Nagugutom Ba Ang Patay?

Linggo noon, November 1, Araw ng mga Patay – Undas – panahon kung kalian dinadalaw ng mga buhay ang kanilang mga namayapang mahal sa buhay sa sementeryo. Sa Manila North Cemetery ang direksyong aming tinatahak. Mainit, ang daming tao, at higit sa lahat, ang haba ng lalakarin. Nakakapagod.

Hindi ko na maalala kung kailan ako huling pumunta ng sementeryo sa Undas. Ito ang isa sa mga bagay na hindi ko palaging ginagawa. Basta ang tumatakbo lang sa isip ko ay gaano kaya katagal kami doon.

Puro cremated na ang mga patay sa pupuntahan naming libingan. Ibang-iba na ang itsura ng mga libingan kumpara sa nakasanayan na. At kung dati ang uso sa mga bata ay ang paggawa ng bola ng candle wax mula sa mga naupos nang kandila sa ibabaw ng nitso, ngayon iba na. Hindi na din pwedeng magpatawid-tawid sa mga nitso tulad ng dati. High-tech na ang mga libangan. May psp, cellphone, mp3, etc.

Pagdating doon, naupo kami ng ate ko sa tapat ng nitso ng aking namayapang lolo at tita. Biruin mo nga naman ang tadhana, kung sino ang hindi magkasundo dati noong buhay pa sila, sila din ang makakasama sa iisang libingan. Kapag cremated ang patay nyo, pwedeng apat na labi ang magsama sa isang libingan. Kaya ayun, magka-roommate sila lolo at tita.

Ilang saglit lang at dumating ang tito ko kasama ang mga pinsan ko. May dala silang digicam, so ang ibig sabihin kodakan time na. Oras na ng camwhoring, isang katangiang likas sa bawat Filipino.

Matapos nun ay nagkwentuhan galore kami at nagkamustahan tungkol sa buhay ng isa’t isa. Nagku-kwentuhan kami ng pinsan ko at ate ko nang may nahulog na plastic mula sa itaas. Hindi siya hulog ng langit kundi hinulog ng mga taong makalat. Hanggang fourth floor kasi libingan doon, napatapat pa kami ng upo sa balcony ng mga higher floors na may mga taong walang pakundangang nagtatapon ng kung anu-ano.

Pagkalipas ng ilang oras, umalis na ang tito ko at mga pinsan ko para pumunta sa kabilang sementeryo dahil may namayapa din silang kamag-anak doon. Pagkatapos naman noon ay dumating ang isa kong tita kasama ang dalawa kong pinsan. Kwentuhan ulet kami at syempre, dun pa rin kami nakaupo sa tapat ng balcony. No choice, dun lang pwede maupo *sigh*. Kaso mas nakakainis na ngayon, hindi na plastic ang nahulog. Tubig na ang biglang bumagsak mula sa itaas. Bigla tuloy kaming napatayo ng di oras.

Maya-maya pa, eh parang nag-break muna sila sa pagkakalat at pang-iinis sa amin. Tumigil ang pag-ulan ng basura. Konting punas muna sa semento at umupo ulet kami. Yung isa kong pinsan tumayo na lang, na-trauma ata.

Habang nakaupo, walang magawa, tinititigan ko ang mga kapit-bahay na puntod ng lolo’t tita ko nang may umagaw ng atensyon ko. Hindi lang isa, madami sila.

Magsimula tayo kay Oria. Yan ang isa sa mga pangalang naka-ukit sa isa sa mga puntod doon. Kakaiba ang kanyang pangalan. Saan naman kaya nakuha ng mga magulang niya yun?

Malapit sa kanya ay si Purificacion. Siguro, gusting-gusto ng mga magulang niyang siya ay maging “pure.” Ka-rhyme niya yung pangalan sa kabilang dako, si Expectacion na unique din ang pangalan.

Tapos, sa may baba ni Purificacion, nandun naman si Placida. Sa palagay ko sobrang ninanais ng magulang niya na magkaroon ng anak na Placido, kaso naging babae siya, kaya Placida na lang.

Pero ang pinakamalupit sa lahat ay ang katabi ni Carmen, si Carmenchu. Tunog pa lang, agaw-atensyon na. Malamang wala pang pokemon noong panahon nila, pero parang pokemon lang ang pangalan nila ni Carmen. Ang evolved form ni Carmen ay si Carmenchu.

Napagtanto kong marami din palang makikita sa sementeryo maliban sa sandamakmak na tao at sadamukal na basura. Pero matapos ng lahat ng iyon, ang tanong ay bakit kailangan bigyan ng pagkain ang mga patay? Nagugutom ba sila?

Happy Birthday Bruno!!!

I miss you, fren~

お誕生日おめでとうニノ

To my favorite brat in the world who never grows old...

I'm Alive

I just want to post something random just so to let my friends know I'm still alive.

My bum life's gonna be over soon and school's starting next week. Actually, school should've started last monday but due to the ah1n1 issue, classes will start next week. Epidemics and viruses aren't a good thing, but I can't help feeling happy when it means that I won't have to go to school too soon.

Yeah, I'm one shallow being.

Still, this sem will be one of the best sems of my college life, because it's gonna be my last. I REALLY want to finish school so much and graduate. My college life should have ended a long time ago, but due to various IRRITATING/CAN'T-BE-HELPED circumstances, I've been stucked in this situation.

Anyway, on to another random sidenote. I want to see Atadan episode 9. I wonder if I'll be seeing more of this.


AND THESE XDDD



I hope I do. *crosses fingers*

Money Makes The World Go Round

Foreword: People rant. Shit happens. Please respect my blog, that's the least YOU can do.



Rule: Do not comment on this blog, besides I'll reject them anyway so save your energy.




I feel useless, wait, more like worthless. I just want to shout and rant but knowing myself, I am not the kind of person who can't do that and even IF I was able to do that, those people who I want to rant on won't even care because they only see me as nothing. I want explode but I can't and I don't know why, but maybe that's just who I am. I can be a brat who always says tactless things, eavesdrops, doesn't trust people and hates showing her deepest anxieties, yet my life's trivial worries gets to me.

For the nth time, I have to do something which I hate to do cause somebody SHOULD have done it. I know it is such a matter of LITTLE importance but how they treat or maybe that somebody treats me really gets into my nerves.

I am so frustrated. It feels like I have a voice that doesn't reach those people or that they just pretend not to hear me. I feel disappointed, because they're the only ones I can depend on. I am just another freeloader who doesn't have a say on things because I'm a freeloader.

"Money makes the world go round," is a shallow, stupid phrase yet that's the only thing that goes on and on my mind right now. Maybe if I win the lottery and have loads of money, then they would listen to me, they would believe what I say and I can do anything I want, rant all I want, shout even it's so irritating to others, pretend not to hear a thing when I think it's not worth listening or better yet be a spoiled brat whom they'll follow every whim no matter how stupid it is, cry like a baby when I feel like to, destroy every object within reach even if it's not mine, because things aren't going my way, speak about sentimental-bullshit and still be the almighty me.

This "me" right now will pass, I'm sure of it. But as of now, I want to just...*sigh*

I need to relax. *goes to paint nails*

Things You See On TV

Two American idols have finally landed on our country - David Cook and David Archuleta. I am really not a big fan of American Idol, more like a BIG FAN of Johnny's Idols *lol*, but I'll be going to the two Davids' concert.

My friend bought tickets and she's giving me one. Yay! I love freebies. But seriously, as a fellow fangirl (She adores David Cook) I'm going to sincerely support her. ^_^

I saw David Archuleta on tv yesterday and I was like - How gay. *hides from David Archuleta fans*

But still, gay is good. Just do it the Johnny's way.

Another thing that I saw on tv yesterday - Aling Dionisa, Manny Pacquiao's mom. She was on the news last night. Apparently, she's throwing a grand party for her 60th birthday more like sweet SIXTYnth birthday. The party's motif is pink and violet and just like an 18 year old's debut, there will be 18 roses, 18 dances, and other stuff along that line. As preparation for the big day, based on what I've seen on the news, she had a facial and did some last minute shopping. People are following her in the mall like some celebrity, so she thinks of entering show business. In the interview, she said that she'll discuss with her family which roles she should take and which ones will suit her best.

My reaction: What the heck? LOL

And speaking of the Pacman, he also had a victory party where lots and lots of prominent people came. i.e. politicians and two American Idols.

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Summer's going soon and school would be less than what it used to be. Some of my friends have graduated this April and it's so sad to think that I won't be seeing them in school. *tear*

Mom Strikes Again

An episode in the house of weirdos.

Mom *smiling wide*: Who wants some polvoron?

Me *shoots hand in the air*: Me!

Sister: Me, too.

Me *to sister*: You're fat already~

Mom *putting up her best "pitying face"*: Aww...you're fat. (meaning she can't have some *snirk*)

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We could create a comic trio with my sister as the one who gets all the bashing. And you should also hear my mom's english, it's epic! My sister and I always think that Aiba and mom have some resemblance when it comes to their comic acts that we sometimes call her Aiba's mom.

I love my mom. <3