Traffic saved my day?

-KABANATA 1-

Monday.

Leave ako.

Kaya tomorrow pa ako pasok.

Gaya ng dati, night before ako balik ng Cavite,

hinahanda ko na gamit ko, para kinabukasan, ready to go na ako.

Gaya ng dati, nag-alarm ako ng 3:00am at 3:01am at minsan may 3:02am pa…para sure na magigising ako…hehe

12midnight na rin ata ako nakatulog.

Nanuod pa ng TV.

(…Comment lang ako sa Korean F4. Yung new Asianovela sa kapamilya station.

Nice at kakatuwa. Ewan ko kung mas maganda ito keysa sa original, di ko kasi napanuod iyung mga dati…-nakapagcomment pa ha?...hehe)

O iyun, after manuod ng TV, sinet na ang alarm.

Nakatulog.

Nakatulog ng mahimbing.

Mahimbing talaga.

Dahil hindi ko narinig ang ALARM!!!..waaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!!!

Hindi ko matandaan kung nagising ba ako at nakatulog ulit.

O mahimbing lang talaga ang tulog ko.

3:50am!!!

E dapat ang gising ko ay 3am!

Naku!...matutuloy na ata ang late ko dati.

Magkakalate na ata ako.

4:30am na ako nakasakay ng bus.

E dapat nasa Pasay na ako ng 5:50am.

Hindi ko alam paano ipapabilis ang drive ng bus para makahabol sa service sa Pasay para hindi malate.

Heto na naman ang STRESS!!!...

Nafifeel ko na naman…

-KABANATA 2-

Dapat 5:30 nakasakay na ako ng LRT.

15 mins pa kasi ang mula Doroteo Jose Station hanggang Pasay.

Kaso dumating ang bus sa LRT Station ng 5:45am.

Naku hindi ko na maabutan.

Palagay mo?...

3 Stations pa bago Edsa Station, (doon ako bababa, tas maglalakad pa ng mga 5mins, pero baka tatakbo ako para 2 mins na lang….)

2 stations na lang, kaso 5:55 na, mga 3 mins pa.

Sana malate na lang ang pagdating ng shuttle, iyun na lang ang pagasa ko.

EDSA station na.

Hindi ko alam paano bilisan ang takbo ko…

Pagkabukas ng pinto ng LRT, mabilis akong bumaba.

Naglakad ng mabilis, ilang tao din ang nabangga ko.

Bumaba.

Nagmamadali.

Tumatakbo.

Lumilipad.

Ayan na malapit na ako.

Andyan pa kaya ang service?...

NAKU!!!... Wala na!!!

Malelate na ata talaga ako…

-KABANATA 3-

Nag-isip.

Teka.

May isa pa akong pag-asa.

(Minsan kasi, natatraffic kami sa palabas ng Manila, humihinto ng 30 mins ang mga sasakyan sa may malapit sa Manila Bay… iyun na lang ang pag-asa ko)

Sumakay ako ng Ordinary bus.

Buti nalang umalis agad.

Sa loob ng bus, tinatanaw ko sa harapan ang shuttle bus.

Nagbabakasakali na nasa harapan lang.

Kaso wala.

Malapit na ako sa Traffic area.

Tama!..

Traffic nga!...

Tumigil ang bus na sinasakyan ko.

Iniisip ko kung bababa ako para tingnan sa harapan kung andun ang shuttle.

Hindi ako sigurado.

Nagiisip.

Bumaba ako ng bus.

Bahala na…

Naglakad ako sa mga sasakyan sa harap na nakahinto dahil sa traffic.

Ilang bus na ang nadaanan ko, wala pa rin.

Pagod na, gutom pa.

Hinihingal pa sa kakalakad.

Binilisan ko ang lakad ko, nagbabakasakali paring andun lang ang shuttle. Nakatigil. At hinihintay ako.

Binilisan ko dahil baka matapos na ang 30 mins na traffic at maiwanan ako hindi lang ng shuttle, pati ung bus na sinakyan ko.

Ayan na.

Wala parin.

Lakad ng matulin.

Mukhang wala na ata.

Malelate na talaga ako.

Late na.

Gutom na.

Puyat na.

Pagod pa.

Saan ka pa.

-KABANATA 4-

Sandali lang.

Ano tong nakikita ko.

Yes!!! Parang iyun iyung shuttle ah.

Sana iyon nga.

Lalo kong binilisan.

Tumakbo.

At tumakbo.

Nakita ko plate number.

Yehey!...

Ito nga…

Lumapit ako ng napakabilis.

Mabilis na mabilis!.

Kumatok sa pinto at…

Yehey!...sa wakas tapos na ang Super Duper Hyper with Capital S….for STRESS!!! (capital din kaya ang T R E…hehe)

Minsan pala, kailangan natin sa buhay ng tao ang traffic.

Bakit?...

Dahil sa traffic nakahabol ako sa shuttle.

Dahil sa traffic di ako nalate.

Dahil sa traffic nawala ang stress ko.

(kung iisipin mo, parang baligtad ang nagawa ng traffic sa akin ngayon.)

May good side din pala ang traffic.

Akalain mo iyon?... Mahalaga pala sya sa buhay natin…hehe

Salamat sa Traffic!...

(at syempre Thank God, Siya ang tumulong sa akin para hindi malate ngayon. )

Yehey!

-THE END-

P.S.

1. Dahil sa traffic nakapost ako ng pagkahaba haba…

2. Dahil sa traffic may binabasa ka ngayon…

3. Dahil sa traffic _____ ang araw mo.
a. nasira

b. nagulo

c. nasayang

d. all of the above

Isang mahabang paglalakbay

Babala: wag mo nang basahin maiinip ka lang....hehe

Pampanga.
10pm.
di pa ako tulog.
nagplantsa pa ng damit.
at inayos na agad ang gamit sa bag.
para pagkagising.
alis na agad.
9am ang pasok ko sa work sa Cavite.(kumusta naman yun?)

1130pm or 12 na ata ako nakatulog.
aga pa ako babangon.
para lumuwas papuntang Cavite.
sasakay ako ng shuttle bus sa Pasay.(para tipid pamasahe...hehe)
dapat 650am-7am nasa Pasay na ako.
kaya dapat magising ako ng before 4am at alis ako ng 430am to 5am

tantsa ko.
jeep. from sa haus to intersection san fernando, 20mins.
bus. from intersection san fernando to avenida/doroteo lrt, 1hr and 20 mins.
lrt. from doroteo staion to edsa station, 15 mins.
by foot. from edsa station to pickup point ng shuttle, 5 mins.
so aabutin ng 2 hrs.
so dapat 2 hrs before 7, alis nako ng bahay.
dapat before 5 alis nako.
yang tanstang yan, medyo maaga pa ako ng mga 30-40 mins pag mabilis ang byahe.

4am.
umaga na.
tumayo na ako.

440am.
nagabang na ng jeep.
450am.
nakasakay na ng jeep.
510am.
nasa intersection na ako.
nakasakay na ng bus.
515am.
umalis na ang bus.(computed ang time oh..san ka pa!...hehe)

nakatulog ako.
napaidlip.(syempre naman...kulang kaya tulog ko...)

620am.
napagising ako.
naku kaya pala...
with the capital T...
TRAFFIC!!!!!(stress starts...)

layo pa ako...
di ko alam pano icompute ang oras.
kung anong oras ako makakadating sa pasay.(wala ako calculator ngayon eh...)
haaaay...
hindi ako mapakali...(napapaihi na nga eh...)
nagdarasal na...
para di malate...

ngayon ko lang nadatnan ang traffic na ito...
e dati 610am palang, nasa LRt na ako...(naks! ang aga ah...)

645am.
pagkahinto na pagkahinto ng bus.
agadagad akong bumaba.
niready na agad ang lrt magnetic card.
binuksan na agad ang zipper ng bag para sa inspection.
pagkalampas ng inspection.
takbo!...takbo!... at takbo!.
tinakbo din ang escalator.
hinintay ang tren.
nag-abang.
naghintay.

650am.
dumating ang tren.
dalidali rin akong sumakay.

aabot kaya ako?...palagay mo?...(ako kasi kanina pa hindi mapalagay...)
naku! pag hindi ako umabot...
sigurado malelate ako sa work...

(explanation...
pag shuttle bus.
from pasay to company, 1hrs 30 mins.

pero pag hindi shuttle...
bus + jeep + by foot. 2.5 hrs -3hrs.

dahil pag shuttle, mabilis, tuloy tuloy, walang pahinto hinto
para magsakay at magbaba ng pasahero.)


naku!...
anong oras na!!!
655am na...
stressed na stressed na talaga ako.
hindi ako mapakali.
gutom pa naman ako.

baka ganito...
baka ganyan...
anong gagawin ko...
lapit ng mag7am...
haaay...

biglang tumigil ang tren...
SHOCKS!!!
anong ngyayari!!!!
taranta na ako...
voice over: hihinto muna ang tren pansamantala, dahil mayroon pang tren sa harapan...
tumigil sya ng mga 3mins...

7am...
naku!!!
naku!!!
malas!!!
malas!!!

kahit isang segundo hinahabol ko...
tapos bigla nalang titigil ang tren...
haaaay....pag minamalas ka nga naman...
wala akong magawa...
kaya nga gusto ko maging si superman...
para sa ilang minuto lang, andun na ako...
isang lipad lang...
walang traffic...
walang pipigil...(nasali sa usapan si superman...)


705am na...
umaasa pang andun pa ang bus...
kaso...
naku naman...
pagminamalas ka nga naman talaga...
huminto ulit ang tren...
2 stations na lang, edsa station na...
huminto dahil may tren pa daw sa unahan...
5 mins syang tumigil.

710am.
umandar ulit ang tren.

715am.
sa wakas nasa Edsa station na ako...
pagkabukas na pagkabukas ng pinto ng lrt.
dalidali akong tumakbo.
dala ang bag na mabigat dahil sa lamang damit.

bumaba ng stairs.
takbo...
takbo...
at tumakbo...
takbo ulit...
tumakbo ulit....
hanggang sa malapit na ako sa pickup point.
sa may candy vendor, sa may red restobar, sa may unang kanto.

hiningal ako....
lalo akong nagutom...
habang tumatakbo...
tinatanaw ko ang red restobar...
ang pickup point...
naku....
mukhang wala ng tao...

patay!...
naiwanan na ako ng bus....
anong gagawin ko...
magcocomute??
eh, no choice...
ala nganamang lakarin ko no?...
(sungit na no?...e stressed na eh...)

nagtanong ako sa candy vendor na ale na nakaupo doon na medyo maikli ang buhok...
(inexplain pa talaga...akala ko ba nagmamadali ka)
"dumaan na po ba ang shuttle bus dito?"
sagot nya, "oo kanina pa..."

oo nga naman...
obvious ba?...
anong oras na kaya no...

malelate na ako...
gutom na...
nalate pa...
haaaayy...
kaya ko kaya habulin ang oras?...
sana nasa akin ang kapangyarihan nung Intsik...(intsik ba iyon?...ewan)
iyung sa HEroes...na napapatigil ang oras...
ekaya lang pag tumigil...

haaay...nababaliw na pasensya...
9am dapat nakalog na ako sa logbox.
dapat nasa company na ako...

kaso 720am.
dito pa ako sa Pasay...


haaaay....
wag ko na pahabain pa...
Late na ako kung papasok pa ako...

ang ginawa ko...
tinawagan ko na lang ang boss ko...
buti na lang nasave ko no. nya...
at tinanong na kung pwede ilipat nalang nun ang off ko,
at sinabi ko dahilan kung bakit...

papayag kaya???
ayun...
pumayag sya!...
salamat!...
Thank God! ang bait talaga ni Sir...

haaaay...
nastress talaga ako...
kainis...
ayaw ko na malate...(talaga lang ha...)
first time kong malate...(madami magrereact nito nyan...hehehehe)
first time malate sa work...kayo naman...
oo na...nalelate ako dati sa school...hehe

umuwi muna ako ng apartment.
pero bago iyon, kumain muna ako.

haaaay...
sa wakas!...
napawi din ang gutom...
dumiretso na ko sa apartment pagkatapos...
ayun nagpahinga ng konti.
naghilamos.
at natulog.
at natulog ng mahimbing...hehe


haaay... isa ito sa pinakastressful na araw ng buhay ko...hahaha
kaya ibablog ko ito...hehe
may kokontra?...

The Best Version of You

-just wanna share this love story...

hope you enjoy and relate with it...

The Best Version of You

Manila International Airport, 2:00 am. It's been two years since she had
last seen the Manila International Airport. Not much has changed. Her
last memory of this airport was when Miguel dropped her off. She was on her
way to New York to pursue a career in Wall Street.

"Promise me something will you? Please don't get married until I come
back?" She jokingly told him as she lifted up her backpack.

"LOL. Very funny. Ikaw ang mag-promise. Promise me you won't run off with
some nerdy economist in the next two years."

"Let's see, shall we. Bye, Miguel. I'll call you as soon I get to New
York."

That was her last memory in this place. The warm Manila air made her feel a
bit restless and yet she feels excited. This is the first time in two years
she'll be seeing Miguel again. She was thoughtfully going through the
immigration counters, thinking of how much she missed seeing Miguel.


How different would he be now? Sure he sends her regular weekly e-mails and
pictures but being the busy person that she had always been, she didn't get
the time to chat with him and buy a webcam.

She's finally out. "Where is Miguel?" She wondered. "Ah there!" she
exclaimed when she saw the silver gray Nissan Patrol parked near the exit.
TGW926. Yup, that's Miguel alright. Her heart was leaping ahead of her as
the driver got off.

"Hey! I missed you!" He said, as he hugged her.

"I missed you too. So much." She said, as she hugged him back. It was warm.
It felt good to be back. It felt great to feel his hug.


"Let me get those." He said pointing at her luggage. "Then we'll have more
time for hugging and chika."

"Okay."


Edsa, 4:30 am. Miguel's cellphone rings. Mama, the name flashes on the
screen..


"You should really get that."


"No, you should get that. She's been waiting for you. She insist that we
go straight to her after I pick you up form the airport. She also insist
that you spend tomorrow with her." Miguel was talking about her mother.


Miguel was an only child and his mother wanted a daughter. She would often
tell Bea that since she doesn't have a mom anymore, she should let Tita
Doris be her second mom. She loved Bea as if she were her own daughter.


"Hello? Yes, Tita. How are you nap po?... ah opo. Miguel already told me.
Sige po. Okay po. I'll see you later." She turns off the phone and looks
out the window. The phone rings again, this time the name "Sugar" flashes
on the screen. Hmmm, "Sugar." He was quick. He got a hold of the phone and
answered it. "Hello. Yeah. Pauwi na. I'm with her na. Yeah. Tomorrow, I
will. Promise. We'll see you tomorrow."


We? Is that supposed to mean me and him? See Sugar? Who is Sugar, anyway?


"Who was that?" she couldn't keep herself from asking. "Sugar ha?"


"I'll introduce her tomorrow. Uwi muna tayo sa bahay. By the way, kamusta
na si Edward?"


"Edward?"


"Oo, si Edward, naalala mo yung boyfriend na iniwan mo sa New York? Anong
klase ka ba naming girlfriend? Kaya hindi kita niligawan eh. Baka
makalimutan mo rin ako."


"Ah si Edward. Hayun. Nasa New York." Miguel has met Edward when he came
to New York to give Bea a surprise visit. He seems a nice guy. Not the
geeky economist Miguel pictured Bea would end up with. He is actually a
cool guy and loves Bea a lot.


"He called me up, a week ago, asking a lot of things about you. Parang may
balak ata?"


"Balak na?"

"Tell me, did he propose to you? He sounded like he was going to propose to
you kasi."

"Ah look, here we are at Tita Doris."

At Tita Doris', 4:45 am. A pleasantly plump woman enters the livingroom.

She was in her mid-fifties, a familiar warm smile and two open arms. She
welcomed Bea, gave her a big hug and kissed her on the cheek. "Hay anak,
kamusta ka na? Na-miss na kita. Pinakain ka ba nito si Miguel?"

"Opo, Tita." She looked around. Not much has changed in this house. She
remembers spending her college days in this house. She remembers sinking
into Tita Doris' arms when her mom died. She remembers only good things
about this woman. She can't remember a time when she had been unkind to her
and yes, she loves her like her own mother.

"Iha, sabihan mo nga yang si Miguel. Sabihin mo 'wag padalos-dalos
magdesisyon."

"Po?"

"Mama naman. Let Bea rest. I'll tell her everything tomorrow." Miguel
interrupted his mother before she can spill the beans.


"Ha? What was that all about?" Bea was curious.

"Bukas na lang."

"Okay. Tita, if it's okay I'll go rest now." She hugged her, and proceeded
to climb the stairs. Miguel followed her carrying her luggage.


"Alam mo I missed this house. Uy sino ba si Sugar? Tsaka bakit parang
worried nanay mo sa iyo?"

"Bukas na. Sugar is having lunch here."

"Hmmm, intriguing, pero sige. Bukas na." They were both standing as the
door to the guest room. "Alam mo, it's really good to be back in this
house. I'll see you tomorrow."


Tita Doris' 10:00 am. She woke up, sunlight flooding her bedroom. She was
able to rest. She got up, arranged the bed sheets and took a nice, cold
shower. Minutes later, she was down at the garden having brunch with Tita
Doris.


"Hi! Tita. Where is Miguel?"


"Sinundo si Sugar."


"Sino ba yang Sugar na yan? Nai-intriga na ako."


"Iha, I'll let Miguel tell you who Sugar is. Promise me something, though.
Whatever happens you'll always be my daughter, Bea?"


She felt scared. Why was Tita Doris suddenly serious? "Opo naman."


"Anyway, iha. I heard from Miguel your boyfriend sounded like he was going
to propose a week ago. Did he propose?"


Bea looked at her hands, bare of any engagement ring. She looked at Tita
Doris and smiled. Before she could answer, Miguel showed up. With him is a
woman she had not seen before. She was of medium frame, shoulder length
hair and looked very feminine.


"Sugar, the sister I never had, Bea. Bea, Sugar, my fiancée`." It felt as
if somebody had thrown cold water on her. His what? Blood rushed to her
head. She blushed. Her cheeks felt very warm. She couldn't swallow. Her
heart beating a hundred beats per minute.


"Your what?" She looked at Miguel, blushing then suddenly white as with
shock. "I'm sorry, Sugar but this is quite a surprise. Miguel has never
mentioned you in any of his e-mails," she said as she looked at Sugar with
a confused look. She looked at Tita Doris, she looked back as if she was
consoling her.

"Yeah, I got engaged. I'm keeping my promise. I'm getting married on
Saturday. O di ba you're here so in essence I've kept my promise."

She managed to smile faintly. She hugged Miguel and congratulated him..She
even managed to tell Sugar "You got a catch here, girl. Take good care of
him or else I will snatch him under your nose." It sounded as if she was
just joking, turning over a very important possession to it's next owner.


In the deepest recesses of her person, she knew she meant it.


"He told me a lot of nice things about you." Sugar said, smiling at her as
if they had been friends for the longest time.


"I'm sure he has."


Lunch was served. All of Bea's favorite Filipino dishes. She and Sugar
spent time chatting the afternoon away, looking at Bea's and Miguel's
college photos and yearbooks. She found out that Sugar likes most of the
things she does. They both came from the same high school. As she tried to
get to know Sugar better during their afternoon chat, she realized that
not only was she perfect for Miguel, she also seemed like the best gal pal
Bea could find. They talked about the wedding details, the dress, the
ring,the shoes, the tiara. They like almost the same places, the same
styles, the same shops. She told Sugar they should do shopping marathon
together. Had it been another day, she would be telling herself that this
is really a great opportunity to find someone who understands her shopping
needs.

Except that this is not one of those days? Except that this woman, this
perfect, feminine girlfriend was Miguel's fiancée`.


Bea's phone rings. The name Boyfriend flashes.


"You should really get that" Sugar told Bea.

"Yeah, I guess I should. Hello? Yes? I'm good. I'm here at Miguel's. Oh I
have in front of me Sugar, Miguel's fiancée`." The words almost got stuck
in her throat, but she still managed to give Sugar a smile. "Listen, I'll
call you later. I have very good news for you."


Miguel sat down beside Bea. Sugar was looking at them and asked "So tell
me? Was there never a time the two of you were more than Platonic?" Bea and
Miguel looked at each other then looked at their own hands. Miguel's gaze
turned to Sugar. He answered "Of course not. Bea and I were never like
that."


"As in?" Sugar inquired.

"LOL, oo naman. She was a handful. Too much to handle for me. I can't keep
up with her. She's never stands still." Miguel looked at Bea and smiled,
his eyes turning into slits as his dimples gloriously show.

"I guess that's the way for you. But not for Edward." Bea replied, with a
little hint of disappointment.


"Okay lang yun. Edward is tough enough." Miguel was still smiling.


"Wait, speaking of Edward. I need to call him."


Bea left the garden and went up to her room to call Edward. "Hello? Edward.


Here goes. Yes. The answer is Yes."


*********

The wedding went well. It was one of the most elegant weddings she had
seen. Sugar had everything covered and she was a very beautiful, blushing
bride.


"I, Miguel, take you, Sugar, as my friend and love, beside me and apart
from me, in laughter and in tears, in conflict and tranquility, asking that
you be no other than yourself, love what I know of you, trusting what I do
not know yet, in all the ways that life may find us."


Bea felt a stab of pain hitting her heart. She slowly got up, walked away
from the spectators.. Tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.



**********


Bea is once again on her way to the airport. Miguel is driving for her,
this time with a wedding ring on his left finger.

"Hay, here we go again. I'm driving you to the airport. Kailan na naman
kaya tayo magkikita?"


"Ewan ko. Tell me something," her tone all too serious. "What was it that
you love about Sugar? How did you know she was the one?" Miguel just
smiled.. "Dali na ano? Malay mo I need to decide in a couple of days diba?"


"You know what I love about her? The same things I loved about you before.
The only difference is that she's not as ambitious as you are. When you
left for New York two years ago, I knew I don't have a place in the life
you've chosen. I don't blame you for that. You're good in your field and I
thought to myself that it's your right to move on without me. Moving away
was a decision you made for yourself. I know this sounds silly and you
might nag me about it but I found the better version of you in Sugar.

She's so much like you in so many ways but the only difference is she loves
me more than you do."

She wanted to cry the tears she had kept as he witnessed him say his
vows,but kept her composure. She just chuckled a laugh. How could he move
on without her? Why was it easy for him and not for her? As she got off the
car, she gave Miguel one last hug. This time she felt her heart heavy..

"I guess this is goodbye?" she told Miguel.

"Wait, I'm not letting you out until you answer question. Did Edward
propose?"


Bea showed Miguel her left hand. In it was a one carat diamond solitaire
ring set in platinum. "Yes."


Miguel let out a sigh and congratulated her. As Miguel turned his gaze from
the steering wheel to Bea's face, he saw a single tear fall from her right
eye and then she said, "If it gives any consolation. Edward was the best
version of you that I can find in New York."

Silent mode

Nagkita cna Yang at Johny sa canteen.

Yang: Alam mo ba kanina? Syempre d m alam.
Tinanong q pa.
Johny: (tawa)haha. o ano? Napano ba?
Yang: My tumatawag sa celfone q.
Johny: o e ano naman? My tumatawag lang pala, anong meron.
Yang: i2 namn, xcted. D pa aq tapoz. My 2mtwag s fone q, habang tahmik n nagle2cture k Sir Mon. D nakasilent fone q.
Johny: ay tanga!Haha e d nasermonan k ng todo k Sir Mon, naku! Sgurado lng iun. Iun pa! Dapat andun aq knina, para nkta q. Haha
Yang: ganun?! Para makta mo aq mpahya?
Johny: syempre! Magndang ecsena kaya un. Naku syang para maisulat q sana sa colej skul paper ntn. Haha
Yang: ang sma n2! Hmmp! D bale, d naman gnun ngyari, d yang masmang iniicp m ang ngyri.Haha
J: mas mlala sa naiicp q? Grabe naman! Haha ed knaladkad ka papalbas, pnahya k s mga cm8s m, tas pnapunta pa s deans ofis?Haha
Y: hoy! Hnd no.
J: e anu ngyari?
Y: aun, nilaptn aq tnanung knino celfone ung nagring. Tpoz sb q skn po. Tapoz akala q mco2nfsc8 na, un pla gus2 pala iung rngtone q. Aun nagpablutut. Haha
J: D nga? Naq d m q maloloq, si Sir Mon pa!
Y: 22o, d nga aq mkpniwala e, kht itanung m p kna kate, pero buti nalang gnun ngyari, qng hnd deans ofs aabutn q.
J: haha. Swerte m lang. Bt naman kc d nkslent mode fone m?
Y: iun n nga pnagtatakahan q e, e lagi q namang snasilent mode i2 e. At ang mas pnagtatakahn q, nakamaximum volume. E hnggang 3bars lang sneset q.
J: ganun b. Wag k nang magtaka, mdlas m nmang nkakalmutan mga gnagawa m d b? D mo napapansn. Mag memo plus kna kc. Hahaha
Y: ha! ha! ha! Tawatawa k dyan, bka naman kw nagset n2 ah, pnagttrpan m nanaman aq. Aminin m na.
J: Aminin ang alin? Pagbntangan b aq?
Y: naku, if i knw, kaw lang gumawa, buti nlang d masama ang ngyari skn, qng hnd ikaw ang front page s dyaryo bukas.Haha
J: ganun? Katakot k nman. D nga aq. Cnu naman pla ung 2mtawag?
Y: ewan nga e, new no.. Tnext q naman, d pa nagreply. Cnu kya un.
J: naks! Bka isa s mga pnagkakautangan m, snsngil kna. Haha
Y: baka nga. Joke! Hehe pero cnu kya un. Ay nakta mo b c Alex? Parang d xa pumasok knina.
J: anong parang, d talaga xa pumasok.
Y: o sori, pasensya, o d talaga xa pumasok, bkt d xa pumasok?
J: ano aq secretary ni Alex?
Y: haha. I2 naman ang sungt, nagtatanung lang. My bisita ka ba ngaun?Haha
J: anong bsita?
Y: its a grl thng!Haha
J: akala q naman ano. Wala kya. E andun ka kaya nung cnb nya, nku, huli d k nkknig, nung nasa dyip tau, d b nsb nya alis cla ngaun ni tita.
Y: ganun b? Nasab b nya un? Hay, tara smahan mo naq sa drugstore.
J: bakit? My klase naq mamya.
Y: magkano memo plus? Tara smahan m naq bumili.
J: haha. Tama ka! Kailngan mu ng bumli. Hehe

back"missed call"
next "unli"

Missed call

S clasrum.
Tahimik ang klase.
Marrnig lang ang pgkaskas ng chalk ng titser na sobrang sungit sa blakbord.

Nklmutang i silent mode ni Yang ang phone ña na nakalagay s loob bag ña.
Bglang my 2matawag.
Volume max level.
Ringtone: Sugod....♪♪Sugod mga kapatid, tayo ay magsamasama, iwagayway na ang bandera, rak en rol hanggang umaga.. ♪♪

Nagulat si Yang.
Nataranta.
Hinanap ang phone.
Binuksan ang bag.
Kinalkal.
Patuloy pa rn s pag ring.
Ang katahimikan ng klase,napalitan ng tawanan.

AtBiglang my boses na sumigaw!
Silent class! Kaninong celfone ang sumusugod na iyon!!!

Naku! lagot ako...

Hnd p rn mhnp ang celfone.

Cnu nmn kc 2ng 2mtawag na2, pnahamak p aq.
Haay, asan na b un.
Naku! Papalapt na c Sir d2.

Bglng 2migl ang fone s kkring.
Nasa harapan na ni Yang ang Sir nyang super sungit.
Biglang nagsalita ang Sir nya,

Ms. Yang, sau b ung clfone na nagring knina?!

Opo Sir.Pasensya na po.
D n po mauul8, ewan q po nkalmutan q lang po isilent mode.

So sau pala! Pwes abot mo sa akin yng fone mo.
Dali.

Kinakabahan.

Makokonfisc8 pa yata celfone nya.
Hinanap s bag.
Nkta.
Knuha.
Sir pasensya na po, d n po mauul8.

Akn na! Dali!

Inabot.

Heto po. Sir pasensya n po tlaga.

Kinuha ang celfone.
Chinek qng sa knya nga ang 2mu2nog.
Pnatunog ang ringtone....♪♪Sugod mga kapatid. Tau ay mgsmasma iwagayway n ang bndera, rak en rol hanggang umaga... ♪♪

At nagsalita ang titser...
Tagal q nang hnahanap tong song nato.
Ibluetooth mo nga ito sakn, ano pang mga songs mo?
Pasend naman.

Isa lang naging reaksyon ng klase. Ngeee!

next "silent mode"

A Very Love Story, promise!

This is a story from a well-known university (HAU ba ito???..hehe) about a young college girl who passed away last month.
Her name was Summera. She was hit by a dumper truck. She had a boy friend named Arif. Both of them were true lovers. They always hung on the phone. You could never see her without her cell phone. In fact she also changed her phone from Smart to Globe, so both of them can be on the same network, and save on the cost and get good network coverage. She spent half of the day talking with Arif. Summera's family knew about their relationship.
Arif was very close with Summera's family. (Just imagine their love).

Before she passed away she always told her friends "If I pass away please bury me with my hand phone" she also said the same thing to her parents.

After her death, people couldn't carry her coffin, I was there. A lot of
them tried to do so but still couldn't, everybody including me, had
tried to carry the coffin, the result is still the same. Eventually, they called a Feng Shui Master. He took a stick and started speaking to himself slowly.
After a few minutes, he said "this girl misses something here". Then her friends told the Master about her intentions to bury her with her phone.
He then opened the coffin and places her phone and SIM card inside the casket. After that they tried to carry the coffin. It could be moved and they carried it into the van easily. All of us were shocked. Summera's parents did not inform Arif that Summera had passed away.

After 2 weeks Arif called Summera,s mom. Arif:"I'm coming home today. Cook something nice for me.
Dont tell Summera that I'm coming home today, I wanna surprise her." Her mother replied..... "You
come home first, I wanna tell you something very important." after he came, they told him the truth about Summera.
Arif thought that they were playing a fool. He was laughing and said
"don't try to fool me - tell Summera to come out, i have a gift for her Please stop this nonsense". Then they showed him her grave. He said... "It's not true. We spoke yesterday. She still calls me.

Arif was shaking. Suddenly, his phone rang. "See this is from Summera,
see this..." he showed the phone to Summera,s family. All of them told him to answer. He talked using the loudspeaker mode. All of them heard his conversation. Loud and clear, no cross lines, no humming. It was the actual voice of Summera & there was no way others could use her SIM card since it was nailed inside the coffin. They were so shocked and asked for the Feng Shuie Master's help again.


The Master brought his co-masters to solve this matter. He & his co-masters worked for 5 hours. Then they discovered one thing...


Globe has the best coverage. Where ever you go, their network follows (hehehehehehehe) !!!
Basta GLOBE, posible!

-this was from my email forwarded by a friend, share ko lang, hope di na sayang time mo sa kakabasa, nagenjoy ka naman di ba?,...hehehe mag Globe ka na!...hehe

Unfair ka♀♂

(nagkasalubong)

Uy!

(tumalikod. huminto. lumingon.)
Ako?

(tumango)
Oo ikaw!

Bakit?

Pwede ba tayong mag-usap?

Ano naman pag-uusapan natin?

Wala lang, usap lang tayo?

Gusto mo akong makausap, pero wala naman palang pag-uusapan?! Ano un?... Ge! Bye!
(tumalikod. naglakad.)

(napasigaw)
Sandali lang...

(huminto. humarap.)
O ano?

Iniiwasan mo ba ako?

(nagulat)
Ha?!

E para kasing iniiwasan mo ako e.

Hindi a. Bakit naman kita iiwasan?

Ewan ko sa iyo.

(nanahimik)

O sige alis na ako. May pupuntahan pa ako e.

O tingnan mo.

Ano? Nagmamadali lang talaga ako.

E bakit ka naman nagmamadali?

Bakit mo naman tinatanong?

E bakit ako, nagmamadali rin naman a.

O e iyon naman pala!

Nagmamadaling kausapin ka!

Ha?! O bakit ka naman nagmamadaling kausapin ako?

Hindi pala ako ang nagmamadali.

E ang gulo mo namang kausap! Sabi mo kanina nagmamadali kang kausapin ako, tapos ngayon... Hay! Ang gulo mo!... So hindi ikaw?

Oo, hindi nga ako.

O sino?

Gusto mong malaman kung sino?

Sino nga? O bakit ka ganyan kung makatingin? Ok ka lang ba?

Oo ok pa naman ako. Pero merong hindi ok.

(tumingin)
Sino naman?

Yung nagmamadaling kausapin ka.

Sino nga iyon?

O, wag kang magmadali, malalaman mo rin.

Bahala ka na nga. Alis na ako.
(tatalikod na sana.)

Teka lang! Heto na kakausapin ka na nya.

So asan sya?

Sandali lang. Kumukuha lang ng tiempo.

(nainis na.)
Sabihin mo sa kanya nagmamadali talaga ako, kailangan ko nang umalis.

Nandito na sya.

(tumingin)
O, asan? Asan sya?

Hmmm...
(tinitigan)

Huwag ka ngang tumingin sa akin ng ganyan.

Bakit naman?

Wala lang. Para kasing..

Parang ano?

Hay, wala.

Wala naman pala e. So, pwede na ba?

Hay, ewan ko sa iyo! Alis na talaga ako. Bye!
(tumalikod. naglakad. at naglakad.)

(sumigaw.)
Sandali lang!
Ikaw a!
Lagi ka namang ganyan!
Lagi ka namang umiiwas!
Kung iiwasan mo naman ako, pwede bang mag-request?
Pwede ba iyong hindi halata?
Alam mo ba kung bakit?
Na..
Na..
Nasasaktan ako!
O siguro di mo alam iyon no?!
Gusto mo sabihin ko sa iyo ngayon kung saan ako pupunta.. Saan ako dadaan bukas? Para di ka na mahirapan umiwas pa sa akin.
O sige para mas madali sa iyo, wag nalang ako lalamabas bukas!
Nanahimik ka na naman.
Ganyan ka naman lagi e.
Sabihin mo nga. Ano bang ginawa ko? May sinabi ba akong ikinagalit mo?
O may nagawa ba akong masama sa iyo?
Para matapos na, suntukin mo nalang ako! Tadyakin!
Sipain!
Alam mo na siguro kung bakit kita gustong kausapin no?
Alam mo na rin siguro kung sino nagmamadali?
Oo, hindi ako dahil ang puso ko ang nagmamadali,
nagmamadaling kausapin ka!
Suntukin mo na nga ako!
Suntukin para maknockout na ako!
Ayaw din kasing maknockout nitong damdamin ko. Ang damdamin ko para sa iyo!

Kaya siguro nasa loob ang puso, kasi kung nasa labas lang, dati ko pa sinuntok!
Baka sakaling maknockout na sa kakasabing..
Mahal kita!

O yan! Wala ka na namang reaksyon.
Gusto mo ulitin ko pa?
Oo mahal kita! Mahal kita!
Mahal na mahal!

O narinig mo na.
As usual.
Wala ding reaksyon.
Hindi mo ba napapansin iyon?
O sadyang binabalewala mo lang?

Ewan ko ba!
Nagtaka nga rin ako!
Di ko namalayan, mahal na pala kita.
At bakit ikaw.
Bakit ikaw pa!

Sigurado, ngayong narinig mo na, lalo mo na akong iiwasan.
Ok lang.
Ganun din naman mangyayari e.
Sabihin at hindi ko sasabihin, ganun din mangyayari.
Nakukulitan na kasi ako dito e. Gusto ka talagang kausapin.
Iniiwasan mo naman.

Meron kayang sleeping pills para sa puso lang?
Kasi, ayaw matulog nitong nararamdaman ko para sa iyo.
Kahit tulog na tulog na ako, gising na gising parin ang puso sa kakasigaw na,
mahal kita ng todo!

Ewan ko ba, kahit ayaw ko, pumapasok ka pa rin sa puso ko.
At sa pagpasok mo, hindi ko maintindihan ang sarili ko.
Kasabay kasi ng pagpasok mo, sumasaya ako.. At kasabay rin nito, nasasaktan din ako!

Sa iyo ba, kahit minsan ba, pinapasok mo ako dyan sa puso mo?
Ni minsan ba, pinadaan o pinasilip man lang?
No ID No entry ba dyan sa puso mo?!
Pahiram naman ng isa o, kahit temporary ID lang.
Isang beses lang o, masaya na ako. (broom)
Sasaya na ulit itong puso ko.
(nanahimik.)

(broom!)

Ok ka lang ba dyan?
At bakit ka pala dyan huminto? (broooom!!)
Tumabi ka nga dyan!
Tabi!
Tabi!!!
Tabi!!!! (brooooom!!!)

(bangga! tumilapon! wapak!!!)
(sumigaw!)
Hindi!!!
(tumakbo. lumapit. niyakap.)
Waaaaah! Yan ang mahirap sa iyo! Unfair ka! Ako iniiwasan mo, buti pang kotseng dumaan hindi!!!
Unfair ka! Unfair!

(nakahiga. duguan. walang malay. may hawak na sulat.)

(umiiyak. napansin ang hawak na sulat. binasa.)

---to be continued(joke!...hehe)