A Story of Turbulent Friendship Through the Years

Friendship through good and bad....

Delia and I have a turbulent friendship all through these years. We started off in the early years as being wary with each other --- her, thinking of me as somebody coming from another planet, and; me, undermining her as a lightweight and not worth my while.

As the years went by, all I knew was that, we might end up on the opposite sides of the stream. I usually lead a straight and narrow path, but would take a crooked route, if I can manage the risk. On the other hand, she remains steadfast on what she believes in, and would be adamant in pursuing a road less travelled, if she can hack it.

However, in all our endeavors, she remains to be the more pliable one who tends to trust the others more than I would. This often leads to problems in our part , and would sometimes result to acrimonious exchanges. But the heated debates never last long. We always find time, to mend our differences, and start all over again.

I believe, that such is the way of friendship. It may never run on a straight and narrow path, but could remain strong, if both parties hammers it to perfection.

Well, you know who you are, and; here's hoping for more years of "turbulent" friendship ahead!  :D

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My Old Man is Flirting with the Girls

My old man is flirting with the girls. He had his hair dyed, had facials, and walks with a swagger as we attended a friend's party today. At 50 years old, he still had the nerve of wearing tight levy’s jeans, and a batik shirt that’s open at the front.

Love and the Signifivant Other

I find it most amusing to see an old man competing with younger men,  to prove that he still has what it takes. I say to him, that he looks like a peacock on a prowl for a mate. He answered back, that I am a jealous old woman!

So, he strutted and swagger, so self-assured that he is God's gift to women. With his soft melodious voice, he flirted with women, young and old, like a young teenage boy on the loose. I sat at one table with my laptop and continue to do my work. Looking from the courtyard, I saw him try to mesmerize the girls.

He looked so pathetic, that I had to talk to him. I said, “ Honey, you better stop. This flirting will not do you any good. How can you flirt when you keep looking at me? I am never out of your sight, that’s why the girls would not believe, that you have the “hots” for them!”

3 Signs That the Significant Other Loves You

He stood there very much flustered and said, “Why would I leave you? So you can fool around with the other old men?” My face turned red, and I answered back, “Let us just finished this off with fisticuffs! You don't have brain cells, anymore!”

He laughed so hard and whispered, “Ok, let us go home and settle this peacefully!” Well, that blew it, and I replied,  "No way! I am going to stay put and enjoy this party. The food is much too sumptuous to ignore."

So we stayed, and we’re still here eyeing each other!  :D

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3 Signs that the Significant Other Loves You

Love with the significant other is a wonderful thing.
Sharing that kind of love is Bryan and Rani.

If we can only pry open into the minds of our significant other, to know if he really loves us, it would spare us girls a lot of sleepless nights. Women, by nature, have the tendency to look at things with rose-colored glasses, when they are madly in love. Nonetheless, there are telltale signs to know if it is the real thing or not. 

Three of the more significant ones, follow:

• He is always at your side and can come up with the most preposterous excuses just to be near you. It can range from -- he sleep walked and suddenly found himself in your place; he thought that you were down with flu so he absented himself to be near you, and; he is dying of a heart ailment and has to spend the last moments with his loved one! Well, depending on the degree of love that you have for him----you can either accept the “high fallutin” discourses, or just throw him out for being a nuisance. The decision is yours. 

• He talks to you in a language that seemed to have a life of its own --- soft, sweet, teasing, and punctuated with all the lovey talks like: honey, darling, angel, my love --- and the kind of sweetness that will make you see ants crawl under your skin. He gets so engrossed with all the little things that you do, as if his life depended on it. In short, he is one crazy guy who is deeply enamored of you. Yes, YOU! 

• He easily gets fascinated with all the little things that you do for him: cooking his favorite meal, showing up as his date for an office party, bathing his dog, and sometimes, by simply doing nothing. He likes everything about you: how you walk, smile, the persona that you exude, and even the off moments where you have ----unkempt hair, old clothes, unmade up face---- everything!

BOTTOMLINE

If you happen to find this man, then by all means ----- grab him! Tie him down where he can no longer escape! That guy truly loves you and he is your man! 

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Love and the Significant Other

Coming home from work, you find the significant other sprawled on the sofa, with the house in total disarray. It is a sight that disgusts you; and you want to run away. As a couple who has been together for the past decade, housework should have been the least of your worries. It should not pose as a problem between the man lying on the sofa, and you --- the harried wife. 

You see the living area as a total mess with him doing nothing. All his things were sprawled on the floor, like it was one dumping area. If you still had the energy after work, you might not have minded it much. But you are dead tired, and all of this mess gnaws in your being.

The whole place was like a war zone with only a single living thing on it. There you see him contentedly sprawled on the sofa,  watching baseball; while gulping down bottles upon bottles of beer. The significant other must have noticed you, as he looks sideways and winked! With a big smile on his face, he coyly said, "I love you honey!"

What do you say?  Love conquers all!  :)

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Hot Momma for a Friend

Hot Mommas can be a real friend, but can be a  pest, too!
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Hot Momma is a maverick of a friend, who gives me hell at the most inappropriate time. She is a next door neighbor, whose recreation revolves around to pestering me at every chance she's got!

A few days ago, while going about my business, I saw...

One writer who came out with a post about things that we can write about. It was a magazine type listing that anyone can use in coming up with his articles – in case he runs out of ideas.

I commented, that I never run out of ideas. My life is full of materials that all I do is cannibalize it, if there is nothing sensible to write about. I don’t say that my life is sensible: but, since it's the only one I got ---  I define the world as how I define myself.

Dealing with Hot Momma can be a pain at times.
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I had this assignment that kept me busy the last few days. Today, my time runs out as I still lack ten articles that I needed to write. I sent an e-mail to the client to extend my time for another two days. I have no response yet, so I cranked out this rant.

Why didn’t I finish? Well, I have friends, that for lack of better things to do, make it a point to come barging in,  to give me hell! One of them is a character, whom I call ---Hot Mamma! When she came to know that I was writing about Christian prayers, she looked around to see, if I was burning! She said, that all the prayers were enough to fry me alive! Lol!

I sometimes threaten her with bodily harm (like cutting off her wig) if she does not stop pestering me. She just laughs if off and says, that my world will be dull and gray without her!

Come to think of it, this pesky character, who loves to being called "Hot Momma"  is right! :D

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VALENTINE STORIES FROM A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE

A Friend's Story

I became aware of Valentines Day when I was 16. Most of my friends at that time either have crushes, boyfriends, or have some wacko kid following them around. I didn't have that. What I had were books, more books, and a schedule of movies in Makati for the next one month. You see, I am a movie buff. I watched movies by my lonesome, and had lots of fun reviewing them for what they are worth, back then. Well, I had friends too, where we have barbeque parties with disco music blasting around, and pineapple juice drink spiked with gin tonic to go with our pica-pica.  Oh, those were the fun times! .

Las Pinas was still a town then, and a part of Rizal. It was commonplace to find carabaos plying the Las Pinas-Zapote route as most lands were rice farms. I remember that there were only two to four buildings in the entire  highway. With this scenario, thinking about valentines day in a romantic way, was alien to me. All I knew was that, our late dad either took us clubbing to watch Pilita Corales (his favorite), or go out of town in the nearby Nido Resort (is it still around?) for some swimming and fun.



Teen Years

I realized that I was the only one without a boyfriend among my friends at 16. I got worried about that. Am I ugly or unlovable? How come they have dates and I don't?  That really bothered me, that I prayed to the Mother of Perpetual Help in Baclaran to intercede, and please, pretty please --- give me a boyfriend!  Oh, boy! That was hilarious! But the Virgin must must have taken pity on me since a week after my 9th day novena, a suitor came around!

That's divine intervention, if you ask me. God sometimes hears the pleas of His flock if they are persistent on asking Him on what they want. It was a boyfriend I wanted, so I got that. That valentine gift didn't last long , however, as I got introduced to the fun ways of being a "sossy" girl.  Not that sossy really, but I experienced going out of the country for the first time with my sisters, went shopping in top-end stores like Rustans, went on out-of-town trips with the family, and accompany our dad in watching nightclub acts in nearby Paranaque and Makati.

Hence, valentines was not a significant part of my life during my teens, as I have social diversions that I found more entertaining.



The Yuppie Years

Valentines Day suddenly became a boy-girl thing to me when I started working. It meant --- movie dates, dining in top end restaurants , night clubbing, disco dancing, and receiving gifts like chocolates, cakes, and all the sweetie things from the love one. It meant going into relationships and having emotional investments to make it work. As a yuppie on the rise, I took the occasion in stride and savor the experience for what they were worth.

Those were turbulent years, when the practice of one's profession can run contrary to the needs of the love one. The day can sometimes ran smack into important meetings and conferences. Problems can arise in the office, where the celebration would have to be put off since there are more important things to do. Valentines come and go, until the significant other grew tired of all the alibis and reasons why I can't be with him on that particular day.

After some time, the occasion was celebrated either a day or two after Valentines. It was no longer a significant occasion to reckon with, as it began to look like one of my appointments where my presence was needed; and can be cancelled, if the occasion calls for it. Those were dangers signs. Meaning, that this type of relationship was gearing towards disaster--- which it did, a few years later.



The Later Years

I have now evolved into a person who is deeply anchored with her beliefs, and independent of any deep emotional ties. I see relationships as something that should  be under my own terms and conditions. I never wanted to follow anybody around, nor do I want anyone to keep on following me.

So, how do I spend valentines day today?

a. I had fried veggie lumpia with pickled green mangoes and ampalaya this morning;

b. Had cornetto duo ice cream --- coffee flavor with vanilla for merienda;

c. Write articles re --- politics, accountancy. and Christianity. Update my journal;

d. Continue to curse Sun Broadband for slow internet connection. It's been acting up since last night;

e. And a SHOUT-OUT to everybody ---  Get out of cyberspace! Have a life, and date your significant other. Leave cyberspace to us poor bloggers and online writers! Free some internet space so we can do our work! LMAO!

 
Happy Valentines everyone!  :D

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NU BA YAN, BALENTAYN NA!





FB Friend:  "Dios ko po, Ma'am naman! Balentayng na, ei wala pa akong labs! Kwawa naman ako, wala man lang magbigay ng roses at tsokolayts sa akin!"

Me:  "Pwede ka namn bumili ng roses at chocolates para sa sarili mo. Kung gusto mo, padala mo sa iyo --- para kunwari may labs ka!" Heheheh!

FB Friend:  "Kahiya naman yun Ma'am. Alam naman nila ei zero yung lab layf ko!" Huhuhuh!

Me:  "Go out with friends, that can be fun too! O handa ka sa bahay with mom and dad and the little 'uns."

FB Friend:  "Mamatay na ako sa kahihiyan niyan. Ei lahat kaming walang lab layf ei magsasama-sama!  Huhuh! SWLL ---Samahang Walang Lab Layf! Kantiyawan din ako sa bahay na wala akong balentayng, Ma'am!  :(

NOTE TO THE SWLL:

Na survive niyo ang pasko na SWLL. Bagong taon na SWLL. Ei, mag survive din kayo ng balentayng na SWLL!  Heheh!  Punta ng Jollibee at magpalamig sa Mall. Lilipas din yan! Hahahah!

Mag dasal ng taimtim din. Baka bagsakan ka ng Panginuon ng lablayf! Heheheh!

Juks lang mga parekoy!  Hapi balentayng sa lahat!

:D

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RELATIONSHIPS: ENVY AND CONTENTMENT

Relationships can be fickle, where finding contentment is hard in a sea of envious people. We have family, neighbors, and friends that we sometimes envy. There is no contentment in seeing others having better lives than our own --- wealthier, healthier, and happier.

We look at ourselves and take pity on how we are compared to them. When that arises, our morale takes a nose dive that make us feel very small. What we do is put up a happy front to cover up an empty and lonely soul - like in the social media.

Several studies have shown that social media sites, like Facebook, may be harmful to our self worth.  There is always the need to compare our lives with our friends. What we do is post pictures of things that glorifies us in our normal lives to hide the emptiness.

These glorified selves would include ---eating in fine dining restaurants, owning expensive gadgets and electronic equipment, vacationing in and out of the country, and posting about anything that would show us in a good light.

Envy can lead to loneliness and lack of self worth
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Is there something wrong with that?

Nope. Not particularly. It is intrinsic in human nature to only show the good side and hide what is bad. We assume that if we bombard the others with everything good, they may eventually believe it. But very few people can do that over a long time. Untruths have a way of rearing its ugly head when you least expect it.

Envy: Other Man's Grass Seemed Greener

I live in a neighborhood with different persuasions. Most belongs to the working class group and have businesses of their own. The big shots own motorcycle dealerships, chemical /industrial firms, are doctors or professionals, or  owners of upscale stores. The middle-of-the-roaders own smaller  retail outlets, have families who are OFW's, and/or have small family-owned businesses.

A few houses away, was a neighbor who was into the catering business. They owned delivery vehicles and were busy manning their different outlets in the metropolis. Since we don't cook most of the time, we rely on this neighbor for our instant food fare whenever we go hungry.


I admit, that I sometimes envy them, on how lucrative their business seemed to be. Neighbors appreciate their cooking and I saw cars park everywhere, with people  buying food before going to their respective offices. These went on for quite sometime, until I noticed that the selection of dishes was dwindling. The quality was not what it used to be. After sometime, we stopped patronizing the outlet as we would rather cook at home than buy from them.

A bowl of Pancit Luglog bought from nearby food stalls

AFTERMATH

This morning, I saw a man sweeping the mess in their front yard.Upon inquiry, I was told that the owners were no longer there since the bank foreclosed the property a month ago.

All through that time, I envied this neighbor. How wealthy they seemed to be, with their businesses going strong. I never stop to think that they too may have problems of their own.

Envy is a bad trait. You never know what the other person is going through until you get into their shoes. It is always best to be contented with what you have and to never compare yourself with others. As the cliche goes - the other man's grass is not always greener.

 
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Tell Me Frankly, Did You Miss Me?

On Relationships

As somebody who goes through life with a passion, I sometimes fail to notice how I affect other people. I always have the knack of feeling other people’s pain, turmoil and joy even from afar. I can sense what they are going through even if they try hard to hide it from me.

I knew this sense of perceptiveness as a child – and it scared me like crazy! I knew that I can instantly connect with people, and would know offhand what they feel even without talking. Not exactly their thoughts, but more on how they feel at that particular moment.

This knowledge leads me to study a difficult course --- Accountancy to take my mind out of it. The study would make me grounded on things that are earth-bound and practical.

Nothing ephemeral for me, all things that I see must be run by logic and with mathematical precision. Early on, I decided to run away from things that I don’t understand. This perceptiveness however, does not go away. I have used it several times when I deal with people and have taken advantage of it ---in business. But personal relationships are different. I am still clueless when it comes to my friends and the significant other.

I supposed, God’s given gift does not cover everyone! LOL!

POSTSCRIPT: I asked some friends if they missed me when I was gone for a few days. They said, "Nope. We didn't notice." I knew they were lying. I can tell. LOL!

A blessed day everyone!

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A Friend's Tale: Love Among the Oldies

Tete-a-Tete with a Friend...

There was once a local movie actor, when asked who his crush is in the local pool of movie actresses, he said --- “I don’t have crushes. It’s either I have a wife, a girlfriend, or a significant other.” That response struck me, since I know that it is true. After a certain age, past my 20th birthday --- I don’t have crushes anymore.

What I have, was a boyfriend or a significant other. And when in a relationship, I never look at the others --- lustily! Lol! I was not lucky in picking the right person, though, I never look at the others but they do! That is ironic, but I accept it as a part of life and never lose sleep when that happens.

I am now in a happy compromise. The significant other is in faraway Djakarta and I am happily grounded in Manila. We have been in this relationship for more than a decade, and comfortable with it. He does his thing, and I do mine. He is happy with what he does, and so am I. The only thing is that we are not together.

We have been in and out of this relationship, for the past decade. We get waylaid, by other people ---- either he or I did. Those were the times when we were much younger. But we are now too old for anything. The only problem, is I am the only one who feels this way, he does not.

He calls up early in the morning, probably trying to check if there is somebody with me. Well, he either finds me working or asleep. Just like tonight --- I was in dreamland and enjoying every moment of it, when the phone rang. As usual, he was on the other line and cooed, “ I love you, honey! I can’t wait to be home!”

POSTSCRIPT: If young people can be gingerly sweet, so can the oldies! Lololol!

I just woke up. It is 2:30am Manila time. Good morning everyone! :D

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Sexy Lady: One Hot Momma For a Friend

As the saying goes, “Birds of a feather flock together.” I heard this said so often, that it must have been embedded in my grey area by now. If this is true, then I must be one multi-colored bird that flies around with different flocks.

I am always typecasted with those in the academe and the writer’s group --- and often branded as one nerdy and esoteric character. I admit, I am guilty on all counts! But, I am more than that! I have friends too who are of a different breed, that most nerdy friends would not even know exist.

Me: “Why are you here? I am working…. I’ll see you Sunday!”

Martha: “You’re one old woman! Why don’t we go out? Let us go malling and watch a movie later!”

Me: “You know I don’t like to go out! Hey, what is that? You’re wearing a micro-mini with a slit on the sides? Everything is showing! Why don’t you put on something decent?”

Martha: “This is decent! You’re too cooped up in your work that you don’t know how to live anymore!” LOL!

Me: “What is that thing popping out? Better change your dress to hide that! What you’re doing is black-hat advertising! You’re pushing things too far, girl!” Heheheh!

Martha: “What black hat are you talking about? I am fiery red and always hot!”

Me: “Ok, hot mamma ---- get out of here so I can finish my work!”

POSTSCRIPT: This hot mamma is a 68 yr old grandmother of seven who, they say, is the cause of her children’s migraine attacks! Lol! But, I don’t mind her. She is one of those characters that I can adroitly see beyond the exterior. When I get to take out the entire flap, make-up, and esoteric clothes ---- underneath it lies a true and trusted friend!

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