Trolling, Got Me Thinking

 

I HATE MYSELF 

FOR LOVING YOU

NO I HATE YOU

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I woke up from an afternoon-dusk nap reading this text message. I was hungry…and puzzled. Who could possibly text me in this early hour!? Oh wait, its 8pm. Funny how I always woke up thinking it’s the morning when I slept late afternoon after work. In annoyance, and not to sound too defensive, I replied:

In as much as you do,

Trust me, I hate myself too.

But what caught me breathless was her (this time, I know it’s a girl) reply.

hahaha Hindi mo ba alam na si Alay ito? 

(hahaha Don’t you know this is Alay?)

Oh my! It’s my niece making fun of me! I got punked by an eleven year old! I thought it was my ex!

hahaha I was just riding the joke! 😀

I put my best ‘poker face’ on. On text, that is. But this 5th grader wont just end it all. Out of the blue, she replied:

If you life your heart

you wil never inlove.

That English! haha  Though grammatically wrong (and almost pointless), I came to ponder on how on earth did that occurred to her. What does she mean? What does she know about love anyway? Is she really my niece? Or just my ex pretending to be? How did she even get my number by the way?

To answer it all, I called. And called. And called. She’s not answering!  Maybe afraid I would recognize the voice?

Then, it came to me like lightning on a dark night. It’s my niece’s birthday! I almost forgot!  So that’s why. She’s asking for a gift. haha A gift huh? after all this trolling? haha But of course I will. Still.

Happy birthday Alay!

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Walang Ulan, Salamat

Mula pagkabata ko ay palaging umuulan ng malakas tuwing birthday ko. Malimit may bagyo pa nga. Baha, brownout. Yung tipong mapapanis lang ang handa dahil hindi rin naman nakakarating ang mga bisita. Pero ngayon, wala na.

Padalang ng padalang ang ulan sa araw ng birthday ko. Hinintay ko talaga whole day kahapon ang ulan. Makulimlim, pero wala. Ni isang patak. Himala! Pero parang namiss ko ang buhos ng tubig. Bukod sa makakatipid ako sa pang blow out, gusto ko rin talaga ang ulan.

Bakit kaya ganito? Ewan ko kung may ibig sabihin talaga ito o kung pana-panahon lang talaga. Pero maulan naman talaga ang setyembre dba? Bakit ngayon lang hindi ako inulan?

Kadalasan konginihahambing ang ulan sa grasya na natatanggap ko. Ibig sabihin ba nito, wala na? Kung meron man, hindi natuloy?

Gayunpaman, ipinagpapasalamat ko ng buong puso ang isang taong ipinagkaloob sa aking muli.  Nawa’y kasiyahan Niya ang aking mga gawi.

Salamat na din sa lahat ng bumati sa akin sa facebook, twitter, texts, personal, tawag, at kahit sa mga isip lang nila.

Sa natatanging taong nagbigay ng materyal na regalo, maraming salamat.

Sa mga barkada kong nagsponsor ng cake, thank you.

Sa nag-alay ng mga panalangin, salamat.

Sa mga kinantahan ako ng happy birthday, salamat.

Sa mga hindi nakarating sa pa blow out ko, salamat at nakatipid ako.

Sa nagdala ng camera para may documentation ang birthday ko, salamat.

Sa mga nagdonate ng cash at in kind, salamat.

Sa mga gustong magpalibre pero hindi ko nilibre at hindi nagalit, salamat.

Sa mga fans ko (kung meron man), salamat.

Maraming maraming salamat po.