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Monday, November 30, 2009 3:06 PM /
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Glass is fragile. Handle with care or you'll be confronted by the store owner behind the counter when you break one.
In my case, I did the confronting.
I broke a test tube this Saturday. And it was an accident. Like the incident with the exploded iron socket and the splintered door hole in the bathroom on my first night at the boarding house.
You see, I was about to take a bath when I began to rummage my travelling bag for some clothes and I saw this glass tube sticking out from another bag under mine. I took it out. I did. And I'm sorry, I'm a curious little kid interested in science. I figured one of my boardmates must be into some kind of hush-hush experimental breakthrough.
But this was not science. The tube didn't contain any deadly viral stuffs or hybernated babies ready for evolution. Cones, like the tip of a newly sharpened pencil, in a shade of cream were paired side by side while suspended in perfect alignment. A peck of dust was gathering at the bottom of the glass. Shiny. Pretty.
"What is this?" I whispered.
I pondered for a moment. The bag belongs to my boardmate Kuya Aldrin. He's an HRM grad, I recalled. What would he do with this? Is this one of his secret recipes for cooking? (though I doubt that he can cook, only a few men knows how to cook, like my Dad and my Grandpa)
No, no. This isn't for cooking; it looked inedible. I took a sniff. Chemicals.
An image of a pencil caressing an eyebrow stroked my mind, recalling some of my memories. I was a little kid again, with a pair of razors while Mom was telling me to be careful with the blade while I sharpen her beauty pencil. One of Mom's beauty stuffs.
That's it! Make-up.
The realization hit me and the reaction was physical. I dropped the tube.
Sh*t.
I scrambled to the floor and picked up the broken pieces. D*mn. The glass was sharp. I dropped them and fetched a broom. I had hidden the trash under the rug when the risk of someone to put his foot on it when he went to the bathroom. .tsk,tsk. .wrong move. I swept the trash behind the door instead. No one will ever think of finding it there.
I was panting after that. And literally sweating. The stress and the psychological horror kept on building. It was like on the telly. An innocent guy gets involved in a crime for accidentally murdering a person. Or like some lone traveler who went for a road trip and accidentally kills an endangered buffalo crossing the road. And I was cleaning up any trace of what had just occured. Like I was planning to get away with a crime.
But I'm going to tell the truth. Later. Tonight. Or after when I'm ready. I just needed time to prepare myself.
I told Faj about this accident before we went out for dinner. And Krista and Candy too. I was scared shitless to the point that I didn't order another cup of rice to my dinner serving.
*sob!*
The girls were sympathetic. But it was mostly Faj who was the shock-absorber.
"Bili ka na lang ng bago at palitan mo na habang maaga pa," Faj finally advised.
"I can't! Walang brand na nakalagay. Hindi ko ma-trace kung saang store yon nanggaling!"
"Eh, di bayaran mo na lang."
"Baka mahal. ."
"Di test tube lang ang bayaran mo, yan lang naman ang nabasag."
"Okay," I said at last. That's reasonable enough. "If he won't forgive me, then I'll pay him na lang for the damages."
Sh*t. Sh*t. Sh*t.
I didn't sleep in my room that night.
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The next night, the confrontation scene began.
Ken & Aldrin
Scene 1
K: Kuya. .
A: O?
A moment of (10 seconds) silence.
K: Uh. .May sasabihin po sana ako sa 'yo. .
A: Ano 'yon?
I couldn't say it. For a moment I was frozen in fear. Faj said I was lucky. He reasoned that I should be grateful for the tube suffered for my carelessness. Just like Akon.
A: Bakit? Ano ba 'yon?
A was now curious. Eto na. Moment of truth.
K: Nasira ko po ang test tube niyo
A: Ha? (confused.not angry)
K: Nasira ko po ang test tube niyo. .Sorry po talaga Kuya
A: Anung test tube?
I pointed to the green bag resting on his upperdeck.
He smiled. And I could feel the burden of shame, guilt and fear slowly fading. But it was a smile of mischief that slowly turned into a low chuckle.
"That's not mine, kay Emman yan."
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I coudn't tell Kuya Emman about it the next night. How could I, he was in a good mood and very inquisitive about my late night whereabouts - where did I spent my Saturday and Sunday nights.
E: Uy, Ken. .di ka na ata natutulog dito ah.
K: Uh. .Oo nga po eh. hehe
E: Sa kaibigan mo ba ikaw natulog kagabi?
K: Opo.
E: Kayo lang dalawa magkasama?
K: Opo, pero minsan lang naman 'to kasi wala siyang kasama sa kwarto
E: Ah. Nakilala ko na ba siya?
K: Uh. .lalaki po siya eh.
After that I hastily excused myself for dinner.
Kuya A told me to forget about what had happened. That I should just keep my mouth shut. To let it pass and treat it just like any other bad dream. And I'd love to, god I really, really do. But I don't want to ruin my reputation. I'm human, aren't I? I have flaws and can commit mistakes. But I should also be able to correct these mistakes as much as I make them.
So I was still going ahead with the confrontation. Part 2.
And aside from that, the nature of the specimen still intrigued me. I had asked Kuya Aldrin but he was also clueless.
It was the morning after that next night, the second confrontation scene began.
Ken & Aldrin Emman
Scene 2
Kuya Emman was just fresh from the shower and I figured this was probably the best time to tell him considering na malamig pa ang ulo dahil bagong paligo.
K: Kuya Emman..
E: O?
K: Uhmm. .Sorry po, pero. Nasira ko po yong test tube niyo. .
E: Anung test tube?
I showed him the 'evidence' behind the door. And then came the explainations, followed by "i'm so sorry kuya. ."
I lowered my guilty head for the sharp assault. I was expecting a sermon or some parental advice like, "sa susunod 'wag mo nang ulitin". But he didn't get angry (I really hope not). Or made me pay. He just brushed it aside like it didn't really mattered.
I thanked him profusely before leaving for work.
On my way outside, I feel light and jumpy bumpy bouncy. I did it! I did it! I told the truth! And like the old clich says. .I'm free!
God. That's one big obstacle. I deserve a cup of sundae this lunch. Or a gelato on tube cone cup.
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Kuya Emman had arrived earlier that night. When I got home after work I found him sitting on the lowerdeck, below my bed. I greeted him and he just nodded, and proceeded on with his texting. I don't know if he's feeling and testing me. Or I'm just being paranoid.
And by the way, the content of the tube wasn't make-up but incense.
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My Current Desktop Screenshot: The Butterfly Effect
Thursday, November 26, 2009 2:04 PM /
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Labels: ads, blogging, digital art, feature, ken chua, stuffs
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You Know You’re Obsessed With The Twilight Saga When…
Monday, November 23, 2009 3:07 PM /
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★ You can’t find a guy you like because you compare them to Edward and NO ONE can be like Edward.
★ You tell people that only a vampire can love you forever.
★ You cried when Edward left in New Moon and it still upsets you to even think about it.
★ You screamed when Bella said no to Edward’s proposal. Because let’s face it who wouldn’t want to marry Edward. (And that’s the truth!)
★ You pour glitter on your boyfriend so that he will sparkle like a vampire.
★ You demand that your boyfriend to write you a lullaby.
★ You tell your boyfriend to read the series hoping that he will be
more like Edward.
★ You want to get married on August 13
★ When you have kids you want to name them Edward, Bella, or any other Twilight related name.
★ You want to read the Host.
★ Your punishment that you’re parents give you is to take away your books and you go crazy.
★ You know what really happened to Bambi’s mom. (And it wasn’t a human)
★ When it’s thundering outside you know what’s really causing the noise.
★ You can’t listen to music anymore without thinking of ways it reminds you of Twilight.
★ You can’t read anything without thinking of ways it reminds you of Twilight.
★ You know how Stephenie Meyer came up with Twilight.
★ You flip through history text books looking for a “Major Jasper Whitlock”.
★ You start watching morning talk-shows to see if any of the actors for the movie are
going to be on it.
★ You have a Twilight related picture as your background on your computer.
★ You make fanpics, songs, and poems about Twilight.
★ You download Bella’s Lullaby to your Ipod.
★ You create the Cullen family on Sims.
★ You have a stuffed teddy bear named Emmett.
★ You have a stuffed lion named Edward.
★ You have a stuffed lamb named Bella.
★ You start tripping over things on purpose so you can be a klutz like Bella.
★ You control your thoughts because you think that someone is listening.
★ Cliff diving becomes your new hobby.
★ Baseball becomes your new hobby.
★ You want to learn how to play the piano.
★ You suddenly want to read Wuthering Heights.
★ You develop a fear of ballet studios.
★ You stand in the rain and imagine yourself in Forks.
★ Every morning you check to see what the weather is like in Forks.
★ Every morning you check to see what the weather is like in Phoenix.
★ You have three copies of each book: one to read constantly, one to let people borrow,and one that is signed by Stephenie Meyer that NO ONE is allowed to touch.
★ You think about what power you would have as a vampire.
★ One of your main concerns was figuring out what the cover of Breaking Dawn means.
★ You’re parents have to remind you constantly that the books are just fiction.
(But that’s what they think)
★ You are using this as a check list.
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Happy Rain Day
Thursday, November 19, 2009 2:24 PM /
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We had our lunch at North Park.
The reason for this libre is that our project applications manager, Sir Ranier, just turned 38 today. Aw. Pee Bertdi Sir.
This was my first time to eat at North Park.
"Really, first time mo dito Ken?" asked Laine.
"Opo"
"Talaga?! Wala bang ganito sa Iloilo?" Sir Rain inquired.
"Nope."
After that the bullets of inquiries kept on firing, "May Mcdo ba dun?", "May Jolibee din ba?", "o Max?", "Chowking?"
Eeehh?
We played the Meron-O-Wala for a couple of minutes.
"Wag mong pansinin yan, bully talaga si sir," quipped Anna,"haha. ngayon ikaw naman ang kukulitin niya. Dati kasi ako laging inaasar nyan dahil ako ang pinakabata."
I turned to face her,"how old are you again, Anna?"
"21. Ikaw?"
"20."
I fell silent for a moment. Then blurted out,"uh-oh."
They laughed.
We ate. Siomai, congee, tofu veggie, toasted noodles, honey lemon chicken. There were also some free soup, which tasted more like hogwash than soup, and the complimentary (hot) tea tasted really funky (L's opinion, I didn't took a sip). We talked. About R's food escapades during his younger years - what he ordered at the first Chowking, or that Combo Meals at Mcdo and Jolibee had never existed during earlier times (and I was very grateful not to experience that kind of difficulty. Or I would probably spend a longer time deciding what to pair with a piece of chicken drumstick).
North Park is okay. They serve chinese food which felt just like eating at home (And I miss homecooked food *sob!*).
Labels: birthday, boss, career, food, ken chua, lifestyle
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What If I Didn't Forget Passion Like You Did..
Wednesday, November 18, 2009 10:28 PM /
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Well if I see you again,
you won't know my face
but you'll recall my heart
inside of me a side for
you is crazed.
And when I see you again,
I won't be bitter.
You are so far to blame,
you've brought up this change.
I was so much of you.
I would never be the same. .
~What If, Meg & Dia
While hundreds of thousands converged on the city's capital, following different directions seeking for answers; I was led to you.
Labels: jumpy, ken chua, what if, X
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So What Am I Supposed To Do?
Friday, November 13, 2009 1:39 PM /
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Play, Play and Play:
★ FB (banned)
★ FS (banned)
★ chat (banned)
★ YM (banned)
★ porn (banned)
★ sulit.com
★ Google?
★ explore Google Map
★ e-mail
★ blog Work, Work and More Work:
★ Camera Club Maintenance Form Documentation (done)
★ lunch mode (done, but bitin pa rin)
★ Credit Group Maintenance Form Documentation (done)
★ Buy return tickets after my off
★ laundry
★ grocery
★ clean my shoes
★ dinner?
★ explore Makati
*yawn* I'm bored.Labels: crap, ken chua
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1st Day At The Money Museum
Monday, November 9, 2009 10:42 AM /
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Beware of all enterprises that require new clothes
-Henry David Thoreau, Walden, 1854
Labels: bumpy, business, career, ken chua, lifestyle
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BJ Ken's Travelling Spins
Tuesday, November 3, 2009 6:40 PM /
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★ Spins on my playlist:★
Going Away - Meg & Dia
Go - Boys Like Girls
Early Birdie - Owl City
The Shindig - FM Static
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I Am Looking for a Place. .
5:29 PM /
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My flight is on Friday. I haven't sorted my clothes and packed, bought any toiletries (as Alvin suggested), or cosmetics (as the Queen suggested, bah! should I buy one?! ) and I bloody $#!^ haven't found some place to stay for my OJT days in Makati. Aaaaiiee!
But I could do this. I could start sorting and packing and ironing tonight, buy the kits tomorrow, repair my shoes tomorrow and shine them and wear them, see if I need another pair, finish printing some documents tomorrow. Oh wow. Lots of work. Okay, haha. Now I'm posting this announcement: I am looking for some place to stay, probably a boarding house because I think my alloted P2000.00 is not an equivalent to some posh apartment with a velvet cushion for my ass at Sen. Gil Puyat Avenue, Makati.
Major Concerns for the "Place":
★ safe and secure
★ clean
★ near or just one ride to Gil Puyat Ave.Minor Concerns:
★ full length mirror (for hair and total check)
★ no roaches
★ no termites
★ no mosquitos (optional)
★ thick walls
★ room with a window (optional)
★ friendly environment
★ good landlord/landlady
If you could be of any assistance, see my links for contact info.Labels: ads, career, ken chua, priority, urgent
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