Apple Apple Apple
October 26, 2009Nakakagago yun a. Pero honestly, naglaway ako. Shet ka Apple. Andami mong shit na pinaggagawa. Kung matataas lang grades ko at nasa mood parents ko, mapapatulan kita e. Pero kasi hindi e. Hindi mataas grades ko, at wala rin sa mood parents ko.
Pwede tumigil ka muna sa paggawa ng mga shit na magugustuhan ko. Gawa ka na lang ulit pag may pera na ko. Kumikita ng tipong 60k a month, may bahay, kotse at condo somewhere. Aliw.
Kulangot
October 25, 2009Malusog ang kulangot kapag nanggaling ka sa isang lugar na may mayamang pundasyon ng samu’t saring mga amoy at siyempre, alikabok. At dahil sa mga ito, lalong nagiging mataba at malusog ang kulangot kapag ilang araw ka nang hindi humaharvest. Ang kulangot, parang wine, sa paglipas ng panahon, lalong sumasarap; kapag mas matagal, lalong umaalat. Pero ang ibang tao, ayaw sa alat na ito. Ang malulusog nilang kulangot, sinusungkit, binibilog, pinipitik.
Para lang yang ikaw. Pumunta ka sa isang lugar, na may iba’t ibang bagay na bago sa paningin, sa pandinig, sa panlasa, sa pang-amoy at sa pandama mo. More or less, marami kang mapipick-up dun mga bagay na ngayon mo lang natutunan o di kaya’y mga bagay na nagpapatotoo sa mga bagay na alam mo na ngayon. Sa pagtagal mo sa lugar na yun, lumalaki ang iyong kaalaman at lalo itong nagiging mayaman sa kung ano-anong shit.
Pero. Mahina ang tao. Dahil ang mga bagay na ito, bagama’t parang kulangot na naiipon lang ng karanasan, tinatapon. Mahirap para sa atin ang makita ang kahalagahan ng mga bagay, lalo pa’t hindi ito lantarang binigay sa atin; yung mga bagay na napupulot natin, itinatapon lang sa bandang huli.
Mahalaga ang lahat ng bagay na natutunan sa pang-araw-araw na karanasan. Maliit man sila kung tutuusin, malayo ang ating mararating kung ang bawat maliliit na kaalaman mula sa mga karanasan ay ating babaunin saan man tayo mapadpad. Palusugin mo ang iyong kaalaman. Tapos, kainin mo, kahit gaano pa kaalat yan, parang kulangot lang.
Extra Joss
October 18, 2009Dati, suminghot ako ng Extra Joss. Yung yellow powder na hinahalo mo sa water, tapos bumubula.
Nasa Mcdo ako nun e. Tas may isang dumating na bata. Sabi niya, may bago daw siyang cool na activity. Naglabas siya ng Extra Joss, tas sininghot niya. Tawa siya nang tawa. Hindi siguro dahil may tama yung Extra Joss singhot trip niya, pero dahil, nakakatawa naman talaga yung pagsinghot nun mismo. Stupid, pero, nakakatawa.
So ginawa ko rin one time. High school shit talaga e. Marami kang ginagawa.
Pagkasinghot mo, parang weird e. Biglang bubula sa loob ng nostrils mo. Tas siyempre, nakakakiliti yun di ba. So dun tatawa ka na. Tas bigla kang sisipunin, makikita mo, yung sipon mo, kulay yellow. O di ba? Funny ulit yun. Kelan ka ba magkakasipon ng yellow. Pagkatapos nun, mararamdaman mo na yung ulo mo, parang iba na. PArang mejo magaan. Siguro dahil may Extra Joss na tumagos sa utak mo tapos naging active bigla yung utak mo and shit.
After ng ilang oras, mangungulangot ka, tas makikita mo, yung kulangot mo, yellow at matigas. Tangina. So tatawa ka na naman dun. Adik ka talaga kung kinain mo pa yun, tas nasabi mo sa sarili mong lasang Extra Joss pa rin.
Bakit ba gumagawa ng mga ganitong shit ang mga tao? Patapon ba sila? Walang direksyon sa buhay? Walang nagmamahal? Walang pangarap?
Ako. Hindi. May iba akong dahilan. Parang nung isang beses na nagpabutas ako ng tenga.
Matagal ko na talaga gusto gawin yun e. Simula nung nakita kong may ganun yung isang naging kaklase ko sa review shit para sa mga college entrance tests. Kumpleto siya e. Meron sa tenga. Tapos, meron din sa dila. O san ka pa pag ganun di ba.
Kapag sobrang routine na ng buhay mo, parang patay na ang dating mo e. Nawawalan ng kulay ang buhay. Nawawalan ng kilig ang mga sandali. Nawawalan ng misteryo. Babangon ka at alam mo na ang mangyayaring shit buong araw. Dahil routine na nga e.
Minsan, kailangan mong gumawa ng crazy shit. Nagpabutas ako ng tenga, because, I wanted to feel alive again. At nung mga panahong iyon, yun talaga kailangan kong gawin. Dahil araw-araw, bugbog na ako sa acads at sa kung ano-anong shit na araw-araw nangyayari. Hindi naman masamang may routine, pero, kapag sobra na, papatayin ka na nun.
Ang buhay ng tao, iisa lang. Nanjan yung shit na Carpe Diem. Pero ito ang bagong shit: Minsan, gumawa ka naman ng kalokohan.
Yay!
October 15, 2009Ang sarap. 23/40. Normally, I wouldn’t settle for this much. For example, I dropped Bio 1 back in first year because I only got 50 out of 100 on the first exam. I was way GC back then. Now, I guess I still am, but more realistic and practical. Realistic than I can always make up for it in the other exams and practical that I can’t afford to waste time and money by dropping every time I fail.
It’s all about trying to make every struggle count and at the end of the day, finish triumphantly.
I have always been pessimistic about my grade in Physics 72, but this exam result somehow made me feel optimistic about my Physics grade, that it won’t be that terrible, that I won’t have to take removals, and that I would pass. Yeah, I expect it to be tres naman, and I’m not upset about it. Take it, you’d understand why.
Convicted
October 14, 2009
CHARACTERS
Gardo San Vicente – convict, charged of drug dealing
SPO1 Chief Inspector Luisito – head police in charge of the prison
Guard– subordinate of the chief inspector
SETTING
Morning. In the office of Chief Inspector Luisto. He enters his office and checks the calendar.
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LUISITO
(Enters office. Lays his things on his desk. Checks the calendar.)
Ah. San Vicente. (heads for the door and opens it, shouts.)
Guard! (sits)
GUARD
(enters office.)
Yes sir?
LUISITO
San Vicente, please.
GUARD
Right away.
(Exits room.)
LUISITO
(lights a cigarette. Puts his feet up on the table. Makes circles from the smoke of his cigarette.)
GUARD
(dragging Gardo in handcuffs.)
Here he is.
LUISITO
(to the police)
Take them off.
GUARD
(smirking)
Which?
LUISITO
The handcuffs, you imbecile.
GUARD
(grunts, takes the handcuffs off. Exits.)
LUISITO
So. Mr. San Vicente. Please, take a seat.
GARDO
(sits)
LUISITO
(reading a file from his folder)
Edgardo San Vicente. 19 years old. Sentenced July 1997. Accused of drug dealing: marijuana, ecstasy, cocaine. Sentenced to serve 10 years of imprisonment. (laughs) But, Mr. San Vicente, do you know what today is?
GARDO
I don’t think so. What?
LUISITO
Today is your lucky day. You’re finally leaving this god-forsaken dump.
GARDO
(sighs)
Ten years roll by so fast.
LUISITO
Tell me about it. (gets a telephone). Here. Call your sister or whatever. Look for a place to settle in.
GARDO
(holds phone. But then releases)
I just realized. I can’t call anyone because nobody is waiting for me outside.
LUISITO
Are you sure? Not even one?
GARDO
Well, before I got in, I didn’t have anyone. I was alone; I lived alone, and was an orphan. Where else would I end up? The slammer, of course. Growing up, I just did drugs, delivered them and stole for a living.
LUISITO
Well, is that so? I wish we caught you earlier then. In that case, just get your things and you may leave.
GARDO
But where will I go? I don’t have a cent with me. Where will I stay? I have nothing.
LUISITO
I don’t give a damn. Just leave my office.
GARDO
(walks to the door slowly, slightly opens it but then rushes back and sits on the chair)
Wait. Please. Can I just stay? Let me explain. You see—
LUISITO
(shocked)
What do you mean stay?
GARDO
Like I said, I’m an orphan. Nobody’s waiting for me out there. I got no one. I don’t know where I’ll go once I step out of this office. Just let me stay. I have everything I could possibly desire here: food, shelter, clothing and… friends.
LUISITO
Are you out of your mind? It’s a jail for pete’s sake!
GARDO
But I like it here. I have people who care about me. Back then, I lived on the streets. I was a vagrant. I had no definite home. Nobody knew me, nobody cared for me. I was an outcast.
LUISITO
(flabbergasted)
Don’t you get it? You’ve done your part. You’re free to go. Leave. Just Leave. Leave.
GARDO
But, I want to stay. I have to stay. Here, people actually know my name and actually care about my life. I’ve never felt that before. I had no siblings. No permanent friends. Just really learned from the different people on the street. Adapted to the environment. Until one day, someone approached me and asked me to start delivering drugs for money. What a life, ey? (laughs) But that fateful day your boys got me was a blessing. Why didn’t I think of it before? Jail. Jail’s exactly how I thought of it to be: filled with people with nothing to do but talk and nothing else. This is my home now. I want to stay. They need me, but I need them more. Don’t you make any exceptions?
LUISITO
Exceptions for the crazy? You’d have to go to an asylum for that. If you really want to stay, (sarcastically) kill someone or do something that’ll get you another ten years (laughs). But if I were you, I’d get out of this place ASAP. (shouts) Guards! (two guards enter)
Take this man away.
GARDO
You can’t do this. I want to stay. I’m happy here. I have the right to be happy.
LUISITO
Then do something about it! (to guards) take this man away! Get him out of my sight. (Gardo snatches a nightstick from one of the guards and heads for luisito. Gardo hits him on the head. Guards pull him away.)
Are you crazy? Why’d you do that?
GARDO
You told me to do something about it.
LUISITO
You’re crazy, you son of a bitch! Oh. I forgot. You don’t even have a mother. Guards! Just take him away and lock him up for physically assaulting a police officer.
GUARDS
(restraining Gardo)
You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say may be used against you in the court of law.
GARDO
Good.
(lights fade to black)
—–END—–
