Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Bokswagon








Please click on the strips to enlarge. Thanks!








Bokswagon Comic Strips by Bokyo, published every Sunday in The Manila Bulletin.


Congrats to our fellow Hopia. We're proud of you.

Magpublish ka na ng book please lang! Hehe. :D

Saturday, November 17, 2007

Who Said Math Wasn't Fun?

ICANs are quite notorious for poking fun at people who mispronounce words, especially the most commonly interchanged I and E.

Case in point:

Ongson, ordering from a fast food chain, slowly and carefully mouthing each word so she won't come off as barok: Miss, pa-order ng isang...Greeled...Buhf.....Muhl.

Ni isa wala man lang tinama. Haha.
Let me translate that for you: Grilled Beef Meal.

But that's not to say we don't laugh at ourselves, too.
Well, to be honest, we laugh at everyone. No one is safe, really. Not even the teachers.




During 2nd Year Math class, a year before Ongson and Lin were transferred to our section:

Ms. Lopez, serious: Today we'll discuss Inteegeers. Blah blah blah.
Ongson and Lin: Hahahahaha!

Ms. Lopez, always with her deer-in-headlights expression, continued on with her discussion, ignoring the giggles she'd hear every time she would mention the word Integer.

After a few minutes, Ongson then raises her hand to ask a question.

Ongson, mockingly: Miss, what's Inteeegeeer again?
Lin: HAHAHA!


By the way, poking fun at phonetically-inept people wasn't the only thing ICANs are known for.
We're also notorious for very poorly holding back our laughters.





Ms. Lopez: What's so fanny?!??

Lin: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Eh Ano Ba Siya Dati?

During the first few minutes after seeing each other again for the longest time, we started to talk about a couple people from our batch. The almost-forgotten ones, as we like to call them.




T: Alam niyo nakita ko si Y sa mall last time! Sabi ng friends ko, Tita mo ba yon?

A/N: Haha, shet. Tumanda rin kasi siguro ichura niya eh...

T: UY! Nakita niyo ba si Z sa Facebook? OMG ang ganda na niya!!!

A: Talaga?

N: Ay oo! Nakita ko pics niya, babae na siya!

T: Sira! Matagal na siyang babae. "TAO" na siya!

A and N: HAHAHA ang sama!

T: Dati, never ko naisip na mae-equate ko si "Z" to "Maganda." But nung nakita ko siya sa Facebook, "UY! TAO NA SIYA.....ADD!"

A and N: HAHAHA shet ang sama!

T: Alam niyo, sa buhay kasi may gumaganda at may pumapanget. Si Z ata hinigop yung mga kagandahan ng iba.

A: Siguro nung humihigop siya ng kagandahan, si Y yung nasa pinakaharap.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

The Laugh Track

When students get bored in class, they usually pass notes, chat quietly, or doodle.
But not us. We laugh.

During Ms. Santos' Math Class in 6th Grade:

Shatan, Ongson, and Millie (?) were seated next to each other. Halfway through the class,


Shatan/Millie: Ang boring!
Ongson: Tara, tawa tayo!

Shatan and Millie, confused.

Ongson began to explain: Basta sigaw ka (talking to Shatan) ng HA HA HA. Then ako naman, then si Millie naman. Tapos after a while matatawa na talaga tayo. Game?



As we were in the middle of class, we were unsure how we were gonna pull this off without getting the attention of our teacher. We knew we would definitely get in trouble but we did it anyway.


Up first was Shatan, trying to be as quiet as possible: Ha. Ha. Ha.

Ongson: Ha. Ha. Ha.

Millie: Ha. Ha. Ha.

Shatan: Ha. Haha.

Ongson: HA. HAHA.

Millie: HAHAHA.

Everyone now: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!



It took us less than 2 rounds to actually start laughing and less than 3 rounds for Ms. Santos to shut us up.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Umm, That Wasn't Me...

Ongson and Shatan were seated in the second row during Mass.
Seated in front of them was none other than Ms. Sabado, their Religion teacher.


It was their first time sitting so close to the front and they soon realized that it was harder to do any kalokohan without easily being spotted by the teacher or the COC's.

Frustrated and bored with nothing else to do, they decided to test their whistling skills (or the lack of it).

For a few minutes or so, they kept on practicing whilst perfectly timing each blow with the Mass songs, or any of the Audience responses. Ongson was getting real good with her whistles but Shatan still couldn't get the hang of it. All she was getting were huffs and puffs.

Finally, she makes one final attempt and manages to do one so loud at exactly the same time the whole Chapel goes silent.

Ms. Sabado turns around and gives them a look.

As if on impulse, Shatan then turns her head towards Ongson and reprimandingly, she goes: Shhhhh...

Peace, CDC!

It was the first Friday of the month yet again and being students of a Catholic School, that also meant that everyone was to attend the First Friday Mass.


As we were getting ready to head towards the School Chapel, Ongson and I suddenly felt the need to bring a pad of paper just in case we, well, you know, want to be distracted.
We didn't have one ready so we politely asked our classmate CDC if we could borrow hers.

CDC: Sure.

Big mistake.



Now armed with our pad and pens, we went to the Chapel and sat with Tif and Julie.

As soon as the Mass started, out came our pad and we doodled away.



Tif and I played Pictionary first while Ongson and Julie waited for their turn.

Tif: Alam ko na! Design nalang tayo ng ICA uniforms!
Shatan: Cge game!

We started sketching, each one proud of her own design. I vaguely remember what exactly Tif and I drew but I'm fairly sure flowers were involved in the illustration. You know floral never goes out of style. Haha.



Julie, curious and a little jealous of the fun we're having: Anong dina-drawing niyo?
Tif and Shatan: Nagdedesign kami ng next ICA uniform!
Julie: Ako pa-draw!

As Julie did her masterpiece, we kept our eyes open for teachers, COC's, and other possible disciplinarians in the area.

When she was done, we saw that it was a masterpiece indeed. Julie designed a dress fit for an ICAN who's definitely ahead of her time, maybe a thousand years or so ahead as the uniform she designed included small light bulbs, electrical wires, and a plug.
Perfect for the year 3000.

Oh but she wasn't done. She made another one and her second uniform was undoubtedly more risque. And by risque I mean totally see-through and with a naked guy sketched beside it.

We definitely could have made more designs but we mustn't have been paying attention to our surroundings while we were snickering at our drawings because then I remember Ms. Serrano, our Class Adviser, coming over to us and confiscating our pad.

We knew what was next on our schedule right after the Mass: The Prefect of Discipline's Office.

We were detained for an hour or so for some questioning by Ms. Hechanova and Ms. Serrano.
Well we really didn't have much to say except for Julie who tried to defend her nude sketches.
As the teachers were browsing through our designs during the interrogation, they see something else written a few pages after our doodles, but of a different handwriting.

"P*****ina si Entera." Entera was our Accounting teacher.

Their focus immediately turned to that somewhat crude confession and we were let off easy.

Next thing we knew, CDC got a major offense.

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Faith Sharing

In our C.L.E. (Religion) Classes, we always spent a few minutes of our time for Faith Sharing right before diving into the class discussion.

After the opening prayer, we would group ourselves and read a scripture from the Bible assigned to us.
We would then get a sheet of paper, discuss what we had just read, and write down our reflections. (Only our discussions never did involve anything from the passage.)



.....Blah blah blah…Hahaha! Blah blah blah…Narinig mo na yung bagong kanta ni _ ? Blah blah blah…Tara tiangge tayo later!... Blah blah blah…Uy nawatch mo Felicity kagabi?.....


Naturally, our teacher Ms. Virtudazo would go from one group to the other to listen in (more like check on us) on our discussion.


.....Oo! Grabe! Sobrang cute ni Scott Speedma--nd so I learned that it is important to have a strong faith especially when we're thrust into difficult situations because it teaches us to be brave and guides us in determining what is good and what is not...





...Good one.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Juicy, Aromatic Dalandans

Chinese Class, 7th Grade.


While Lao Shur was discussing a story in our book, someone decided to eat the bag of dalandans one of our classmates brought to school that day.

Eating in class is a minor offense.

One by one, her seatmates, as well as a few others from the back row began to join in.
And no, the risk of getting caught wasn't going to deter them from taking their daily dose of Vitamin C.
And so was the lack of utensils.

As discreetly as they could, they began to peel off the skin with their hands and nibble on the pulps.
At that very moment, our teacher stops her lecture and asks if someone is eating in class.

Uhhh...nope. Uhhmm...no one.

Then sniffing the air, she goes: Shia nga leh tsia dalandan ah? (Who's eating dalandan, eh?)

Friday, June 08, 2007

Ms. Lim, Duh!

Contributors: Ongson and Shatan


When we were in 7th Grade, we had mad skills of eating our lunch baons under the 15 minutes allotted for our Recess, but during Lunch Breaks, it's a whole different story.

We were always late.
Either we didn't notice the time (even after the bell rang) since we were having so much fun in the cafeteria, or we were just in our sloth mode, taking our time making our way to the classroom. Parang namamasyal sa Luneta.

And right after lunch one time, we had to go directly to the Art Room, and as usual, we were late yet again. (To be exact, we were 20 minutes late for a 40-minute class.)

Ms. Lim was furious.

She addresses Jeline, since she was last to arrive: Where have you been?!?

Jeline just stands quietly in front of the class.

Ms. Lim: Why are you late?!?!

Jeline defends herself boldly: Eh nag-C.R. pa kami! Tapos uminom pa kami! Oh! Oh! Oh!

Everyone, including the teacher, was shocked with Jeline's response.
Now even more furious, Ms. Lim begins a looong lecture on Disrespect while Ongson discreetly signals to Je to apologize.
She wouldn't budge.

And finally, ending her speech, Ms. Lim shouts to Je: WHO AM I??!? WHO AM I??!??

Jeline answers: Ms. Lim!



Oo nga naman. Duh!

Monday, May 21, 2007

The Evolution Of Man

Contributor: Ongson


We were in Grade 7 and it was review time before the AP periodical test so we were studying about the theories behind the Evolution of Man.
We were seated by class numbers and sitting together in the last rows of columns 3 and 4 were O, X, K, and B.

Out of the blue, K said to X, “Alam mo X, pag nakikita kita naniniwala akong ang tao nanggaling sa chonggo…

We all bolstered into laughter.

But B was quick to defend her friend X.
And so B addresses K,

"Ano ba!"
Her tone quite straightforwardly,

".......Hayaan niyo na nga yung tao maging pangit!"



Aww. How sweet.

Who's The Real Slim Shady?

Contributor: Ongson


It was 7:30am and being like any other ordinary Friday morning, I knew I had to change my route from going straight to the classroom to the corridor outside the Conference room because it was a Flag Ceremony day.

As expected, I was with the usual brood of early birds namely: Jeline, Lin and many other familiar faces.

Since it was October, it painstakingly took more time for the ceremony to finish given that we had to pray the whole rosary! On the 2nd mystery, I found a chair and sat down… Jeline sat on my lap because there were no other chairs left.

Then suddenly out of nowhere, our Science Coordinator, in an oh-so-familiar and then popular tune, said to us: “Please stand up.


I whispered to Jeline, "...............Am I Slim Shady?"


Amused by our joke, we started to snicker real hard as we turned to her and saw that she was already glaring so intently at us.

The corridor was enclosed and she must have heard my little comment. We still couldn't keep a straight face during that awkward moment but we got her message and tried to keep extremely quiet since then.


Guess she's just not that into Eminem.

Friday, May 18, 2007

Dear Ate Charo

When Maalala Mo Kaya was still huge...

Dear Ate Charo,


Itago mo nalang ako sa pangalang Gago
Ang tatay ko'y tarantado
Kaya ako ay sira-ulo.


Sabi nila sa akin puta'ng ina mo
Ang sabi ko naman
Matagal nang patay ang nanay ko.



Sumasainyo,
Gago



Composers: Bokyo, Ongson, and Shannah

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Ongson's Favorite Song

On YM one afternoon:

Shatan: www.lilmissmischiefs.blogspot.com
Shatan: ivisit mo na!
Shatan: naglagay ako ng song don
Shatan: im sure magugustuhan mo :)

Ongson: fucker!!!!!!!!
Ongson: biglang nagplay yung bayang magiliw! tapos ang lakas ng volume ko so naririnig kasi naka earphones ako
Ongson: sabi ng tao dito, bayang magiliw ba pinapakinggan mo? iba pala ang trip mo ah!
Ongson: hahahahahahahahahahaha
Ongson: shameful!
Ongson: natawa nalang ako
Ongson: d ako makaexplain kasi how do i explain that m reading a blog site during office hours?!?!

Shatan: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Shatan: :)) :)) :))

Thursday, April 26, 2007

The Not-So-Glamorous Spa Adventures of Brif and Bra

After a relaxing massage, Brif and Bra went back to the ladies' locker room to change:

Bra: Ang lagkit ng oil.
Brif: Onga eh!
Bra: Shower lang muna ako...
Brif: Shower? Alam ko bawal magshower after massage. Masama daw..
Bra: Talaga? Ang oily kasi, na-O-O.C. ako..
Brif: Hindi ba magkakasakit after?
Bra: Dati naligo ako after, wala naman...
Brif, still hesitant: Punas ko nalang yung oil..

Bra takes a shower.
Within a few minutes, Brif enters the other cubicle and showers.


After they got dressed, they decided to have coffee before heading home.

And before they even get to finish their cup of coffee,
Bra: Parang nanlalamig ako...
Brif: Ako din...
Bra and Brif: Hahaha...
Bra: Lalagnatin ata ako tomorrow...
Brif, blowing her nose: Ako din. Sino kasi nagsabi diyan ok lang magshower after massage.
Bra and Brif: Hahaha...

The next day, Bra and Brif both had a slight fever.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Ongson's Tinga

After lunch break, we headed back to class and while waiting for the next teacher to arrive:

Ongson, looking into a mirror: Ay shucks may tinga pala ako!

Shatan: Ah onga, kanina pang recess...

Ongson: KANINA PANG RECESS?!?? Langya bakit hindi niyo sinasabi sakin??!?

Jeline: Ah oo, kanina pang recess 'yan...

Ongson: THANKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Faker Dial Tone

Shatan and Ongson/Tif talking on the phone:

Ongson/Tif: Blah blah blah. Wait lang ah, call waiting!
Shatan: Sure!

After a while...

Ongson/Tif: Hello?
Shatan: Toooooooooooooooooooot.....


Ongson/Tif hangs up.

Saturday, February 24, 2007

Swing Out Sister's Breakout

Shatan: Ang fun ng song na "Breakout" by Swing Out Sister.
Ongson: Ano tono non?

Shatan, trying to remember the words: Parang.....Breakout!.....Breakout!.......Breakout.......

Ongson: Langya...

Shatan: Haha! Je, pano nga ba iyon?

Jeline, also trying to remember the words: Basta parang.....Breakout!.......Breakout.....

Ongson: Wow, GRABE. Gets ko na.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Surprise Sleepover at Lin's (Part 2 of 2)

While class is going on, Lin receives an anonymous letter:

Hi! You are cordially invited to a Swimming Party tonight (right after class) at Lin's place.
Hope to see you there!

Ongson/Shatan: Lin! Pwede ka?
Lin: Wow! Thanks for inviting me to my own party!
Ongson/Shatan: Buti nga ininvite ka pa namin eh...Haha!

And as we enter her house, Lin sees two overnight bags on the floor and instantly realizes that this was no impromptu party.

Ongson/Shatan: Surprise! We're sleeping over! Hahaha!

Surprise Sleepover at Lin's (Part 1 of 2)

Friday, in class:

Ongson/Shatan, talking loudly, purposely letting Lin listen in on our conversation: Ang saraaap siguro magswimming mamaya. Pero wala tayong swimming pool…

Lin does.

Ongson/Shatan: Sino kaya kilala natin na merooon…?

After countless “parinigs” throughout the day, Lin finally “invited” us to her place for some night swimming.

When we got to her house, Lin was first to enter the door and there at the end of the stairs, she saw two big overnight bags that were dropped off early that morning.



...Don’t you just love surprises? Haha.

Sunday, February 04, 2007

Tatel the Flight Attendant

During our defense week in 4th Year, everyone was in their semi-formal attire.
One of our classmates, Tatel, was in her usual business attire get-up but there was something about her that one day that made her look like she was a flight attendant.
Must be her disposition, the way she talks (sobrang formal and serious), her mannerisms, or maybe, it's that one suitcase she was pulling around.

Then last night, I had dinner with a bunch of HS friends and Ongson mentioned Tatel.

Shatan: Alam mo I saw Tatel last year sa mall. Sobrang serious pa rin siya…And formal pa rin manamit. White blouse, pencil skirt, and heels.
Ongson: Remember in HS we were saying mukha siyang flight attendant?
Shatan: Oo! Same pa rin, actually. Pero there’s something different eh. Parang mas formal pa…
Ongson: Na-promote na siguro.

Ongson and Tatel: BFF

One time in P.E. class, Tatel was alone sitting on the floor reading/writing. Tapos yung position niya is parang she was sitting on her legs, ladylike.
Then Ongson goes up to her… (take note bagong kilala lang sila Ongson and Tatel at the time.)

Ongson: Tatel, para kang si Little Mermaid! Ang galing oh, as in dikit na dikit yung feet mo sa pwet mo.
Then Ongson starts singing to her, with matching swimming and tail-and-fin-flipping actions: “Look at this stuff, isn’t it neat? Wouldn’t you think my collection’s complete? Looking around here, you’d think, sure, she’s got everyth-- ”

Tatel cuts her off, and tells her in a very matter-of-factly tone: I think it would benefit this conversation if you would just leave me alone.

Talk About...

We were in the classroom talking about projects and deadlines.

Shatan: …Blah blah blah... Talk about pressure!
Lin: Pressure is the force applied to a unit area of surface.
Shatan: Ha?
Lin: Sabi mo talk about pressure.
Lin/Shatan: Hahaha!

Shatan's Headband

One time I was really into headbands and I was looking for the thick satin type but I couldn’t find any decent ones.

I was desperate so I went to an accessories store and I asked the saleslady to give me one yard of each color so I can make my own. But walang makapal so I only got the 1-inch wide ribbons.

Then that weekend nagdinner kami and I wore the pink one.

Ongson, after looking at my “headband”: Napulot mo lang ba iyan sa lumang Christmas gift? ...Am I supposed to unwrap you now?

One Time.. at Bookkeeping Class..

Our regular teacher was out on maternity leave, so we had a substitute teacher come teach the class in her absence. The antithesis of anything girly, she was down-to-earth, straightforward, and right off the bat, you could tell she was definitely a no-nonsense kinda gal.

One day during class, a bee/moth came flying by, as insects are naturally wont to do in places with open windows. It was nothing out of the ordinary, but being typical ICANs, everyone within a one foot radius of the bee/moth instantly jumps out of their seats and starts screaming like a banshee. Waves and waves of high pitched "Ahhhhhhhh!!"s and "Yuuuuuckk... bee/moth!!"s fill the room, as if no one had ever encountered a bee/moth in their life before.

Yet, completely unfazed (but admittedly slightly confused), with a straight face, our teacher looks in their general direction and goes, "It's just a bug, man."

And with that, Shatan and I split our sides laughing. To this day, 5 years later, we still quote her. In fact, it has become such a classic line that we've translated it to Spanish as well -- you know, in case we ever end up in Spain and need to use the handy phrase. Esta hucho un bicho, hombre.

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Lin's Aunt's EKG-ish Signature

We were playing around doodling stuff (and wasting chalk-- again) on the blackboard one afternoon.

Lin and I were showing off our skills in forgery-- (we were really good, in fairness. Our classmates went to us if they needed to have their excuse letters signed. Haha.)- and started forging our entire family's signatures on the board. Tapos she did her aunt's signature, similar to this:















Then we were laughing 'coz it looked like something you would see on the EKG machine.

Tapos sabi namin: Kung ganyan lang din signature niya, i-complete na niya yung whole picture everytime she would sign her name, like this:

Ongson's Makeover

One boring Friday night, we decided to hang out at Lin's place.

Lin/Shatan: Ongson! Makeover ka namin!
Ongson: Sige sige!
Lin/Shatan: Kaming bahala. Trust us.

...La la dee la la la.

Lin and Shatan, giggling.
Ongson: Baka kung ano ano na ginagawa niyo sa mukha ko.
Lin/Shatan: Wala ah.....

...After a while...

Lin/Shatan: Tapos na!

...Then Ongson looks into the mirror...

Lin/Shatan: Bwahahahahaha!!!


Our masterpiece: This is actually an accurate depiction of what she looked like that night.

Thick dark eyebrows? Check.
Unevenly applied cherry-red lipstick? Check.
Pink racoon eyes? Check.
Bright red Hechanova-like blush? Check.


You're welcome, Ongson.

Friday, February 02, 2007

Guess the Movie

We were playing Pictionary one time after dismissal.

And it was Lin's turn!

Can you guess what movie this is?

No, it's not Grass Grass West.

And no, it's not Fire Fire West, either.

Vanessa

Every Friday during our senior year, I dropped by Ms. Hechanova’s office to submit the weekly attendance sheet. Never naman kami nag-uusap, at the most small talks lang. But alam ko before naman she was calling me Sharleen.

But ewan ko ba why she started calling me Vanessa nung mga last few weeks of 4th Year. Never ko rin naman siya cinorrect. Haha!
So one afternoon after I gave her the attendance sheet, may kinekwento siya but I can’t remember what it was about. Tapos towards the end of the conversation:

Ms. Hechanova: …blah blah blah, Vanessa. Blah blah blah
Shatan, just smiles and nods in agreement.
Ms. Hechanova: …blah blah blah

…We were walking away from each other na.

Ms. Hechanova, turns around and asks: Your name is Vanessa, right…?
Shatan: Uhhh… (awkward pause)… It’s…Sharleen…

Then I gave her one of my biggest embarrassed smiles. Haha.

The Origin of Bra and Brif

Tif and Shatan, thru text:

Tif: Yo Bratan! Wacha gonna do today?
Shatan: Yo Briffany! Wala naman! Why, whaddya have in mind?
Tif: Gaga! Wow galing, bagay! Partners tayo! Bra and brif!
Shatan: Uhh…I don’t know about you, pero ang alam ko panty ang partner ng bra…
Tif: Gagagagaga!

*Note: GAGA=HAHA
...Tamad kasi kami magpress ng keys twice.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Spinach Toothpaste, Banana Leaf Napkin, Muriatic Acid Mouthwash, and Tomato Lotion

In one of our 3rd year classes, we had to come up with a product and defend it at the end of the term. On the first day, we grouped together and listed down different ideas.

The group members:
Jeline
Shannah
Ongson
Lin
Shatan

Jeline/Shatan: Ano kayang okay na product?
Everyone: Umm…
Jeline: Okay yung sa higher batch yung may jam..

…We couldn’t think of anything unique, we were getting bored so we decided to take a break. Nagjoke around nalang kami and started throwing in some stupid ideas.

Shatan: Spinach toothpaste! Good for the teeth yung calcium sa spinach.
Ongson: Haha! Okay yun! Nagtoothbrush ka na, nagka-tinga ka pa!
Everyone: Hahaha!

...The substitute teacher told us to keep quiet.

Shannah: Alam ko na, panty or napkin made of banana leaves.
Jeline/Ongson/Shatan, confused: Ano??!? Hahaha!
Ongson: Sige, gawin natin pero ikaw magtr-try. Tingnan natin kung may allergies…
Everyone: Ewww…Hahaha!

…The teacher scolded us once again…

Shannah: Or mouthwash?
Everyone: Sige pwede rin.
Jeline/Shatan: Ano main ingredient? Yung something unique.
Ongson: MURIATIC ACID! Shannah, ikaw magtetest ng product natin.
Everyone: HAHAHAHA!
Shannah: Walang hiya kayo!
Everyone: HAHAHAHA!

…By this time, nagalit na talaga yung teacher so she listed down our names and may minus daw kami. Si Ms. Entera ata yun…?


…Fast forward to our defense. (Our final product: Tomato Lotion)

We prepared all the ingredients and tried to make our own lotion with real tomatoes in the school’s chemlab. But hindi namin magawa kasi tumitigas. Final defense na the next day and we still didn’t have the final product.

Desperate times call for desperate measures...
So what I did was I mixed together an old bottle of lotion I found at home, crushed tomatoes, and a few drops of Jasmine perfume oil, and when we handed it to our teacher, she praised us for a job well done. She even tried it! Good thing hindi siya na-allergy. Haha! Bango daw sobra.

And our final grade? 90plus. Ha!

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Transparent Skirt

One time after class, Ongson, Lin, and I decided to head out to Virramall. Pasyal pasyal lang, scouting for new items, and just killing time. When we got to Shoppesville, we passed by this stall selling jeans/skirts.

I can’t remember the exact conversation, but it’s similar to this:

Shatan: Miss, how much yung skirt niyo?
Vendor: (?) pesos.
Lin/Shatan: Meron bang color black?
Vendor: Meron.
Lin/Shatan: Eh pink?
Vendor: Wala.

…I think we then started asking if meron siyang skirts in weird and baduy colors.

Lin/Shatan: Eh lavender? Fuchsia? Neon green?

Vendor: Wala.
Lin/Shatan: Wala? Eh transparent meron?

...By this time tawang tawa na kami but we were just holding it in.

Vendor, serious: Transparent? Wala eh…
Lin/Shatan: Ah sayang, cge dibale nalang thanks...

…And as we were leaving:

Lin and Shatan, in unison: Bwahahahahahahahahaha!


To Ongson and Lin: Look what I found on the net! Who knew someone would actually make one? Haha!