Yesterday, I got another stupid guy calling me on my Sun number. Tss. How the hell do people manage to just "guess" my number?! Idiots.
So this guy calls me up and I can hear him say, "Hello? Hello?" Ugh. Hello my ass. His voice pa lang, nakakairita na! I did say "Hello" back, before leaving my phone aside while the call went on. After two other calls, he texted.
Mr. Creepy: hi cAn i knOw uR nAmE?
ME: No.
Mr. Creepy: hinuLA qULaNg # mOh. CAre 2 CALL?
ME: Do you think I care whether you guessed my number or got it from someone? Piss off, jerk!
Mr. Creepy: aWwtZz
ME: Oh god. "awwtzz"? How gay can you be? Stop texting and don't ever call me again!
Of course, like any lowlife who's got nothin' better to do, he called me again. I pushed the speak button, said nothing and held the phone to my ear. Arrgh. Not only did he piss me off for calling after he told me not to, he called me and put me on loudspeaker! I KNEW,
because I could hear a couple of guys in the background saying, "Sinagot ba yung phone? Wala naman yata eh? Saan na?" Tss. L-O-S-E-R-S!!!
I must say, though, playing along to these idiots does have its fun moments. Haha. ;)
P.S. For those who want annoying, creepy guy textmates, I'm giving out numbers for free:
+639238021235
+639238430009
Enjoy! ;)
Yes, I was relieved of my "Fides' 24-Hour Chaffeur Service Which She Hates So Darn Much." In short, I stayed curled up in bed during the morning and Ma drove the kids around. Weeee!!!
Little Princess Iya and I were playing a while ago in Lolo's room, and she dragged me from the door--where we were waving goodbye to a choo-choo train in the middle of our backyard--and she went up to the side of Lolo's bed and told me, "Kiss Lolo, kiss Lolo." She kissed the pillow on the bed where Lolo used to sleep, and looked at me, expecting to follow suit. I followed, of course. We went about like that for a couple of times before she and I went off to get imaginary clothes from Lolo's closet and pretend to put them on. Oh, and did I mention? We had imaginary dippers (or maybe a long hose, I'm not sure what was in her imaginative brain) and we went from one side of the small room to the other, supposedly "watering the plants."
I just realized something today while playing with Iya--I don't even kneel before the statue of Jesus when I enter a church, but my three-year-old niece can make me bow down to her with one look. Ah, the power of Iya. I am at the mercy of a toddler. Haha.
Ooh! I had bubble-gum flavored ice cream and it turned my tongue to a bright blue color. Not the dark blue like the Philippine flag's blue. More like the blue of the hair of the Little Twin Star boy. Actually, the ice cream was like those Little Twin Star kids--pink and blue. I like it, but I take it other kids my age would find it...immature, to say the least.
My nose itches. And we went to Sariaya, Quezon--again--the day before yesterday. I waded in the beach with striped black fishies.
...Okay, I'm blabbing. Haha. Too many random things in one post. Oh-ho. It doesn't hurt to have some randomness and spontaneity in life once in a while. Try it--it's gooooood. ;)
P.S. There was supposed to be a meteor shower sometime between yesterday and today. The Lyrid meteor shower, something like 10-15 meteors--"falling stars," "shooting stars," whatever--per hour. I dunno if we here in the middle of the Pacific could see it. Oh well. I've never seen one before, I was hoping to. Bleh. As if.
P.P.S. My brain's a mush. I'm talking nonsense. I like it. Haha. XP
Ma and Pa unofficially gave me the car since the start of summer. Cool, right? I get my own ride and all.
NOT!!!
They gave me the car so I can drive my brother to football camp and tae kwon do training. Simply put, I am my brother's keeper chauffeur.
It's fine by me, really. Just short trips back and forth from the field where the football camp was held and the school where tae kwon do training was held.
But now Ma's making me drive my sister to the dentist. Arrgh! I get a car so I can drive my bro and sis around?! No freakin' way! Ayaw! Ayaw! Ayaw! Hmph!
P.S. I'm not sure, though, if I'm mad because Ma's making me a personal driver to my siblings, or simply because it's my sister that I have to drive. Hmm. I think the reason is closer to the latter. My sister! Sheesh. NO WAY! Even if there is extra allowance.
P.P.S. As if I have a choice. Tomorrow, I'd drive my brother to football practice (or maybe I can ask Pa to do that para I won't have to get up at 6am), bring my sister to the dentist, fetch my brother and two cousins from football, drop off my brother at home so he can change into tae kwon do uniform, bring my cousins to their place, then return home to pick up my bro and drive him to tae kwon do training, then rest a bit at home before fetching li'l bro at the school. Hmm. Oh, right--picking up my sister isn't anywhere on my sched. Oh well, bahala na siya. Haha. XP
I'm just about done with all the drama, thank God. Besides, I don't really seem to fit the drama queen role. Haha. Well, the drama is reserved for one person--and one person alone. HE gave me a call already, naiyak ko na lahat sa kanya (I think), so all is well again.
Damn you. This is exactly a replay of last year's gramma-drama. Two dead grandparents in two years--hmm, whatta record for the Ocampo clan.
Anyways...
I was one of only three people at home this afternoon--the other two were Jinky and our househelp. By 3.45pm, my cousin Tammy texted me to say that she, Josh and JM were heading back to Don Bosco after their football game in La Salle-Greenhills. I texted my dad to ask if he was gonna pick 'em up. He didn't reply. After two more texts without reply, I grabbed the car keys. I called out to Jinky, who was watching TV:
"Hey, Jinx. I'm just gonna go to DB to pick up the kids."
WTF?!?!?!
"Pick up the kids"?! The kids happened to be just a few years younger than me! "The kids"?! Where the hell did that come from? Ako ba nagsabi nun?! Haha.
"The kids." Mehn, tumatanda na ako. First, I fetch my cousins and brother from training like a soccer mom, and now I'm calling them "the kids" like a soccer mom. Oh dear.
Long title, I know.
I was sitting at the dinner table this evening with Mama, Jinky and JM. Papa's out having dinner with some golf buddies. There was porkchop, and fish, and veggies.
But...
His plate was gone. His spoon and fork were gone. His glass was gone. I looked out the window at his room. There was no light in his room.
I had to blink back tears. No crying at the dinner table.
Just over a year ago, it felt like this. It felt exactly like this.
Damn. It takes a lot of getting used to. A lot. 
I was sooooooo pissed off yesterday! Super!
I was on the computer yesterday afternoon when my phone (with the Sun SIM) rang. The number didn't register but I answered it anyway. I heard a guy's voice on the other line.
Guy: Hello? Hello?
ME: Hello? Who is this?
Guy: Si Jas. Ikaw, sino ka?
ME: What?
Guy: Si Jas. Ano panglan mo? Hello?
I yelled out "Loser!" (I dunno if he heard) before hanging up the phone. Idiot! Akala ko he'd stop calling after ko siya babaan ng phone. Instead, he called again. And again. And again! I answered after about seven calls kasi I was so annoyed with him already.
ME: Hello?!
Guy: Hello? Hello? Naririnig mo ako? Hello? Naririnig mo?
Beep. I closed my phone. Creepy caller still tried calling a few times. I answered again. By this time, sinisigawan ko na siya sa phone.
ME: Why are you calling me? I don't even know you!
Guy: Kasi nawala yung phone ko, nag-dial ako ng number and yung sa yo yung na-dial ko.
ME: STOP CALLING ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Then I hung up. But he didn't stop. My phone rang again and again. Can you believe the idiot?! In total, when I checked my call records, he called twenty times--three of which I was stupid enough to answer. Tss.
So I turned off my phone for about 30 minutes. When I turned it on again, he didn't call anymore. Instead, he sent a text message--four times in a row.He was flooding my inbox and I was losing my temper over him so I texted him back. You'd think being called "idiot" and "lowlife" and "stupid" and receiving messages in ALL CAPS and with a couple of exclamation points would be enough to give the guy more than enough hints that you're not into him, but Creepy Caller was too thick to get that. He kept texting! Arrrrgh!! His messages went like these:
"elo. muztah na poh u?"
". .gusto ku lng nman poh mging frendz tau eh. di nman akuh nanlo2ko."
".ei. kain poh tau diner."
"bkt ayw mo poh magtagalog? nsa Filipinas nman tau huh."
How dare he?! Tss. Bad trip talaga. I was gonna reply sana in Filipino, text him some swear words in Tagalog, kaya lang I decided not to. I'm not that low as to go down to his level. Haha. XP
After a while he stopped calling and texting, and I breathed a sigh of relief. But around 11pm, when I was about to sleep, he called again. I flipped open my phone then flipped it down immediately. Then I had a good idea. I waited for his next call. A few minutes later, he called again. I flipped my phone open, and I heard him say, "Hello?" Then, iniwan kong naka-bukas yung phone and set it aside. I could hear his voice faintly saying, "Hello? Hello?" over and over again. Haha. Bahala siya sa buhay niya. Two minutes later, he hung up.
He called again twice. Both times, I pressed the "Speak" button then set my phone aside. I put the phone to my ear once in a while, to hear what he was saying. Natatawa na lang ako kasi he was like, "Hello? Magsalita ka naman. Sabihin mo sa akin yung mga nasa texts mo. Ang sungit mo naman." Haha. I hope and pray that he's on plan or prepaid para bayaran niya yung mga wasted calls na yun. Haha.
I woke up today, and thankfully, there weren't any missed calls or text messages from him. Woot! Haha. XP
So a tip to those who get stupid phone calls from stupid people: Press the "Answer" or "Speak" button, don't say anything, then leave it like that until maubos yung load or lumaki yung bill ng Creepy Caller. Haha. ;)