"Ganahan na ko motan-aw ug apo!!! Kanus-a man ko makakita sa akong apo uy?!?" (I like to see a grandchild!!! When can I see my grandchild?!?), says my Mom half-shouting and half-asking, making sure her voice will be heard by everybody else and most specially by me. She was at the kitchen with my aunties and her friends. I was at the living room concentrating on watching the Justice League beating the shit out of those aliens who were trying to invade Earth.
I went to my Mom's house last weekend to celebrate an annual reunion. But it was my first where she was constantly reminding me to go and make someone pregnant. It has something to do with my age, I guess.
Take for example this event. I was buying some crackers and an orange juice one evening at the nearest sari-sari store. The lady inside the store asked me. "Para ni sa imong anak, sir?" (Is this for you kid?) I didn't know if I will be amused or turn red with anger. I looked at her, smiled and said, "Dili uy. Gutom man gud. Para snacks ra ni nako." (Nope. I'm hungry. This is just for my snacks.) I was hoping that will be the end of our conversation but she blurted, "Si sir uy, mamakak pa gyud. Dili pa gyud moangkon. Pila na diay edad sa imong anak, sir?" (You're lying. Admit it. How old is your child?) Now, I'm the freakin' liar!!! Trying to maintain my composure, I smiled at her again, took my change and left without saying another word.
Shit!! Maybe I really look old. It must be my hair or my face or my glasses. I hope it's just my glasses because I can't do much about the rest.
Another similar incident happened last week. I was sitting on the bed inside a motel and was busy loosening the laces of my shoes. The girl I took with me asked me without hesitation, "Pila na diay kabuok imong anak?" (How many children do you have?) What the...!!! "Dili pa ko minyo uy. Ulitaw pa intawn ko." (I am not yet married. I'm still a bachelor.), I replied and raised my hand to let her see that I don't have any wedding ring. "Pero nana kay anak sa lain baye?" (But do you have a child with another woman?), retorted the girl.
WAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! For now, I just want to get laid and watch those superheroes saving the planet from those who want to destroy it.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
when september ends
Let me wipe the dust here... And here.. Excuse me.. Better cover your nose.. I'll just blow some dust on top of this.. hoooooo!! And, I'm done!! hehehe
It's been a long, long time since I had anything on this blog. Work is keeping so much of my time. Drat!! Nothing "exciting" really happened, if you know what I mean. *wink* I haven't copulated for more than a month now. Believe me. But with the exception of my dear 'ol hand, of course. Well, don't blame me. I can't keep my hand off to myself during those cold nights. Thanks to Milenyo. teehee.
If you like to see some uninteresting pictures, scroll down below. It happened somewhere in the past month.
Birthday dinner @ Marco Polo, Cebu.
Got me a delicious birthday cake and a birthday jingle. Everybody's wearing formal attire as mandated by Norman. Well, never mind the 2 French guys. I never paid their bill anyway.
Videoke Night @ Pod5.
Pero tagay usa before singing. It's good to sing when everybody's intoxicated enough to give a damn about off keys.
A lullaby from Cleng and everybody was taken to dreamland in almost an instant.
Oktoberfest That Never Was.
After dinner at Tinder Box, we scoured the city looking for the gig but didn't find any. Fortunately, we brought along a bottle of vodka. Tagay happened at Off Roads Coffee Shop. It's my first time drinking liquor inside a coffee shop. We paid the corkage fee, of course. The rest of the night was spent dancing and grinding on Pump in Grand Convention Center. We got in for free. It was Marlboro night or something of that sort.
Night Swimming @ El Salvador, Danao
I just noticed now that we didn't have much pictures of the resort on this trip. Some were too blurry because of poor lighting and some were just plain idiocy. We didn't even have a single picture of the beach.
White buns or brown ones?
It's been a long, long time since I had anything on this blog. Work is keeping so much of my time. Drat!! Nothing "exciting" really happened, if you know what I mean. *wink* I haven't copulated for more than a month now. Believe me. But with the exception of my dear 'ol hand, of course. Well, don't blame me. I can't keep my hand off to myself during those cold nights. Thanks to Milenyo. teehee.
If you like to see some uninteresting pictures, scroll down below. It happened somewhere in the past month.
Birthday dinner @ Marco Polo, Cebu.
Got me a delicious birthday cake and a birthday jingle. Everybody's wearing formal attire as mandated by Norman. Well, never mind the 2 French guys. I never paid their bill anyway.
Videoke Night @ Pod5.
Pero tagay usa before singing. It's good to sing when everybody's intoxicated enough to give a damn about off keys.
A lullaby from Cleng and everybody was taken to dreamland in almost an instant.
Oktoberfest That Never Was.
After dinner at Tinder Box, we scoured the city looking for the gig but didn't find any. Fortunately, we brought along a bottle of vodka. Tagay happened at Off Roads Coffee Shop. It's my first time drinking liquor inside a coffee shop. We paid the corkage fee, of course. The rest of the night was spent dancing and grinding on Pump in Grand Convention Center. We got in for free. It was Marlboro night or something of that sort.
Night Swimming @ El Salvador, Danao
I just noticed now that we didn't have much pictures of the resort on this trip. Some were too blurry because of poor lighting and some were just plain idiocy. We didn't even have a single picture of the beach.
White buns or brown ones?
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