non kidnapin pa ko ng mga alien
Dabong: may background ka na naman yata sa pagninija kaya kakayanin mo yung mga alien na yun
rhytm_munkie: wala pa nga e.. gus2 ko na talaga pumasok sa ninja academy... tintext na nga ko ni naruto e...
Dabong: ay, nga pala, idol ng utol ko si naruto, pakikumusta naman sya, kung pwede penge ng otograp, ireregalo ko sa utol ko
rhytm_munkie: cge... puta sabaw na din pala laman ng utak mo tol...
Dabong: oo pare, nkakalungkot man isipin pero ganun talaga.. pero di naman kaylangan ng utak sa pagwewelding eh, kaya ayos lang
rhytm_munkie: oo kailangan lang dun determinasyon...
Dabong: saka malakas na katawan, at muskcles na hindi pilipilipit
rhytm_munkie: at kapal ng muka para sabhin sa mundo na "ang trabaho ko po ay mang wewelding!"
Dabong: taas noo!
rhytm_munkie: tama
rhytm_munkie: "ako po si arvin isa po akong NINJA"
Dabong: "at ako naman si sammy, isang welder sa isip, salita, puso at gawa!"
rhytm_munkie has signed out.
MAN ON THE SIDE
They're good, aren't they?" She asked. He said nothing, nodded his head and raised his eyebrows. She gave him the left earpiece so he could clearly hear both channels. She smiled at him. He was just staring at her blankly, completely uninterested of what he's hearing. He found the music too loud and whiny. He's thinks of himself as a connouisseur when it comes to choosing music. Finally, he smiled back as if it is a sign of approval. She smiled again and uttered, "I told you so!" Her hair fell on her face. Her eyes were brown and beautiful that it's almost unfair. He was left transfixed. Completely dismissing the thought, he thought of a way to get rid of the annoying noise on his ears. "I need to go to the restroom." He alibied.
He never really appreciate those times. Sometimes, he even hated it. He doesn't appreciate the air of conversation with her because she's so wide-eyed. Some thought it was cute, he didn't. He was way too serious. It even crossed a point where he's completely convinced that she's that stupid.
He took conversations with her lightly and nonchalantly. Despite this, he stayed and went out with her. He listened. Being the patient person that he is, he did listen. She talked about her failed relationships, which always, always throws him off. "Does it look like I give a fuck?" He always thought. He wished she just talked about how wide she can spread her legs, or, whatever. Apparently, he gives a fuck.
There was one time that he actually did pay attention talking to her. It was about how they want to end up life-wise. Personally, he don't know what he really wanted to be. The only thing he daydreamed of is how's he going to die.
"I want twins, a boy and a girl so my wife will only have to do it once. And then a house by the beach. I'd love a big window and a grand piano inside so I can play while the moon is watching over me."
He chose his words very carefully and thought, "Hey, that wasn't a bad dream at all." From then on, he decided that that was his dream.
"That's nice" She said dispassionately then quickly went to her list of dreams.
"I want a boy and a girl too. I'll live somewhere, not in this crappy country."
"What about the people you'll leave here?" He intervened.
"No, I won't forget them." His question left unanswered, she went on.
She went on. His attention slowly faded. He even thought that she was "outdreaming" him. As the "nonsense" begin their way out of her red lips, he again, wished she was just talking about how wide she can spread her legs, or, whatever.
But he won't forget that conversation. He thinks he was too old for that kind of talk. He actually built dreams. And it was with her. She was the first to hear it.
He's knows he's "one of the many" lined up. But he's "one of the few" to listen, and actually get along with her. She calls, she talks, he's always free. He don't think any of his advances were acknowledged, or even noticed. He's completely fine with that. He knows that time will come where she can finally make up her mind.
If she even wanted him.
Or maybe, she can finally talk about how wide she can, um, spread her legs, or, whatever.
Being the man on the side sucks. Sucks painfully hard.
The man on the side is a pervert. But no, not really.