Just because of MMS?; too shallow!

Last midnight, while I was enjoying watching T.V. with my mom and brother, I heard my mobile phone beep, I have a message! Excited, I ran outside the room and immediately grabbed my cell! I opened the inbox. My high school close friend, Kelvin gave me a message! At first, I thought that he sent another touching quote about friendship or life. I was terribly wrong!

April 2, 2005: (please look for my April 5 issue) I went to my high school friend’s place for her debut; just a simple house party. I was with my high school clique again after some months of separation, and that includes Kelvin. Who’s Kelvin? Kelvin is a really good friend of mine, during my down moments in high school; he was one of the few people that made me enjoy life again! Back to the debut, we were taking pictures with Mildred’s camera phone. Mildred is the celebrant and also a member of our clique. Since I don’t have any pictures of them in any of my archives, I thought that it would be nice to make some, at least to remind me of high school somehow. I took this wonderful picture of myself with Kelvin and forwarded it to my cell phone thru infrared. I was so happy, I fronted it to everyone! The following day…
April 3, 2005: Kelvin sent me a text message; he wanted to own a copy of our picture too! He asked me if I could send it to somebody’s number whom I think is related to him, if the message came in, he’ll just pay me the fee. I agreed. My pathetic mobile phone wasn’t cooperative! I was trying to send that MMS message that whole day! But I gave up sending after hours of hoping that it’ll be sent! I know that it is appropriate for me to inform Kelvin that I will not be able to send our picture, so I did, I strongly know I did! I think I even saw it in my sent messages folder. I gave him another option though, I told him to ask the same favor to the people who own the same copy! End of the story?...

As I’ve said, I was terribly wrong! This is his message:
14-Apr-05 12:26 A.M.
…hnGgnG nGayOn
wLa p rin ung mMs..
mybe im 2 much
dEmndinG 4 such a
fAv0r 4 me..
bt snA u tel me if u
dnt wanA send pRa
im n0t w8ing hir oL d
while..
:’c
Wow! What do you expect me to feel? Glad? Of course not! He made me feel greedy and irresponsible and some other super negative feelings. Obviously, I’m offended with his rude midnight surprise message. Here’s my reply:
14-Apr-05 12:30? A.M.
UyKelvin,super
duper sori!I dnt knw
ur w8tn!F u rmmbr
ngtxt n q sau na d q
kyng i-send due 2
my fon,pro mkhng d
m ata nrecv!ktmpo k
nmn,cge snd q sa
email m!:’c
(Sigh)…After all the messages sent and received, I read Kelvin’s message to my brother and mom and explained the whole thing! My kuya said: “ang kitid naman ng pangunawa nyan!”, something like it. And my mom said that the issue is too shallow! (Sigh)… What should I do? How should I react? What now? Honestly, I’m not happy or let’s just say not comfortable and doesn’t feel that I belong with my high school friends’ company anymore. I know this is so sad to hear, you might even take their side. I wish I could explain my side well. I feel that our group is just a whole lie! I feel that they’re not really there for me! So why call it friendship if they’re not even there for a so called friend? I’m tired of handling them! For me, it’s so “hi-skul”! I think I’ll just shut up ‘til they talk to me. I’m tired of their old issues, I mean, grow up people! We already have new lives! Move on, go with the flow, and let the surf of life take over you! And I think I should give myself a break after a whole year of being somehow FAKE to myself. Maybe friendships have its ups and downs like life, relationships, and all the other aspects of being human. I’ll just remember the good stuff that happened inside our friendship and focus on them. I know friendship is a treasure, that’s why I’m holding on!


This is the "MMS":

Summer snapshots

Got nothing else to do this summer but grabbing my kuya's camera phone and taking snapshots of me, eating, watching T.V., surfing the net if really possible, reading something?, writing for this blog.
Though I want to be productive and really useful in the society, events just won't allow me to be!!!
I'll try to enter in that driving school... that's the only thing I can think of that is productive and useful for me and my country?!
Hay..........(sigh)
Wake up Juno!!!

Killer Oysters?

March 28:
I woke up really early, for a change. For a very special reason, I have to go to my university for our class card distribution. It was 5 in the morning when I realized that I was up thanks to my always punctual body clock for the timely rescue. Since no one is generous enough to cook breakfast, I voluntarily prepared for my pop and my two brothers at home. I made some tasty omelets (egg with corn beef); it made me proud with my culinary skills somehow though it was really basic and easy to do even a 7 year old child can make it. After cooking, I took a bath, dressed up and left. Again, I have to travel for 3 long hours just to arrive to Dasmarinas, Cavite. Then, I arrived at the university at 11 A.M. and our scheduled time was 12 P.M. so I went outside and surfed… the net. While chatting on-line, I bumped into a friend. My long-time friend Sarah was online and we found out that we both have blogs. Then, after our how are you’s, checked the clock and rushed back inside the campus after I found out that it was 12:10 P.M. already! We’ve been apart for a week and two days, and I missed my classmates a bit which is so unexpectedly weird. Before I entered the designated room for our class, I went inside the men’s powder room, looked in the mirror and checked my fabulous image. With all excitement in my heart, I entered the room, and felt the warm smiles of everyone that welcomed me. I felt at home again but made me sad and think of the reshuffling of sections. Oh, that’s okay I’ve already accepted that fact, if it’ll truly push thru. Gradually, we received our own class cards; mixed emotions filled the room naturally. Then, the day was over; I passed the most dreaded subject that killed me! That’s Chemistry people, yes it is my weakness. And also my lowest grade, I got 80 for it, and the rest is pretty high, funny coincident I got 85 next to 80 then 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93 and then 95! Our grading system goes like this; 75 below is the failing mark, 75 above is the passing and 85 above is the grade of those exceptional students I’m not saying that I’m exceptional or something like so. If you get grades no lower than 85, you’re considered as a dean’s lister automatically that’s what I know. That’s all, period. After the five hour long sitting-waiting-goofing around session just inside one room, I and my brother went to Tagaytay City to meet with my family and relatives because my grandma and aunty came home from U.S. We got there safe but experienced some trouble looking for the correct public vehicles to ride. This story is so long for me already. The end of this story is that I slept unharmed.

March 29:
Our original plan was we’re about to go straight home! So when we woke up, we’re all exited to go back home. We left the hotel, carrying all our bags; we went to McDonalds (the one beside “Casino Filipino”) and ate breakfast. After that, mom and pop left us to bid farewell to my grandma, aunt and uncle who splurges all their cash in the casino since last night without sleeping! We’ve waited at McDonalds for 3 hours just waiting for my parents! At last they came out! Change of plans. My aunt gave my mom some bucks for us to spend and we still have to spend another day in Tagaytay! Instead of staying in Tagaytay doing nothing, we’ve decided to go shopping in SM-Dasmarinas. We went shopping obviously. What did I buy? I bought a book, a ring and a headset. I bought this “Life’s Little Instruction Book” by H. Jackson Brown, Jr. with this written below the title: 511 suggestions, observations, and reminders on how to live a happy and rewarding life (laughs). I also bought a plain and simple silver ring in “Silver works” for my pinker my gay professor once said that gay men wears a ring around their pinker as a sign of being gay. And the last thing that I bought for myself was this DJ’s headset that I’ve been dying to buy for months. Now here come the oysters. For lunch, we ate at this Chinese cuisine restaurant the name of the place is “Tsim Sha Tsui”. We ordered so many foods and all of them tasted crazily amazing! One of the great foods that we ordered was this “Oyster Tausi”, tuasi is another term for black beans. I personally ordered that dish because I haven’t eaten oyster in my whole life honestly speaking. The whole dinning experience was a pleasurable thing for my taste buds! The wonderful day ended and we returned back to our hotel in Tagaytay. And before we slept, I feasted upon some foods. I ate spaghetti, BLT (bacon, lettuce, tomato) sandwich, pancit canton, drunk some Coke diet and ate more food which my stomach can still take in. After eating, I read this “W.I.T.C.H.” magazine that my little sister bought cover to cover before I totally rested on my bed. The next morning…

March 30:
In my stomach, I felt a little pain. But I just ignored it because I thought that it was going to fade away later. We spent a lot of time looking for my father’s new watch inside our hotel room it took us a two hour detective work and everything went to nothing! We went home! My mom just told the front desk lady to contact us if she happens to receive a lost watch from the cleaners. To arrive home, we have to ride a public van and jeep. On our way home riding inside the van, I felt the pain in my stomach going worse. When we arrived at the end of the van ride, I told my mom that I’ll do something with my LBM inside a closed shopping mall. My mom asked the security guard if he could let me use the C.R., my mom said it’s an emergency. I didn’t exactly feel the urge of using the C.R. that moment but when I was sitting on the toilet bowl, there it goes! Then we went on our traveling, this time we rode a public jeep just one last trip to go. While on the jeep, the intense stomach pain kept bothering me, I had a tight grip on one of the metal poles of the jeep out of suffering! I had some sleeps but the pain occasionally brought me out of my brief slumber that took me away of thinking bout my LBM. Then, we arrived home; I rushed again to our bathroom to let out all my internal biological wastes. I have to go some other trips to our bathroom the whole day. And what’s worst is that I’m suffering from LBM with fever, isn’t nice? My mom suggested that I might be suffering from salmonella from the not-so-fresh oyster from yesterday, but if that’s so why am I the only one suffering from it? So the only reason for this discomfort is my animalistic lunch and dinner yesterday. And the fever comes from the stress of traveling and hot weather! I don’t think the oysters almost killed me; it was too yummy to be fatal.

March 31:
Thank God!!! I'm back to my old self! I'm okay and oh so well! This was the official day when I wrote this article. But I wasn't able to publish it because I wasn't able to go out and surf the net somewhere around Santa Cruz. You know, in our house, we have a PC, but...THERE'S NO INTERNET!!! So, I only do all the typing at home and all the publishing outside.

April 1:
Stayed at home the whole day...

April 2:
Went out with High School pals to Pangil, Laguna(a far place away from Santa Cruz, uhm...an hour long trip just to get there)... It's my girlfriend's birthday, she's my high school buddy and also our class president! I recieved an invitation in Friendster a month ago? I'm not sure. She invited all of us to her party! Because she'll be turning 18! I got a chance to see a lot of old friends and foes! The feeling was unexplainable! It's like nothing has changed at all! Same feelings toward each other's company. I never expected and even thought that there would be plenty of our "batchmates" that be joining the party. Oh well, at least I survived another teen drama. I went home at around 2 A.M., and again I am not so sure about the time. One of my best buddy was fetched up by his parents and we were able to get a hitch home. And on the way home, had more chat with old folks.

April 3:
Woke up late, as expected. And stayed at home the whole day.

April 4:
That was just yesyerday, right? Oh, my mom and my sister came home. No, that was this morning! 1 A.M.?, right?

April 5:
The present, the now, the current. I went out with my mom, fixed some paper about some affidavit stuff, let some professional fix our "not-so-open-line" mobile phone from my brother in America and now me surfing the net. And as I can see, the time is 5:21 P.M.