Yehey!

This is one of the breathtaking scenes of TF's startroopers who grabbed the grand prize of the cheerdance competition last sunday.

the people instrumental in their win were sir bhoy, TF's genman (not in photo), and their muchachas, jasmin and yours truly (both are somewhere in the background, definitely not in skirts). Saon! hehehe. si cheerdleader pud diay for bringing the house down even with the absence of her voice (left in Talisay for sure).

and not to forget wengkat for her well-trained stunts, which she used when she was still a he. ahehehe.

and everyone else, the boys and the girls directly and indirectly behind that winning cheerdance. yeah, the choreographer kikay, of course.

this is really TF's year, a take off to victory!

Faet! (not fate)

one afternoon while i was attending a forum on "3 prisms on a troubled craft" i texted a friend...(the first speaker was already starting his lengthy talk during this time)

to a friend: nah! unsa man sad ni accent sa taga afp oi! grrr
from a friend: unsa diay iya accent ya? grrr ka ron :)
to a friend: murag british ni ya kay afp man
from a friend: huh! sosyal na ang mga sundalo ron nag british accent na! wahaha
to a friend: sundalo ka diha ron! agence france presse! kusniton ko nang bugan nimo og magkita ta ba :) tug-an taka mam serna ha.
from a friend: ay! sowi ya...hehehe

GRRRR

SEPTEMBER:

Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to
point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn (sounds familiar). Quiet but able to talk well (quiet daw o). Calm and cool (nyaa). Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed.
Loyal but not always honest (huh!). Does work well (depende sa work). Very confident (very jud?). Sensitive (no comment).
Thinking generous. Good memory (huwaaat?). Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves sports, leisure and travelling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings........ Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.

wish ko lang!

i feel senti tonight. for the second time, or third, i am misunderstood. thank you!

so desperate to do something to appease myself i texted a friend to have someone who would be willing to listen to me (we always need someone to talk to when we are feeling upset). and i was glad she was just there. thanks to Globe txtnonstop.

still dissatisfied i googled friend+trust+poems and voila a good number of friendship poems appeared. i'm not much of a poem lover but i am really not myself tonight.

this one is quite a poor choice but kinda fitting to my current feeling (i may delete this tomorrow when my old self is back).

what really is a friend? so corny it makes me wanna hit my head with a mouse. anyway, i'm doing this to make me feel better.

taken from a site here's the part of the poem (i cut some stanzas i don't like)

A friend understands you
Without any words,
Stands by you
When nothing goes right.

And willingly talks
Over problems with you
Till they somehow
Just vanish from sight.

That shows you once more
Why friendship is life's dearest gift!

i want to agree but i just can't.

give me a break

Exhausted! That’s what I am right now. The six court stories I had just finished writing drained me and now I’m left with just a few ounce of strength that is not enough to take me home. I really did not plan this. Thanks to my partner who was enjoying his day off while I was stuck with the job supposedly shared by two people. But hey this is the job I chose and will always choose even with the money I make is not enough to last till the next pay day.

I need a cure.

courtroom dramas, i mean hilarity

A few weeks back at a courtroom…

Prosecutor: what is your course?
Accused: Marine Transformation
Reporters: What?!!!! Unsa kono?
Court Interpreter: (as if she heard us) Marine Transformation?
Accused: (nodding)
Charlotte of Bombo Radyo: Feeling spiderman!
Me: Remus Lupin oi ( a character in Harry Potter series that transforms into a werewolf during full moon)
Jujemay: (shocked! And insisted we heard him wrong)
Me to Jujuemay: Hello! Every media person inside the courtroom was giggling except you (meaning we all heard the same answer, except her). By the way, this girl, who is from another local daily, had a crush on the accused.

This afternoon at the Office of the Prosecutor.

We (Jujemay and I) saw a handcuffed man carrying a rock (about the size of an adult head or bigger).

Me: Ah, I know why he’s carrying that rock?
Jujemay: (just shrugged, not entirely giving her full attention to me as she was still reminiscing her recent encounter with her another crush, this time a fiscal)
Me: It was what he used in killing the victim.

(Then a policeman arrived and asked a court employee where they should leave the evidence, he was pointing to the rock the handcuffed man just placed near a beam. I actually heard from another court employee a few minutes before we met the man that the accused of killing someone by pounding a rock unto his head was already arrested.)

Jujemay: (speechless and shocked by the sheer appearance of the thing that killed a mortal)
Me: (laughing at the scene)

Me: (on our way to our respective offices) Imagine if the man had used a much bigger rock (50 kg for example) in killing his victim! He could be in total misery carrying that rock even before he is convicted.

Jujemay: (still could not believe the scene)
Me: Well, he could always use a trolley.
Jujemay: (laughing)

Afterthought: Why did the police allow the accused to carry the evidence which would be used in prosecuting him?! To make us laugh I think.