Ever seen the video about professional bloggers?
By blogging they earn about more than $800 a month. And thousand of people visit their site. The more hits they get, the more money they earn. That's what you call serious blogging.
Guess I won't be going down that path. First of all, blogging, I do it for fun and leisure. Second, I'm more of an introvert. I don't want people I don't know know things about me.
I have stalkers. I don't need fans.
"You, my friend are just bored." Tim said to his friend lounging by the fireplace. "You need to get a life. You know what they say, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy."
Hearing his friend snicker, Jack gave a shrug and rose his brandy to his lips.
Getting no reaction, Tim came over and sat across Jack.
"You know, lots of women tripped over themselves just so that you would notice them. And some of them doesn't even bother to be subtle. And still, you don't give them the time of day." Taking a sip, Tim continued "Being handsome must have suck, huh? Being chased my women ranging from minors to old ladies must be tiring. Of course, being rich and comfortable doesn't help either."
For the first time since entering the penthouse Jack replied, "I don't have a need of them."
Giving a bark of laughter, Tim put down his glass. "Yet. What would the papers say if they knew their infamous playboy is living like a celibate monk for the past half year? They could have sold out their whole circulation."
"I'm not interested." Jack replied in a dead tone.
"Look man, you must forget about her."
Tim don't need to elaborate on who he was refering to. It was better if they don't say her name. Being brought up, Jack frowned into his glass.
"Come on, let's pick up some girls. My treat." Tim said generously.
Saying nothing, Jack twirled the brandy in his glass.
"If no one gets your fancy we could just go back here. What have you got to lose?"
"Just my morals, for being with you." Jack said.
"That's my boy! I know you have a sense of humor there somewhere in that corporate body of yours." Tim said while walking over to the front closet and pulling out his jacket.
Laura didn't know what came into her.
"Laura, you must be out of your mind. Obviously stressed from work got to you." She mumbled to herself.
The night was already deep. Laura slowed down the car. She was nervous as a cat.
Slowing down the car, she peeked through the heavy tinted window of her car. Looking about she became more nervous. "The place looks deserted." She mumbled again, unconciously gripping the wheel. "Oooooh! If I went all through this torture and found out that later that Phil gave me the wrong place... I'm gonna wring his neck and more."
(to be continued)
Since coming here in the states, I haven't finished anything. Question is...
Did I start on something I want to be done?
I think I did. Well, I hope I did.
But when I try to summarize on what I've done this past three weeks. My mind draws a blank.
I guess I was too busy doing nothing.
I'm currently watching America's Smartest Top Models.
It's really interesting.
It sucks you in into the story.
You can relate with the people.
You relate with their problems.
Their success...
And their disappointments.
Oh my god! Give me something to do! Please!
Okay. Sure I have my lazy days, but 13 months? Mmmm. Yeap, that's me. And since I'm still in my sloth phase, I'll enumerate the highlights of the year that passed:
::I was drunk. Many times. Learned drinking beer.
::Gained weight abroad, that my sisters started to watch everything I ate. Got tired of their nagging that I decided to diet. Lost twenty pounds in two months. I am now at 115 pounds. This is thinnest I've been since I got my period. Now I buy tops in medium or small sizes. Even bough a slacks in XS size. Waste line is twenty-four inches. And I got to wear mini skirt.
::Got a MacPro for a birthday gift from my step dad.
::Kicked Roy out of my life.
::Vuy and I are not speaking to each other. I just got tired one day of his misanthropic views. Sigh, if only we could sue someone here in the Philippines for emotional distress...
::Witness Isnit's fainting episode when his belly was pierced by an incompetent piercer.
::Saw Raymund's Vuyish side.
::Got new admirers.
::Got another stalker. One that really owned up to being one.
::Quit playing online games. Mostly my life revolves around DotA and being lazy this days.
::Had the end of my hair dyed red. And I can even sport a short bangs.
::I toured the major parts of Ilocos in my mom's non-air conditioning pick-up.
::I pose for my sister's photo trip as a star-apple selling whore.
::I went to gaybars for more than I can count.
::Fetched my step-sister from a hotel cause she and her lover don't have enough cash to bail out.
::I know now where Payatas is. And how it smells.
::Then had my red highlights covered in blue but came out as black.
::Found out that my weirdo/maniac magnet hasn't diminished one bit.
::My red highlights are coming out again.
::Currently have a boyfriend, who is:
• My brother’s friend since high school.
• Which means he’s three years my junior.
• Six footer, lean and tanned. Just the way I like my men.
• Prefers girls that acts like guys. That’s why he has a crush on me since he found out I was a tomboy.
• “Torpe”.
• Weird.
• Looks like a Satanist.
• Idolizes Jesus, because he believes that one must love thy enemies.
• His facial hair differs per season.
• A smoker since he was nine, but now is trying to quit.
• A very emotional and sensitive person inside. Which is weird in itself because it’s the farthest thing you will think when you look at him.
• Have weird sitting position.
• Lucky when it comes to cards.
• Unlucky when it comes to games with strategies.
• Obsess in cuddling and touching.
• Surprisingly sweet.
• Tried trimming my hair which came out too short to be called a trim.
::Which means all my red highlights are gone.
::Got a real job.
::Declared I was quitting before reaching a month.
::They didn't let me quit.
::Pass my resignation before the second month ended.
::But lo and behold, I'm still working.
The twins weren’t able to call out. So Ezra called me to see if I want to go to New Hampshire to watch the game between Boston Celtic and Detroit Pistons. After asking my parents if I could go, which they did, Ezra gave brought me up on our itinerary.
So, the next day they fetched me at home and after eating dinner which is made up of arrozcaldo and vegetable salad (mom has a great sense when it comes to menus), we took off so we could reach our destination before late night.
The trip was uneventful. And we arrived earlier than the family we were visiting. Unfortunately me and Ezra was holding our bladder for about more than hour. And the climate, which was freezing cold, wasn’t helping our situation. But I wasn’t much in need of a bathroom than Ezra. So me and Kidong told her to pee in the backyard. But she doesn’t want to. So she went down the car and said that she’ll go and check the doors. Maybe someone forgot to close one. Being dark and all, I accompanied her. When we reached the backyard we roamed a little.
“Maybe one of the neighbors will mistake us as thieves and shoot us.” Ezra said.
“Mmm. Ezra this looks like a nice place to pee.” I suggested.
“I don’t want to pee in the yard.” She said while she nudge the backdoor. When she was disappointed it was indeed locked, she went up the balcony and swipe the blinds aside and started yanking the sliding doors, creating a racket.
“Well, now we are definitely getting shot.” I said squatting down in the middle of the yard under the shadow of some unidentifiable tree.
“Okay. Everything is locked. I really need to pee. Ching, what are you doing?”
“Peeing.” I answered, still squatting in the middle of the yard.
“What?” she laughed, “Why are you in the middle of the yard and not in some secluded corner of the house?” Then she choose some spot by a wall of a wood and started to bring her pants down.
“Because from where I am sitting,” I explained “I could see any critter, bugs, or reptiles that are coming my way to bite my naked butt. Your spot seems to be critter friendly. Aren’t you scared that there could be a snake crawling near that wall you’re hiding and will just strike at your behind?”
“Stop it Ching! You’re scaring me!”
When we were done we went back inside the car to thaw out.
"Maybe we should call them and tell them we're here." Ezra said.
"Yeah lets." I said shivering at the back.
After some time. Tita and Tito came. We went in and they started interviewing me about dad's new girlfriend. Which it seems they know more than I do. Later their son, Yogi ( I laughed on the inside, on that one), came home too. I thought he was gay but then I was disabused of that fact later when he went and on about his son back in the Philippines. Then later Shine, short for Sunshine (which is his real name) came home too.
And what a ray of sunshine he is.
He was big, dark, bulky and always sporting a scowl.
And has a serious "Road Rage".
When driving, he shouts, spew a lot of profanities, and sometimes flipping the other drivers the bird when he gets mad at the little mistakes the other drivers do. He was scary. But other than that he was okay.
And then the Boston Celtics lost again!!!
Today I woke up at around eight. Me and mom are going to New York again for jewelries and bags. So we left early because we want to get on the express bus at Foxwood. And when we arrived in Foxwoods we found out that the schedule for the express bus of Greyhound was changed. So my mom asked me to sit at the lounge and watch the bags while she gets the new schedule information from the office. Chosing a chair, she choose the same chair I sat on the last time I was there. I was about to protest and asked her to change to the middle row of seats when she dropped her bags on one of them and left me. Sighing I sat at the chair next to her bag and laid my huge bag on the next chair. I don't want a rerun of the last time I was there. So when mom was gone I sat there and relaxed. Then suddenly this tall Arab looking guy stood in front of me and looked at the buses. Then he looked down on me and asked me something. All I got was the word bus and Greyhound. I asked him if he could repeat what he said.
"Are you waiting for the Greyhound bus going to Boston?" He repeated.
"No. I'm heading for New York. On a Grayhound bus too."
"They said that the bus was suppossed to arrived here by 9:20." He explained.
"Oh, that's okay. They are usually late. You just need to wait and they'll be coming along in a while." I assured him.
"Oh good. So where did you say you were heading?"
And that my friend, where it all happend again.
But at least he was far better looking than the Chinese guy. And when he got down to talking with me he has no choice but to sit on the chair after my bag... Far beyond my reach.
Then he told us he was gambling the whole night and was about to leave this early morning but was detained. And we asked about how did it go for him and he answered it went pretty good. He won a couple of hundreds. And he said he has a strong intuition about numbers that it borders on psychic.
And on that part my mind said, "Oh-uh."
Then mom came and he asked me if she was my mom or my sister. Which sent my mom in a twitter.
And he also said that there's something about Foxwood, that there's
like an aura or force that it doesn't make you want to leave.
Then he started on the statistics of winning cards. Then after that the money you earn annualy and the expenses. On which part mom was amazed by his calculations, of course mom's aptitude for math is less to be desired. Then he introduced himself as Constanstine. Then we also found out that he was Spanish and not Arabic as we first thought.
He also said that he knew we were Filipinos.
"I could see it in your faces." As he put it.
Then we explained that we could understand some of their language because we were under Spanish rule for how many years.
And he was amazed by this information.
Then after that, he changed topic and went into finding a right partner on life. He said a wise man should look for a woman with substance and brain. Because man is nothing without someone there who could push him.
Then our bus arrived. We have to say goodbye.
Then he told my mom, "You shouldn't bring her here." Waving his hand indicating me, "She's too young and too beautiful to be brought in a place like this."
My mom just laughed.
Then he asked if I go to Boston a lot. I replied go there if I want to eat dumplings.
"Okay. I'll give you my number. If you ever go to Boston give a call okay?"
"Yeah lab." My mom said to me. "get his number and I'll go ahead on the bus." Then she left me.
Traitor.
"Okay here's my number. It's easy to remember. Do you always go to Boston?"
"No. Just in Upton for paintball." I replied.
"Pingpong?" He asked confused.
"No." I smiled. "Paintball."
"Paintball? You mean..." ,then he made a gesture of shootiing.
"Yup." I replied. "But I was there last week, me and my friends watched a basketball game."
"Great. Okay, if you ever go there give me a call and maybe we could go out and drink coffee or have dinner."
"Okay." I replied putting the paper with his number on the side pocket of my backpack. "Nice meeting you." I said.
"Nice meeting you too." And we shook hands.
When I got on the bus, mom was there at the door waiting for me. As we took our seats I asked "Mom, what's with men at Foxwoods?"
"At least, he's good looking. Did you notice how soft his hands were?" Was her reply.
"No I did not. Did you know why he noticed me? He said beacuse I was wearing his favorite color."
Fingering my red beads, "Maybe I should throw this out."
"Why?" My mom asked me.
"Because I was wearing this when that Chinese guy was hitting on me last time I was here." I explained.
"He was?" My mom was doubtful.
"Yeah, didn't you remebered he was admiring it while he was fondling it?" I reminded her.
"Oh yeah." She said.
"And I was wearing the same earrings too. And the same shirt! And the same pants!!" I said amazed.
After thinking for a while, I said, " On second thought... I won't throw them away."
"What? Souvenir?" Mom asked.
"No, I'll burn them."
I was bored.
I guess you guys you know the saying, Mess with a drunk than someone who just woke up.
A new adage... never mess with a bored drunk person.
I was bored enough to get a li~~ittle bit drunk. I'm never good at handling beer, you see. And I was so bored that I was mad at the world.
For boring me perhaps.
The war of the pussies, as I like to call it, started with our key players...
Mark: the heroine of the story. A siren who lures men with his powerful voice.
Matt: the love of our heroine. A modern day knight in shining armor. And have fantasies about tubs.
Lee: the noble steed. okay, he wasn't in the story but what the heck.
Anton: he defies description but he's insanely obsesses in getting the heart, if not then the body, of our heroine.
And me: the bored drunk misanthrope.
It started when Anton again tried to snake his way into Mark's heart that Matt got jealous which made Mark angry and had to tell it all to Anton to punish Matt.
Got that?
Yes, love is never a straight paved road. It's like a rosary that's full of mystery and all that blah.
Making good of that chance, Anton sent a trashy email to Matt:
Hey Matt you should be checking on your so called wife! He's hitting on me I think! I am not trying to make you mad or anything but when we went out last time he tried to kiss me, and yes we did, but I told him stop coz its just wrong! Mark told me not to mention this but I just need to! Sorry for this but he told me HE REALLY LOVES YOU!!! So don't fret! Have a good one!!!
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It was a specious email if I ever saw one.
But Matt didn't reply instead he forwarded the mail to me with this note:
Just forwarding a trashy email! I don't believe it at all!! Lol+z.... Well I'm more excited on a surprise this Wednesday.... hmmm... he said its something he bought for me (Good, I dont have to worry about returning it! Lol+z) So did I do somthing nice to deserve a surprise! Lol+z... I guess I did I've been a nice boy for like 3 to 4 days!! Anyway you have fun girl! I was just checking on you MY LOVE MY SWEET CHING-FLING! I heard you'll be flying back home soon... I'm gonna miss you! But yeah thank God for the internet! Lol+z...
Take care...
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Problem was instead of forwarding it Matt accidentally pressed the reply button, thus sending it to Anton. Seeing his mistake he forwarded it to me again with another message:
Great!I accidentally clicked on reply instead of forwarding it to you! But yeah here it is my love!
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I started laughing.
Then Anton asked my email from Mark saying he want's to know Mark's friends. Mark didn't want to but Anton was persistent.
After acquiring his weapons of destruction, he emailed me and Matt:
So you got a love on the side Matt??? You asshole! this time Mark will be with me! So how long have you been cheating??? I guess this is something Mark doesnt know about! I AM SURE! This is what Ive been waiting for, for the longest time!! In a way thank you for cheating!!
Oh and to you Ching thanks! You may not know me but damn girl it seems you know Matt is with someone and still youre with him? Dont get me wrong coz I like it! Finally I can have what is supposed to be mine a long time ago!!!!!!!! thanks!
Matt youre in DEEP SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry my friend THIS IS IT!!!!!!
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Which I replied a droll:
Ohhhh Anton thanks for showing me the light!
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Then Matt emailed me:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!
But sorry for putting you into this!
Stil this is....
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Okay I will sleep on it!!! lol+z... I need my sleep!! Love you!!!
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Then Anton forwarded Matt's mail to me to Mark and said:
Hey love, I am sorry but this email was accidentally sent to me by Matt. I hope you will be okay. If you wanna go out and need a shoulder to cry on I am just here, let me know and Ill come running or maybe driving to you. Hehe... just trying to make you laugh. I know this would hurt you AGAIN! SoI guess its okay to say I LOVE YOU!!!! Now its not as a friend anymore!!!!!
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Which Mark forwarded to Matt and me saying:
Matt what is this??? How could you do such a thing???? After all this time??? Lolololololololol... and you Ching youre my friend!!!! TELL ME WHY??????? Wahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... I have no idea whats going on but this is FUNNY!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh well but poor Anton.... Okay mattie dont get me wrong again okay? Lolz! Love you both!!!
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Then a little later Mark sent another email:
forget i dont pity him, i just read his statement... THAT I WAS THE ONE WHO TRIED TO KISS HIM!!!!!!!!
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That was before I got drunk. I was just bored then.
But after dinner when I tried finishing my beer, I was drunken bored. So I started reading my mails when I notice the little insults Anton was throwing. He thinks he knows me and I not him.
So I sent another email replying to his mail to me:
oh yeah. forgot to tell you. I do know about you. I know about you before matt and mark got together.
and matt loves me because i'm the person who made it possible for them to be together.
and i'm gay, i prefer women. (smile)
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Then I slept on it.
The next morning Anton sent another email to me and Matt, replying to my drunken mail:
You can say what you wanna say!!!!! Both of you will regret it BIG TIME!!!!!
the thing is I will be charging this to your friend... and as for you Matt your so called wife!
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Which Matt gave a very mad email:
YOU FUCKING ASHOLE!!! WHY DONT YOU ANSWER YOUR PHONE??? YOU FUCKING SCARED YOU CRAZY DEMENTED SHIT!!!!!!!! DONT YOU EVEN TRY ON PLANNING OR DOING SOMETHING BAD TO MARK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU KNOW WHAT???? YOU ARE A BIG SISSY!!!!!!!!!!!! ALL YOU DO IS BOMBARD ME WITH YOUR FUCKING BORING EMAILS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT WHY IS IT THE COUPLE OF TIMES I SAW YOU IN THEIR OFFICE YOU CANT EVEN FUCKING LOOK AT ME?????? AND STOP DREAMING YOU ASS!!!!!!! NOBODY WANTS YOU YOUR PARENTS DONT EVEN LIKE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOUR JUST A CUNT YOU DONT HAVE BALLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TRY AND MESS WITH ME AGAIN OR ANY OF MY 2 WIVES (YOUR JUST FUCKING JEALOUS COZ YOU DONT EVEN HAVE ONE!!!)!!!!! I ASSURE YOU ARE GOING TO BE THE ONE WHO WILL REGRET IT!!!! YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!! YOU MAGGOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Then Matt sent me an email after that:
Hey Ching if ever Anton starts emailing you with all his shit just ignore it or just spam or whatever!!! Okay??? Thanks! I love you too!!! Lol+z... I JUST WANNA KILL HIM THIS VERY MOMENT!!!!!!!! But that shit is scared!!! Anyway forget about it have fun!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!
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Which I replied:
it is okay. LOLZ.
i was a little drunk when i started reading his mails and i got annoyed. LOLZ. yes, a note to oneself, never drink and check emails. Wahahahahaha. i even told him im gay.
ahhhh, this shall relieve me from my boredom.
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And he replied:
Hahahahahaha Glad you are enjoying it!!! Lol+z... Yeah right just enjoy this! Lol+z...
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Then I gave another reply to Matt and Mark:
oh yeah! thanks for defending my honor matt!
i love you more for that!
ohhh, mark, it's so nice to have a big hunky man watching over us LOL+Z. lab you too mark!!!
the shirt's are not still here btw. I wouldn't be surprised if the mailmans are wearing fairy shirts now..
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Which Matt sent a reply to Mark and me.
Anything for my 2 "gay" girls!!! Lol+z.... I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE TOO!!!! Shhhhhh Mark might catch us!!! Lol+z
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Then I went back to replying to Anton's mails.
The guy was oblivious. Can't he see that Mark is added to all our mailing list in this episode.
Obviously, Mark knows everything.
So I replied to Anton:
i knew you were stupid...
Mark, sabi ko sayo mukhang bobo to eh. at tama nnman ako dabah? nanji, wlang karapatang mabuhay. wahaha.
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Which Anton replied barely 5 minutes later:
I understand tagalog! Bitch!
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Which I answered a scant minute later:
i know that you slut! wahahahaha.
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Then later Mark was apologizing that Anton got hold of my email address.
I replied:
lab you girl.
ako ay natutuwa sobra at binigay mo email ko. di na ako bored!!!! lab you!!!
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And Mark replied:
Sobrang comedy na toooo!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOO
pampaalis ng stress sa work!!! wahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... di ko lam pinagmulan nito pero si anton mabait naman sa akin sa pagiwan ng voicemail!
sweet ang sinungaling na ahas!!!!!! lolz alam mo sabi niya ganito "Please talk to me, I know you hate me again probably but I just cant get over you! Sorry! Call me please..." KAPAL NG MUKHA!!!!!!!!! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA...
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A little while longer Anton replied to me only:
FUCK YOU BITCH! I SWEAR I'M GONNA FUCKING FUCK YOUR PUSSY! SO YOU'LL KNOW HOW IT FEELS!!! I DONT WANNA WASTE MY TIME EMAILING YOU! PROBABLY THAT'S THE REASON WHY, YOU HAVEN'T HAD A DICK UP YOUR CUNT YOUR WHOLE LIFE! YOUR A WASTE OF TIME!
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Which I gave a happy:
wahahaha. that's it? oh i'm scared. lol. as if you're man enough for me.
and i've seen your ehem prick and this pussy ain't impress. so it's no
loss. i'm better off with my women.
and now i'm a waste of time... but lo and behold you emailed me again. and you went to mark to get my email too! i'm flattered. really i am.
fuck me? LOL. you wished. you need to drug me for that...
and forwarded it too to Mark and Matt. Because we know that Anton would even stoop to drug a person just to get off.
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And after sometime he replied:
How can say you that you haven't even seen me!!! PUTANG INA MO!!!!!!
Of course, we all know he's refering to the size of his penis. He wasn't even concerned that I know his drugging people underhandedly. He was more concerned that I find his size lacking.
Typical.
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I replied:
ah. by the power of the internet. (laughs)
what an intelligent reply...
you're such a skirt anton. you only fight with girls, or someone who's far away... mmm. you can't even face matt.
figuratively i have a bigger dick than you. (grins)
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Then he didn't reply back.
How disappointing.
So now I bored again that's why I'm writing this down.
It was a holiday. It was when Columbus discovered America. It wasn't a weekend but we checked with FriendlyFire and said that they were open on that day.
So me, mom, tito and Forest were there first thing in the morning. And I get to try my new Angel, which the guys over there were drolling at. Me and Forest have our own Angel One gun and Tito has his AngelG4 but an older version. We were starting to be known as the Angel family. Except mom who has a Triad.
But I guess some of the people didn’t know that the place was open since there were just a handful of people. There were even new referees, I guess the regulars must have a day off too.
And what a bunch of cuties they are too.
Then later Forest came running and said, "Laurice, one of the referees gave this for you." And he lay the barrel plug on the table. "And oh, he said he's single." he added then he ran away.
"Wha... Forest come back here!"
Then me and Mom noticed later he keeps on chatting with the referees. And I was, "Oh my God mom! Who is he selling me to?"
Later when Forest came back I asked him who lend me the barrel plug. He said it wasn't lent to me but a gift. And I asked him why would someone do that. And Forest said because the guy finds me pretty.
"You're joking me." I said at Forest.
"No I'm not."
And I didn't win The Last Man Standing.
That was last Monday.
But yesterday it was just me and Tito. I guess we were just excited to use the new Angels that we went even without Forest.
So when we arrived there, the Filipino group was there already. I greeted the gang and took the table beside them. Then I notice the two new guys. And the other one was staring at me.
Yeah, my antenna went up.
It was the way he stares at me. It was so blatant. I took off my sunglasses, sat down and ignored him. After a moment he came over and introduced himself to Tito. Then he went over to where I was sitting and introduced himself.
"Hi, I'm Cameron." he said and offered his hand down to me.
Looking straight ahead and not at his person, I shook his hand and gave him my name.
Then a little while later while fixing my equipments, I noticed that Cameron and the guy he's with were just sitting there and huddling against the cold. Of course even if you just met them but have the same country of birth and now living on a different one, you must converse with them.
It’s the way of the Kababayan.
So I asked them if they have plans of playing. But they said they don’t want to play. Confused, I asked them why they where here in the first place and suffering in the cold. Then Cameron said he came there to say hi to the gang and maybe eat a little.
“And of course so I could met you.” he smoothly added.
Behind my bored mask I was mentally rolling my eyes. I didn’t reply making his line fall flat.
Then when he saw me filling my hopper with paintballs he quickly stood up and said that he’ll help me.
I was like, no don’t help me. I don’t need it in the first place, I’ve been doing this on my own for a quite some time now. But of course I can’t say no. He was already holding my hopper, which I quickly filled up and thank him. Then I got my tank and quickly left the our table to get my nitro filled.
At the first game I owned with my Angel but for the last guy who shot me after me and one of my team asked him to surrender.
It was a capital rule that when you are less than ten feet away from your opponent you should ask them to surrender.
But that Iraqui guy shot me close-range when we asked him to surrender. It stings. I was more shock than annoyed. But still, I could have him disqualified but I just marched up to him and scolded him there in the middle of the field. Then when I went out of the field I saw him and his friend. I called him back and scolded him again.
And when I had my tank filled, the old man who was watching over at the food counter asked me why I was hit, when he saw me wiping the side of my neck.
I explained to him what happened. He suggested I should have shot the guy in butt and he'll vouch for me. Haha. What a sweet man.
And due to my annoyance, I forgot to turn off my marker that I accidentally twitched it's very sensitive trigger. Now I have a broken paintball inside my gun's barrell and my barrell plug is a mess too, adding to my annoyance.
So, I had to miss the next game coz I need to clean my gun and it's barrel plug. Which leads to another long conversation with Cameron who was sitting at the next table.
While cleaning my gun and refilling my hopper, he interrogated me. First where I live then where I live back home. Then he said he was from some place that we all know where some rich people live. Then he asked me what school I graduated from and he said he graduated from a school I never heard about, without any prompting.
Then he said that maybe I left someone back home who's missing me terribly. I said of course my siblings miss me.
"No, I mean a guy." he clear
"Oh. Of course," I replied deadpan, "they are probably killing themselves with pain of missing me."
"I mean do you have a boyfriend?" he asked.
"Mmmm." Was just my answer, leaving it to him to interpret my answer. I don't want him to think that I am available but I can't tell a lie either.
"Wow. She doesn't want to answer." he laughed.
"No I don't have a boyfriend and I don't plan on having one either." I retorted.
Then later he told us about his first months here in the states. He said he was dead bored. There was nothing to do and no place to go and have fun if you suddenly have the impulse to.
I said that was my situation today because I live in the country and I can't drive so I'm stuck at home.
"Hey, do you wanna go out with me sometime if you have nothing to do? Give me your address and I will fetch you." he brightened up like a bulb.
Awry, I answered that I was too lazy to go anywhere or do anything.
"Your too lazy to go out? I'll be the one fetching you and everything."
Putting my backpack on, my ammo belt and raised my gun Ramboo style, I replied "Yup. I'm too lazy to socialize."
And walked out.
Someone messaged me on Friendster. Asking me if anyone mentioned that I have a beatiful neckline and my fingers are very well proportioned to my arms.
I said no. Most people comment on my lips and on my eyes. And I asked him if we know each other.
He replied the next day that we don't know each other. And he also said that he forgot to mention that I have a very smoot underarms. And he begs me to do my beauty regime religously. And as a farewell he said to stay smooth as possible.
I didn't reply back.
ged: hey girl! wassap! im chatting with joan cejoco
me: and?
me: lolz
me: o bkit anu balita?
ged: nothing much she just said she missed ur stupid jokes!
ged: lol
ged: just kidding
ged: u still in US
me: MY stupid jokes?
ged: hahaha
me: i don't joke
me: haha
ged: fuck im still looking for a job. this whole jobhunting sucks!
me: i'm known for my dry wit. not jokes
me: hehe
ged: so wattup with u homeboy!
me: im happy bro
mea: wassup with the lingo?
me: wag mo sabihin ganyan ka makipag usap ke jo
me: d ka masaskyan nyan
ged: hahah!
ged: oo nga
ged: do u mind changing ur font it sucks
me: pag nag english na wala na di na magsasalita yan
me: i dunno
me: you see my font...
me: you dont have it
me: coz YM is lame
me: so i guess it just choose it's default font or something
me: :D
ged: wtf? i got AOL baby
me: we aint on AOL doll!
ged: hahaha! doll thats so messed up!
ged: (smack)
ged: u missed me?
me: yah like i miss my period
ged: period.. u still hav mens? i thought u were dry
ged: hahahah
me: i'm dry
me: as dry as ur sex life maybe
me: :))
ged: wtf? i dont know bout urs but i definitely am getting some some.. ms man hater!
ged: lol
me: wooohooo
me: really?
me: are you sure on what you're getting?
ged: yeah
me: could be different
me: :))
ged: hahah!
ged: ur so silly
me: or could be more
me: :))
ged: hahah!
ged: u know u shud get some so ull be more happy! stop with the games and shit!
ged: lol
ged: just messing around
me: haha
ged: i know naman na ur contented with ur super mario and stuff
ged: lol
me: a lot of guys already said that
me: and they said too that they would be more than happy to initiate me
me: it's okay with my games
me: as long as i have a joy stick
ged: hahah!
ged: whatever
me: ang buttons to push
ged: hahah!
me: mmm ;))
ged: hey joan mentioned u hav a bf now! wtf is that all about?
ged: poor guy!
ged lol
me: lolz
me: more like lucky
me: :))
me: i love geeks
me: wahahah
ged: good to hear you comming around! thats great! congrats!
me: hahah
me: don't hold your breath yet
ged: hahah
After a while...
me: oi kapwa bum ko
me: hmm
me: mukhang me ibang ginagwa...
me: hmm
me: oi one minute man
ged: di noh
me: tulog na me
me: :D
ged: anong one minute man
me: buhbye
ged: patawa ka talaga
Then I closed my chat window and was about to exit my Trillian, when he caught up with me.
ged: wer u going
me: bed
me: without you it seems
me: awww
ged: wait for me naman
me: ;))
ged: laurice
ged: can i ask u something
me: oh fitz
me: anu
ged: y dint it work for us both
me: di ako tibo
ged: what did'nt u like about me?
me: seryoso ba yan?
ged: yes.. we can talk about it naman now that everythings in the wind now
me: hanep nmn tanung
me: water under the bridge huh
ged: kita mo na.. deviating from the topic again
ged: honestly
me: pwede nmn natin pag usapan yan noon pa
me: kung tinanong mo eh
ged: ganon e u were hardly reachable
me: ahahah
me: iwas lalaki
me: anyway
me: yah
ged: kulang lang sau noon punching gloves
me: so kung bakit di ka?
me: kasi... wag ka magalit ha
ged: sure
ged: fire
me: kasi ke flo ka
ged: whaaaaat!
me: kung tinanong mo yan noon
me: sinagot kita
ged: sinagot moko ng hinde
me: di mo nman tinanong
me: oo kasi
me: gusto ka ni flo
me: :D
ged: ganun
me: yah
me: nauna sya eh
ged: pero di moko gusto?
me: hmm
me: di pumasok sa isip ko
ged: wtf?
ged: leading statements and fucked up conclusions
ged: ang labo mo
ged: never naman kami naging ni flo e
ged: it was u i wanted
ged: pero u wer so into the tomboy thing!
me: haha
me: thanks
me: lolz
ged: it wud hav been great sana noh... i knew u had some soft side in u always...
ged: remember the time i wrote u in the province that was so dorky of me but i did tell u how i felt remember!
me: yeah
me: i remember
me: pinatay ako sa kanchaw ni lester
ged: lester knew!? anyway now that its all said and done, i gues it wudnt make much of a difference now.
me: :D
me: yah
me: well
ged: so...
me: wala
me: haha
ged: hay nako
me: anu naman
ged: i can imagine wat u look like now.. with those rolling eyes and pouting lips! lol
ged: u still fat?
me: i dont pout!
me: kung pumunta ka ng mga get together idi nakita mo ako sana
ged: i didnt see d pictures but even so u probably wud be wearing a cap covering ur face!
ged: lol
me: lol
me: probably
ged: tama ba ko!
me: nope
ged: lol
ged: hahah!
me: tinapon na ng mga sis ko mga lalaki kong suot
me: naiwan nlng
ged: really! naawa na sila cguro sau?
me: mga babae
ged: lol
me: mga babaeng dress
me: at mga punk goth ko haha
me: di nila matapon mga metal ko kasi mahal
me: yun lng
ged: wow ha! ur probably not wearing them so that pretty much leaves you with nothing on!
ged: lol
ged: metal! haha! rocker chick!
me: hala
me: imagination mo ged
ged: iniimagine na nga kita ngaun e
me: friendster
me: sus
me: marami lng nga ako piercing pla
me: hehe
ged: talaga? saan?
me: 12 na
ged: ears?
me: 5 each ears
me: belly at tongue
ged: thats gotta hurt
ged: shit
ged: ur such a massochist
me: not as much as my industrials
ged: pain freak
me: it's worth it naman eh
ged: ouch
me: anyway ang sinasabi ko na kung tinanong mo noon ay yung "bakit hindi ang sagot ko"
ged: i dont understand... di moko gusto noon
me: hmm anu parang magulo nga sagot ko noh
me: sabi mo bakit it didn't work
me: at ngayun mo lng tinanong
me: sabi ko pwede mo nmn tanungin noon
me: nasagot ko sana tanung mo
me: i didnt mean sasagutin kita
me: and come on
me: nag mamake out kyo ni flo nun
ged: oo nga alam ko kya nga tinatanong ko sau ngaun kung bakit ayaw mo sakin noon... ung totoo
me: yah
me: kasi nga ke flo ka
ged: make out?
me: yah
ged: what the fuck
ged: who told u that
me: wait what does making out means pala
me: it involves kissing right?
ged: sex i guess
ged: lol
me: nope di sex
ged: para kang bata
ged: sex narin un
me: kissing touching
me: yun
ged: petting
ged: hahha
ged: whatever
me: andun kayo sa level n un
me: ehem petting... di ko alam kung nagawa nya
me: nyo pla
me: ;))
ged: we were kids then.. shit it happend so quick the last thing i knew was she was holding my gun..
ged: lol
me: yah
me: so there
ged: hahahah
me: i consider you hers
ged: kya ayaw mo sakin dahil dun
me: kasi mahal ka ni flo
me: :D
me: at ako hindi
me: akalain mo
me: matuloy kayo
ged: di moko mahal?
me: noon
me: di. bakit?
me: huh
ged: eh ngaun
me: bakit namn kita mahal
me: ngek
me: anu pag kakaiba now?
ged: now i dont hav a gf
me: sows
ged: can i ligaw ligaw na u
me: kapal
me: wag ka nga mag joke ng ganyan
me: hayz
me: tulog na nga ako
me: 2 am na
me: iba na tyo since college ged
me: :D
me: o sige gudnight
ged: so thats it? ull just dump me like a family computer porket gameover ka na
ged: hehehe!
me: OMG
me: anu ba yan
me: dumaan na ang atari
me: wala
me: dumaan na ang family comp
ged: hahah!
me: wala na rin
ged: stop laughing
ged: i just missed our nonsense talks
ged: thats it
me: i'm not laughing ikaw haha ng haha dyan
me: :))
ged: i know its the past and im happy to keep our frienship
me: yeah
ged: pero lam mo, pag nakita kita and seksi ka pa, liligawan kita ulet
me: wag na
ged: pero pag mataba ka na! ayoko
me: mas seksi n ako kesa dati
ged: hahahaha
me: di na ko magpapakita sayo
me: haha
ged: ikaw talaga! kita mo atleast now nalalambing na kita
me: hahah
ged: before ang taray mo sakin
me: as long as walang malisya
me: haha
me: ganun
me: sorry
me: automatic ata noon
me: :))
me: or alam ko lng wla ka magawa
me: kasi malayo ako
me: wahahahaha
ged: lol
ged: so ur gonna sleep now?
me: yup
me: it's 2 am na
ged: wat u wearing muna
me: olol
ged: lol
me: PJ
ged: cge nytnyt
ged: pj! wtf?
ged: lol
ged: wear some nities baby!
me: better than my usual boxers!
ged: lol
ged: hahahah
me: i have some teddies
me: 2 years na nasa drawer
me: wahaha
Letting him thinking about my teddies... I disconnected.
I was going to New York.
I hate going to the city but Mom was determined to go and she dragged me with her. And one more reason she made as a reason to Tito is that I was going to meet someone.
Putting off meeting Seth was fine by me. Heck, I even dreaded meeting him.
So we drove to Foxwood Casino to get to the Grayhound bus there. We were a bit early so I sat at the lounge and took out my pocketbook I've brought with me. But mom said we need to change chairs so that we could see when the bus comes. So we sat at the opposite from where we originally sat. I choose the end seat and put the bags beside the vacant seat beside me. Mom said she needs to buy a drink because she needs to take her sleeping pills. Nodding, I keep on reading. A little later I notice this man standing in front or f me. Then he was looking at me. My freak antenna went up but I just gave him a smile.
He was a tall Chinese guy. Langky. And maybe twice my age.
Then he started a conversation with me. And out of politeness I pick up the conversation. Then mom came back. I introduced my mom. Mom said hi and sat two chairs away from me.
Still continuing the conversation the man took one of line of chairs pendicular to mine and sat facing me. Then he started asking me questions. First he was fishing for my age. Then asked us about where we are heading. I answered New York. He said that was great since he was heading there himself.
I felt a chill went up my spine.
But he said he's going to take the later bus.
And I broke out a genuine smile hearing that.
Until he took a chair and placed it beside me.
Mom's gazed narrowed on him. Oblivoius to her, the man picked up the conversation again. And during this conversation he touched my arms twice, borrowed my book and examined it, and fingered the bracelet I was wearing.
Then when he asked me where I live, I answered him that I'm just visiting. He was surprised. He said that I have a good grasp of the English language.
Yeah, more than I could say for his.
Then he asked me if I want to stay here in the U.S. permanently. I said that I can't because I only have a tourist status. To my unprecedented shock, he gripped my right upper arms and shook me.
"I can help you!", he said eagerly.
"Er... No thank you..." I dumbly answered. And we both know the fastest way to get a Green card is through marriage. To whom... to him?
Ewww.
Then the damn bus was late for half an hour. I was stuck with the guy. Mom was thinking of calling out to the guard. When the bus came rolling in, it was like the most beautiful thing I've seen. Mom quickly grabbed our bags and called me to follow her.
I readily obeyed. I said goodbye and pulled my stroller along.
The man stood up too and walked me to the doors.
"Hey, maybe next time you could show me Mohegan Sun." he said, refering to the other casino.
"Sure" And I gave him a sunny smile.
Then I said in Tagalog.
"Hope springs eternal."
I went to the Arcadia Pond to take pictures. And I brought my favorite subject of mine.
I have another indecent proposal. My second actually of the serious kind. The first was from a teammate of mine from swimming, Allan S. He said it's time that I should be initiated, and he'll happilly do the deed with me. Then he said I'm lucky that his body was made for loving.
Oh yeah and I used to have a huge crush on him for years. And that happened last year.
So last night I'm having a conversation with my friend from college. The conversation started innocently enough until he had to take his lunchbreak.
Then when he came back my status was in idle mode.
Then he said maybe I'm doing something other than I should be doing then end it with a secretly giggling emoticon.
And I was like, is he implying something? And I thought, maybe not since he considers me like a guy friend in the group. Even like a brother. And I consider him one too.
He opened the topic gently first. Asking again why I still don't have a boyfriend. And I retorted "What for?".
I was asking from a practical point of view.
He took it in an another way.
"So you would know the ways of loving. The fun. The excitement."
"Ohh. No thanks. I'm content on what I have now. I'm better off playing games. No hassles."
"You don't know what you are missing, Ching." he pressed his point.
"You can't lose what you didn't have in the first place, Jeff." I pointed out mine.
"You're not getting any younger, you know." he said.
"Don't worry about me. I'll make sure before I hit menopause that I'll lose my maidenhead. If I can't still find a man by then. I'll rent one." I said while browsing a Medusa guide in DotaPortal.
"Why rent one. I'm here."
"Hmm?" Not taking him seriously, I list down some Items that Medusa needed.
"I could teach you all the ways of loving." He presented.
"That would be like incest." I laughed.
"Incest? Why?" he asked.
"Because I always looked at you as a brother. And so do you. And you know it."
"That was in College."
"So?"
"I was with Jacq then. Now I'm not. We could do this."
"Are you serious?" I asked, and stopped reading the Medusa Guide.
"Yes. What do you think I was doing all along?" He asked.
"Pulling my leg." I started wondering. "Did you started this with Joanne too?"
"No. Why?" he asked.
"Because she's avoiding you." I said.
"No. I just want to hang out with her in the clubs. I think she got annoyed." he laughed.
"Mmmm. I suddenly have a change of heart. I still believe in sex after marriage after all." And I gave him a smiley. "And you'll never marry any girl who isn't in the Eglesia."
"It's just sex Ching."
"Yeah. It's "just". And I'm not that curious about sex. I've read books about it." I replied.
"But it is nothing compared to "hands-on" experience." he laughed.
"Maybe I'll just grope in the dark, like Seth said he wanted it to be." I muttured under my breath.
"So are we doing it when you get back here?" he persisted.
"And what will your girlfriend say about this?" I asked.
"She won't know about it. Anyway, it's not like I should be faithful to her or anything."
I just gave a sigh. "Jeff, I know all about your sexcapades in college. You told me all about it. Wouldn't it be awkward to have sex with somebody who knows all about your sex life?"
"Did I?" he wondered.
"Yes, you did." I have to nudge his memory. "We were in the car and you were pouring out your bitterness about 'The Break-up'."
"Aaahhh."
"Right. And I also know you're big."
"Wha... How did you know?"
"I forgot. But some little birdie told me." I laughed at the pun.
Then there was a heavy silence.
"Why Jeff, are you embarassed?" I amusedly asked.
"Yeah."
After that I started reading DotaPortal again.
"But I'm good." he offered after some time. "And I could make it very enjoyable for you." he added.
"But that's just it", I laugh, "I could enjoy it even without you."
Tito bought a new boat. It's a bigger boat than the one we had last year. Even if I love the last boat we had, it was cursed.
Or maybe just in my case. Because everytime I ride on that boat, there wasn't an instance that I don't get injured and bled on it.
Bleeding on that boat was a right of passage for me everytime I ride on it. But we have to sell it because we have to get a bigger boat. Not because we had an additional passenger... But because we have to cover Mom's ass rather than being sued for indecent behavior. You see, Mom tends to pee in the most unexpected times. May it be in the middle of the ocean. That's why we have to buy one with a room downstairs and a portable toilet.
But then Tito made an uncalculated error. Before buying the boat he asked how much it weighs and found that the weigh is still on the range of what our Ford Explorer 4X4 could carry...
We forgot to add in the weight of the trailer which carries the boat.
So the boat sat there for a month. Then Tito, a die-hard fisherman, said that the only choice we have is either sell the boat back or buy a truck.
The next day he and mom went out and when they came back they have a Dodge Ram 150 4x4, which is huge. It was pre-owned but it was perfect. We readily hitched the trailer to it and went fishing.
And on the way I read out loud the truck's manual.
The first four days of fishing, I caught a lot!
A couple of bouys.
Crab traps.
My own fishing line.
The motor of the boat.
And even our anchor.
But no fish.
Everytime I tangle my self, Tito would just shake his head from the sheer wonder of it all, and cut my line. I almost depleted my spool of fishing line. I also amazed myself. I was like a retarded fisherman. I know I wasn't this bad that I started blaming the boat. I suggested that we should have it baptized or something.
It was like that for a month, that mom just stayed below and sleep or just stay at home.
Until it's always just me and Tito, that we have our own routine. In the morning I pack my food and flavored water. Pack Tito some plain water. When I get out of the house the boat's already hitched to the truck. Then check the necessary items then drive to Stonington.
In Warwick while waiting for our turn to dock, I climb the boat and raise the flag, arrange the fishing rods and put the floaters out.
Then Tito would back the trailer to the dock and then back the boat into the water. Then I will drive the truck and trailer to the farthest parking space because of it's lenght and wait for at the dock for the boat to fetch me. Where I shall climbed it's helm.
After those mishaps that I had, we started catching fishes scalps... then we moved to a bigger game like bluefishes. I would drive the boat and follow the seagulls. For if there were seagulls, there would be baitfish, if there were baitfish there would be bluefishes after them.
I would troll the boat and Tito would cast out the rods, and when there is a tug, I stop and bring out the net.
Wooo. It was addicting.
When were done, I would drive back and drop Tito off the dock. To save time he would get the truck while I would float idly near the dock and when the trailer is in the water, I would maneuver the boat into the trailer while raising it's engine because of the shallowness of the water and Tito would hook it up.
Everytime I would drive the boat in, people would stare at me. They never seen a female drive a boat into a trailer much less a young one.
Then Tito would drive up the ramp while I hang unto the boat's steering wheel. Giving a smile at the onlookers, I raise my hand and give them a wave worthy of a royalty.
Because we bought a bigger boat.
We bought a bigger truck.
Now we need a bigger driveway and an additional parking space.
And today the workers came and paved our driveway... they even have their son's working beside them, sweating and topless.
Sigh...
Wooo. I love paintball.
This time around I gave it to the opposing team. No consideration for the money I was wasting too. I ran at crossing bullets, ducked, and sometimes crawled on my belly. I also had my vest removed. (Because some guy noticed it by the water cooler and and he jerked on it, which put his hands near the top of my breast, while saying it was made for sissies. At which point I gave him a ferocious smile saying that I have BIGGER chest to protect than what he has.)
But I was in the zone!
I was invinsible!
I killed a lot of men!
Then the cute guy who works there fixed my gun too. Then when he gave my gun back to me he said, "There you go. Now you're more beautiful."
Smiling up at him I said thanks.
Overhearing what the guy said Forest butted in "Now, you're making her head bigger than it already is."
"Forest", I said to my stepbrother, "shut up." Then turned around and walked away smiling.
We were in a forest. There were bunkers, stones, wood forts, a river, trees and wet composite leaves beneath my feet.
Such a nice and quiet place it was.
Then the referee took out his mega phone and hollered...
"Attack!!!"
I stood there for a couple of seconds with my mind blank.
Then all my team mates, in a complete army combat uniform, ducked and sprinted forward shooting with their guns.
I was still standing there asking myself if this is for real, when a series of paint balls went whizzing past by me.
"Oh shit." I muttered behind my mask and duck behind an eight uprighted plank of wood that stand as a wall.
So I was just squatting there with mom on my right. Since I can't shoot with both of my sides occupied because it can't peek around the corner of the made-up wall, I just squatted there and chatted with mom while paints went splattering the wall we were hiding in. The guy on my right was shooting like crazy at the other team. Later I hear Tito saying he was hit. I watched him put up his gun and walked out of the arena. I still just sat there until Forest was hit too. Then mom.
Then someone from the fort shouted that someone was coming from the right. I said okay I heard him. Then someone from our team ran towards me and took mom's place and just lied down on the mud and started shooting.
Later on he got hit.
And I was still squatting there.
And the referee was looking at me.
Later the guy on my left got hit too.
So I was alone on that wall. Then I saw two guys coming from the right field again. I warned my teammates. The kid hidding behind a dead pile of twigs started shooting at them. Since I can't do anything, I just squatted to the end of the wall and kept a lookout.
Later the kid behind the big pile of twigs asked me if I have an eights.
I was like, "Eights?" What the hell is an eight?
Then suddenly some big guy from my right appeared and started shouting at me, "Surrender!Surrender!"
And I just bowed my head in disgust while I could hear mom shouting from beyond the green line, "Don't surrender! Remember the Alamo!!!"
I raised my gun and walked out of the field before we heard the whistle saying that the time ran out.
Mom and Forest were waiting for me in the deadzone.
"You got hit?" Mom asked.
"No, I surrendered. I didn't even shoot." I answered while putting my barrel cap on my gun.
I was the cleaniest one to get out of the field.
After lunch break the referee called out again that the games will be starting in a couple of minutes. So I got my paint-free vest and put it over my fatigue uniform. Tied a bandana unto my head including my ears so there won't be anything snagging my new pierced ear. Attached my reserved belt consisting of three canister full of paintball ammos, took my gun and helmet and went in line on the Red Team.
Where mom got friendly with some Chineses. There were twenty of them and most of them were guys. One of the guy intoduced himself too and we had a long chat with him. He's cute. We even shaked hands while looking at each other's eye.
But I forgot his name.
They rented the private field, where when you hear them screaming at each other in chinese you've think it was WWII again.
The next game was called Capture The Flag, which Forest got to be the flag carier. The flag was stuck unto his back. So he and Tito went towards the forest to head over the Blue Team's fort.
One third of our team stayed at the fort. Mom stayed inside the fort. I chose to crouch behind a wall, for me to have a better space to manuever. Later we heard fireshots. It was like real war in the field. And the shoutings, the gunshots... the panic, bedlam. You can easily imagine what's happening.
Later we heard the whistle and the referee's speaking in the microphone telling us that the round was over and it was a tie.
Then after that we had the Plant the Bomb game. Forest being the smallest one on the group was again the bomb carrier. It was again a tie. And I sat in a compost while being rained by paint from all sides. My shoes won't be the same again. Ever.
The last game that I joined was capture the base, where our team will be on the defensive and the other team while try and get to our base. This is where I started shooting like crazy, until a ball went splat into the wall I was hiding in and into my helmet too.
I was out. So I held up my gun and walk down the hill. Then in the middle of the forest while walking towards the exit, I felt a sting on the back of my left arm.
"Hey! I'm out!" I shouted.
"Hey she's out." yelled the referee.
Fucking bastard, my mind screamed. Obscenities were rolling in my head while I kept on walking.
Mom was waiting for me near the entrance.
"You got hit?" she asked.
"Yeah. In the face. But when I was already out some dumb guy shot me in the arm."
"Does it hurt?" she asked.
"Fuck. Like a bitch in heat!" I bit off.
And then when we were walking the rest of the way, I was behind mom when she cursed.
"Someone is shooting me in the bum. It could be your Tito." she was annoyed by the joke.
"He can't be that immature. I think it's Forest." I argued while walking the rest of the way.
"When we got at our table Tito and Forest where already there.
Mom and I just looked at each other. And said nothing about it.
Then when we got home they were horrified by my bruises I attained from paintball. Even people when I go shopping stares at my bruises. It was big and nasty.
It was so nasty that Tito said he'll buy me a complete uniform. And it will be a special uniform. One made for a girl.
Couple of days later, I got the uniform. It's a Army combat uniform but in a different pattern. I said it was cool.
Until I saw the flag on the side arm.
"Great." I muttured, " I'm dead. All Nazi-hating-American on the field will try to kill me."
