By Yoshke Dimen

The Promil Kid and the Hideous Word

I didn’t realize how obsessed my 3-year old nephew had become with Cartoon Network (particularly Dexter’s Laboratory) until I entered MY room one morning. And there he was, sitting on the floor, smashing a scientific calculator on the wall, thinking he could fix it afterwards. When I opened the door, he turned to me and angrily hollered: “Tito (uncle), get out of my laboratory!!!” This is bad, I thought. He thinks he’s Dexter and this is his laboratory. I knew I had to do something about it. So I looked at him and bellowed, “Excuse me, kid! This is MY…

Hollow Life

This is a (handwritten) journal entry I wrote on February 19 this year. I just came across this page and it’s just nice to look back into my thoughts: It’s not that I lack dopamine right now because I swear my cigarettes make sure I get my daily dose, but I really feel empty. This is not one of my drama moments. I just feel there’s something missing in my life, or something I still haven’t got. And I need to have it badly. I don’t know what it is exactly — or what they are. The problem with me…

Everything Comes in Threes

The Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost; The Wise Men who visited Jesus; Hades, Poseidon, Zeus; the heads of Cerberus; The Godfather series; The Lord of the Rings; Harry, Ron, Hermione; Tito, Vic, Joey; Randy, Paula, Simon; Hanson; Destiny’s Child, TLC, Dixie Chicks; the musketeers, the blind mice, the little pigs; papa bear, mama bear, baby bear; I came, I saw, I conquered; core, mantle, crust; solid, liquid, gas; protons, neutrons, electrons; the King, the Queen, and Jack; the number of strikes before a player is out; I, love, you; It was just my second chance I blew.

Never Mess With Kids (Especially Promil Kids)

WHO’S TO BLAME? This happened more than a year ago, you can see the original post here. I was with my then 2-year old nephew in my mum’s room when I accidentally broke the lamp on the side table. Of course, the only witness was my dear nephew. So I decided to talk to him. Yoshke: When they ask you who broke that, you say MIMI (name of his cat). Understand? Nephew: *nod* Yoshke: Yaya (the maid) forgot to close the door so Mimi entered, sat on the side table, and broke the lamp. Understand? Nephew: *nod* Yoshke: Who entered…

Bababa Ba? Bababa.

I just received this anecdote from a friend, who had read this somewhere. And it made me realize how fun Tagalog really is as a language. I was in the elevator with an American. We were going down to the ground floor, but before reaching it, we stopped at the 4th floor. It opened to a Filipino. She asked me, “Bababa ba?” I replied, “Bababa.” In she went. Upon closing of the door, the American asked curiously, “I’m sorry. Did you guys just have a conversation?“ A’right. To all my non-Filipino readers, I’m gonna explain this to you. “Bababa” is…

Job Requirement: Must Be in Your Right Mind

I’ve been trying to find a job online for a week now. The job I want is just something that can fill the gap between now and me-becoming-a-diplomat day. And being naturally picky, I am really having a tough time finding jobs which I think suit me, or at least interest me. Having a BA Film degree (which is under the Mass Communication umbrella ella ella eh eh eh hehehehe), the employers who are most likely to hire me are advertising agencies, production houses, TV networks, and movie outfits. However, I’ve tried all of them and I didn’t like them. Or if I did like them, the compensation wasn’t…

Heart Check-up

I just received the most ridiculous text message from Frances: “Sudden realization. I think you’re in love with Astrid. I don’t know, it just entered my mind.” What the..?! Where did this come from?! Asta is an incredibly good friend. Yes, she’s very special to me, considering the ups-and-downs that we’ve been through. We’ve experienced the worst in our friendship. We hated each other so much, and now, we’re good friends. We’re close, but nowhere close to having a romantic relationship. Really. Anyways, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about the condition of my heart lately. And I realized…