F*ck Off!

Late this afternoon, I received an SMS from someone..

Huy, musta na?!

Out of good will and the desire to be nice everyone who remembers and bothers to key-in (or select) my number from their phonebook, I replied in an accommodating manner,

OK naman. Ito, tumataba. Ikaw, musta?

I thought it would have been enough to kick off a good conversation with this someone since it has been sometime since we have last talked. To my surprise, all I got was:

Ok lang din naman.

That bothered me. I thought I didn't make enough effort to be accomodating enough. So tried flexing some of my congeniality muscles and SMS'ed back,

"Good to hear that. Anong bago seio? Long time no talk ah!
Musta ang weekend mo? Ano ang sa atin at napatext ka bigla?"

To my dismay, my efforts of starting a conversation didn't really took flight. But instead I got a cold reply,

"Wala lang naman."

That tipped me off so I replied back,

"Um.. sorry ha. Naistorbo ata kita."

And wonder of wonders, I got a very accomodating response..

"K."

WHAT?! I was controlling myself not to text back just to convey my parting message.. F*CK OFF and get a life! Sheez!

Gallery: Up, Up and Away!

Two weekends ago, me and some of my friends hatched a plan to head out north of Manila to have a Weekend of Everything that Flies in the 12th Hot Air Balloon Festival

For most of us, it was going to be our first hot air balloon festival. You can just imagine how excited we were to see those hot air balloons rise to the air. I have already planned the pictures in my head that I have yet to compose on site. I was d*mn excited..

Since we weren't staying somewhere close to Clark Field, Pampanga, we had to meet up really early (say about 3 am) and drive up before the balloons take off between 6-8 in the morning.

Luckily, we arrived on time. As a matter of fact we arrived and as Ruby coined it,  "madilim, malamig, at walang balloons."

Without sleep and armed with all but the last jolt of sugar rush from a nuggets meal we ate before we left, we watched the early morning sky get decorated for a few breath-taking minutes with balloons that we could only dream of touching and riding.

How Hard Can Ironies Get?

It has been weeks since my friends have constantly asked pleaded me to join them in Boracay this coming Valentines. It was a perfect plan if not for the pending Vacation Leave I have filed two weeks ago. I never heard anything from it, thus I considered it denied.

Today, without making a follow-up on the status of my request, I have learned that my vacation leave has been granted. Imagine how my heart jumped knowing I could join Pam and the others in Boracay for 4 days in Nami, with a yacht ride in the agenda.

But there was a kicker.

Yesterday, despite my current condition (I had a running nose which never stopped err.. dripping with snot), I decided to tidy up my room. I then remembered to look for the good amount of money that I placed somewhere in my mess so that I could keep it properly.

To my dismay, I can't remember where I placed the friggin' money! It was 12 midnight and I had this urge to turn my room upside-down to look for that money!! But to no avail, I didn't find my money. I decided to sleep it off thinking I might remember where I placed it.

The sun went up and down.. still no freaking memory where I placed the money.

Now, I do have management's blessing to go on a vacation on Valentines. I just dunno how I am supposed to do that without any funds in my hands. Bummer.

 

*****

 

bea: sayang giff!
bea: check your labada
bea: or maybe you used it na, and you just forgot
bea: was it cash?

giff: yes, it was cash.. hay.. 2 days na ako naghahanap

bea: you can also pray to St. Joseph
bea: when you lose things.
bea: maybe it might come up, or then, you just might remember where you put it.
bea: or used it.

 

Ok. Now, I gotta pray for lost money to come back.. :(