ako si berts/urdaneta

12/30/11

Babae ba talaga ang naghuhugas ng plato?

Ako lang naman ang naghugas ng plato. Tambak na plato.

For 4 years ako ang dakilang taga hugas ng plato ni Mommy sa Riyadh.:)) My mom really enjoys cooking and baking. Kaya lang after niya mag prepare ng food, grabe tambak ng kitchen sink, nakakaloka. Balik ka na Ateengg(Yaya)! :))

So here goes the story, Nagpprepare kami ng food at nagbabake ni mom at ate. Si father, tulog sa room! naka aircon! hoo hoo! Then after an hour or so, I was making Ube Cupcakes, dad came down to make the usual pagpapa cute na wala nang pumapansin.

I asked him to wash the dishes and make himself useful, aba naging bingi! Instead he opened the tv and lie down like a pig at our couch. Mom on the other hand said "Manhid yan!". But what really made me more furious is when he increased the volume of our TV Set.

Pakuyakuyakoy.

Ganyan ba talaga kayong mga lalake. Hindi man lang mag offer na maghugas ng plato.

Just now, I really hate boysss! Real boys are stupid and immature. Boys are Boys. Alam ko hindi lahat ng lalake ganyan, pero parekoy majority ng lalake e! umayus nga kayo!

Ang HB ko lang. Babae ako. :P

12/29/11

Hockey to Basketball

It was always been my dream to play hockey. A real hockey game. I remember when I was a kid, I collected every Mighty Ducks - Movie in VHS. I fancied Gordon Bombay, Charlie Conway and especially Adam Banks. :)) errrrrrr! Hit me if you know them! :) I loved the first movie though.

Unfortunately, here in the Philippines Basketball is the most popular game, every villages, baranggays, municipality - ALWAYS Basketball!

Hockey rinks were only available within my reach at SM Mega Mall and in Sta. Lucia(along Marcos Highway). Now, both of the said locations already closed their skating rinks. I haven't tried skating in ages, but I am sure I still can skate.

I learned how to skate in Sta.Lucia but I didn't have the opportunity to play hockey because the gears, skates, and sticks were too pricey.

And so, I shifted to Basketball. I started playing B'Ball when I was in Grade 5. I wasn't good back then. But I remember having my first score, the adrenaline rush while I dribble a ball - intense, my heart wants to explode every time I release a shot. From that day on I started watching NBA, I started liking Tony Parker, I wanted to be like him. :) I started taking B'ball seriously

High School was my temple. I was really good in B'ball.
First year - I was rookie of the year
Second year - Best Guard
Third year - Best Guard
Fourth year - MVP

College hoops wasn't really for me. Unfortunately, people around me back then had too much drama, showbizzzzz, "inggitan", "palakasan" and "seniority".

Not that I stopped because of them, its just that I was unexpectedly injured. I stopped playing ball when I was in 3rd year College. It was a tough and crucial decision.

awwtss!

I am not closing my doors on both sports. I will play those games before I die.

yeah!

Who's on my team?

Thanks for reading. :)

Mother. Mother. Mother.

Tamaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

12/28/11

Communication. Trust.

Last night those were the two words that has been running in my head. I remember when I was in Riyadh for High School, we used to talk a lot.

Me, Dad and my Mom.

We used to communicate, we interchanged thoughts, information and opinions.

We used to trust each other. We expected a lot from a promise. We believed.

The truth is my dad is an ugly liar and my mom is very sensitive. FACT!

The Itinerary was to go to the Supermarket and to go to Serendra(Taguig)afterwards to pick up my sister who is getting married by the way on May! Omg.

So yeah going back this was our system inside the supermarket.

Nakakairita lang. Ako ay aping api.

My dad is a great provider. But I cannot understand why he is being too “kuripot”. Suddenly, I remember I told my girl friend, when we become rich I promise to spend my money with you, because I love you and I am happy to spend what I earned for us, then I was like “baka naman pag tanda ko ganto ka-OA ako, hindi rin....”.

On the other side of my head was my mom, my mom who was always there for us to support and give us what we need. She didn't spoil us, infact she was being a mom, a very protective mom who wants the best for us. I guess my dad had a terrible childhood life, but it doesn't show because he is extremely funny/makulit/malandi. Made me wonder why my beautiful mom fell for him. Well according to my mom, my dad is ugly.

Well I had too much in my mind I couldn't even tell them that I am gay. I wanted to tell them I was gay. But last night, errr really bad timing. Haha!

For me communication and trust is a key to a lasting relationship, well unfortunately my mom and dad lost theirs. Guess and I am hoping that in time they could earn trust again.

Second, in my opinion people lie because they are afraid. My advise, buy some balls and speak up your mind. We only have limited days to live, so live your life and never regret. :)

I hope this entry is interesting.

Sorry for any grammatical errors. :P