Ouch... Nah! That's okay...

That's gonna hurt...

okay, here's a very funny situation I found myself into yesterday. We just got home and my cousin was looking for her house keys when I walked behind her and guess what? I SLIPPED. Yap, I did the whole "whooaa! blag!" thingie. One second, I'm walking towards my cousin, the next second I all I can see is her butt. I contemplating if I'm going to grab her to stop my butt from smacking the ground, but in return have her falling down on top of me. Or just let my behind kiss the floor and avoid risking having more body pains from being pinned down by my cousin. I chose the latter one. I did that while waiting for my butt to make a thudding sound.

And it did. I'm glad I landed on my left butt cheek and not on my hip. And I'm glad that I have a big butt(but not that big), to mitigate my fall. As for now, my butt doesn't hurt but my left wrist hurts a little because I used it to break my fall. BAD IDEA!!!What happened after that? We were laughing our asses of while waiting for someone to open the door. The long lost key in my cousin's bag was forgotten and we kept on laughing on the fate of my good ol' butt.

My mom should had put a CAUTION: SLIPPERY WHEN WET sign at the gate or the sign below will have to do.

before that graceful landing...

Yesterday, around 12 noon, I heard a familiar greeting: "Hey, Bitch!"

Yap. Tin is officially in the house, I mean, in the shop. Christine Marie B. Rivera, aka Tin, is my friend since the 6th grade. She's really a loud mouthed person (yes tin, you are. Admit it) but has a very bubbly personality. And she's an EXCELLENT writer and painter. My works would look like only a child's work when placed side by side with hers...

• the history behind the friendship...

How did I became friends with her? Well, that's really a question we still asked since the beginning. At first, when we became classmates in the sixth grade in SLSC in SY 92-93, I really don't like her. She was very loud, articulate, assertive and a wittle bit intimidating. A complete opposite of my personality. But when we had an "intelligent" conversation later that year, I found out that we have alot of commons. I actually saw a potential friend behind a very "eccentric" person. When highschool came, we were inseparable since then.

Though she has a loud voice, she's mindful of her manners. She knows when to speak and when to listen.

We also have another member of our little clique. Her name is Cherre May G. Magno. She's a nurse and now working in Tabuk, not in Kalinga, but in Saudi Arabia. She's the "emotional" one and the "conscience" of our group. Like Christine, I didn't like her at first. She was very kind, which is kinda irritating for me. Her so-called friends back then were talking behind her back but she just turn a blind eye to it. She always put other people before her that she tend to neglect herself. She's kinda the younger version of Mother Teresa(God bless her soul) and she wanted to be a social worker but due to unseen circumstances, she became a nurse. But she really give really sensible advice when you need one.

• where do the different personalities meet...

tin and me: we love to write. We love taking pictures of sceneries. We like bob ong's books especially ABNKKBSNPLAKO. We love music, we have the same taste of music genre. Each one of us have a younger sibling. We use the 'f' word alot. We wear our wrist watch on our left wrists. We disagree that country music makes you dumb because we like country music (yeah, we do), and we're not dumb, academically speaking. We love to have tattoos (but still don't have any) . We also love to have multiple body piercing. (So far all we have are lousy ear piercing, 4 for me, tin has 3). We love watching CSI. We still live here in Baguio.

che and me: we tend to fall easily. We are crybabies. Our birthday falls on the month of January. We love music, but she's on the RnB side, me on the alternative rock. We know each other since the fourth grade. We're both right handed. We have curly hair. We are both the proud godmothers of tin's daughter Keisha Jhai, who, by the way, loves Kris Aquino.(Why, Keisha anak? Whyyyyy???)

tin and che: their siblings are females. (Tin has one, Kat, and Che has 2, Azenith and Jen) They are fashionistas. They both smoke and drink. Their birthdays fall on the 5th day of their respective birthmonth. They live on the same neighborhood. They don't know how to bake. They sound weird when speaking Ilocano. They love taking pictures of themselves cause they are both photogenics. They know how to put on cosmetics. They don't get pimples. They are the only ones who can get away after calling me "Bitch". And they know alot about the male anatomy, or generally the male gender, che being a nurse and tin as a mom. When they talk about men, I'm like a sponge, soaking everything up, even though I find it kinda embarrassing to talk about it in public. Because of those conversations, my untainted mind is now forest green, or does it have a darker shade of green? I think it's darker.

Our differences: I know how to bake. I have a brother, who is taller than me. Che hates Judy Anne Santos. I love Judy Anne's boyfriend, Ryan Agoncillo, and Tin doesn't give a damn about Judy Anne Santos. Che's lost in the conversation when tin and I talk about Bob Ong. I'm lost when they talk about men. I love to have a bi boyfriend, a former gay is much appreciated, even a gay one (And i'm really serious about this but i think having a gay boyfriend is farfetched). Straight men are just what's the word... I'll get back to you when i have the appropriate word. All i have now is "chauvinist". Tin loves the color orange, I hate it... I don't smoke nor drink liquor. Someone has to stay sober if things got out of hand. But I have to say, I had my first taste of beer was when I was only 4 years old. Hey! They told me it was soft drinks for grown ups!!(Ayna! kinnana dagidiay nga artek nga kainuman ni lolang ko. Ayan da ngatan? Naluto siguro dagi diay ut-utek dan gapu iti arak!) Anyways, moving along. I hate the beach. I easily get burnt. Even if i use a sunscreen. I make my own accessories. Well, not actually make them. I alter them to fit my taste. I'm a homebody. Che and Tin: mga lagalag! I have a vey sensitive skin, that's why i dont use make-up. Che's a nurse. Tin's a business management student. I'm an ECE graduate. Che's working abroad, Tin's a news correspondent (part time), and i'm a shop manager/aspiring writer. I only went to 18BC 3x, Ayuyang once and that's it. Pinanganak ako sa bulubundukin ng Cordillera, sila sa patag. I hate taking pictures of my face (but i think my camphone will beg to differ). And I never had a boyfriend. I'm only the member of the NBSB club among us. NOTE: NBSB = No Boyprend Since Birth

but where do our personalities meet: Each one of us is the eldest child in our respective families. So we can relate to each other's dilemma of being the eldest child. Our siblings are taller than us. We love to eat. We love music, though we like different genres. We love traveling. We talk anything under the sun. We put our families first before ourselves. We love to curse. We love to use the 'p' word. We have eccentric sense of humor. We know each other's mood just taking a look on one's face. And we don't know how to drive a car. We graduated from SLSC in 1993 and from SLSC Girls' High in 1997. We love chicken. (yes, the dead ones. The cooked ones are really in danger of being ravished within minutes after they were served infront of us, particularly by me. But i ravish them demurely). We are easily amused. We love coffee and we love pizza. That's why we love going to Volante. And we are chocolate addicts.

As we can see, we have alot more of differences than what are common. But then those differences makes our friendship interesting. We give each other information regarding what are the latest regarding to our personal interests. Now, I disagree with the sayings "birds of the same feather flock together" and "tell me who your friends are and I'll tell who you are". That's a total crap...

Anyways, if they will learn about my ever graceful landing they will either laugh or frown at me and say: "Yan kasi, tatanga-tanga! Sa susunod, sa kabila naman. Ulitin mo ulit ha!" And sarcastic smile will follow.

That's the way they say, "Sa susunod, mag-iingat ka." Yap, they speak in codes that you have to be with them for a couple of years to know what they really mean...

But I will never have it any other way. I just love them!!!