A Travellerspoint blog

December 2008

lovingly yours, maharot

maharot is devoid of sleep and and is suffering from Premenstrual dysphoric disorder .....o wag sana gullible ha

Ola! amigos y amigas. another year has passed and hopefully, we will all have a better and more colorful year ahead of us. wooohooo!

dear maharot,

nahihirapan na ko sa sobrang dumi ng bahay namin. nagkalat ang baso, pinagkaininan, jacket atbp. sobra po akong nabobother sa set-up namin. i dunno what to do..help

Amidala

dear Amidala,

habang natutulog ang mga housemate mo, pagsamahin ang mga damit nilang nakakalat (yung mga tuyo), ibabad sa gasolina. isama na din ang mga nakakalat sa lamesa. ibabad ng 10-20 minutes. tanggalin at ikalat sa buong kabahayan. magimpake ka na ng mga gamit mo, yung valuables lang. iwan mo na ang iba. bago ka umalis, siguraduhin bukas ang mga gas at nakasaksak lahat ng appliances. sindihan mo ang mga binabad mong damit ng housemates mo. tumakbo ka na agad at wag magtagal sa bahay. magpalit ka na din ng pangalan at magparetoke ng mukha,dahil kung sswertihin sila at d mamatay sa sunog, im sure huhuntingin ka nila kasama ang buong PNP at Narcom.

P.S. tigilan mo na ang pagdadrugs

lovingly yours, maharot

dear maharot,
lagi na lang po akong loveless. kung magkakaron naman po ako ng fubu, lagi na lang pong ako ang gumagastos, bibihira pong walang bayad. kailangan ko pa sila lalasingin. mahilig din po ako sa mga challenges. yun pong malabo akong magustuhan kahit anong bait kong tao.di ko na po kaya ang mga nangyayari. i want to end this.

athena

dear athena,

una sa lahat, alam ba ng mga fubu nila na fubu mo sila? baka sa dreams mo lang sila nagiging fubu?? o baka naman naghihintay ka ng divine intervention na pagkakita pa lang sayo e feeling mo magwowork ang love at first sight. wag ganun 'neng.wag magfeeling. you need to take your appearance in consideration. syempre, dapat maayos ang damit mo.refrain from using baggy pants especially if your thin. pati na din ang shirt. tingin ko babagay sa yo ang pastel colored polo shirts (not too loud though at wag ung giveaway na screaming PINK). wear manly cologne/perfume dahil ang mga boys ngayon ayaw ng pagirl. now the highlight-- yung shoes. laging sariling sapatos mo ang gamitin mo to avoid any misunderstanding with housemates. kung hindi ito masusunod, nakikita kong you'll die a gruesome (HOT) death accompanied with 3rd degree burns. lucky color: purple lucky number:57

lovingly yours, maharot

dear maharot,

happy new year! isa po ako sa avid readers nyo. di nyo naiitatanong, kaya ayoko din naman sagutin (HUWAAAAAAAT??-Maharot). malaki ang problema ko sa bf ko. actually di naman sha malaki (ang bf ko), pero di ako mapakali tuwing magkasama kami kasi parang malayo ang tingin niya at parang matamlay sha. wala na ang dati niyang sigla. di ko naman po sha pinapagod masyado. ano kaya ang iniisip niya?

princess

dear princess,

sana nilakipan mo ng aspirin ang sulat mo, sumakit kasi ang ulo ko dun. di ko kilala ang bf mo kaya di ko alam kung ano iniisip niya (tingin ko gusto ka niyang ihulog sa bangin, un e sa tingin ko lang naman) pero since sinasabi mong matamlay sha, balisa at walang sigla, ang maiaadvice ko lang e dalhin mo sha sa espesyalista. madami sa Quezon Institute. mukhang malapit na sha!

lovingly yours, maharot

dear maharot,

minsan naisip ko na sana mayaman ako at nabibili ko lahat ng luho ko, pati na din ang mga pangangailangan ng pamilya ko. ano sa tingin mo?

bardagol

dear bardagol,

inggitera ka! dream ko din yan...

lovingly yours, maharot

dear maharot,

ano ang mas masarap para sayo? tokneneng o kwek-kwek?

bogart

dear bogart,

naknam!! pareho lang yung ITLOG ergo masarap sila pareho. on the contrary, di lahat ng itlog masarap hehehe

lovingly yours, maharot

dear maharot,

hi low! how are you? meeh? im okay. how is you're health? i hope you recieved this letter of mine in a good condition okay?! i am one of youre many fan. hope we could have been friends for life. i will waiting for youre reply since i write to you this letter and im hoping for youre kind consideration. i promise to write to you letters daily. thank you for youre reading this.

kikay

dear kikay,

isa ka pa! isang banig na paracetamol ang kailangan ko sa sulat mo. ginawa mo pa kong penpal cum teacher (dahil mukhang excuse letter/ promissory note ang letter mo!). lubayan mo ako bago maginit ang ulo ko.

lovingly yours, maharot

dear maharot,

ate!!! alam ko kaw to! bigyan moko ng pera. ang kuripot mo talaga! di pa orig ung binigay mong Zippo! susumbong kita kay mama.

utoy

aaah uhmmm

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hehehe HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! :)

Posted by maharot 13:38 Comments (1)

here and now in a parallel universe

close your eyes. imagine...

in another part of the world:

someone says a prayer for a dying loved one..

a father walks his daughter to the aisle..

a wife forgives her husband for having an affair..

a would-be-mother sings a lullaby to her unborn child.

a customer complains about a bad service..

a first time smoker puffs his first cigarette..

a starving family sleeps in an old abandoned building..

a child dies of poison from a firecracker..

someone consoles a bereaved relative..

a newlywed couple tries to make a family..

an escort is leaving his very satisfied customer..

an unwed mother ponders about taking her child's life..

a 53-year old widow is about to tell her kids of her wedding plan to her 26-year old boyfriend..

a girl kisses her boyfriend one last time..

a closeted gay tells his family of his preference..

longtime lovers contemplate marriage..

a child utters his first few words..

a dying man asks for forgiveness..

someone whispers... "I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you" ..

a priest discovers he is about to become a dad..

a teenager had her first sip of alcohol..

a spinster still grieves over a lost love..

a grandfather holds his grandchild's hand while taking her first few steps..

a mother cries tears of joy during her son's recital..

a child learns to ride his bike..

a family misses a loved one who passed away..

a godfather of 49, dreads christmas gift giving..

a family of an ex-convict reunites, after their father's long absence..

an adolescent had her first menstruation..

a has been singer performs in the comfort of his own bathroom..

a 6-year old tells his classmates he wants to be an astronaut..

countless possibilities. decisions made in a split second. and no assurance of how it would turn out after..

Posted by maharot 15:26 Comments (0)

aaaaw...

an entry from my good friend "bumbay" to his very lucky wife

a short backround about bumbay:
he is the guy you always see playing basketball across your house, whom you wouldn't give a second look (since he wont make eye contact). he used to be the "shy type". un pala balahura rin. he wears age-old levi's with a GIRL SCOUT printed tshirt (that's what he's good at, scouting for girls), neon pink socks and vintage converse (when i say vintage, i mean it).he and my friend sheila used to fight a lot ranging from napthalene ball-scented shirts (sheila:ambaho mo! amoy kulob ka na ewan!) to *&%! sizes (bumbay:siguro malaki t*e mo kaya ka mataba?hehehe). the typical tambay (tambay sa mayrick's) cum rockstar look crossed with a newly recruited taliban hahaha. he's the last person i would imagine writing mushy stuff. made me think there's still hope for insensitive guys to change (not that he's insensitive). here goes...

Happy Birthday to Emi:

My Lucy Whitmore

The only person who keeps laughing at my old recycled jokes

The coolest thing that ever happened to me and to this world

Who made me and Evan the luckiest

My bestest friend

The most loving and awesome wife and mother in the whole wide world

Who understands electronics user's manual better than I do

Who made me learn to appreciate wearing neckties (tshirt is not the only clothing on earth)

Who once was crazy about Ariel Rivera but seemed to have an amnesia about it and would not admit it.

Who made living worth every frames of it (for video there is 30 frames per second, for film there's 24).

Who made life beautiful.

Who is gradually gaining more and more patience over my (and Evan's) "occasional" untidiness

The only one who thinks I should keep my faith that my hair will someday grow back or gain some micro inch with the right shampoo. Else, bald is the new cute.

Who always makes me want to follow my dream, keep trying, not give up and that I'll get it right eventually.

Who I love the most.

Who is always right (I truly, madly, deeply, absolutely believe this!)

I love you, Mom! :)

Tsup!

Posted by maharot 21:12 Comments (0)

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