Bertdey ng big bro ni Beatriz’ (Pinoy Big Bro S2 housemate) and they’re celebrating in booze. They live right in front of the apartment we’re renting. Not that I want some free Bicol express pulutan but I figured out it’s more therapeutic to verbalize pent up fears and angst with the sunog baga boys than wash the dishes or meet up with MyCompany’s clinical psychologist. This one’s free while the latter costs my company some thousand of bucks while I banter with a totally stranger twerp. The family and relatives are cool, though still quite affected with the fight inside big bro’s house involving Bea and Maricruz weeks and weeks ago. I wasn’t sure what the feud was but MayBebeKo told me something about ‘we all have our dark sides’. I am sure she’s not referring to my dark armpits. I have my ‘dark side’ get over me when any member of my family is under hostile attack. Once I grabbed a man by his throat when he yanked a grocery cart from the lane which MayBebeKo already had. MayBebeKo was in shock so I had to teach the guy some manners which he may have left in bed when he woke up. I know you had your moments like that too. And I don’t think it’s bad to be protective of our family. That’s what make us Pinoy.
Still unsure what was the fight all about, I told the brother and sisters their Bea was doing great. As an outsider and reluctant representative of the masa, that was a relief for them to hear. Though we changed venue with my sunog baga boys to the nearest mango tree (so that I have time to hide when MayBebeKo starts looking for me), they pitched us some pulutan. It’s like I didn’t go far from home. In the prabins, we share dishes with the neighbors. Though we get a better dish in return of the binagoongang kangkong mother did, it’s not always a question of what have you given but the thought of giving that counts. Here, we didn’t give any in return. I was even uninvited. Katas lang ng laway, sabi ni patrick ulul sa kin. Para tuloy akong nanggulang nito, nakaka-guilty aman. Nyahaha.
I went home before my curfew but I suspect MayBebeKo was mad as hell I felt somebody kicked me out of the airbed. Just had a little dislocated shoulder blade I wasn’t able to go for the boxing match the next day. Until now, she pleads innocent. At 4 am, the whole subdivision was still blasting in videoke. A little later, some exchanges of bad words, sound of breaking bottles of Red Horse, and yo mama jokes like ‘your mama so fat, she put on her lipstick with a paint-roller’, everyone’s skewering for his life. Somebody just runs amok.
I just smiled in bed. Something still feels like home.
lol i know what your bebe was talking about, Im a PBB avid viewer myself. Just a little background, Bea and a housemate had a fight, not just a typical fight, okay it was a typical fight since both girls were just shouting. Bea was cool but the othe girl was vocally violent which led to her forced-eviction, that was it, it doesn’t involve your kilikili
it reminds me also our neighbors back in our province, everytime there would be salo-salo(small gathering), all kapitbahays were invited(and sometimes, an extra/extras tagging along unininvited), and before leaving, the host would make sure that the guests were given leftover foods so that those left at home can try and share the foods. And yes, after the party we also have neighbors who would shout at the wee hours such as “patyon ta ka!, patyon ta ka” (ill kill you, ill kill you), always scare the hell out of me..but I miss that, now that I’m living with “urbanized neighbors” . Basta for me, it’s really different in the province
ooppss, sorry for the errors, may mali-mali
ganun pala ‘yon. nililipat ko kasi sa jumong pag nakakalingat si BebeKo. and she smacks my head with a remote control pag nahuhuli ako.
nothing beats a home in the province. i guess we have to be accustomed with this new environment.
Turn up the volume pag humalakhak na si Bea…hndi ko alam kung maiirita ako or matutuwa e…
kakaiba nga. may copyright ata un. di ko naman mailipat kasi nasasapok ako palagi nung may hawak ng remote control.
i enjoyed reading your posts especially your letter to your Pa.
keep on posting!
thanks pam for taking time visiting my blogsite (with your beezzy sked). i am as well impressed reading your travel posts. it’s easy and fun to read.