me: mar! ive humiliated myself. sheet na malagkit!
Marie: what do you mean?
me: you and your stupid idea to look up my old HS crush in Friendster!!!! its your fault. you very well know that I don't use friendster except to check on new photos of my nephew. now look what you've made me doooooooo!!! arggggggggggggh, i've humiliated myself and my family's honour!!!
Marie: so??? it's not only you who's browsing.. ako nga maraming nagbrobrowse di ko naman kilala. bakit kilala niya family mo?
me: mar, i didn't know you can track the people who check you out??
Marie: eh wala ka namang nilagay sa profile mo.. malay niyang maraming joanne
me: its worse. i don't care about the HS crush. I checked out my SMC crush!!!!! arrrrrrrrghh. he will think that I'm lame being married and all and still checking him out!!!! arrrghhh. why didn't you tell me that they can check out who checked their profile??? WHY WHY WHYYYYY
Marie: there are 2 of you one single and 1 married malay niya sino
you were too excited my dear even me.. don't you worry.. alam ba niya crush mo siya?
me: well, yeah
Marie: really how come? you sent him love messages ano? you were stalking him
me: but i wanted to maintain the illusion that I've forgotten all about my hang-dog infatuation with him a gazillion years ago
hahahah. crazy woman
Marie: you can never forget you crushes dear..
unless may amnesia ka
me: that's it. I've dishonoured myself!
oh, thanks for making me feel better. really, you can never forget?? i thought it was just me
Marie: i can just see you turning beet red... how lovely colour
pero ang ngiti ear to ear... i can tell
me: i wanted to scream here in the office just now when I realised my folly. no ngiti, i swear, i promise
Marie: hey which one is him nga para i can look.. oh dalawa na tayo
me: just rounded eyes and gaping mouth and a sinking feeling
hahahaha which one? the HS one or the SMC one?
Marie: naku dalawa pala yun..
mey smc ka pa..
ang aga mo namang nagkacrush
me: the SMC one is boring. Name nya lang and that's it
Marie: rommel is from smc ba then naglasalle
me: Mar, not St Michael's College, ok? San Miguel Corp
Marie: hahaha
hehehe
hihihi
hohoho
huhuhu
smc lang alam ko michaels
me: as you can see, I'm a St Michael kinda woman
Marie: yup..
kaya libog ka
both meanings
me: shet!
Marie: hehehe...
alin na nga
me: alin what???
Marie: si rommel?
me: sino na si rommel??
Marie: where is he based now? anong nakalagay sa profile
alin sya dun sa friendster
me: i dont know woman. you're the one who's checking him out
i was checking out my SMC crush, remember??
Marie: i can't check him out.. i don't have the faintest idea how he looks
ahh.. so humiliated ka sa smc.. kala ko ke rommel.. wow
Friday, April 25, 2008
Here we go!
I'm going to Manila on Sat and will stay for 9 days. This will be my first trip home this year, which makes it 8 months since I last visited.
When I was a newly expatriated Pinoy, there was no way you could have asked me to stay in SIngapore for 8 months straight without a Manila break in between to refresh me. During those early years, I saw myself as being submerged in water while I was working in Singapore, not breathing, just waiting for the time when I could break through the water's surface to breath again, take in huge lung-fulls of air, which in this case would have to be the very polluted and dusty air of the Philippine capital.
After 7+ years here, I've long stopped romanticising Manila. It has moved on without me, and I too have flourished far away from its bosom. I don't know if I can ever be based there again honestly. Can you blame me, after the sheer efficiency of Singapore? But I will go, again and again, for lightning visits to see my family and dwindling number of Manila-based friends. Until they all decide to move too, that is.
Told of my trip, Pinoy friends in Singapore have had one refrain: Ang init daw dun ngayon! Is it true, Net?
Scorching or not, I look forward to enjoying my short stay. Specifically, I hope to be offered home-cooked meals (hint, hint!); have lots of play-time with the nephews and niece; see the smooth turnover of our small but much-awaited new digs at the Fort; get cheap massages; eat some golden, ripe, sweet mangoes; have lots of catch-up sessions with the mates; and of course try and not add to the rice burden of the country by eating camote instead of rice (hmm, camote with adobo, camote sushi, camote with sinigang, anyone?).
When I was a newly expatriated Pinoy, there was no way you could have asked me to stay in SIngapore for 8 months straight without a Manila break in between to refresh me. During those early years, I saw myself as being submerged in water while I was working in Singapore, not breathing, just waiting for the time when I could break through the water's surface to breath again, take in huge lung-fulls of air, which in this case would have to be the very polluted and dusty air of the Philippine capital.
After 7+ years here, I've long stopped romanticising Manila. It has moved on without me, and I too have flourished far away from its bosom. I don't know if I can ever be based there again honestly. Can you blame me, after the sheer efficiency of Singapore? But I will go, again and again, for lightning visits to see my family and dwindling number of Manila-based friends. Until they all decide to move too, that is.
Told of my trip, Pinoy friends in Singapore have had one refrain: Ang init daw dun ngayon! Is it true, Net?
Scorching or not, I look forward to enjoying my short stay. Specifically, I hope to be offered home-cooked meals (hint, hint!); have lots of play-time with the nephews and niece; see the smooth turnover of our small but much-awaited new digs at the Fort; get cheap massages; eat some golden, ripe, sweet mangoes; have lots of catch-up sessions with the mates; and of course try and not add to the rice burden of the country by eating camote instead of rice (hmm, camote with adobo, camote sushi, camote with sinigang, anyone?).
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