My friend had his cards laid out to him this afternoon. Nag-aaya pa nga ng mga kasama, or itext na lang daw namin sa kanya yung mga gusto naming ipatanong. Sabi ko sa kanya noon pa man, ayoko sumama. At ayokong magpatanong ng kahit ano about me. Kasi wala lang, feeling ko hindi tama. At ayokong pangunahan ang aking fate. And should I get accurate responses, that would just be downright freaky.

And it was.

Pagdating pa lang ni Jer, ang bungad sa kanya ay "Your job has something to do with flying, right? But you don't actually fly." Kinilabutan ako ng bongga nung kinwento nya yan. The rest, kumabog nang husto ang puso ko kasi ang freaky lang. Dahil itong si tarotero, kapag may involved na tao sa hula niya, dinedescribe pa. Height, complexion, etc. As Jer put it, they were even like, finishing each other's sentences.

Ayoko ng ganun. Parang invasion of privacy. Pero of course, you willingly subject yourself to that. With consent naman ang pagpapahula eh. Kaya nga ayokong magbigay ng consent. Coz I want things to go my way, how I want them to be. Oo, nasa akin naman yun kung magpapaapekto ako sa hula. Pero isipin nyo, pag may alam ka nang ganyang impormasyon, it would still affect you diba? You'd see things differently. Although that could help to straighten up anything that might have been derailed. Pero ayoko lang pangunahan.

And what if, yung kaibigan mong nagpahula ay nagtanong ng something about you? Something that not even you would like to acknowledge or know about? Yon. Yun ang invasion of privacy. Pero I'm not saying that Jerome did. And even if he did, keri lang. Siya naman yun. (Wag lang niya ikekwento dapat to other people other than me. haha.) Pero what if it were someone else? Yarog.

So there. Ang point ko lang, eh ayokong magpahula. Dahil ganito pala ka-freaky. Too much knowledge could kill. Especially if the're wrong.

How would we know, diba?

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Una sa lahat, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PIO!!!! Sabi ko nga kay Kaeos, na syempre hindi nga pala niya nareceive dahil wala siyang phone, "Manalo man o MANALO, magpalibre kayo kay Pio. Tutal bday naman niya!" Eh owell, you won. At may MP3 players kayo, shet ka! hahaha.

Just like Jeff, UP Pep fan din ako. Aminin natin, basketball naman ang puso ng UAAP dahil yun ang nati-TV. Kung hindi ka sports fan tulad ko, hindi ka naman eeffort manood ng games ng teams na non-televised. Kaya ang siste, nagiging UAAP = basketball. Pero dahil bugok ang Maroons sa basketball and I'm SOOOOO NOT a basketball fan, UAAP = cheerdance para sa akin. Tutal, doon naman nananalo ang UP eh.

O anyway, Dun muna tayo sa gusto kong icomment sa UAAP Cheerdance Compet. Aside from okraying squad uniforms, narealize kong isa pang nakakakuha ng atensyon ko sa cheerdance eh yung music. GRABE. Dito mo maririning yung gay-est, most rocking, most nostalgic, or ultimate WTF-why-choose-that? music. Nakakatuwa at nakakatawa.

Tinatamad akong commentan ang bawat team this year. Hindi kasi ako nakapag-notes. Kasi, pagkatapos magperform ng UP Pep, yung routine pa rin nila ang iniisip ko. ANG LUPET, SOBRAAAA!!! Yung ang galing galing na nakaka-kilabot talaga. This year's is my favorite performance na. Yung huling fave ko kasi eh yung may arnis sila at naka-capris. Kelan ba yon? O anyway, UP Pep sets the trend talaga. Last year, they were rock stars. This year, tribo naman. Not to mention the originality of music. Hands down, UP Pep. Kung sakaling hindi man kayo naging champs ulit, which I doubt, UP will still love you for this year's routine. Kasi stand out eh. At exceptional talaga.

Ganyan kagaling ang UP Pep that they touch the hearts of many. hahaha. Parang E-heads. May ganong comparison? Basta. Nakita ko pa nga yung friend ko sa TV na umiiyak. Itago na lang natin siya sa pangalang Aristotle Maglayon. Pero kaya siguro ako fan ng UP Pep, bukod sa magaling sila nang BONGGA, eh dahil malapit lang sila sa puso ko. Kasi ang dami na ring UPIS peeps na dumaan diyan. At for the past few years, naging 03-dominated din ang Pep Dancers/Drummers. Iba yung feeling na nakikita mo na yung mga kaibigan mo on TV na nananalo sa much-anticipated event every UAAP. Kung hindi mo man sila nakikita, alam mong andun sila at pumapalo. Shout-out sa mga natitirang 03 sa Pep ngayon: Pio, Kaeos, Mapat -- field demo days pa lang eh nagpapataob na kayo ng other batches. Being in the UP Pep Squad is not that different. Gumaganon!

For that, CONGRATS, UP PEP SQUAD!

Nagpunta ako sa SM Megamall kanina para bumili sana ng swimwear na unsuccessfull naman dahil 2 different sizes ako at mahal yung nagustuhan ko. For that, foot soak at body scrub naman ang nabili ko. Sanka. Pero hindi yan ang point ng aking entry.

So naglalakad ako kanina sa Mega, kakalagpas ko lang sa elevator nang biglang may lalakeng sinabihan ako ng "Yes, Miss?" Hindi ko na siya dinouble-check o nilingon pa. Pero shet, "Yes, Miss?" daw?! Mukha ba akong rumi-renta ng call boy?!

Ok, given nang may mga barumbadong utak dikya na lalake sa ating lipunan. Pero pag yang uri nila ang na-encounter mo, hindi "Yes, Miss?" ang sinasabi kung hindi "Hi, Miss!" Eh etong si call boy sa Megamall, aktong naka-sandal pa dun sa railings sa gitna ng SM. (see picture) I therefore conclude na isa siyang call boy. hahahaha. Ok, wag na nating pahabain ito, baka maging social awareness entry na at mapunta pa tayo sa diskusyon ng impact ng Philippine economy sa daily practices ng bawat social subclass or the other way around. At baka seryosohin niyo, may I just say na hindi ko sure kung call boy ba siya. Mukha lang siyang stereotypical call boy. At wag nyo akong hihiritan ng "don't judge a book by it's cover" o ng "this is no laughing matter," bilang observant at creative lang talaga akong tao. Hmpf.




Ganyan yung sinasabi kong parang call boy. Yung nakatambay sa mga railings somewhere. Yung mga tambay sa mall, naaalala ko, na-feature yan sa Imbestigador. hahaha.


Moving on, kailangan ko lang ding i-share na nakita ko sa Mexicali si Dindin Moreno, drummer ng Parokya ni Edgar, kasama ang family niya. Eh nahiya akong magpapicture, and for that, hindi ko pa rin naisasabuhay ang magpapapicture dapat twing may celeb encounter. Kung may kasama lang sana ako na mag-aaya at mangunguna sa picturan, as Jerjer put it, "Gora itetchiwa ng photoshoot! Go ever go ever! Celebritich itei!" But I was alone, at tinablan ako ng hiya. Bow.

Yesterday was family day at the Manila Ocean Park. Whatever. hahaha. Thinking that since it's the Holy Week and most people will be at home, mom decided to take us to Ocean Park. Ok, she was wrong. First off, the Manila Ocean Park doesn't have rides like the one in HKG. So basically, the MOP is just a big museum that's still in the works. Also, we all know how undisciplined we Pinoys could be, so MOP + packs of families + one hot summer day = Ultimate Chaos. Let's give the MOP a chance though. Since there are parts of the park that are not fully operational yet, let's just hope that once these sections open to the public, everything will be more organized. In the meantime, I would not suggest that you spend time at the MOP if you plan on having fun this summer. A day at your local palengke or pet shop would give you the same experience, pero di sing-mahal.

Ok, I'm sorry for discouraging you to visit the MOP, pero hindi kasi talaga ako nag-enjoy. Daig pa ang enrollment sa haba ng pila, eh pag enrollment nga, nakakadiskarte ako para hindi na lang pumila. Aside from that, palengke feel talaga. Hoards of families were in Ocean Park yesterday--families with screeching little kids. Para akong nasa day-care center, at seryosong ang kukupad kumilos ng mga tao doon. Parang pila sa concert nina Pops Fernandez at Sharon Cuneta circa 1980's. Parang pila sa Wowowee. And I tell you, what I'm saying is no exaggeration:






Mapapaaway lang ako kung magpa-practicum ako doon. Super piss-off, bitch-up moment talaga kahapon. Mainit na nga, siksikan pa. To think na relatively sosyal na establishment ang pinuntahan mo. Ok fine, soft opening kasi. Pero hello? Eh ako pa naman, pag nilalagay nyo ako sa mataong lugar in that kind of atmosphere, nagkakasala ako. Day off kung day off talaga kahapon, kamusta naman. Meron pang babaeng nakasuot ng "I'm not a bitch. I'm the bitch. And to you, I'm Miss Bitch." Classic example ng I love the shirt pero siya ang nagsuot; at pag morena ka, i-assess mo muna kung keri mo ang hot pink. Ay josko, migraine kung migraine.

So nung finally, nakapasok na kami sa Ocean Park, as in sa mismong museo... nako, anong sinabi ng walang konsepto ng carrying capacity? As in labu-labo lang ang mga tao sa loob, parang mga bata sa loob ng giant swimball. Hmpf. MOP has great potential naman eh, management of visitors lang ang problema. Pero with our nature na hindi marunong magbasa ng sign boards, hindi ko alam kung paano iwo-work out ito ng MOP management. (Hello, shout out.)

Anyway, nasabi ko na bang hindi ako nag-enjoy? Paano ba naman, ang hirap din kumuha ng picture doon. Talagang e-effort ka para makakuha ng magandang picture. Wala tuloy akong 50 First Dates at Romeo and Juliet picture. Halos lahat ng kuha namin eh yung mga lamang-tubig lang. So para lang kaming nagpicture para sa field trip requirement. Eh aba, mas may close encounter pa ako with the sea creatures nung MS1 field trip namin sa Galera. (Oh, and for that, I NEED an underwater camera! shet!)




The only good photo we have.
other pics @ multiply


Odiba, fish in tanks lang talaga. As in, in obviously fake environment pa. Hinihintay ko na nga lang madaanan namin yung tangke ni Alice Dixson as Dyesebel eh. Mas appealing pag ganon diba?

well, anyway, hindi ko lang siguro naenjoy kasi nga exaggeratedly mainit ang panahon tapos ang dami pang tao. Siguro pag open na completely ang Ocean Park, babalik ako. Siguro. And hopefully, by that time, hindi na marami ang tao at magawa ko na yung 50 First Dates at Romeo and Juliet photoshoot ko. I thank you.