La mia vita, o qualcosa gradisce quella
.............. finora
Monday, October 30, 2006
the (mis)adventures of las tres marias
Jaq (Cindi), Tere (teka, bakit nga ba wala kang name, wa wenta :-p) and I met last weekend for a "church visit." Only Tere and I were scheduled to meet, however, Jackie groveled and begged to join us so we reluctantly agreed. Hahaha, just kidding ;-) She was actually forced to come with us. (I think Tere used some guilt tactics or something.)
First stop, Quiapo church. The trip was kinda uneventful, save for Jaq's comments about the distance. (Girl, I am pretty sure that Q.I. and PCSO did NOT take a vacation nor hide when you passed E. Rod before. You simply did not notice it. :-p) We were behaving like highschool kids the whole time and by the time we alighted near the church, I think the other passengers were ready to give us a round of applause for our "performance." (In short, nag-ingay kami dun.) We had to go thru the underpass coz the doors facing Quezon Boulevard were permanently barred. (Parang jail ito.) While walking, Tere said "Ganyan yung gusto kong shorts." (referring to a girl near us) The girl heard (coz the comment was a bit loud) and gave her a slightly mean look. Of course Tere just had to react with "Nagmamaganda hindi naman kagandahan." (or something like that) Hahaha, I wanted to laugh out loud (I can't remember if I did actually, hehehe.) Being the bangag that I am, I replied, "Ay oo nga, hindi sha maganda." Shukz, how incriminating can that get :-) Jaq didn't want to enter the church in the middle of the mass so we walked around Carriedo area and was able to buy some stuff. We attended the anticipated mass at 6-something PM (with Tere enjoying the homily to the max! As in, she even had a laughing buddy... the lady sitting on the pew in front of us!). After the mass, the elderly man sitting next to me asked what my perfume was coz it was "mabango." Duh, what the hell was that. I simply told him I forgot. We then proceeded to the LRT1 Carriedo station enroute to Baclaran church.
From the LRT1 Baclaran station, we had to walk to the church, passing through the tiange of course. While walking, a suspicious man approached us and said something. I asked the girls what he said. It was something about "sweldo" and sex. Duh, what the hell again. We chose to ignore him and continued walking towards the church. We spent some quiet time there, although I had to go out to answer some calls and messages. After that, I begged them to go to Jollibee to get some refreshments because I was a bit hot that time. We had some juices while chatting about…. uhmmmm, some stuff. After that, we left in search for a Mercury Drug Store branch to buy some milk.
So we walked.
Walked.
Walked.
In fairness, we found the Mercury Drug…. Evangelista branch. In short, we walked all the way from Baclaran church to Evangelista in Makati. Or was that Malibay??? I’m not really sure. The funny part was not the fact that we walked, although that was quite funny coz we were all wearing light colored shirts and by the time we were finally on the way home, our shirts were gray. :-) But what really tickled me was that we had to pass through all those establishments which I fondly call “kalakalan ng katawan.” As in!!! There was even a man that asked us something which we all understood differently. I personally thought he said “Magte-table ba kayo??” Which got me thinking… “Mukha pa rin ba akong tibo??????????” Hahahaha. I passed time looking at the room rates posted everywhere coz there was nothing else to see. Here’s a funny incident. Before we crossed Taft Avenue, we passed a motel driveway where 4 guys were walking towards the main lobby of the establishment, I guess, on foot. Tere was too tired to think by then (siguro), when she said “Ay, papasok ng motel, apat na lalaki, sila lang” or something to that effect. To which I replied, “Tange ano ka ba, may restaurant naman, baka dun sila pupunta!” Unfortunately, the group of guys heard us. Luckily, they simply made jokes about it. Geez, that was really funny coz they were actually embarrassed. Who wouldn’t be, in that situation, anyway??? Notice that Jaq was not mentioned much in this part. Well its because she was busy thinking about something that time. :-) Hahaha. :-D Something about calling or texting someone and the feasibility of that plan. Hmmmmm…. (Are you really still feeling positive about that? I’m not. Good luck. :-D)
So anyway, we (after waiting for 50 golden years) boarded a bus after (successfully) buying milk for our baby Micah. I would probably have ridden a rickshaw by that time because I was eager to get home then. (To catch a phone call, hahahahahah)
Tere only rode with us up to Ayala. As the bus waited for more passengers, Jaq and I noticed the “odd” lady sitting in front of us. She kept standing up to look around and give people mean looks. Jaq and I exchanged meaningful glances…. Oh, OK. Disaster struck when the bus FINALLY moved. Jackie and I were talking about, uhmmm, something when the “odd” lady suddenly spat on us…. YES, sprayed us with saliva. Eventually, we couldn’t stand it anymore so we transferred to a seat near the back of the bus, well away from “spraying distance.” Don’t get me wrong, I’m a clinical psych major and I’m used to people like her, but I wasn’t in the best of moods to deal with her that moment. Moreso, we can’t exactly clean up adequately inside the bus right?! When the lady got off at SM Megamall, she gave a “farewell spit” for the benefit of those who were just about to board the bus. Jaq and I simply covered our faces with our things to escape the “liquid projectiles.”
I was finally left to my own thoughts when Jaq got off at Cuba0.
I got home at around 12+am. Luckily, I was able to get home in time to receive the call from my friend. Stayed up til 5 in the morning chatting about some “stuff.” Hahaha, anyway, that’s another story. :-D
I got home minus a bag (courtesy of Tere), minus an ID lace (si Jackie naman ang may sala nito) and damn poorer (ehem, bakit nga kaya???? *raises eyebrows*) but anyway, that was one heck of a day. :-) I wouldn’t trade it for anything. :-) It still amazes me that we didn’t get killed. Gosh, I never realized that the three of us together would be that…. ehmmm… lively. (wow, what a very mild word :-D)
Anyway, hope to do that again girls. And next time, PULLLEEEZZZ wear comfy shoes so that you won’t complain about your feet. :-p hehehe. Peace! In return, I promise not to bring my "national bookstore." Hahaha, those books were damn heavy, geez :-) Mwah!!
First stop, Quiapo church. The trip was kinda uneventful, save for Jaq's comments about the distance. (Girl, I am pretty sure that Q.I. and PCSO did NOT take a vacation nor hide when you passed E. Rod before. You simply did not notice it. :-p) We were behaving like highschool kids the whole time and by the time we alighted near the church, I think the other passengers were ready to give us a round of applause for our "performance." (In short, nag-ingay kami dun.) We had to go thru the underpass coz the doors facing Quezon Boulevard were permanently barred. (Parang jail ito.) While walking, Tere said "Ganyan yung gusto kong shorts." (referring to a girl near us) The girl heard (coz the comment was a bit loud) and gave her a slightly mean look. Of course Tere just had to react with "Nagmamaganda hindi naman kagandahan." (or something like that) Hahaha, I wanted to laugh out loud (I can't remember if I did actually, hehehe.) Being the bangag that I am, I replied, "Ay oo nga, hindi sha maganda." Shukz, how incriminating can that get :-) Jaq didn't want to enter the church in the middle of the mass so we walked around Carriedo area and was able to buy some stuff. We attended the anticipated mass at 6-something PM (with Tere enjoying the homily to the max! As in, she even had a laughing buddy... the lady sitting on the pew in front of us!). After the mass, the elderly man sitting next to me asked what my perfume was coz it was "mabango." Duh, what the hell was that. I simply told him I forgot. We then proceeded to the LRT1 Carriedo station enroute to Baclaran church.
From the LRT1 Baclaran station, we had to walk to the church, passing through the tiange of course. While walking, a suspicious man approached us and said something. I asked the girls what he said. It was something about "sweldo" and sex. Duh, what the hell again. We chose to ignore him and continued walking towards the church. We spent some quiet time there, although I had to go out to answer some calls and messages. After that, I begged them to go to Jollibee to get some refreshments because I was a bit hot that time. We had some juices while chatting about…. uhmmmm, some stuff. After that, we left in search for a Mercury Drug Store branch to buy some milk.
So we walked.
Walked.
Walked.
In fairness, we found the Mercury Drug…. Evangelista branch. In short, we walked all the way from Baclaran church to Evangelista in Makati. Or was that Malibay??? I’m not really sure. The funny part was not the fact that we walked, although that was quite funny coz we were all wearing light colored shirts and by the time we were finally on the way home, our shirts were gray. :-) But what really tickled me was that we had to pass through all those establishments which I fondly call “kalakalan ng katawan.” As in!!! There was even a man that asked us something which we all understood differently. I personally thought he said “Magte-table ba kayo??” Which got me thinking… “Mukha pa rin ba akong tibo??????????” Hahahaha. I passed time looking at the room rates posted everywhere coz there was nothing else to see. Here’s a funny incident. Before we crossed Taft Avenue, we passed a motel driveway where 4 guys were walking towards the main lobby of the establishment, I guess, on foot. Tere was too tired to think by then (siguro), when she said “Ay, papasok ng motel, apat na lalaki, sila lang” or something to that effect. To which I replied, “Tange ano ka ba, may restaurant naman, baka dun sila pupunta!” Unfortunately, the group of guys heard us. Luckily, they simply made jokes about it. Geez, that was really funny coz they were actually embarrassed. Who wouldn’t be, in that situation, anyway??? Notice that Jaq was not mentioned much in this part. Well its because she was busy thinking about something that time. :-) Hahaha. :-D Something about calling or texting someone and the feasibility of that plan. Hmmmmm…. (Are you really still feeling positive about that? I’m not. Good luck. :-D)
So anyway, we (after waiting for 50 golden years) boarded a bus after (successfully) buying milk for our baby Micah. I would probably have ridden a rickshaw by that time because I was eager to get home then. (To catch a phone call, hahahahahah)
Tere only rode with us up to Ayala. As the bus waited for more passengers, Jaq and I noticed the “odd” lady sitting in front of us. She kept standing up to look around and give people mean looks. Jaq and I exchanged meaningful glances…. Oh, OK. Disaster struck when the bus FINALLY moved. Jackie and I were talking about, uhmmm, something when the “odd” lady suddenly spat on us…. YES, sprayed us with saliva. Eventually, we couldn’t stand it anymore so we transferred to a seat near the back of the bus, well away from “spraying distance.” Don’t get me wrong, I’m a clinical psych major and I’m used to people like her, but I wasn’t in the best of moods to deal with her that moment. Moreso, we can’t exactly clean up adequately inside the bus right?! When the lady got off at SM Megamall, she gave a “farewell spit” for the benefit of those who were just about to board the bus. Jaq and I simply covered our faces with our things to escape the “liquid projectiles.”
I was finally left to my own thoughts when Jaq got off at Cuba0.
I got home at around 12+am. Luckily, I was able to get home in time to receive the call from my friend. Stayed up til 5 in the morning chatting about some “stuff.” Hahaha, anyway, that’s another story. :-D
I got home minus a bag (courtesy of Tere), minus an ID lace (si Jackie naman ang may sala nito) and damn poorer (ehem, bakit nga kaya???? *raises eyebrows*) but anyway, that was one heck of a day. :-) I wouldn’t trade it for anything. :-) It still amazes me that we didn’t get killed. Gosh, I never realized that the three of us together would be that…. ehmmm… lively. (wow, what a very mild word :-D)
Anyway, hope to do that again girls. And next time, PULLLEEEZZZ wear comfy shoes so that you won’t complain about your feet. :-p hehehe. Peace! In return, I promise not to bring my "national bookstore." Hahaha, those books were damn heavy, geez :-) Mwah!!
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