What Kind of Friends Do I Have?

All of us have our own sets of friends. All of them different. All of them we like. or do we ?

All day I’ve felt so gloomy, one of my friends said so. I’m not really sure why but I feel so empty. Just empty. Some thing's missing. I needed company, but I just can't find the right one. And then it hit me, what kind of friends do I have?

Here's a list of different categories that my friends fall under.

1. Hypocrites

We all know the type. They say something so good like as if it's the most perfect thing to say and lecture you every time you do something wrong as if you're the worst person to walk on this planet when they themselves don't even do it.

Just a while ago I was told that's it's prohibited to, well do something (something i have no intention of mentioning) then a few moments later, he/she was the one making suggestions to do such a thing.

2. Charlatans

The great pretenders. Who couldn't miss them when they're just right there, sitting in front of you, pretending to be something they're not, trying to grab everyone's attention and making others feel like they're less superior.

Just moments ago I was talking with a friend about something and an issue about a certain minority was brought up. Apparently this friend of mine didn't want to mingle with these minorities for reasons I can't even tell. And he/she claims that he/she is their friend, that he/she is concerned, he/she empathizes with these kind of people and I just thought 'whatever!'.

3. Royals

Arrogant rich people who flaunts their wealth for everyone to see... and hear... and read.

They don't miss a second to talk about what they have or what they own or what they did and gonna do next or the things that they want to buy and are going to buy. They talk about it, write about it and do whatever just to spread the information about their overflowing wealth and lavish lifestyle.

They run their cars like there's no tomorrow like they're on a death race or something just so everyone could hear the power of their engine. They wear signature clothing and know all the high end clothing line. They have all the latest gadgets and they do their own version of "Cribs" where they feature the beauty of their own cribs in their own productions so everyone knows the life he/she lives. Didn't they know that it's tacky? Not to mention pathetic.

4. Misfits

These kinds of people still puzzles me. No matter what they do or how hard they try, they just won't blend in. and what's worse is that, they're not the rebellious, anti-conformist types who just don't want to blend in but rather they're the wannabes who just won't fit. And because of this, they try to pretend to be someone they're not. Their like the charlatans but far less believable. At least that charlatans have the ability to actually pull their pretensions off, the latter couldn't even come up with one simple (believable) lie.

They have excuses for everything.

5. Brittle Stars

Their the most sensitive of the bunch. They could crash and burn with the slightest touch. I mean seriously, what could be so harsh that you have to react (or overreact) emotionally to every encounter you have with another person? geez. If you have immunity problems, wear something, a mask, a coat, anything to cover you up. Anything to protect you from the dust and the dirt this world offers. You're taking everyone down with you with all your depressions and heartaches or whatever it is you're crying about.

6. Oscillators

Mood swings anyone? They're related to the brittle stars but they're not too sensitive but just as unstable. They're so unpredictable. I don't even know why I hang out with them.

They're the leader types who does have the ability to lead but the problem is, they can't handle it. In the end, just like the brittle stars, they crash and burn and what's worse, they propagate the tension building inside them, the unstable vibes to the people surrounding them.

7. Peasants

The poor ones who just like the Great Disciples below follows everything the others tell them unless they do their smooth escape. They are impressed by everything the others are doing. They applaud everything the people around make and even give good remarks about their accomplishments only so they could escape the responsibilities thrusted upon them. Their excuse, they're poor, they're unskilled, they can't do this. Whatever. Poor my ass.

8. Great Disciples

The great followers of our time. They just do whatever they're told without questioning the methods or the goals of what they are doing. they have no backbone and has no say in anything. They just follow, follow and follow. Go with the flow the others are making for them.

9. Cerebros

The brainy ones. The know-it-alls. The annoying genius people. They are like walking encyclopedias or maybe walking journals/papers depending on their interest. They are the young intellectuals who think and act as if they invented the planet. They like to correct you when you're wrong and rub that mistake on your face. Leader material... of a one man/woman team. His/her own team.

10. Missing Ideals

The perfect ones, or at least close to perfect, that are missing in action. they are gone and nowhere to be found. They're the perfect friend because they don't project any of the above mentioned qualities or any other negative qualities for that matter but the problem is, they don't exist. They're just not there.

There are many more I could add to this list but these ten are the most obvious among the kind. There are friends that exhibit the same qualities as mentioned above but not to the point that it becomes their signature quality. Just like us, they're people and I wouldn't take that against them.

I hate myself for befriending them. But what can I do now, I already love them.

And that my friend, is the one that binds us all together.

I'm Not Gonna Kill Myself for a Damn Commitment

I think that's just about it. I'm not gonna kill myself for a damn commitment. Any commitment for that matter.

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I'm not a superhero who could save you whenever you're in deep shit.

I'm not a genie in your god forbidden lamp you could rub to grant your everyday wishes.

I'm not a convenience store you could go to, open 24/7 to satisfy your immediate needs.

I'm not a 1-800 hotline you could call to serve you in no time.

I'm not a pizza delivery guy expected to be on your doorstep wtihin minutes.

I'm not a Fedex counter you could go to to have things delivered in an instant.

I'm not a resident physician you could page to give you the shots whenever you need it.

You get the point...

I'm just not what you want me to be.

I'm sick and tired of all the whining and ranting.

Of issues and conflicts between you and your so-called friends.

I am, without a doubt, the worst candidate alive for a commitment.

But, conversely, that's also the reason that I'm the best candidate.

Because as strongly as I was opposed to the idea, now that I'm behind it, I am as fervently and passionately committed.

I'm in love with you. I'd give you anything, I'd do anything, I'd be anything...

to make you happy.

But please, don't ever think I'd give you my life.

What could I possibly give or do when I'm dead? My soul?

Give me a break. I need some sleep!
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Everything written above is figurative. I mean, come on, I'm not that cheesy. But one thing is true, it's about love and my commitment to it. The one written below is one of my favorite tv quotes.

I don't wanna be with someone who sacrificed their life and called it love...
- B.K.

Wee Hours at Starbucks

I never really thought that I'm gonna be spending this much time drinking coffee and tea and eating sweets in place like Starbucks. I mean come on. Six hours of talking and drinking from 8pm til 2 in the morning. Who does that? Apparently, us.

We went to Starbucks, after having separate dinners, to have a little chat about things going on in our lives and of course, in COSCA. I just had my exam that day and so I really needed some time to chill/unwind and this was, I think, one of the best ways to do that. We ordered our drinks, we had our own share of sweet delights and started to chat. Apparently, there are a lot of things going on around me that I did not know about right under my nose. There were issues, again, much like last year but in a different way, involving different people. There was something about a certain miscommunication, about being uncooperative, tasks, responsibilities, a blog, a crush, a project hoarder, an attention getter, an uptight dick who knows nothing but to put pressure on everyone else, about being behind, being above, being under and so on.

There are times that we think we know what's happening around us based on what we see and hear but then we realize how little we know of these things and to our surprise, there are more to them than meets the eye. This was it. I was so worked up by my academics that I didn't even notice these things, or maybe I have noticed but turned a blind eye on them so as not to add more stress to my already stressed up life. (haha, well it worked).

It's interesting to know how much one person could discover in just one night of serious conversation.

Rubik Madness

I HAVE SOLVED IT!!!

WAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! I am so happy!

T'was just my 21st birthday yesterday and now I have finally solved the Rubik's cube. I am so excited because this is my first time solving that thing. ALL SIX SIDES. I bought, or at least my parents did, a Rubik's Cube back when I was 7 years old. I was a kid back then (obviously) and my patience then and now... let's just say I was never patient (ever!) and I easily get frustrated, not to mention grumpy,  when I can't figure out things and when things just don't go my way. I guess I was a little spoiled back then, but I was able to do away with it but then eventually it was replaced with my being a control freak. That didn't help much.

As I was saying (or typing), I was never patient and I just like things to go the way I want them to and that piece of cube was way too challenging for a seven year old (or so I thought) and it just wouldn't turn smoothly (sometimes, you know when it just gets stuck and you don't know why and you just have to turn it the other way around). It was really annoying at times and so I just threw the damn thing aside and forgot all about it. I think this was the reason I developed my being a rage-aholic everytime I see clutter and just couldn't find the thing I'm looking for. I just throw things in every direction to let the world know that I'm mad and that I need to find the damn thing like yesterday.

Anyway, back to the topic, I forgot all about it until the Rubik's Cube madness was back. I mean, everywhere I look (on campus at least) I see people walking with a cube in their hands twisting and turning to put the colors back to where they belong. And just last Friday, I saw a classmate of mine solve the cube TWICE in less than 30 minutes. Can you believe? Twice!. I never thought that solving the cube was for real and never saw anyone actually do it. I mean, our class ended early and he started solving the thing and before we left the room, he had already finished it and so he jumbled the cube again and just when the professor for our next class arrived, he was done solving it. And so I thought, maybe I'd give it another try. And so I did.

I started Saturday morning just before leaving home for my Lasaret and brought it with me so I could solve it while on the bus, unfortunately, I fell asleep and the entire Lasaret was just filled with activities that I couldn't find the time to solve it and even if we did have some free time, I had to do something else like brush my teeth, take a bath, eat or take my own picture. That self-timing photoshoot alone would take me forever to perfect, so how on earth would I be able to solve the Rubik's cube right?

When I came back home, I was too tired to even try. I woke up late this morning (or afternoon) watched some dvd to really wake me up. Around 3pm, I started solving again, while watching the sixth season of Smallville. I was able to solve the upper two layers fast, but then I was stuck with the bottom layer for hours. I just couldn't figure out how I would turn the cube so that all the squares in the bottom are in their right position and orientation without ruining the upper layers of the cube. But what the heck, I was almost there, all I gotta do is try and finish it.

To make a long story short, I eventually did. And I'm HAPPY! Soooooo happy!

I have pictures and even a video to prove it. WAHAHAHAHA!

Inday Part 2

Guys, I'm sorry for not telling you soon. I'll be leaving in a few days. I'm having my despedida party on Friday, 12th of October ath the Hiphop VIP Lounge Embassy, The Fort. I just invited a few friends so you presence will be greatly appreciated. Bar opens by 10pm. See ya.

- Txt ni Inday sa friends niya.. pauwi kasi ng probinsya

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Sa resto:

WAITER: Ano po order nila ma'am?

AMO: Yung fried chicken meal na lang. Ikaw Inday, ano sa'yo?

INDAY: I would like to partake of a dish of sautedd pork and chicken, boiled in thick essence of soy and cane extracts, with copious amounts of garlic, onion and laurel, sprinkled generously with fine spices and served with a generous helping of root crop and a helping of rice.

AMO: Adobo with rice daw.

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Overnight inaral ng amo ni Inday ang dictionary para may pangtapat siya kay Inday.

AMO: So Inday tell me, how do you accept the fact that you are just a mere chambermaid in this extravagant mansion?

INDAY: Una camerera? Eres tan pathetic. La unica razon que inscribi tu casa es porque nada esta sucediendo dentro de tu casa cuasi-agradable. Quisiera traer una poca clase en este hogar pero conjeturo que no puedo porque esta casa es fea.

AMO: Gago!

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"Bienvenu aux Philippines! J'espere que vouz aimerez votre sejour. Madame vous attend a la maison a Davao. Elle m'a demande de venir vouz chercher ici a l'aeroport. Est-ce que vous avez tout ce qu'il faut avant que nous puissions aller dans le centre? Avez-vous deja mange?"

- sinundo ni Inday ang French na friend ng amo sa airport.

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Hey, are you doing anything tonight? Can you join me for a few drinks? Don't worry, my treat. Sky is the limit. Just want somebody to talk to. He left me for that bitch!

We can meet up at Capone's and then afterwards we can go to Embassy.

- Inday, sawi sa pag0ibig ni Dudung. (siyett! sa Capone's pa iinom, TOTYAL)

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AMO: Inday, anong ginawa mo ngayong araw?

INDAY: I went to the market and found out that the prices of sugar rose by 2php, chicken by 10php and cabbage by 2php. As a result, the AD curve shifts to the right, increasing also the interest rate. So from now on, you have to give me a higher budget in order to move the AS curve to the right and restore the equilibrium.

AMO: Ear and nose bleed.

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Guess what? The not-so-stunning guy keeps on staring at my newly manicured nails while the copy-cat-freaks envy my stylishly cut mane. Unfortunately, after a great day at the spa, I have to step on this muddy and stinking place just to purchase some veggies!

-Inday, nakikipagchikahan sa tindera sa palengke.

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DRIVER: Inday, ang ganda mo ngayon ah. Sabay naman tayo kumain minsan.

INDAY: Awww... I'm impressed by the courage you have to utter those sweet metaphorical words. It's quite flattering, but duhh? I am not hte type who is easy to get.

DRIVER: (natulala)

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Jeepney driver: Hoy! Bat 6 lang ang binayad mo? 7 na ang pamasahe ngayon!

Inday: I'm currently enrolled in a 2-year vocational course in an academic institution. Therefore, I'm a student and by this fact, I am entitled to have the inalienable right to avil of a certain discount on my jeepney fare. This is why I provided a payment less than what you expected because that is according to the law, as stated in the fare matrix.

Driver: Aww...Taray!

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Inday sa Deal or No Deal:

Kris: Sharmel, before you open the briefcase, I would like to thank Figliarina by Schubizz for my shoes, Bambi Fuentes for my hair and make-up, Pepsi Herrera for my gown tonight.

Inday: Ahh, ma'am Kris, can I thank a few people a well?

Kris: Sure Inday:

Inday: I would like to thank Frank Provost for my hair and make-up, Jimmy Choo for my shoes, and Oscar Dela Renta for my gown tonight, also to the people of Cartier for my jewelry.

Kris: (walk-out)

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Ano and sinabi ni Dr. Jose Rizal kay Inday?

Rizal: Inday, ang hindi magmahal sa sariling wika ay mas masahol pa sa halimaw at malansang isda.

Inday: Thank you for your wonderful word of wisdom, but don't you know that I already read all your writings, unfortunately I was really disappointed because majority of your novels were written in Spanish and Latin. So therefore you are the ultimate violator of your own aphorism.

Tarya talaga ni Inday!

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Driver: Inday, and ganda mo ngayon ah. Sabay naman tayo kumain minsan.

Inday: Awww, I'm impressed by the courage you have to utter those sweet metaphorical words. It's quite flattering, but duhhh!!? I am not the type who is easy to get.

Driver: (natulala)

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Jeep driver: HOY!!! Bat 6 lang and binayad mo? 7 na ang pamasahe ngayon!.

Inday: I'm currently enrolled in a 2-year vocational course in an academic institution. Therefore, I'm a student and by this fact, I am entitled to have the inalienable right to avail of a certain discount on my jeepney fare. This is why I provided a payment less than what you expected because that is according to the law as stated in the fare matrix.

Awww... taray!

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Amo: Inday, masakit ang tiyan ko.

Inday: Ma'am, if you're having pain in your right iliac region, you're maybe suffering from inflammation of your appendix or what we know as appendicitis and if it's just in your right lumbar region, it must be your feces trying to see the world but having a hard time doing so.

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Don't limit my capacity in the four corners of this luxurious abode. Expose me to the real challenges of the outisde world. I want to grow as an individual with dynamic experiences.

-Inday, nagrereklamo kasi ayaw isama sa enchanted kingdom.

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La Bore @ Oreo

Latin and Oreo has nothing to do with this blog entry. I'm just bored to death with what I am doing right now, I just can't seem to understand the point of all my lab subjects this term. And mind you, I am taking up 6 units worth of lab courses this term (6 subjects, 3 hours each), meaning, I have to spend 18 hours of worthless lab subjects every week and all of them requiring reports to be submitted the week after which requires me to waste at least one hour for each report, which then affect my already filled-up schedule because I have to type datas, observations, analyses and conclusions plus all the other things that have to be typewritten ,which doesn't really have to be typewritten to begin with because they've already been typed before, which then screws up my entire week.

Quite frankly, they're pointless, not to mention, unproductive and boring. Just this afternoon, I was having this lab course and I just can't do anything really worth doing. The experiment was just making me wish I was dead.

Who would've thought that lab courses would be this much fun! Whoopi!

Tumatagalog na si Inday!

OMG, kaka-receive ko lang nito at hindi ako mapakali kasi sobrang benta sakin. hehe.

Hindi na nag-eenglish si Inday!

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Amo:

Mula ngayon, walang magsasalita ng Ingles. Ang sinumang magpadugo ng ilong ko at ng mga anak ko, palalayasin sa pamamahay na'to! Maliwanag ba?

Inday:

Ang mga namutawi sa inyong mga labi ay mataman ko pong iiimbak sa sulok ng aking balintataw, sa kaibuturan ng aking puso, gugunamgunamin, aariing salik ng aba at payak kong kabatiran. Tatalikdan ang matayog at palalong banyagang wika, manapay kakalingain, bibigkasin at sakdal timyas na sasambitin ng aking sangkalooban.

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O diba, di na siya nag-Eenglish, pero nosebleed pa rin!

Tanginang Morning

Tanginang morning talaga I swear. I can't believe pa rin what happened kanina. Sobrang hell talaga. If you could only imagine lang my cute face kanina, sobrang galit na.

Anyway, so yun nga diba, my morning was like hell kanina, let me tell you the whole story. After typing my latest reviews kanina here sa multiply, I left home na to go to school. So I was two and a half hours early knina when I left kaya I was expecting na makakarating ako ng school an hour before my first class. Pero noooooooohhh. A series of tanginang unfortunate events was thrown upon me na ang only pagitan lang between the events were like, minutes lang talaga.

So yun na nga diba, I left home early tapos sumakay me ng tricycle only to find out na traffic na sa loob pa lang ng subdivision. Pero that time ok lang kasi I was thinking na I still have an hour to spare so what diba kung ma-late ng konti eh I'm like an hour early pa kaya.

So after nung not-your-average-everyday-tricycle-travel-time trip, I was on the highway na to find myself an FX. To hell talaga with the effin' local government kasi until now, ginagawa pa rin the damn roads and it was like taking forever na, not to mention the traffic that the palpak project causes and the putik that it generates. It was sobrang kadiri talaga when I was waiting for an FX eh I was wearing pa naman something black for a foot wear, eh mud looks gross kaya on dark colored shoes.

So anyway, I finally found an FX going to MRT right? So I thought i could relax na pero when I looked at the time I was 30 minutes advance na lang before my first class. My class kasi was 1030 and it was 9am na on my watch. It was ok lang for me kasi I won't be late pa naman, I just want to be early sa school para I could do something pa before going to class.

Come MRT station, people inside the FX were going like tsk tsk tsk and I was like why? When I left the FX, "OH MY GAWD". The MRT Station sa North Avenue was like puno ng tao. Public commuters were everywhere at yung pila was so long na even the entire kahabaan of EDSA was used as pilahan. As in ang haba talaga ng line and so I thought, "No way", it will take me forever kaya to ride the train kung ganun kahaba ang pila. Not to mention na I'm gonna make siksikan pa with a crowd na I don't know kung saan nanggaling plus the baho and init of the atmosphere because of the pawis these people generate. Kasi naman the MRT Station at North Avenue, sobrang liit, eh they know naman na people are gonna be flocking to that side of the station kasi it's the start of the line and maraming people from the northern part of Metro Manila are taking MRT to go to work. Tapos the security gurads pa are anak ng pagong sa kabagalan when checking passenger items. Dapat kasi the MRT officials invest na in Xray scanners like the ones they use in airports para mas mabilis ang checking and mas mabilis makapasok sa station kasi when you look at the platform, it was so empty kay, people are crowded lang along the stairs and elevators kasi they had to make pila pa because of the security crap.

Eto pa, I don't know kung bakit there are stupid people in the world, I mean, these people take the MRT everyday eh why pa do they have to fall in line and buy a ticket every time when they could just buy the stored value? Don't they know ba na it's cheaper compared to buying tickets everyday? Dagdag lang sila sa crowd that causes traffic sa MRT.

I don't talk like this pero since I was so pissed off kanina, I adopted na lang cofibean's style of writing para everyone knows how much I'm upset. So yun na nga diba, ang daming tao sa MRT so I took the bus na lang to Cubao para I could ride LRT Line 2 instead, kasi MRT kanina was hopeless. It was 9:30 when I rode the bus, I was still thinking na I'm gonna make it on time for my first class despit the fact na ubos na lahat ng reserve minutes ko. Pero hello, pagdating ng bus at Quezon Avenue, movement existed only along the sidewalks. SOOOOOOBRAng traffic as in. So I waited na lang a little kasi I was thinking na maybe the traffic will pass. Pero no. Naisip ko tuloy, sana sa Monumento na lang ako pumunta. It was such a wrong decision to go to Cubao. It was so traffic pero I can't go down kasi pedestrian lanes or the Eyesore Pink MMDA Overpass' were nowhere to be found. Tangina kasi the MRT eh, why pa kasi is it not built underground para people can cross pa rin EDSA when traffic, eh now look, you want to cross pero you can't kasi nakaharang the MRT line.

So yun, pagdating ng GMA station, I was all, "MA PARA!". I can't go this way. I have to go back. I was literally running na talaga to go to GMA-Kamuning station. I thought maybe walang tao dito and I could just take the MRT instead kahit sobrang puno, I'm gonna try my luck na lang and try to make siksik na rin with the crowd. Pero, oh well, as expected, hanggang labas din ang pila. So there it was. I am officially going to be late. I was running my way up the station to make it on the other side and then down again para sumakay ng another bus going to Monumento. Tangina pa the people in the line, they were blocking my way pa, eh I was literally running na nga trying to catch the time tapos they were all relaxed pa not making way for me to go as if not to care na nagmamadali na ako. As if naman I care about them noh? If I was born with no manners, I would have been kicking their asses off para lang umais sila sa daan ko kanina.

Tapos when I was finally riding the bus going to Monumento, the driver pa was stopping at all the bus stops he could find. As if it wasn't enough, they were taking so much time pa waiting for more passengers. Kulang na lang eh they park na the bus sa sidewalk so that they could wait for passengers all day. Kupal talaga the buses going to UE Letre Monumento.

1030. Ok so I'm late, but I'm not at school yet. Pababa pa lang ako ng bus and this time, I couldn't run anymore kasi aside from being really tired, I was kind of hopeless na rin to make it in time, I mean hellooooo, I was late na rin naman. It's not as if I could do anything about it, so why pa do I have to exhaust all my remaining energy running to the LRT station when I could just relax and think of a good alibi for my professor.

10:40. Finally nakasakay na ako ng LRT.

11:10. I went to class. It was such a long walk from Vito Cruz station to Andrew and then ninth floor. Next time na I have class at Andrew and I'm on a serious time pressure, I'll go down na lang at Quirino station. I just noticed earlier na its nearer Andrew than Vito Cruz.

So there. That was my morning. Sobrang detailed ba? Naiisip ko na kasi lahat ng gusto ko sabihin kanina when I was on the bus.

The Ederlyn and Inday TXTserye

I'm pretty sure everyone in my network uses Globe and they avail the unlitxt promo. Everyone who uses Globe's unlitxt promo since its dawn in the Philippine texting industry would pretty much have an idea who on Earth is ederlyn and Inday, right?

Anyway, apparently, their story's are connected and they are gaining popularity among sms subscribers making their way to sms stardom. Sobrang benta ng story nila, Ederlyn being the anonymous friend wannabe, a college girl from a prestigious university and Inday the ever so intellectual muchacha, and now, I have the compilation of them all.

I swear, matutuwa ka reminiscing the moments you were reading their story on your phone. haha.

It all started when Ederlyn invited people summer last year to join her in a summer getaway in Puerto Galera, all expense paid

"Uy! Sama ka samin, punta kasi kami ng friends ko sa Puerto next thursday, until sunday na un.. Ako na bahala sa foods and transpo, pati na rin sa tutuluyan natin may kamag-anak naman kami dun eh.. ha? Asahan kita..

- Ederlyn

Of course the usual reaction would be, "Sino siya?". then everything else happened.

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Add niyo naman ako sa friendster nyo. Kainis kayo, di nyo man lang ako ina-add. Tampo na ako. Seryoso ako!
ederlyn_here@yahoo.com

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Bakit nyo ba pinagdidiskitahan ang pinsan kong si ederlyn? Magbasa nalang kayo ng Tinig.com!

- Ederic

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patay na si EDERLYN, nasagasaan sya kanina ng truck sa cubao!

- UNKNOWN WITNESS #1

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wag po kayong maniwala sa mga nagkakalat ng chismis na patay na ko…andito lang ako sa kapitbahay namin nagvi-videoke kasi bday ng tatay nya.

- Ederlyn

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“Please stop texting anything about Ederlyn, kung sino mang bruha ang magkakalat, please stop it, This is not right, im serious..

- Cheverlyn (kapatid na bakla ni ederlyn)”

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SINO SI EDERLYN?” text promo! Win a chance to meet and greet Ederlyn LIVE! Just txt EDERLYN GUESS and send to 2366. Text na!

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Sa mga tao pong nagtatanong at hindi nakakakilala kay Ederlyn, girlfriend ko po siya. - Arman

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Ako ang magpapalubog sayo Ederlyn…abangan mo ang ningning ko.

- Chona Mae (upcoming star)

Pakipasa po para sumikat ako.

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Ui, invited daw tayo sa birthday ni Ederlyn bukas. kita kita na lang tayo dun. text text na lang.

- Ace

Sino ba yun? Kilala mo? Finorward lang sa kin eh! hehe!

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Guys, e2 nga pala ung number ni ederlyn 0919*******, hinahnap nya kau kanina, pwde p daw kaung humbol, naku nagt2mpo n un sa inyo, bt d nyo man lang dw bnati, pktxt nyo na lng, yngatz.

- Almira, pinsan ni ederlyn, (todo na to!) lumalaki n ang angkan nila, hehe!Ü

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Oist, ba’t di ka ngpunta sa birthday ko? Andun kaming lahat. Tatampo ko sa ’yo, parang di ka nasabihan :(

- Ederlyn

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Chona Mae, anak, ipaghahanda din kita s birthday mo. Tatalbugan natin party ni Ederlyn. Hahaha!”

- Aling Claudia, nanay ni Chona Mae n kapitbahay ni Ederlyn. Woohoo!

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NAGBABAGANG REBELASY0N.

Madaming nagttnong! Kinukuwestyon ang pagkatao nya! Ngaun, handa na siyang humarap sa publiko at sagutin lahat ng katanungan sa kanya. Ilalabas na din nya ang kanyang hinanakit sa diumanong nilangaw n birthday celebrati0n nya. EDERLYN babasagin na ang katahimikan!

EXKLUSIBO, LIVE S THE BUZZ!  - JaN 14 EPISODE. ÜÜ

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Medyo inde nyo muna malalaman mga mangyayari sa aking buhay… Mag su-sun na ksi ako..! Mga fans lipat nrn keo……

- Ederlyn

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At hanggang sa umeksena na si Inday, ang katulong nina Ederlyn. Pumasok si Inday bilang katulong nina Ederlyn last June lang.. Baguhan siya kaya medyo wala pang masyadong alam sa pagiging katulong.. Isang araw, inutusan ni Ederlyn si Inday:

"Ederlyn: Inday! Pagkatapos mong maglaba, linisin mo buong bahay pati kisame at kaskasin mo yung tiles ng dalawang pool! Paliguan mo na yung tatlong aso at magluto ka na ng hapunan dahil maya-maya lang, darating na ang sir mo. Tapos, pumunta ka kina Mrs Rosales, dalhin mo yung apat na malalaking kahon. Bumili ka na din ng isang galing mantika, ketchup, toyo, 10 sardinas, 20 corned beef, 30 century tuna, 15 maling, at isang sakong bigas. Oh, heto pera. Sakto yan. Maglakad ka na lang at strike mga tricycle ngayon, okay?


Inday: TANG INA MO!"

Simula nun, nabuwisit na si Ederlyn sa kanya. Pero sa halip na sisantihin niya si Inday ay pinag-alsa balutan niya to at ipinadala sa Inglatera para doon mag-aral ng good manners and right conduct.

Makalipas ang 2weeks, dahil crash course lang naman ang kinuha ni Inday (kagaya nang kay Angel Locsin) ay bumalik na ito at muling sumabak sa pagkakatulong. Ngunit isang napakabagong Inday ang nasaksihan nina Ederlyn. Basahin mong lahat ito:

People ask, why fall in love when being hurt is a certainty..
My answer?
It makes me feel alive!
Coz wether I feel the greatest hurt or the greatest love..
There is sheer bliss or flood of tears..
I'm on top of the world or at the bottom of the sea..
It made my heart beat fervently..
I tell you, I'd rather fall in love over & over again than to blend in w/ millions of heartless zombies who resolved to play safe..


- payo ni Inday kay Ederlyn na ayaw na mainlove..

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That was the last time na nasa eksena si Ederlyn. Apparently, Inday resigned submitting a very well-versed resignation letter. (Sana may kopya ako. Na-receive kno na yun before kaya lang na-delete ko na).

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Ma'am / Sir

I hereby tender my irrevocable resignation as your employee, effective today. It has been a pleasant stay in your company, but owing to persnal reasons I am compelled to move on. I would like to thank you and your good managementfor the wonderful experience accorded to me during my stay in your company.

Yours truly,

Inday

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Then after that, she looked for a new job and finally landing an interview with her new amos.

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i beliv tht my traind skils & xpertise in managemnt with d use of stndrd tools, & my discipline & xperienc wil contrbute sgnfcantly 2d value of wrk tht u want,my creativty,productvty & wrk-efficncy & da hi qualty of outcomes i cn ofer wil boost d work progres

-sagot ni inday sa bgo nyang ppasukan! LuFeT!

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I am solitary. I find it hard to succumb into slumber. Yhough the downpour of rain should've made it easy. This exuberent emotional glue I have for you cannot be simply washed away. The multiplicity of what I feel for you is inevitable. This isn't platonic. It's real, true romance.

- INDAY, nag eemote sa may bintana, habang iniisip si dodong,ang bf nia..

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" I stay awake in the coldness of the darkened sky contemplating why, for some reasons, has my emptiness made itself manifests, extending to that niche where i was given life and growth, that because of austerity i was made seperated from...."

- INDAY habang ndi makatulog dahil na-ho-homesick . d=D

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Physical stress and excessive work may result to serious damage to one's body. It is therefore essential that once in a while, we take a break from our usual routine to replenish our lost energy.

- sagot ni Inday sa amo nya nang ayaw siya payagan mag-day-off.

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Dear Sir/Madam,

Attached herewith is a list of proposed acquisition in line with my proposal to upgrade your household facilities. I have already made initial survey of the current market prices. Note however that prices could vary depending on the prevailing exchange rate and aggregate supply and demand which we also monitor on an hourly basis.

- Inday, nagpapaalam mamalengke

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Amo: Inday dba nan0od ka ng d buzz?

Inday: Opo.Bkt mam?

Amo: bkt dw umlis c Angel Locsin sa GMA7?

Inday: Sumtyms,people chus 2 leave not becoz of selfsh reasons but becoz dey just know dat thngs wil get worse if deyl stay.Leavng can b a tough act,& its hardr wen people cant undrstand u 4 doing so.

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Potatoes, when consumed in their raw state, are rapidly converted to glucose that raises insulin levels because of its simple sugar...when cooked in high temperature like french fries, they produce large amounts of free radicals in the body causing aging, clotting, inflammation, and cancer. 1 french fry is worse dan 1 cigarette.

- Inday (sagot nya sa amo nung tanungin xa kung bakit di sya nagluto ng french fries)
nuritionist din pala si inday

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"Heavy fire exerted by the stimulus affected the best conductor of heat which is the steel,causing the Oriza Sativa to change it's state of color,smell as well as the taste."


-sagot ni inday ng tanungin siya ng amo kung bakit nasunog ang sinaing.

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Bloody hell!!!
What's the rubbish that has landed on my fantabulous top? What I meant was, I had spent the entire day just to make myself look glamorous.I need to have this filthy thing removed in a whip wham of time!

- Inday, nag matalsikan ng mantika habang nagluluto.

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A change in the weather patterns might have occured causing havoc to affected surroundings.. the way debris are scattered indicated that the gust of wind is going northeast.. causing damage to the path it is going..


-sagot ni inday sa amo nung tinanong kung ba't nagkalat ang basura sa likod ng bahay

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Listening to the nonsense talk about someone's life is a pathetic way of entertainment..it doesn't contribute to the good of society..i hate character assassinators!..

- reklamo ni inday nang natsismis siya ng kapitbahay.

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It has come to my attention that vicious rumors about me which amount to nothing more than hearsay are being propagated by you throughout the community. I demand that you cease and desist immediately or I will be forced to take unsavory measures against you.

- Inday, kaaway ang tsismosang kapitbahay.

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It's not that i dont like you. Its just that i feel we're still to young to entertain thoughts of fornication in the domicile of our employers. In fact, its very immature to insuate that i dont reciprocate ur emotions just because i decline to perform an act of coitus with you.

- inday, nireject si dodong na makipagsex

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Love, a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart that weakens the brain causes the eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.

- inday, gumagawa ng blog entry sa multiply account niya..

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Off you go! Under no circumstances this house would relent to such unabashed display of vagrant destitution...!!!

-INDAY pinapaalis ang makulet na pulubi sa gate

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Misis: Inday! Bumili ka nga ng mga isda! Oo nga pala, inglesera ka na nga pala ngayon. Would you please purchase many fishes for our this week's meals?

Inday: Judging from your statement, I believe you meant a variety of fish. The term "fishes", although rarely and erroneously used, connotes a plethora or an array of different kinds of the aforementioned gilled creatures. But the more pressing questions before I traverse the road to the wet market would be: What type of fish? Fillet or not? Frozen or just right smack the day's catch" (Pauses) Aaaaahh. By manner of careful extrapolation, given the neager budget and this household's quasi-peasant middle class taste, I assume then I will source the staple "Ga-lewng-gong", am I correct?

Misis: Leche!

Inday: Oh, you meant the freshwater milkfish? The "ba-ngooz." Is it not?

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Higher stock index and low flow of investments triggered inflation prices, thus the peso is weak.

- dahilan ni Inday kung bakit kulang ang sukli.

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Inday:
Due to the infrequent mass media coverage around hogcholera, I'd consequently given a judgement on sauteing exquisite scallops in unsalted butter together with pungent white onion and tossed it with brisk asparagus... I'd also assented to twist it with fresh lemon zest and advance its taste via blending a petty amount of chardonay white wine as well as a cup of viscous cream.

Amo: (napatumbling)

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Amo:
Inday! Ba't ang alat ng sabaw?

Inday:
The consistency was fine. But you see, it seems that the increased amounts of sodium chloride affected the taste drastically and those actions are irreversible. I do apologize.

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Please.. It is indeed reprehensible for us to have a carnal knowledge. If you be adamant to unlawfully intercalate your limb into my citadel of pleasure I would be legally responsible to allege this juncture to your spouse.

sagot ni inday nung pinipilit syang makipasex ng amo nya.

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It is always necessary for people to find escape from their daily routine. A person who has been under a lot of stress and has undergone a week of hardshiops and trials would find that some of the best cures for all anxieties can be found in times of solitude and silence and in retreat from his usual environment.

- Inday, gusto na talaga magday-off.

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" Allergens trigerred the immune response. Eosinophillic migration occurs to the reaction site and releases fchemotactic and anaphylotoxin including histamine and prostaglandins is facilitated. These substances result to increased circulation of blood at the site, promoting redness."

- sagot ni Inday nung tanungin siya kung bakit may rashes si Junjun.

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Compromising safety with useless aesthetics, the not-so-well-engineered architectural design of our kitchen lavatory affected the boy's cranium with a slight boil at the left temple near the auditory organ...


- sagot ni Inday nung tanungin siya ng amo kung bakit may bukol si junior

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Stop your raucous behavior! It is bound to result in property damages and if that happens, there will be corresponding punishment inflicted upon you!

- Inday, pinagsasabihan ang mga bata na wag malikot.

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It's absurd! It's not proven fact that he was the one who started the fight. I can only imagine how you handle schizophrenic children in this educational institution. Revise your policies because it sucks!

- Inday, kasama si Junior sa principal's office

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Dear Mother,

Had it not been for the smelling salt, I must have collapsed moments ago. Junior has become a little monster to me. Remember the head accident he had? As if it wasn't enough, he was summoned by the principal of his shabbily run academe. Oh, such an erudite bunch of baboons! I never thought being a governess can be such a strenous employ!

Love,

Inday

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Dear Inday,

Walanghiya ka! Magpadala ka ng pera! Nasa ospital ang nanay mo, dumugo ilong kababasa ng pesteng sulat mo!

Nagmamahal,

Tatay

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P700   - sun plan subscription
P1800  - glutathione tablet
P600   - olay total effects
P900   - havaianas
P2000  - for mama

- binubudget ni inday ang sahod niya

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At ngayon, maraming umaapela sa pagsikat ni Inday. Dahil nausungan pa niya ang career ni Ederlyn sa text, marami ngayon ang sumisira kay Inday...

"Wala kang utang na loob, Ingrata ka! Traydor ka!
Masahol ka pa sa masahol!
Hindi ka na nahiya, mukha kang pera!
Ginawa lang kita, kaya kahit anong oras at kahit kailan, kayang-kaya kita wasakin!

- Ederlyn, bitterness and all"

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" Excuse me, iba pa rin ang ate ko! Mas sikat siya kesa sayo! Huwag kang masyadong papansin sa mga tao..."


- Chakalyn kapatid ni Ederlyn

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"Hindi porke magaling ka sa English eh tama ka na!

- Ederlyn pa rin, bitterness pa rin.."

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And then may mga messages na kumalat saying Inday is dead. But they were proven wrong!

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I was shot by a 9mm bullet at the head damaging my brain and my entire cranial system. No longer will you hear me speak English. The age of nosbleedlessness has come.

- in Loving memory of Inday

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FLASH REPORT:
Inday is alive, she's not yet dead.SOCO found out that the impostora of Inday was killed. Ederlyn was the master mind.

SOCO: Bakit mo pinapatay si Inday?

Ederlyn: Kasi inagaw niya sakin si Nunoy G.!

Inday: Mythemaniac! He was never yours.

Ederlyn: Noy, mahal kita... diba mahal mo rin ako?

Nunoy G.: I never said... that I love you!

(yes ibang level. maging sino ka man)

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Who the heck unconsently scattered or what I mean was, dishonestly disclose the gossip that I'm already in such a necrotic state? I egotistically comply that some sort of certain criticisms provoked by people who somewhat disrespect my totality shall condemn them to scourge. Thou shall not produce such indefinite and quasi-ridiculous information without any appealing and reliable testimony.

- sagot ni Inday sa mga kumakalat na patay na siya.

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Ok, there you have it! I guess yung iba spoiler. Sayang, wala nang thrill pag na-receive nyo sa text. Hehe. Pero diba? Sobrang benta, and I know you were smiling. Marami pang iba, so if you have more ederlyn and inday messages, just add it here.

(I know marami ring messages about Chona Mae)

Rainy Days of our Lives

Did you ever experience, even just for once, to go to school so early in the morning only to realize that the class has been suspended?

I did. Many times. But today was different. It was, dare I say, more special.

I woke up early this morning so that I could go to school early as well. I had to in order for me to prepare for my exam. This is a habit I've got used to over the years, because I just can't study at home and so I had to be at school early to study there.

Waking up was no big deal, it was cold and raining outside but nothing out of the ordinary. I did all my morning stuff, took a shower and brushed my teeth, dressed up and went to school.

Now this is where things get a little bit more exciting. It was raining really bad and I had a hunch that classes would be suspended but I won't take that chance in case classes don't get suspended and I would be so unprepared for my exam. So I went outside in the pouring rain with all I needed for the day with me.

It was still dark when I left the house. I was holding my umbrella so tightly so as not to get wet whatsoever. I was wearing a tee, jeans, a pair of sneakers and a jacket. (Not my usual attire of tee, shorts and flip flops). I was on the back of the trike this morning and it rain was not stopping. I was getting wet in all the wrong places and it sucks big time. This is the reason  why I hate rainy days, I thought to myself.

After that I took a jeep and then another one to take me to the LRT Monument station. This is the best part. When that last jeep made its halt to allow the passengers to leave the vehicle, everyone was hesitating. They don't want to go down because, it was flooded like crazy.

The water was unbelievable. But we had to go down. The vehicle can't be there forever. i mean, the rain's not stopping and obviously, the flooding wouldn't either. The passengers, though very half-heartedly, left the vehicle (because they had to). I was one of them.

Of all the days I had to wear jeans and sneakers, why today?

I'm just thankful I had a pair of flip-flops inside my bag, so I ran to the nearest place with a roof I could find and there, right where people could see me and the rain is pouring non stop, I dropped the flip flops, took my sneakers off, and stepped into those open-toed rubbers. I folded my jeans as high as it would go, grabbed my umbrella bag, put the shoes and the socks inside some plastic and inside the bag and lunged into the pool of water in front of me.

I really thought that I only had to do it just there because I was thinking that when I get to the place where there were houses, the flood would be gone. (you see, I had to walk like 5 minutes before getting to the actual station. It was quite a long walk). I was wrong.

After walking like three blocks with my ankles submerged underwater, I realy thoguht the end (of the disgusting suffering) was near, but no. More floods along the way. I tried to take other ways, you know, detours and stuff, but everywhere I go, everywhere I look, I see water. So I thought, this is the best I got.

I took the path that I usually take, it's flooded everywhere, might as well take the shortest way right? And besides, I wasn't alone with this. There were other people there with me struggling to find ways on how they could avoid the flood which, unfortunately, unavoidable. There were people going to work, to school and the others maybe going home or somewhere else.

I really feel for the other students like me, specially the ones with uniforms and most importantly, those who are taking up nursing wearing their very white outfits. I mean come on, they're in a far worse case than me.

Think about how they are going to manage to get to shool still looking all clean and nurse like huh? They won't. They would look like crap, with all the dirt clingin onto their clothes and their stockings.

This is funny, I saw this one girl walking with me and all the other people around us, I think she's from St. Scholastica. Anyway, she was walking on the flooded path ON HEELS!!!
I was all like "Go girl!!". If you're gonna do the runway, that's the best place to rehearse, on wet grounds.

Now I thought the worse was over, but nooooo. After that long, narrow, flooded path, I was on Rizal Avenue at the LRT station. Yipee! I did it. I'm here. I should be happy right? But how can I be happy when I still need to go to the other side of the road because that's where the LRT is boarding and the road I'm crossing is...(you guessed it!) flooded as well. And mind you, it was no ordinary flood, it was almost under my knees. Granted I'm short and all, still the water level is relatively high compared to the ones I had before.

There is no way I'm gonna cross that. But then, how am I gonna get to the other side if I don't? I had to. And I did. I laughed. Laughed at myself. Laughed at the situation. I couldn't do anything about it, I had no control over it, what's the point in whining? So, with all the guts in me, I did. No big deal anyway, it's just water. (but then it's disgusting). I crossed the road with half legs submerged and then stopped and stepped back, a jeep suddenly drove past me and almost splashed me with the water my legs are in.

I looked around, and saw this one guy, barefoot, crossing the road wearing slacks folded high, a long sleeved shirt, a coat and a tie holding his umbrella on one hand and his shoes on the other. (O diba? San ka pa?)

Sobrang laugh trip na. I was enjoying everything. Sayang lang, I didn't have a camera with me to get a shot of the whole experience. I never even thought about using my cellphone to take during that time. It would have been fun having a photo shoot during a crisis like that right? Sayang talaga.

I know what you're thinking. You think I'm crazy for even getting the idea of having a photo shoot in the middle of a flooded road. Why not? I mean, it's like a once in a lifetime experience (that I hope will never happen again) that requires proper documentation. It's something you'll never forget because of its extremity.

Anyway, when I got to the other side I was so happy and went straight to a mini-stop. I bought myself some coffee, a pack of tissue and a bottle of alcohol (isopropyl). I grabbed a seat, placed all my things down and went into business. The business of cleaning up. I literally showered myself with alcohol. Using my newly refilled alcohol spray bottle, I prayed it all over my feet and legs making sure that every part of it was covered with alcohol, grabbed some tissue and wiped it clean, i sprayed it again and wiped. I did this for five time just to make sure that everything was clean and disinfected then went on cleaning my hands and arms.

Being the anal person that I am, I just had to clean myself up. The water really is disgusting. I then got myself into the LRT called some people to ask if there is still class that by then didn't respond, I got out the train upon reaching Vito Cruz. When I went down, I got the news that there were no classes. I went back to the train, heading towards EDSA this time (I'm not going back to that watery place again) to take the MRT. Then al the texts came in announcing the suspension of classes.

Wow, announcements are very useful these days. I just wish they come on time.

After everything that's happen, I'm still happy. It was quite an adventure. The only thing I hate is that, I went through all those trouble for nothing.

What major is right for me?

Well I guess this test says it all. I mean, I LOVE visual and performing arts but I don't want to major in it. Engineering maybe really is the right course for me. I don't know.

Here are my results:

WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?

You scored as a Visual & Performing Arts

You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in the Visual or Performing Arts (e.g., Art, Art Education, Art History, Ceramics, Culinary Arts, Dance, Drawing, Fashion Design, Film, Graphic Design, Interior Design, Marketing (advertising), Music, Music Education, Music Theory, Painting, Photography, Theatre). It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didn't think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it. Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal.

Visual&Performing Arts 100% Physics/Engineering/Computer 94% Biology/Chemistry/Geology 81% Education/Counseling 81% HR/BusinessManagement 81% English/Journalism/Comm 75% French/Spanish/OtherLanguage 63% Accounting/Finance/Marketing 63% History/Anthropology/LiberalArts 56% Mathematics/Statistics 50% Religion/Theology 44% PoliticalScience/Philosophy 38% Psychology/Sociology 31% Nursing/AthleticTraining/Health 25%

Blood Rising

My yesterday was so complicated yet inexplicably fun.

Well my day started with me thinking about how my day will go and worrying about the two exam I was going to have. Not to mention the setting up of the booth for the blood donation this week.

7am.
I came to school early so I could prepare for the exams I was going to have that day. I had breakfast at a nearby fast food restaurant and continued on studying.

8am.
I  went to check the Central Plaza to see whether the set-up has already begun. But nooo, it hasn't started yet and so I was all "Okay, I guess they're just late." I already emailed them that I won't make it because I'm studying.

9am.
An hour and a half to go before my first class and nobody has started to set-up the booth yet. I can't concentrate on what I was studying that time because I was worried that no one would set the booth up and everything would be my fault.

Fault that I wasn't responsible enough to delegate the tasks assigned to me. Fault that I didn't push hard enough so people would think that the need is urgent. And finally, I was worried that if this thing doesn't work out well and that it failed, I will be blamed because I'm responsible for it.

How can you concentrate on the subject you're studying if your mind is elsewhere? How can you focus on the content of the things you're reading if you have all of these running inside your head? Huh?

I can't.

10am.
Thank goodness! People came. (Well, some at least). They started setting up. I gave instructions and made sure that everything I said was clear. So I was, then, all okay.

12nn.
One hour to go before the exam and I still had lots of things to read. I had to check the booth though. to see the people's progress. They were working, and they were working hard. I commend them for that. I just can't help but wonder, didn't I make myself clear enough when I gave the instructions or was it just because the people, that by then was working on the booth, were different from the ones I instructed and that relaying messages (in this case instructions) from people to people really that difficult?

I mean come on. (This is not me talking)

It's not that they're messing things up. It was kind of funny actually seeing them struggle so much putting things all together for the booth when it's so simple actually. They're just doing some things 'not right' that's why they were having a really hard time.

01pm.
No lunch and an exam.

02pm.
The exam was finished and well...I already described it on my previous post. I went back to the booth.

Me - having a mental monologue

Me1    WHAAATT?!!! It looks like crap!
Me2    Well it's not finished so I guess that's why it looked so ugly.
Me1    Then why isn't it finished yet?
Me2    Maybe because they don't know what else to do or maybe there are
            no more things to do and materials to work on.
Me1    Heeellllooooh? See this? (holding an envelope) See all the letters inside?
Me2    Yeah..why?
Me1    These letters are for the theme that are to be place on the board.
            Why isn't it there yet? These letters have been sitting here for ages
            and nobody even bothered to use them.
Me2    Maybe they don't know what they're for and besides, maybe some of them
            just don't have time. Maybe they have class or something.
Me1    Okay fine, whatever. Let's just do this. I'm just stressing myself out over this.
Me2    That's better. Let's finish this.

See how mental I could get when things are not in order or when things are not under control? It was difficult. I almost lost it there. (not being mentally unstable or anything to that effect) I almost lost my temper and be carried away by my emotions.

Blood Rising

We finished it though. We, being, me, myself, and I (just kidding) and some of the few volunteers who were available at that time.

3pm.
I finally had my lunch. I drank lots of cherry tea so as to relax myself from the overwheming experiences of the day.

4pm.   More studying.

6pm.   Quiz.

8pm.   My day (at school) ended. Made it in front of the computer to type my previous post.

Formula Shit

I'm not pissed or anything, I just had a really bad experience with my formula sheet during the exam earlier. The test was so easy (I swear) and we were given the chance to use a formula sheet where we could find, obviously, all the formulas needed for the exam.

I had one, very concise. Too concise that I didn't even bother to write the parameters (what all the symbols and letters stand for) of the formulas because I was confident that I know how to use them. To my misfortune, I had this sudden block in my mind that I can't remember anything.

I suddenly felt an envious feeling towards my classmates for they were able to write all the parameters in their sheet. "Shit!" I thought to myself. If only I had written everything, and I mean EVERYTHING!, I wouldn't have a problem.

Oh well, the exam was crappy as hell. What's done is done. I was actually laughing my heart out during the test because of the stupidity I had. Hehe.

But the exam I had hours before this was not hard at all. It wasn't easy, but I didn't find it difficult either. I was a little disappointed though, because the things I studied didn't come out much and the things that I just read (meaning scanned) were the bulk of the exam.

Moral of the story:     Expect the unexpected. (There isn't much moral in the story actually)
                                     Don't put too much effort on studying, they won't do you any good.
                                     Stop doing your best, you'll be disappointed.
                                     Live in the present and think not of the future. (no relation, just sounds good)

Crappy DSL! Now on its 3rd Week... and still counting.

PLDT my DSL suuucckkss!!!

   Siyempre, I can't upload anything if the connection is too damn slow diba?

                                           What the effin' hell are the technicians doing?

                                           I can't blame the CSR's because they're

                                      just... UUURGGH!!!

                         3 weeks and still counting...          

                                                CRAP talaga!

                                                    Thank God for DVD's.

               at least I have something to do for the moment.

        I'm getting really tired of calling their hotlines.

I'm tired of hearing their lame excuses.



Anyway, here are some funny comments from other people experiencing the same problem with PLDT. This is from http://www.macalua.com/2006/06/27/pldt-mydsl-sucks/

I picked out some of the best comments I've read.

rebatesman on June 20th, 2007 at 12:45 AM #
This is how i describe PLDY myDSL
PLDT myDSL = its not a dsl its just an upgraded dialup, OUTRAGEOUSLY UNSTABLE
PLDT TECH SUPPORT = what ??? is there any? or just a bunch of CALL CTR IDIOTS who doesn't know anything or even know the meaning of TECH.
PLDT myDSL REPAIRMAN = yeah they got one and i mean ONE!
CAN SOMEONE PLS BOMB PLDT ? hehe
rebatesman

karla on July 5th, 2007 at 6:00 PM #

i called them just now because my bf wants to know wether their dsl has been avtivated or not…
me: hello, tanong ko lang po if acivated na yung dsl namin sa 02*****
CSR: ok, for a while lang po ha, check ko lang yung records ng line
*** AFTER 10 YEARS****
CSR: ma’am kelan po ininstall yung dsl nyo? kasi nakalagay dito phone line lang, wlang dsl
ME: kahapon lang. pero ok naman na daw eh, nakalagay naman “connected” pero walang lumalabas sa IE.ask ko lang kung activated na ba siya
CSR: may modem na po ba na nilagay sa lugar nyo?
ME:eh pano naman magiging “connected” yun kung walang modem? saka tumawag na kahapon yung bf ko,sabi sa kanya, hindi pa daw kasi naaactivate kaya ganun,kaya pinapatanong sakin kung activated na o hindi pa
CSR: mas mabuti siguro kung yung bf nyo na lang ang tumawag samin
ME: eh kaya nga ako ang pinatawag kasi hindi cya makatawag eh.
CSR: yung bf nyo nalang ang patawagin nyo samin.
ME: ang tinatanong ko lang naman eh kung activated na o hindi pa yung dsl eh!!
CSR: activated na.
haha. nainis na siguro yung CSR kaya nasabing activated na.. ano ba, nag-iimbento nlang ba sila ng mga sasabihin?? tumataas ang bp ko sa kanila!!! BOO PLDT!

Arby on July 20th, 2007 at 6:28 PM #

PLDT is clearly violating Republic Act No.7394
Article 2(b) protection against deceptive, unfair and unconscionable sales acts and practices;

…and a lot of the the articles. You can read the whole republic act here. http://www.chanrobles.com/republicactno7394.htm

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Case-in-point, people hate PLDT.

To hell with PLDT! myDSL sucks...BIG TIME!!!

It's official. I hate PLDT. To hell with their over the top quality service, I'm uber satisfied with the way they respond to my God damn concerns!!! Their effin' call center agents are of great help, they're so helpful that after two weeks of incessant follow-ups, my connection is still irritatingly slow. It's like the dsl of the stone age.

What am I supposed to do with a 29kbps connection huh? at 69kbps max? How in the world am I going to browse the net with this speed? I don't use the internet just to watch webpages load themselves til the end of time. I mean, come on! DSL with a worse-than-dial-up speed? FUCK THEM!!!

I'm so tired of calling their moronic agents.

What's up with the non-stop testing? Can't they see that my internet doesn't need testing? It has been tested a hundred time already. What it needs is not testing, it needs FIXING!

(God! I hate those idiots!)

Now that they're done testing, they told me that they're going to send us a technician to fix the damn line. But, to no surprise (knowing the kind of service PLDT offers), after five days of waiting, no one showed up. Amazing. Great way to touch lives (their tagline)

And it really bugs me more that I see their stupid myDSL commercials on tv, everyday. I swear, if I could just smash those endorsers' pieholes, I would, just to shut them up.

Grudgingly yours,

ME

Stalking Tendencies

Aarrgghh!!!

I feel so awful. I feel like I'm such a big stalker. I know I'm not but somehow, I feel like I am. You see, I was exploring friendster looking for people I may or may not know and I came about this account that I knew I have seen before only it was a bit different. Can you follow?

Maybe I should start from the beginning.

A long time ago, back when friendster was still young and I was still new, I have been doing a lot of explorations. You know, people I recognize and people that I might have seen before and stuff like that. During exploration, I came about this account that caught my attention. Ranson. I thought, what a cool name. I haven't heard it before. So I got interested and searched friendster for a name like that and apparently that time, there were no accounts the same as that one. So I clicked it and found out that it was an account of two male adults sharing something special. (you know what I mean).

I got more curious so I explored a little futher and found out that these two people sharing the account were named Randy and Hudson and I thought, "So that's where Ranson came from". Wow. And based from the testimoinials they get, they were one sweet couple. (plus more adjectives describing how good their relationship was).

They had separate accounts and I was thinking twice of knowing further, digging deeper and I thought, "Hey! What the heck, I'm already stalking". So looked into their accounts who they are, what they do and stuff like that. (see the stalking tendencies?). Then I got tired, logged off and never again did I dwell into their lives.

And now, here's where things got a little more interesting. Just recently, as in very recently (like 20 minutes ago recent), I came over their names again. Actually it was Randy's name that I saw and recognized the account. This brought back the things that I remembered about him. My curiosity got the best of me, I clicked on the account. (what? why would I do that?)

In the account, (this is where things get a little jucier. hehe) there was this blog entitled "The Art of Letting Go" and another one "Betrayal". I was like "What? Did they break up?". I read the blog and apparently, they did. They were no longer together and the blog entries were so dramatic. I checked on Hudson's account and he's already with someone else. Talk about moving on, this guy's quick.

Anyway, it's just so sad that something that seemd so perfect turned out the other way. And I'm talking about guys here (hellooooh?), not the regular boy girl relationships. And mind you, that Hudson guy, is with another guy named Clark. (see how my stalking tendencies could go? f*ck! I should stop it right now) I know it's none of my business, they're not my friends anyway but the thought that I knew about them and what they had, even through the damned friendster website and for a really short period, it somehow sent me a message that reiterated "Nothing lasts forever and the only constant thing is change".

I may have stalking tendencies but at least I learned something from the experience. Not the whole stop stalking thing but the nothing lasts forever part. Hehe.

By the way, the Ranson account was gone as well.

Short Movies

What's the deal with short movies? I don't get it. They're all too...short.

I'm not saying that they are bad, I actually commend those who create these kinds of movies for being able to bring out a movie with such a short run time without sacrificing the plot, character development and all those technical, just-for-critics stuff. It's just that I enjoy them but I can't enjoy them that much because they're too short. By the time that I get hooked, it starts to end.

It's like when you were doing something you really enjoy back when you were a kid and then suddenly your mom tells you that it's time to leave and you're like "Can't I stay a little longer mommy ....please." I mean, come on!!!