Tagged Friends

Similes and Metaphors

HEADACHE On the way to my boss’s house for a little booze session last Friday night, I couldn’t help bitching about my terrible headache. I was sitting in the backseat with Mads. Yoshke: Gaaaahd, my head aches like hell. Mads: Why? Yoshke: I dunno. But the street lights hurt my eyes, too. Everything’s too bright. And it sends my brain to pain-land. Mads: So it really aches? How painful is it? Yoshke: Very. Very painful…. Like the first time. Like whaaaat?!?! WTF. Wahaha. Steve, who was driving, and Kat, in the passenger seat, let out a little WTF-giggle. Wahaha. I…

We Crash Like Planes Do

I don’t want to start this blogging year with an emo entry but I really have got something emo to say. And I’ve got to say this now. Even before I hit puberty, my friends have been emigrating — to Canada, to the US. That’s why back then, I developed some sort of hatred towards these two countries. I felt like, “North America is stealing my friends.” Years passed, and I noticed that I’d been losing friends not just to Canada or the US but also to Australia, to the UK, to the Middle East. It’s as if all the…

The People Around Us

SIR HUBERT On the way to the Subterranean River Park, we were being briefed by our Tour Guide. He was telling us many interesting things about Palawan. One of us, itago na lang natin sa pangalang Sir Hubert, asked, “San magandang mamalengke dito sa Puerto Princesa?” At sumagot si Tour Guide, “Sa palengke po.” Tama nga naman. KAT One of my officemates was raving about the places they visited on the third day. Itago na lang natin sya sa pangalang Ma. Katrina Larida. “Grabe, ang ganda talaga sa Crocodile Farm! Andami-daming crocodiles!” Ay friend, sana naman madaming crocodiles dun bilang…

Inside the Previous Room

The other night, I had a strong urge to text someone. Kuya Ethan (name changed to protect our friendship, haha). He’s my 23-year old friend who had been my roommate since my early days in college until we parted ways middle of this year. Although extreme opposites, we got along really well. He doesn’t like my political stand but I’m not a fan of his views, either. His sense of humor is very different from mine. He smirks at my favorite films and songs. He’s very reserved and serious while I’m very vocal and opinionated. He’s more of the logical…

Words of Wisdom from Dohna Sarmiento

Trinoma, Quezon City. September 2008. I don’t eat beef. Don’t ask why not. I don’t know either. I just don’t. But of course, I know how it tastes like. Last month, I was at FoodEx Trinoma to taste beef for the first time. (It was the first of the three times I ate beef in my life.) Mimay, JT and Dohna were all there to witness the momentous event. Mimay had it recorded. Video uploaded to Facebook. I ordered T-Bone steak. They were all crying “Oh my God” repeatedly in anticipation. Because you know, one day, I’ll be so famous…

How My Friends See Me II: Mastering Vanilla Sex?

What’s wrong with my friends? They’ve been so very imaginative lately; they’re accusing me of things. Things that are, well, pretty amusing. Very recently, they, albeit separately, came up with an interesting theory. More like a guess, actually. ROBIN While malling. A few months ago. Robin: I kinda miss the “bossy” you. Yoshke: Hey, I was never bossy. Robin: You were. You are. It’s just today that you seem to be not that. Yoshke: Must be the weather. Robin: What about the weather? Yoshke: Humid. Makes me feel sleepy. Robin: I bet you’re also bossy in bed. Yoshke: OMG. If…

Recycled Conversations II: College Moments

Some of the most bloggable conversations I had with my friends in our thesis days (2 years ago). Allow me to repost them. (And oh, ngayon lang yata ako magta-Tagalog sa blog ko nang bonggang bongga since I got my .com account.) DOHNA Nung Friday night, hindi dapat ako pupunta sa rehearsals nina Dohna and Glenn. Dumaan lang ako sa Aldaba Hall para sana magpaalam na manonood na lang ako ng Close To You, starring John Lloyd Cruz, Bea Alonzo and Sam Milby. Sa labas pa lang, nakita ko na si Dohna. Sabi ko, “Hoy Dohna, may sasabihin ako sa’yo…”…

The Line That Must Not Be Crossed

Another short conversation with a friend over Yahoo Messenger. Yoshke: Done reading? Friend: Aye aye. Sweet. Mushy. Yoshke: Should I say “Thanks?” Friend: lol. How come all your short, short, short stories are about friends falling in love? Yoshke: NOT ALL. Just the ones I post on my blog. Friend: Tell me, are you in love with a friend? Yoshke: No. 🙂 Friend: Don’t tell me it’s me. Yoshke: Whoah, is it just me or it really turned windy here? Friend: You’re corny. Yoshke: And you’re presumptuous! Assuming much? Friend: So why the fascination? Yoshke: I just love writing about it…