Showing posts with label adventures ng isang lakwatsera. Show all posts
Showing posts with label adventures ng isang lakwatsera. Show all posts

impulsive wilberchie

Photobucket


June 9, 2011, Thursday, 2:31PM
Nagfefezbukelya ang lola nyo nang maalala na may event si White Knight na pupuntahan. Alam ko magpeperform sya dun. Tinext ko sya, sinabi ko na gusto kong makita sya sumayaw, gusto ko makita yung pinagpaguran nya. Hindi ko pa nga sure kung ngayon ba yun o kahapon.

3:23PM
May naisip na kaekekan ang dyosang ito! Eh kung puntahan ko sya dun? Gusto ko na ibigay sa kanya yung uwi ko galing Bulacan. Gustong∞ gusto ko sya makita. Not necessarily makausap. Basta gusto ko lang sya makita. Gusto ko lang maassess in my own four eyes yung kalagayan nya. Hindi na nya ako kelangan kausapin, basta gusto kong sabihin sa kanya, na naiintindihan ko na sya at hihintayin ko sya.

Dali dali kong niconfirm kung ngayon nga ba yung date nung affair na yun, since alam ko sa Cuneta Astrodome sya, nicheck ko agad yung schedule ng events dun. Nicheck ko muna yung kahapon, aba wala. Tapos yung ngayon, at ayun, naalala ko na yung name nung event. Alam ko yun yung sinabi nya saken nun. Sabi dun sa page, 12:30PM - 7:00 PM yun event. Medyo maaga pah kung aalis nako. So naisipan kong mga 5:30 na umales. Para saktong 7:00 andun nako.

5:28PM
Umalis nako. Super mega lakad ako papuntang sakayan ng jeep. Dahil fan ako ng Charmed, nagcast ako ng spell. Edited version ito kasi ito ay may specific purpose.
Search North South East and West
For one who has left my humble nest
Search land and sea and sky above
Lead me now to the one I love
Habang naglalakad din, nagdadasal din ako. "Lord, sana po magkita kami. Kailangan po makita ko sya. Gusto ko po syang makita. Lord please, mahal na mahal ko po sya..."

Mega sakay na sa jeep. Medyo mabagal yung jeep na nasakyan ko, palibhasa kasi walang mga enforcer. Pag dating sa Tayuman LRT, baba agad ako at umakyat sa station ng LRT. Bumili ako ng ticket papuntang Libertad. At sakto may dumating na Train, walang laman! Dali dali akong sumakay at umupo! Umupo ako ng diretso. Stoic. Nakatingin lang sa harap. Pero sa isip ko, nagdadasal pa din ako na sana makita ko sya. Mega emote ako sa train. As in. Megang mega emote to the point na maluha luha nako.

6:15
Dumating na ang train sa Libertad. Bumaba ako agad. Akala ko may jeep na may byaheng papuntang Cuneta Astrodome, un pala wala. So naglakad nalang ako from LRT to Cuneta Astrodome. Habang naglalakad, bumubulong ako na kailangan ko syang makita, gustong gusto ko syang makita. May nasalubong ako na mga nakaputi. Parepareho yung suot. "Shit! Tapos na yung program!". Napabilis ang lakad ko ng di oras. Halos nagsasalita nako in normal volume ng voice ko. "Lord! malapet nako! Siya nalang ang kulang! Lord! Gusto ko syang makita!", Paulit ko yang sinasabi habang naglalakad ng mabilis.

6:20
Dumating nako sa kanto ng jollibee at 7-11. Tinanong ko yung mga nakaupong mga nakapula kung tapos na ba yung program. Oo daw. Dali dali akong pumunta sa mga parking spaces. Tinitignan ko kung merong sasakyan na andun sya o kaya yung mga inarkilang jeep na malapit sa lugar nila yung nakasulat sa side. Wala. Pumunta ako sa gates ng Cuneta. Napansin kong may mga tao pa sa loob. Napagpasyahan ko na bumili muna ng tubig sa malapet na 7-11. Tubig 13php. Tinext ko sya. Kung andun pa ba sya sa Cuneta. Nagsend ako ng limampiso. Hindi sya nagreply. Lumabas ako ng 7-11 at babalik na sa entrance ng Cuneta. Habang naglalakad, naisipan kong tawagan sya. Nagring. Pero waley sumagot.

6:32
Pagkabalik ko sa entrance, naglalabasan na yung mga tao. Mukhang kakasimula palang ng exodus palabas ng building. Tumayo ako dun malapet sa side entrance. Nagcoconcentrate akong mamukhaan sya. andming taong lumalabas, nakikigulo pa yung mga pulubing pilit hinihingi yung free food nung mga participants. Grabeh super dami. Akala ko natapos na. May 2nd batch pa pala. Exodus mode ulet yung mga tao. Hindi nako makapagdasal kasi nagcoconcentrate ako. Tinatawagan ko yung cellphone nya ng ilang beses. May sumasagot pero background noises lang. Meron ding twice na nicancel yung call ko.

Naubos na yung 2nd wave pero hindi ko sya nakita. Napansin kong may lumalabas din sa Main Gate habang nageexodus yung 2nd wave. Since wala nang lumalabas sa side entrance. Lumipat ako sa main. Naubos na din yung mga lumalabas. Kaya naisipan ko na din umalis.

7:02
Home Bound


Paxenxa na at nawalan nako ng gana magsulat dun sa 7:02. yun kasi yung time na sinabi nya saken na hindi nya ako mahal. So ayun. FYI, ang isususlat ko sana dun, dun unang lumabas yung smile sa face ko. Isang napakatunay na kaligayahan ang nararamdaman ko habang nakasakay sa jeep papuntang Divisoria. Kasi, nagawa ko yung bagay na yun, kaya masasabi kong mahal na mahal ko nga sya. Oh well... ganun ang life!
Photobucket

Deja vu in Batangas

Sabi ko na nga ba! I’ve been to Lemery before! Sabi ko na nung pumunta ako dun nung escapade to Batangas with Papa Jarry eh pamilyar saken yung simbahan na pinuntahan namin.
Bumaba kami sa van na minamaneho ni Jarry. Sa harap namin yung entrance ng simbahan. Tingin sa kanan, isang gate parang entrance ata ng isang school; Tingin sa kaliwa, kung san kami nanggaling; Lingon sa likod, stairway, makikit amo din yung mga bahay in a very organized manner kasi makikita mo yung mga daanan. At may one thing that popped in my mind: déjà vu!!! Nakita ko na to dati. Nakapunta nako dito dati….
Nakapunta nako sa Our Lady of Caysasay Church nung 4th year high school ako. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ganun yung itinerary ng field trip namin. Ang ekek. Pag ikaw ay from the city, you go to the provinces, pag ikaw naman ay from the provinces, you go to the city. Pero hindi ko alam kung sino ang may pakulo ng pagpunta namin sa Our Lady of Caysasay church. Sa naalala ko, marami rami din kaming pinuntahan nun. If I remember correctly, we went visiting old churches. Alam nyo na Catholic school.. Pero hindi ko sure kung pano napasok yung pagpunta namin sa Gardenia Manufacturing plant. Pero I’ll leave that for another post.
Pumasok kami sa simbahan. Sa pagkakatanda ko, it was a Sunday, that’s why we went there. To pray. Unfortunately, masyado kaming maaga kasi walang misa. Hindi ko sure kung ganun nga since I’m from the city, I was pretty sure na may mass dapat nun. Pero I’m in Batangas, I’m not sure how this go about dahil hindi ko naman teritoryo yun.
Pumasok kami sa simbahan. Maluwag. Parang yung normal scene lang sa simbahan ng Tondo. Ang pagkakaiba lang, yung altar nila light blue yung kulay, yung amin Gold. At may isa pah. May parang pamilyar na stand. Hindi ko alam kung para sanyun. Hindi ko din alam kung anung tawag dun. Parang elevated box na may design. Pwede atang pumasok sa loob pero hindi ko na ginawa. Pero pamilyar talaga eh…



Photobucket

Bataan Sojourn: Introduction

Gusto kong simulan ang blog post na ito sa pangalan ng outing na ito!

edited
the ChE Boys 2010 Sausage Festival Outing!


Wilberchie Lexicon
IMBA, adjective.
-ang balbal na pagpapaikli ng Imbalance, meaning hindi pantay, or masyadong malakas or masyadong magaling. Pwede syang positive or negative depende sa paggamit mo sa sentence.
ie: for positive, "Talo kami sa DotA! Imba yung hero nila eh!"; for negative, "Magaling talaga ang Celtics, imba sa LA!"; Imba, bow!

Imba talaga ang trip namin na yun. Andaming napuntahan in 3 days. Andaming ginawa for a mere three days. Masasayang kainan at kantahan sa 3 araw na nilagi namin dun. Sabi nila, yun daw ang huling hirit nila bago magboard exam. Para naman saken, yun naman ang huling hirit ko bago pumasok ulet sa school.

Marami akong makwekwentong masaya. Kulitan sa Card games. The M poses. The Art of War. The Floor Plan. The food. The villages. Camaya Resort. The bouy. Bowling with the champ at marami pang iba!

Abangan!
Photobucket

Bataan Sojourn: Preview

Photobucket


As you know, ang dyosang ito ay sumama sa out-of-town sausage festival trip ng mga Dota boys! So far super enjoy naman kaming lahat. Ang saya ng buhay namin dito sa Bataan. 12 MN earlier marked the start of our third day of Adventure here. Excited na nga akong gumala bukas eh. sana lang hindi ako antukin dahil anung petsa na hindi pako tulog.

Sneak peek: We are nine in total here. We went to three houses of classmates who live in Bataan. We went to a very beautiful resort (Swear!). We are always eating. We had so much laugh trip (watch out for this!).

Can't wait to go home in manila and blog about this! Wihi!
Photobucket

Adventure: Ever Commonwealth

First time ever ko maglagalag sa Ever Commonwealth. I find it parang tutuban lang. Pero infairness malake sya ah. Kahit parang mababa yung ceiling. Pero alam nyu naman ako, ang sukatan ko sa magandang mall ay isa lang. Tan ta na na nanan!!!

PhotobucketPhotobucket
ParaParaParadise


At mukhang bago lang! Mag ever ako ulet sa sunday! Excited nako! Yes! Whahahaha!

Photobucket

Makati Adventure

I was busy then blogging in a computer shop when my cellphone rang. I was receiving a phone call from an unknown number. I answered the call and was at first excited when a male voice patched from the audio. My hopes were then dissolved when I found out the male voice I’m speaking to belongs to Kuya Juan. Kuya Juan is the former president of the UST-Chemical Engineering Society and I served under his term as the Vice chair of the then newly founded, Creative Services Committee. He called me because he wants to invite me to join in a business venture. He was doing it as a sideline and believed that I qualify for his next associate. It sounded good to me, although I am having doubts already about it. I kept on remembering the “business” in Ortigas. Anyway, he asked me if I was interested and I confirmed. He then said that he will book me on March 28, Saturday. OK, I replied.

A few days passed, I found out that I have a meeting with my Legal Officers that Saturday in the morning and then TP4 in the afternoon. I immediately texted Kuya Juan to have my schedule changed. It took him a day to reply and confirmed that he will book me earlier, March 27, Friday at the same time of 6 pm. I confirmed to finalize that time and cleared my schedule for any other appointments that day.

March 27, 2009: Friday.
I left our house some time around 3:30 pm. I walked towards Tayuman St. which I normally do during class days. I took a jeep to LRT Tayuman Station, and then rode a train to Gil Puyat Station. I went down to the side where there is a mall beside the station steps. I decided to walk towards the direction counter the flow of traffic. I looked for a signage of Guadalupe because it was my sister’s instruction. Days before the agreed date, I asked my sister for directions because she’s working in Medicard in Makati. I rode a jeep and I texted my sister for more instructions like landmarks that I need to watch out for. She replied, “Mcdo sa kanan, Caltex at Petron sa kaliwa na magkasunod.” Incidentally, the moment I received the text, I was already in the area. Good thing that the traffic light in the intersection was colored red. I immediately disembarked the jeep and search for the texted address of the building. I asked a traffic enforcer for directions but his direction wasn’t that conclusive and he kept on pointing to a direction. I followed his pointed direction and then crossed the street to the other side. I was pretty cautious because I know for a fact that jaywalking is a crime in Makati and I can be in serious trouble if I get caught. I decided to follow this street where there was a bank on my right side. While walking, my cellphone exploded with Earl’s song signifying that I received a text message:
”Saw u at export bank… Got no load… Wula lang… ktapos lng ng exam… Whew… Ingat.”


Even though it didn’t contain any name I knew it was from Dadee. I punched in letters and then replied. I resumed my Makati adventure with a smile and was surprised to be in dela Rosa? De Leon? St. I forgot sorry! Anyhoo, I know the place because the building of Family First Insurances is located here. My mom and I used to go here to finish up some papers regarding our insurance. I turned left to that street because of adventurer’s instinct told me to. After going straight for a minute, I reached a corner with a very big intersection. I saw an underpass and decided to cross to the other side towards the building where the Family First Insurance is located. I was surprised to see that the underpass has escalators in it. I followed the trail of people going the down the pathway and was already crossing the street when my adventurer’s instinct once again tipped me to cross the other way. There was another path leading to the side of the Ayala Museum. I followed my instincts and resurfaced in the façade of the Ayala Museum. I walked concurrent to the direction of the exit of the underpass. Soon, the pavement is turning to the right because the building has a rounded structure. I asked a seemingly kind enforcer for another set of directions. This time he gave me a very very detailed one. He told me to turn right and I will arrive in dela Costa St., the one I’m after. Then, go straight ahead and I will find the building I am looking for.

I followed his direction. I walked and walked in the dela Costa St. I thought of many things while I kept walking and walking still in the dela Costa stretch. My God! I’m still walking. Walk. Walk. Walk. Walk. Wait! I stopped for a moment because I recognized a logo embedded in a high rise building. It’s a combo of red and blue colors. I immediately knew that is the logo of Petron.

PhotobucketPhotobucket

I thought that this maybe the building where my professor in Chemical Process and Industries, Sir Tengkiat, have his office. I continued on with my search of the meeting place by again, walking in dela Costa St. I saw a horizontal sort of like panel that seemed to me like the MRT track. ”Anu ba yan, nasa Guadalupe station na ata ako bat di ko pa nakikita yung building?” I thought. But upon closer look, it was just a bridge connecting two buildings which are across each other. Looking at the bridge, on my right across the street is like a cafeteria, a very shala shala cafeteria. On my left, is a building whose entrance has a sign, “No ID, No Entry”. I passed under the bridge and I began to turn left because there were fences showing that direction. I was surprised to see such a Metropolis and figured I should turn back. My instinct told me to cross the street to the other side where I would cross the other end of the bridge. It was to my surprise that the building I’m looking for is actually the one with the No ID no entry sign. I texted Kuya Juan to inform him that I’m already in the vicinity. I checked my watch and was surprised that it was just half after 5 pm. I was a bit impatient, since Kuya Juan didn’t reply that quickly. I observed the people entering the premises of the building. They are not wearing any ID and the guard permits them to enter. Since I need to use the comfort room, I decided to go up since I know the floor where I’m going. I reached the floor and proceeded to the comfort room that I immediately spotted because of the sign on the ceiling. It was during this time that I saw the name of the company that I was supposed to be sson be affiliated with. While doing my thing in the CR, my phone vibrated heralding Kuya Juan’s reply. He said that I’m so early and that he is still in the office.

It was after a series of texts that I decided to eat at the nearby cafeteria. There, I ate a solo pizza from the Lot’s a pizza stand and drank a bottle of water from Plato Wraps. While waiting for my order to come, I was still in contact with Kuya Juan. His messages say that he asked his superiors to talk to me yada yada. It was during this time that I remembered the other “business” that I made such an effort to go to in Ortigas. So I asked Kuya Juan and his superiors if the company has another branch in Ortigas. They later confirmed that it does. In the end, I was not looking at the sister company of the other “business” in Ortigas, but the same company. I am just wasting time, I told myself. But for the sake of professionalism, I stayed and returned to the floor.

There I met Kuya Juan’s associate and their superior. I engaged in a very formal conversation with the two. They keep on insisting that I stay for the talk but I resisted by saying that I already know what the talk will tackle. Thank God that they finally released me. The only consolation I had was seeing Mr. Commerce 2005. Woohoo! So hot! Hihi! Before I left the premises, I texted Kuya Juan: “I left the place graciously and politlet. Oh ayan ha hindi ako unprofessional.”

I followed my instinct about going home and the next thing I know, I’m in a jeep to Buendia. From there I rode a jeep to Divisoria then went straight home.

Photobucket
Have you seen infinity?

Photobucket