Spirit Particles, Kulisap at Wormhole

Hinawi mo ang iyong buhok na tumatakip sa iyong kaliwang mata kasabay ng isang upper cut na binato mo sa akin.  Ngunit nagawa ko pang ihagis sa’yo ang inipon kong kuryente sa aking palad.  Sumirko ka sa hangin at lumapag sa lupa ng walang galos at walang bakas ng electrocution at nagawa mong ilagan ang dagitab na pinalabas ko sa aking kaliwang kamay habang ikaw ay nasa ere.  Lumiwanag ang iyong mga daliri, parang apoy na pinuno ng spirit particles at pinasabog mo ang lupa– at inilatag ng pwersa ang alikabok sa paligid.  Tuluyan na akong natumba habang nakatitig sa pag-agos ng usok na pinapawi ng hangin.  Naaaninag ko pa ang aparisyon mo at ilang saglit pa ay malinaw na kitang nasisilayan. At hinawi mong muli ang iyong buhok na nagsasabing tapos na ang laban. 

Nagdilim ang 360 degrees point of area na kinatatayuan ko.  Hay! Ito na naman ang vortex slash wormhole slash portkey door na magdadala sa akin sa common shared reality ng mga tao.  Ang Earth.  At malalaman ko na lang na natalo na naman ako sa mundo ng imahinasyon ko.

 


Ito ang mga iniisip ko kani-kanina lang.  

A Dose of Normality

T’was university years when I met him. I did not notice him on the first day as I barely notice anyone (because I am not that good remembering faces and names).

Just a normal day.

It’s on my second day that I became aware of his presence. He was not wearing glasses then; and one thing I remember about him is his backpack. Yeah, I wonder what’s inside this guy’s bag. I even asked myself what kind of student would bring so many things on his second day of school?

The next day, I saw him wearing glasses. Just the normal guy~ average in intelligence with squirts of genius during certain times. He would shock you that he knew what you are thinking. He calls that instincts, I call it luck. He is one of the weird-type students walking the catwalk university munching some words, talking to someone. But he is also one of the jerks that would enter your classroom taking some chairs with him outside and sit down during the changing of classes.

He is a regular 2K3 student with a few slip-ups along the way. Specifically, 2K3-015887-7 student (now, this would give you an idea what university he came from).

He enjoys french fries talk. If you wanna know his life’s story, go and buy him french fries. He would talk until the fries is gone. It’s his weakness, BTW.

His mind is more of a night sky: deep and blank. And his student life is more of a meteor shower: rushing of deadlines and cramming of projects. But this guy’s unbelievable. He would pull off a thesis skeleton that he made overnight.

But he is not special. He would receive failing scores in quizzes. Sometimes, he would perfect the exams. He sometimes study. He sometimes not.

He loves rooftops. He quit being a writer for the school’s yearbook publication. He doesn’t care a thing. And he doesn’t know why.

That’s it. He is Akso.

And this is Chello. Signing off!

aks and chello

Normal Guy

chrish and axo

Fauxx Won P580,000.00

It was morning and I have not had my breakfast and running late for school. When all of a sudden…

*TU-TU-TUT TOOO TOOOT TU-TU-TUT* Text Messagea!

UNKNOWN NUMBER:
(Notice ur simcrd # won P580,000.00 in our 2nd Anv, PreRaffle Draw Last: 06/08/09
Frm: Millionaires Club Inc. 4 more info @dtails, Pls. Call me nw! I’m Sec HENRY G. LOPEZ.”

I thought to myself, “THIS IS IT!!! IT FINALLY HAPPENED!!! I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ALL THESE TIME!!!”.

Conversation went something like this: (Note: sayang nabura yung mga nireply ko, pero yung “secretary” eh ganun yung sinulat. Inaalala ko lang mga nireply ko sa kanya.)

UNKNOWN NUMBER:
(Notice ur simcrd # won 580,000.00 in our 2nd Anv, PreRaffle Draw Last: 06/08/09
Frm: Millionaires Club Inc. 4 more info @dtails, Pls. Call me nw! I’m Sec HENRY G. LOPEZ.”

FAUXX:
NANALO PO BA AKO PANO KO MAKUHA PRIZE KO TXTBACK PLS
(Dapat all caps at walang punctuation. Para magmukha talagang gullible. At tipong uulitin lahat ng text na tinext sa kanya)

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Plz call me nw!
(letter “o” na nga lang, kuripot pa)

FAUXX:
THX PO SIR. HANAP LANG PO ME NG FONE THX PUPUNTA PO BA AKO MANILA D2 PO ME LGAJE TXTBAK ASAP
(Wala ka bang hawak na phone? Hindi ko rin alam kung nasan ang “Lagaje”)

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Twg poh kau para mlaman nyo poh ok.
(uyyy gustong marinig boses ko… siguro para malaman nya kung kaya nya akong mauto)

FAUXX:
WAIT PO SIR HANAP ME NG FONE. SIR BAKA FAKE U HA. LOPES DIN PO AKO HEHEHE 🙂

(kailangan ng pambobola… ganun kase ang character na ginaganap ko. Hahaha. At syempre, yung parehas na apelyido para talagang probinsyano)

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Nasa inyo npoh yAn kng hndi kau 2mwg hindi nMan kau pliten salamt laxt txt kna poh ito god bless you.
(tigas ng mukha neto god bless you pa raw)

FAUXX:
SORY PO SIR COL PO TALAGA ME. PA LOD LNG PO ME D2 PO KASE ME MOTEL IM NOEL NGA PO PALA. 🙂
(humble syempre. At dito na natin makikilala si Noel na nasa motel. Bakit? Malalaman nyo mamaya.)

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Plz call me nw.

*called him, rung once then drop*

NOEL LOPEZ:
SIR BAKIT DI PO U SAGOT NG FONE BUSY PO BA U> TWAG PO AKO L8R
(Pababa na kase ako ng MRT dito at si “Noel” dapat ayaw pa istorbo…)

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Plz call me back again right nw.
(ano bang problema neto at gustong gustong tawagan sya)

NOEL LOPEZ:
SIR TXT KO NA LANG PO ADDRESS KO OK
(address ka ng address jan ok)

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Twg poh kau ulit ok.
(ay ang kulet ok)

*call again*

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Bkt plage lang kau mzcoll ha twg kau ok.
(nakakahalata ka na ba? lol)

NOEL LOPEZ:
TAWAG PO AKO SA FONE NG BF KO SIRA FONE KO KSE OK LNG PO BA?
(At eto na… nagkaroon na ng bf si Noel Lopes)

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Ok poh.
(siguro naisip neto, “teka, anong bf??”)

NOEL LOPEZ:
WAIT SIR PA LOD LNG PO BF KO 5th FLOOR PO KASE KME D2. WAIT LNG PO THNX. GAY PO ME SIR HA 🙂
(At nagladlad na rin ang hitad~ 5th floor pa? hahahaha)

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Twg npoh kau ok.

NOEL LOPEZ:
DI PA PO BUMABALIK BHEBHE KO EH 😦 JZ WAIT LANG PO OK BAKA PO GALIT SYA KASE ME GINAGAWA KME EH HEHEHE
(Tawa na ako ng tawa sa jeep neto. Galit kase maraming istorbo~!)

*After Nat Sci I class*

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Bkt hndi pa poh kau npa twg.
(uyy curious ka?)

NOEL LOPEZ:
WALA PA PO BHEBHE KO EH. TEKA MAGBIHIS PO MUNA AKO
(Ayown nagbihis)

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Mag sbe lng poh kau na hndi kau mka twg para hndi aq mag hntay d2 laxt txt kna poh ito salamt.
(Hahahaha chillax lang. 😀 )

NOEL LOPEZ:
SIR UTANG NA LANG PO KAYO SA PRICE KO PANG LOD. 10 PESOS LNG PO HA PLZ TAPOS COL ME THX
(kuripot na millionaire na to)

HENRY G. LOPEZ:
Wag na bka virusan pa kta.

Tapos, tsaka ko na inasar nang inasar. Heheheh.

Kung gusto nyong manalo ng 580,000.00 tawag lang kayo sa numero niya bilang 09055982660.


**I again tried calling the said number. Pero mukhang naka off or worse, tinanggal na ng Globe yang number na yan sa system nila. Paano ba naman ang mga kaibigan ni Fauxx tinext (287x) yung number na yan at ginulo ang buhay ni Mr. Henry G. Lopez. Hehe. Well, experience pala yan ng kaibigan kong si Fauxx na idol ko rin sa pagsusulat– kaso nga lang mas magaling siya mag-English kaya nando’n siya sa English newspaper (Epistle and the Clarion) namin. At ako ay nasa Filipino newspaper (Ang Haraya) XD