-=the daily grind=-

It’s raining outside and I’m here in the room eating ice cream (a whole pint of yummy Rocky Road).  Somewhere further down Katipunan Avenue is a friend of mine getting ready for a ride around town with her somewhat old and somewhat new wonderboy. How very, very nice, very, very TGIS.  Love at first blush when everything’s bright, and you have all these promising things to look forward to. Meanwhile I’m here, updating my blog while waiting for Desperate Housewives to come on.

This afternoon I had some readings photocopied with Ate/Kuya Junie, our neighborhood xeroxman at the law center. To all the other people he’s Kuya Junie but to us, he’s Ate for some carefully crafted conspiracy theory involving him, my blockmate Phloebs, and a few unwilling male blockmates. Law school’s filled with many colorful personas, and Ate Junie plays the part of the ultra-dense, super slow xeroxman. Sometimes we think he’s being deliberate just so school won’t be boring. This afternoon I once again fell prey to his, um, charm.

I had a 4-6 class this afternoon. As we were waiting for the class to start, I borrowed readings from my seatmate, CJ, to have them photocopied for me and the Fuzzy. I went to Ate Junie’s cubicle and told him to xerox 2 copies of the reading, and that I will pick them up at 6, after my class class ends. He looked at a bunch of papers on his machine and saw that he had a copy of the same readings there. Apparently some other person asked him to photocopy them. So, here it is – he turns to me and says “ah, eto na lang meron na pala” holding the stack of papers. I go “okay sige, so hindi ko na iiwan to”. And then he goes “eh pero teka, 1 copy lang pinapagawa niya.” Me (incredulous-slash-stifling-laughter), “eh di gawin mong 3 copies <holding 3 fingers in the air>. Ate Junie looks at me with an “oo nga noh” expression on his face, and says “ah ok.” OH MY GOODNESS. They exist people, they do.

And then at dinner, I was with 2 friends and one of them was telling me and the other the names of her titos. She says one of her titos is named Wincher. My other friend goes “Ano? Winter?” And then she goes “No, Wincher. As in Wincher Churchill.” Ahahahahahahahaha!!! We laughed for 5 mins! Tears were streaming down our cheeks, and our sides were bruised from involuntary spasms. So that was dinner.

There are days and nights like this in a person’s life where everything is easy and manageable. Just now my roommate tuned in to Sugo. Francine Prieto’s trying to steal something from a house. She has on the full sosyal magnanakaw regalia – black ski mask, black cat suit and boots. The catch: her cleavage is showing. Yes, better they see my cleavage than my face. At least when they catch me by breasts will stun them. Hahaha, my roomie and I share a laugh.

If only all the other days were just like today. It’s raining with a vengeance again, and I wonder what tomorrow will be like.

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