silencia

W: Ba’t ka nakasimangot?

Ako: Masakit po ang puson ko, more than one week na. Feeling ko may chocolate cyst ako.

W: Hay naku! Kasi ang hilig hilig mo sa tsokolate! Mag-share ka kasi pag kakain ka. 

 

Hehe! This conversation completed my day. It’s true that I love chocolates more than anything else, but I don’t think it has anything to do with it. I couldn’t help but laugh my ass off. 

W is already menopause who’s experiencing evident mood swings and intermittent hot flushes (maybe). 

I felt it! Don’t make it like a city’s explosion, as it’s just a simple shake.

It really baffles me (and annoys me) big time as to why people around right now tend to feel like in a total shudder of horror, or maybe in amazement, about the earthquake a while ago. 

I was still in my classroom while rushing some papers for tomorrow’s IELTS mock test when someone knocked just to ask me if I felt the quake. I simply said yes. Then another singkit moron peeked behind the half-open door. “Teacher, did you feel that?” 

“Yes. Why?”

And he looked at me in disbelief and uttered ,”why are you not affected at all? Not afraid?”

“No.”

“진짜! Strange woman!”. Then he left.

Not even a minute passed when another man showed up. He asked if he can come in. I just nodded and I saw his eyes in panic. 

“Didn’t you feel the artquick?”

While he was saying this, it was as if he was trying very hard to open his eyes and let the whole world know that Koreans have sclerae. With that look, I couldn’t help but blurt out a big laugh. He laughed along but his furrowed brow has never left his face.

I explained that Baguio often experience shakes like that. It’s normal because of it’s location and blah blah blah, and blah blah blah. He answered in awe and disbelief, “yearly??”.

“Not only yearly. It can be every week or even more frequent than that. “

Mas lalong nalukot ang mukha. Only to find out that what he meant by YEARLY is 정말. A question of affirmation, like REALLY?!!!.

I have been with these people for a couple of months, but I still forget how they pronounce words sometimes and what they really mean. That gave me a laugh, though. It should have been fun until another boorish young man appeared and started to talk in wonder like a bird about “the thing that happened a while ago”.

The fun faded and was changed with irritation. I really don’t understand why in the world these people are so, so amazed about a simple quake like this. It wasn’t nerve-wracking and it didn’t last for long. Its magnitude may not even move PhilVOCS seismometer.

I would understand it if they are a bunch of ignorant 5-year-old kids and that it may be their first time to experience such ground shakes in their lives. But, hell, some of these people are way older than me. 

Walang bang lindol sa Korea, or you are just “acting like Koreans”???

Remind me to blog later about Korean Thanksgiving Day. I enjoyed some food. It’s like a feast. The 람연 that they always serve every Sunday is nowhere in sight. Aside from that, I also played yutnori - Korean traditional boardgame. It’s pretty much like a baseball with some intricacies along the way, with some shouting and booing in between of course. 

We won!

I am learning to type fast in 한글 and that’s why this is my bestfriend right now.  My computer has Roman alphabet only, so when I try to hit charcters in 한극어, I am like doing some kind of trial and error until such time that I correctly guess the right key. It takes me 100 years (hehe!) to be able to construct an existing Korean word until my friend 준형 아주씨 sent me this keyboard pix. Now, I can double my usual speed before.

Millions thanks mwah mwah! 

Headache sucks!

I woke up feeling well and seemed to go about my day just fine until my tension headache attacked at around 3 PM. I was in the middle of some stupid seminar when it felt like someone suddenly tugged my hair and squeezed my head cruelly. If I move it wrong, it was as if some metal balls start rolling around inside and bumping hard into soft parts of my skull. That’s how it felt like. I have had it since I-don’t-know-when. It’s episodic anyway and it has been a habit to endure it a little every time it occurs. But this time, it was unbearable.

After quitting time, which was past 5 PM, I decided to take a walk to get some fresh air. I found myself toddling along Burnham Park. It probably took me longer than I planned because I just realized I barely can see the surroundings anymore. It was dark. It was really dark.

I asked an ale why there are no lights around. She said since the new mayor sat in position, Burnham Park is no longer the way it used to be. It’s dirty and it has become nothing but a haven of lovers who don’t wish to get a room. Well, I don’t care about it, but I couldn’t disagree with her. As I look around before I head towards the taxi stand nearby, I can feel sadness in the dull murky and foggy surroundings.

Now, I am talking to Jumar through YM! and I am surprised about what he said that  “pokpok lang ang naglalakad sa Burnham ng gabi, bungee!!!” Oh, God! I wasn’t aware of that. That only goes to show that I don’t know much about this place.

This time, I think I’d rather take some hot milk and sleep early. Perhaps, I am just overstretched these days.

Who wants some jamppong? The real one, not the Lucky Me Supreme jamppong that we have in PI.

I didn’t like it the first time I tasted it, and I promised myself not to try it again. It’s just way tooo spicy for my taste. It made me feel so bloated and I caught a cold after digging it.

Well, I ate it at around 1 AM, though. I am not sure if it’s because of the jamppong taste or the time of the night. Anyway, that was like February of this year and I haven’t tried it again until now. Someone brought one bowl for me. It’s sitting right on my desk and it’s now getting cold.

I’m starving, but I don’t want to get a cold yet again.

F*ck knows…

Hell hell hell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My life these days is depressing and really deadtiring. I could find myself staring into space while my body is sleeping. It’s terribly worrisome to some extent. However, this place can ease up everything - Kaffee Klatch in Baguio.

OK. That’s all you need to know. I’d rather hit the bed. ^_^