The Claws, the Faces, the Lies and the Drunkard

My weekend went crazy. Yeah, it was crazy I was deprived of rest. I mean, WTF! Weekends are supposed to be my rest days. And when I say "rest day", it means I should be drawn watching a movie or a TV series, ofcourse this while sleeping or eating in between.

Last weekend, I wasn't - and I have brought home a lot of new titles for that matter. A day before weekend I dropped by at Quiapo to look for new titles. Matter of fact, I had a hard time finding as most of those dangling loosely on the display racks were either not my type or I have already watched. In the end I grabbed copies of Borgias (S1 to S3), it stars Jeremy Iron one of my favorite actors. Although the theme is a bit off to me, it's about religion, Roman Catholic in particular and the rose to power of the Borgias family. I'm not a fan of religion because all I can see is the lies and hypocrisy. I mean, look at the people who speak of the word of God, they were usually the hard one and worst, murderers.

I also picked Jennifer Love Hewitt's Client List (S1 - S2) and Da Vinci's Demons another religious themed series, proof of how murderous the believers are. I'm just being curious on how they would portray Leo, so I included in my list.

After my shift on Saturday, I went straight to SM Fairview for some errands, I completed the task at four in the afternoon, almost night if you ask me. I was tired like hell that I forgot the scheduled delivery of my laundry to the shop. I retired a minute I laid my back on my bed.

I woke up 45 minutes past 10 in the evening and starving. I raided cabinets for food and glad I still have the remaining half of the loaf I had for breakfast the day before.

I opened my DVD player and watched Da Vinci's Demon. It wasn't bad but it wasn't good either, mediocre if you asked me. At two, I put it off and went to bed. Oh wait, I'm already on my bed while watching so I just shut the light's off. I need to sleep because I have to attend a get together in the morning, specifically on lunch time. My boss in my previous company is in the Philippines for a vacation and will be back in the States by next week. So we arranged to have lunch along with other faces she have worked with.

By 9 although reluctant, I was forced to prepare. The meeting place should be at Aling Tonya restuarant at Dampa (Macapagal Avenue). And I am always the ligawin (directionally challenged) type of person (lol, ikaw na may mahabang buhok, haha) so I decided to commute from Fairview to Kalaw and take a taxi cab from there (I'm practising frugality, lol).

Ten minute past 11 I'm already in the vicinity of Kalaw - too early, the meeting time should be 11:30 and I don't want to be the first person to arrive (excited? lol) and keep waiting on others, haha. So, I decided to enter Luneta/Rizal Park. I was amazed with the improvement, Rizal Park used to be a haven of pick pockets and bad guys. Now, it's scattered with foreigners who are mostly Korean, by the way. I'm sure they were Koreans because they're loud, lol.

I waited 12NN before I picked a cab. I was the third person to arrived (WTF). We waited for more than an hour and when we have the numbers, someone just have realized that Tonya is not the right place for us because we need to buy the item at the market and have it cooked. And it's already past noon, so we changed venue, Cabalen at MOA was the next choice. Heavy rains, poured down as we left Dampa.

Here's the catch, Cabalen was fully booked and reservation will be available in the next hour. We have no choice but to scout for available restaurants nearby and finally settled at David's Tea House. We had a sumptuous lunch and cheesy conversation. We retired almost three in the afternoon. We bid goodbye to each other and went home.

I'm so tired, I'm supposed to meeting someone so I have made an excuse; that the rain was heavy and my shoes is soaking wet and that it's very uncomfortable for me. And this is where the lies in the title came in, lol.

I went to Marikina instead because I want to see Wolverine with a friend. I was expecting it to be in 3D but no, it wasn't. Still we watched it anyway. I was so sleepy that from time to time I have to close my eyes. Then, I would ask him what happened to Logan, or Yukio, or Mariko. "Aren't you watching?", he retorted back. "I'm sleeping", I said. "Sweet dreams", he sarcastically, added.

When film credits started displaying, I motioned to my friend to leave but he said, "No, wait, there's a continuation. Magneto is coming". Indeed, a moment later and Magneto appear along with Charles, a teaser for the sequel. My claws, starts popping.

I went home exhausted. On my way, there's this man. I mean a drunk man, who everytime the jeep stops, he wakes up and ask me, if it's already Ever/Don Antonio. "It's only, Philcoa", I told him calmly. At the next stop, he asked again, "no, Tandang Sora this time", I quickly answered. Then another stop and ofcourse he asked again, "This is only Luzon", I answered him irritably. "I'll tell you when we get there, I'll dropping there myself. Go to sleep."

He woke up exactly when the jeep stops at Ever and went off immediately. WTF!

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..SPOILER ALERT..
Contains topic not suited for a bigot, lol.

The Misadventure of A_lamat da Badigard!

Yesterday, I had to request my friend to dropped me at EDSA-BONI instead of the usual place she’s dropping me home because I need to visit Robinsons’ Pioneer. I woke up last morning all sweats and in heat, to think that I am all SOFT, lol.

My Electric fan ceased from functioning; it stopped moving as if Malfoy had just shouted “Stupefy”. It took me 15 minutes to investigate and supposed to fix it but damn I’m only human (ehem, well sometimes, lol). My attempt was futile, it won’t spin.

So my best option is to buy a new one, and that’s the reason I had to drop at Robinson. I came late at 9:30, all the doors were closed. I’m supposed to ask the guard if they’re closing but I remember Vice Ganda and I don’t want the guard answering me with “Ay hindi nagsasara-sarahan lang kami”, haha.

So I have no choice but to find a jeepney queued at the nearest terminal. I was having hard time sitting with only half of my behind touching the seat, damn I was sweating again. The good thing my agony lasted only for a couple of minutes because after a block away the lady seated beside me shouted for a stop, so I was able to sit comfortably.

I’m tired and I was starving and craving for a pizza fries, so I decided to drop at the nearest Greenwich. I ordered pizza fries the big one (they call it sharing), macaroni salad (plus) and a tropicooler, buko pandan. But the lady in the register apologizes and said that buko pandan is not available. A buko pandan tropicooler is always in my menu every time I’m visiting Greenwich. The saleslady suggested some other drinks which all I have declined. I waited for my order and it’s quite a time, grrr I don’t like waiting for too long. After a long more minute my order finally served.

Greenwich is just a walk away from home so this time I decided not to take a ride. I had my laundry the other day and I am supposed to pick it. So I go directly to the laundry shop, then they said to come back after 20 minutes because they were still folding it, I spotted one of the helper folding my jacket actually, so I have no choice but to go straight to home.

What the f*** is going on? Who is behind this conspiracy?

I want to go ballistic and unleash my Wolverine side, not the healing factor but the berserk wolverine. But I realized they were nice people and the reason I have to cross two blocks away for my laundry, this despite the fact that there’s a laundry shop near my place because they were really nice. And I mean really nice not those who only acting nice.

Imagine how frustrated I was that evening? I hate it when things won’t go my way. I cursed to every living and non-living things near me, lol.

So any idea, when I found out that the company I have worked for nearly decade suddenly declared bankruptcy and ceasing all my benefits? If the Quirino Grandstand taking happened earlier before the bankruptcy, I swear I’ll be on Twitter trending topic by that time, haha.

I really hate it when things I wanted would fail. I mean, it’s due for me, there’s no reason it would go wrong? That ain’t fare for crying-out-loud. I declare Jihad for that, lol.

Uh, I'm busted! lol

How about you? Have you been in my shoes before? I'm size 13 btw haha!

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I am a superhero!

Weh di nga?

I think I am a hero, swear!

Well I just feel it, it’s something innate (nosebleed), I can sense it lol (yeah SPURT este SPIRIT). I knew it at times it’s manifesting but I thought it was just normal being me. I mean I am the very definition of a NOT NORMAL person, norm is not a word to describe me, I am not the typical guy you get to see on your regular day. I mean, I am MORE THAN THE USUAL - WOW PHILIPPINES eto, nyeheeee!

Raised with comicbooks as my bible, regarded the likes of Grant Morrison, Neil Gaiman, Mark Millar, Greg Rucka as the gods, who would ever argue about that? Can you imagine when all of a sudden in a group of friends, I have had to raised my hand in a manner very Magneto like and when they noticed, they cannot help but to exclaimed, "Oh my God, look at him".

Isn’t that a manifestation already? But if you still not convinced allow me then to enumerate lists to justify my being a HERO.

1. Let’s start it when I was a baby, according to my dear mother there was never a day (take note of the word NEVER) that I was not in the state of CONVULSION. Doctors and albularyo (herb doctor) can’t even cure me, that my mother out of hopelessness would resort going to the church frequently and praying earnestly to the high heaven to spare my life and that she have actually made a truce if ever her favor will be granted, she will offer a novena (offered prayer repeated in 9 successive days) every year for nine days before my birthday come and that she would continue the task ‘til my puberty.
   
   And a miracle had to happen, I have lived. See, divine intervention has to take place in order to save me; I cannot die, simply because I am destined for a grander and noble cause and that is… all together now, TO BE A HERO! (haha, adik)



2. When I was four, a ten-wheeler truck came running towards me when I was crossing the street, supposedly to follow my mother at the nearest store without her knowledge of course. The driver was too late to noticed that there was a stupid kid blocking his way that he immediately applied the brake in the most un-anticipated way causing a creepy and screeching sounds as if a banshee have suddenly wails giving everyone at fifty meter radius to put on hold whatever they were doing to attend the commotion.
   
   Bystanders, who have been witnessed would recalled it. I was actually raising my hands as if blocking off or driving away the evil forces that is about to endanger the life of the chosen one (lol), imagine Jean Grey blocking the water from the leaked giant dam with her telekinesis to give way for the X-Wing to fly (X2)? Isn’t it a very hero like and take note it comes naturally.
   
   Later that moment, I was found at the very center of two giant wheels all dusty, in ONE piece and still breathing. Unharmed and unhurt. A bit exhausted but definitely very fine. I am alive for the second time and it wasn’t a coincidence, it simply called a CALLING. I have to fulfill a great undertaking which is… TO BE A HERO hahaha Jumong ikaw talaga ito (lolz).
   
   
3. And if you’re not impressed yet here’s another one, of course still in my childhood. As you may have known by reading books or comics very few mutations manifest on the pre-adolescent years most of the powers would appear on or after the age of puberty – the start of the seminal moments and hormonal mis-adventures. In my case, the clues started to unfold very early (bwahahaha, ganun mag trip dapat top of the line agad, hindi yong lumilebel lang haha). Maybe the reason it started very early because I'm pre-destined to a bigger dream and I might as well get prepared for the tasks ahead, so it will be executed according to plan.
   
   As a child, I’m no different from the other kids who would do crazy stuffs that would actually get them hurt. And one of those crazy things that ever happened to me when I was seven, still along with my equally stupid friends playing hide and seek when all of sudden we have noticed the guava tree, positioned at the back of a shack where our pig housed. The fruit started turning yellow, the sight itself was inviting that I cannot help myself but to climb. But there’s a problem the tree is adjacent to the sewer that if you happened to fall from the tree you will go directly to the pit and only fate could ever save you from redemption, meaning you will be crying wolf while in free fall into the abyss if you are not lucky. I wasn’t lucky that time – well a hero has to experience failure sometimes, to make him strong and realized that a hero is not after all invincible and is also vulnerable to failures.
   
   I FELL!
   
   All of a sudden I have to perform my prowess in swimming, yabadabadooo – doggie style haha as not to drown myself from the lake of poopoo (nakaligo ka na ba sa dagat ng mga tae ng baboy – yikes). So I wasn’t really bothered when Manny Villar talked about his childhood, swimming in the sea of garbage - that was very girly of him if you ask me (lol). See, I can survive even in the foulest environment and that is what a hero should be like – a hero need not to be delicate if he wants to win a crisis.
   
   And while the topic is about climbing, did you know that in my childhood I loved climbing trees, lol trivia eto. I don’t know but I feel I’m on the top of the world (well top of the tree sounds the same, lol) when I climbed the highest tree. I am not afraid of heights. I remember in grade school my teacher gave me homework to fill every line of two bundles, 100 pages each of pad paper with a line saying “I am not going to climb again”. Just because she caught me along with my classmates climbing the mango tree near her classroom, can you imagine the agony of writing 200 pages? Who is she thinking, I am Harry Potter? Nyay, but then again because of that incident I have developed a fine penmanship. That’s why when we had this high-school reunion, each one of us where asked what we have remembered about each other. When it was my turn, they unanimously exclaimed in chorus that I am one of those with the very maarteng (translation not available, lol – flirty handwriting haha) handwriting. I want to declare JIHAD that instant, for crying-out-loud I graduated top 11 out of more than a hundred graduates (I used to be #3 but I preferred to be more casual and relax, lol) and the only thing they could ever remember was the way I write.
   
   Toinkz, off-topic again – okay let’s continue with my trip-tripan. As I have told you climbing of trees were one of my hobbies when I was a delinquent kid back in my childhood years.
   
   
4. Then one day, isang araw… it was after the typhoon, the usual friend scouting the surroundings for anything worth for fun, all trees were lying on the ground except for the guava tree who after that fierce typhoon, still managed to stand. The four of us climbed and started chasing each other. We were having the time of our lives when suddenly we’re stunned. Uh oh! The tree, starting moving sideways going down, it was a big tree and that it’s unusual to just fall down with just the weight of the kids. I’m convinced it was me who made that guava flat in the ground ha-ha; well a hero should be a bully sometimes to make things light, come on, live life to the fullest (sabi ni Levy yan ahaha).
   
   
5. I have a sharper memory, compare to the others I can memorize quickly and can actually remember things that happened in the longest of time. In my school days while everyone was going nuts and pressured two days before the exams reviewing their notes, I on the other hand had this habit of reviewing only at the class room an hour before the actual test and while I have NEVER gotten any perfect results yet my grades were enough to put me at the above average status (nakanaman). To be a hero one must have a sharp memory, so he can act right away as not to be called a lousy hero.
   
   
6. I am both a far-sighted and a near-sighted (basta meganun, talaga men); if you want to be a hero better to have a keen eye-sight so you can prepare your salvo before the enemy can even moved.
   
   
7. I am not a telepath but I think I can read minds by just seeing their body gestures, eye movements, or the way they used words. So I know exactly when to be friends with anyone. The reason I’ve always been tagged as someone with attitude problem because I’ll give you a bad shoulder if I can sense the jerkiness in you.
   
   
8. I have a good hearts, ask my friends (lol), sometimes I get to met people asking for a fare on its way home. I cannot decline but to help them; they do not need to recite Aaaalllmmms, aalllmmmms spare me a piece of bread. I’ll give them without uttering a single word but ofcourse they have to pass my psychic inquiry first before they can taste my helping hands haha opkors like there’s so many manggagantso these days. One important traits of a hero should have a heart, this will give him the motivation to continue to protecting his neighborhood effectively, and for him to realize how noble it is to lending a hands with others, most of all to those who cannot help for themselves.

And I have to stop my blabbing about my various powers, I don’t want everyone knowing what I can do, my enemy could be reading now, chances are before I can even hex them este trick them it is I who’ve been jinxed lolz. But rest assured that I have more powers unfolding before my very eyes than you can imagine. So be very afraid, some are yet to be discovered but I’m on the process to unlocking them and I am also glad that kili-kili power is not one of them hahaha.

So how about you? Are you one of us? Tugoinkz

Monday Cuteness: The Joy of Four

From now on MKmA will dedicate Monday as a day for anything but cute. May it be in the form of a video, a photograph or a stories.

And it will be called, MONDAY CUTENESS!

So here's the first entry, it's a video of a mother cuddling her ever so cute and laughing quadruplets.


Video courtesy of genesee99

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Even falling leaves..
has its own story to tell, ikaw ano ang kwentong alamat mo?

The Altered-ego!

Previously I posted about my acting debut (tok danun!). It was very promising for a first attempt; matter-of-factly I have convinced the girl that I am Wayne - the cousin of Patrick. We had a very lengthy conversation; blimey she’s talkative (lol) and the way our conversation progresses, we’re as if friends for a long time.

The good news about my acting, the bad news; it turned out to be a nightmare – well at least for me because the girl started to be very annoying. I mean, she would call me every 10 minutes interval and I am not the person who is fond of telebabad (talking to the phone like there’s no tomorrow) and keep on asking where in the world is Patrick.

Patrick and his pamangkin

I told her for so many times that I have no clue at all because for crying-out-loud I’m supposed to pretend like I am clueless, hello! (haha).

Can you imagine the temper that I had to unleash because she keeps on calling me till the next day; not to mention the unusual time of 2 in the morning using different SIMs (number), she’s so kulet (annoying) tok ang conyo haha.

I sent her an sms for the last time saying, "WILL YOU GET OVER IT!"

"Now you know, why I am hiding from her, haha" teased Patrick while grinning mischievously in front of me and the real Wayne.

I want to cut his head!

P.S.
To this very day, Keiz still sends me forwarded inspirational messages, lol.

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Even falling leaves..
has its own story to tell, ikaw ano ang kwentong alamat mo?

Playing Doppelganger!

My friend Patrick (itago naten sa pangalang ganyan lol) asked me if I could pretend to be his cousin, and that he will divert his incoming call to my phone.

Ofcourse I was taken aback!

Hello, this could mean an acting prowess and I haven’t had any acting experiences before though I had plan of enrolling myself, supposed to be this summer at ABS-CBN talent center haha – fat chance! Awright, last line is a joke.

Anyways back to my acting (lol), he gave me instructions on what to do and that the scenario should be like this; he instructed the girl to call me if his phone is out-of-reach because he runs out of battery, his lame excuse by the way.

And in my part, I’ll pretend to be his cousin and when a girl named Keiz (eto itago din naten) rings me up; I’ll answer her using the name of Wayne - the cousin of Patrick (eto wag na itago ilabas na naten, haha). And that I’ll convince the girl that he’s on his way to megamall to rendezvous her.

These two were supposed to attend a swimming grand eye-ball (GEB) of their clan, (somewhere in Noveleta, Cavite). But on the last minute Patrick had backed-out, unable to talk straight (explain) to the girl, he asked me for a help - the mental old prat and I bet this is the classic saying of what friend are really for? Uh! I don’t wanna make friends from now on, lol.

At exactly thirty five minutes past ten my cellphone started vibrating (my cellphone always in a silent mode); I had a second thought if I’ll answer the phone but in the end I picked it up.

“Er! Hi, hello!”, sabi ko.
“Yes! Are you Wayne?”, sabi ni Keiz.
“Uh Yeah, I am Wayne – you must be Keiz then?”, hirit ko.
“Weh! Yep, where’s Patrick?", pagpapacute ni Keiz.
“Oh Patrick, he just left and he's going to Megamall, I understand you’ll be meeting him?”, pag-uumpisa ng acting ko haha.
“Uh good, I’ve been here for hours waiting for him. And his cellphone is off”, kwento niya.
“Ahh! Maybe he runs out of battery, just wait for him he must be beside you by now hehe”, parang napatotoo ang acting ko, natawa sya tok.
“Thanks Wayne, I’ll call you again, if he won’t show up in 30 minutes”. Pagtatapos nya.

And she bids goodbye.

That was my first attempt to acting, don't you think it's promising? lol

The highlight of my acting in my next post… and there’s a twist, so you need to visit my blog again haha – pang trapik ba ito?

Nyahaahaa!

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Even falling leaves..
has its own story to tell, ikaw ano ang kwentong alamat mo?

A New Era has Started!

2010.

The start of the whole new me! Matter of fact, I got this feeling that tonight (BEP on the background); I mean it seems, this year will be the start of something grand. The re-defining moment of my life - welcome to the Age of Wonders... ahaha Apocalypse ikaw ba iyan? Toinks.


For years, I’ve been playing happy-go-lucky with my life. No focus, no dreams, no responsibility just being care-free as long as I had my weekly supply of comic books.

And as the New Year starts, I have realized how I have wasted those years for being idle and never productive. I declined so many opportunities in my life, not because I cannot perform the job well but rather I hate new responsibilities. The very reason I stayed longer than expected in my previous work because the salary I’m getting is seriously more than enough for my weekly comics you know, lol.

Now the company I’m working is in red; of course due to the mismanagement of the money-monger and power-hungry individuals who speak frequently of the bible were responsible for emptying the purse, including the employees’ mutual funds for crying-out-loud. Funds that belong to the employee, can you imagine the soul of these people - provided they have one! These people, I am talking about came from a low level position who ascended to the throne by playing friend to the god and now they were acting like god (duh).

I resigned!

I don’t want to take chances of missing a single issue of my favorite comics just because my employer cannot pay me on time lol.

That’s the good news, I’m out from the hell - the bad news; I’m supposed to be getting a pay-off of more than half a million bucks but surprise, surprise… no money left.

Sure, I heard rumors where the money went and I am convinced legal matter should be the answer to settle the issue once and for all, if somebody has to go to jail then I can always pay him a visit? I haven’t visited a prison in my life; I think it’s gonna be fun (lol).

I think 2010 is going to be an exciting year. I have a new job and a new business in progress (we’re a group of four, by the way). And for the first time in my life, I have made my mother and my sister smile but smirk immediately upon hearing the news about the plight of my previous work.

And while I'm starting to remove what is rotten in my friends list, the start of the New Year greets me with re-uniting long lost friends, thanks to Facebook for being so Nokia, connecting people toinkz. I swear I never this ecstatic in my life until 2010 came (haha).

The Adventure of A_lamat: The New Beginning (Volume II), starts here.

Happy New Year and world peace everyone.


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INDAY: Chambermaid Extraordinaire

What kind of dim-witted, ill-willing person holds proprietorship of this structural malady? Had he not the knowledge of the building codes set forth in international conventions by known intellectual committees. How dare he violate these rules when the very epitome of these things I say are embodied in the Building code of the Philippines as stated in the Republic Act 6541 authored on August 26 in the year of the Lord 1972. Had this structure existed even before that? I think not. Therefore you have peddled against the R.A. 6541, which gives me the stands to lead this to court with a count of attempted homicide and the evasion of responsibilities according to the said Republic Act.

Si Inday habang tinatalakan ang sekyu ng playground ng mabali ni Junior ang Monkey Bars habang naglalaro na muntik ng ikabagok ng ulo ng alaga, kaya ayon di matigil-tigil ang pagdugo ng ilong ng kawawang Manong Guard. HAHAHA!

You sure have received text messages and forwarded emails about her hilarious nose-bleeding escapade.

In her first ever book adventure; see her how she stunned everyone who dares block her way with her unstoppable ala Juggernaut wit and wisdom. Laugh-your-hearts-out as she battles head-to-head and tongue-to-tongue with Miss Kris Aquino.

Have a glimpse of the colorful and ever so glamour lifestyle of the world most famous chambermaid, the fluent as always – INDAY.

Grab a copy of her book now, INDAY: Chambermaid Extraordinaire for a nose-bleeding experience.

**Sabay punas sa tumutulong dugo sa ilong**

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