in response to phil’s farout question i stoicaly say "why are you asking" and my weariness sadly comes across as apathy. you can just imagine how much i wanted to slap myself when the good-natured kid approaches me after class to make sure we were ‘cool’ –
miss i’m sorry i asked about the ‘hamas’ i thought you were referring to another Israeli conflict… nako late na si miss para sa ballet niya!
QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"Kung kaya ng iba…
ipagawa mo sa kanila."
jaaac tama nang autarky
jacqui: sino nanaman ka-text mo?
esmael: pinsan ko. nagpapasama kasi bukas, may pupuntahan daw.
jacqui: aah. bait mo naman.
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jacqui: ikaw lang mag-isa pabalik dito?
dembert: kasama ko si esmael. pero dumerecho muna siya sa pinsan niya.
jacqui: ikaw di ka bibisita sa pinsan mo?
dembert: hinde wala akong pinsan ngayon.
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esmael: pano ka umuwi? sinundo ka ng pinsan mo?
jacqui: hindi nga eh. kaya nga di ko na siya pinsan ngayon.
ed: pare kumusta girlfriend mo?
ed’s friend: wala break na kami.
ed: o baket naman?!
ed’s friend: eh pano na-realize ko, starbucks siya, kopiko ako.
mas ok kaya yung ganon! para lumawak naman mundo mo. boring naman kung lahat ng gusto niya gusto mo rin. lahat ng alam niya alam mo na rin. if you really like each other then it’s not gonna matter - that he’s indie and you’re pop, that he’s gimikero and you’d rather stay home and sleep. turn by turn lang ang diskarte diyan.
jacqui: why don’t i ever see him play with you guys? nagba-basketball ba yan?
jacqui’s friend: oo. pag walang nakatingin.
it’s not easy witnessing your heroes turn into average people you pass (and ignore) on the street. good thing is the older you get, the more you understand. and respect. and so when the time comes that you have to give something up, it won’t be a difficult decision.
just came home from baguio - where i froze my ass off! grabe i was walking around burnham late at night wearing jeans, high-heeled sandals(!) and a fake (read: for porma effect only) jacket, and my hands got so cold i couldn’t text properly. samantala jason came prepared with a scarf and everything. ang yabang kasi akala mo kung sinong matigas, ayan nagkasakit tuloy. parang di pa natuto after our first day there. i was wearing my new cutsie pedal pushers and tsinelas and it was a bit warm on session road when we had lunch so i thought i was gonna be ok. then we go up to mines view park where it was soooo damn cold! that i hung out mostly inside the stores pretending to be interested in the merchandise. di nila alam wala akong ka-interes-interes mag-shop.
so ya now i’m sick. from the trip home i went straight to bed and had to be stirred from sleep by my mom five minutes before 12mn so i could welcome the new year with everybody. and after the festivities i slept some more. and now my throat hurts and i’m sniffing and tearing and i can’t work on my research coz i feel so blah. but it’s all worth it. the last time kasi i went up to baguio, i was a kid na walang inatupag kundi mag horseback riding. this time was so much more… everything. sulit. of course with a little help from my friends, the baguio beans este the baguio boys, this baguio trip was just tremendous.
and next time i shall leave all my shorts and porma jackets at home and bring closed shoes and socks.
