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Tuesday, September 11, 2007

High Blood Moment #1: Ang Kumot

Nag-sleepover ang ilan sa HB sa bahay namin sa Bataan. Inilabas ko ang kumot na sort-of-cashmere ang material para sa kanila. Nilapag ko ito sa kama.

Reeya: O, ano yan?
Ako: Kumot para sa inyo.
Reeya: Mainit yang ganyang klaseng kumot! Ang init na nga, magkukumot pa ng ganyan!
Ako: Eh kasi baka mamayang madaling araw, malamigan kayo. Lumalamig kasi kapag madaling araw...
Reeya: Wag na!
Ako: Itatago ko na lang?
Reeya: Itabi mo nga lang jan. Mainit yang kumot na yan.

Kinabukasan, umakyat ako sa loft para manggulo. Lo and behold! Nagulat ako sa nakita ko! Yung mainit na kumot eh nakapalupot kay Reeya! Nakatalukbong ang bruha!

Mainit pala ha!
HB entry by Bex at 10:08 AM

24 comments:

jellybelly said...

hahahahahaha.....lesson: wag na wag magsalita ng tapos! at galit pa!

September 11, 2007 at 10:15 AM
hzl042 said...

paki-check baka HB na......

September 11, 2007 at 1:15 PM
Reeyah said...

bwahahahaha. nakalimutan ko pala sabihin, kahit mainit nagkukumot ako. reverse psychology ba!

September 11, 2007 at 1:55 PM
Claire said...

Baka naman nagtatago lang sya sayo para di mo sya guluhin. hehehe

September 12, 2007 at 11:17 AM
Reeyah said...

Excuse me! hindi ako nagtatalukbong kasi hindi ako makakahinga!!! hahahahaha

September 12, 2007 at 3:10 PM
Reeyah said...

Tsaka dun sa entry, hindi ata ganun pagkakasabi ko. Sobrang angas ko naman. Aminin mo Bekya na that's not how I said it. At saka yung iba hindi ko sinabi. hmphh! Ang sabi ko lang, in a nice way mind you, na mainit yang kumot na yan. Period.

September 13, 2007 at 7:49 AM
Anonymous said...

It's not verbatim, I admit. I wanted to capture the gist of the situation and make it appear funny in print. The tone may appear to be different when captured in words.

September 13, 2007 at 8:43 AM
Reeyah said...

Same shit!

September 13, 2007 at 9:53 AM
Anonymous said...

No swearing!

September 13, 2007 at 11:08 AM
Reeyah said...

Same crap!

September 13, 2007 at 1:41 PM
Anonymous said...

lagay mo fine print sa baba ng post mo bex

September 13, 2007 at 3:58 PM
Anonymous said...

What's fine print?

September 13, 2007 at 4:16 PM
Reeyah said...

Fineprint: "Above exchange is not verbatim. Actual exchange was edited to capture the gist of the situation and to make it appear funny in print."

Or maybe you should add an apology. hahahahahahahhahaha!

September 14, 2007 at 11:36 AM
Reeyah said...

...and that Rhea in real life is a mild-mannered person."

September 15, 2007 at 5:00 PM
Anonymous said...

In your dreams. As an author of the entry, it's my prerogative.

September 17, 2007 at 10:39 AM
Reeyah said...

Prerogative? Prerogative my pretty ass!!!!

September 17, 2007 at 10:51 AM
Anonymous said...

Sue me.

September 17, 2007 at 11:08 AM
Reeyah said...

Yes. I will sue you. My lawyers will just contact your lawyer.

September 17, 2007 at 2:01 PM
Anonymous said...

PIKON!

September 17, 2007 at 2:05 PM
Reeyah said...

E ano ngayon!?!?!??!?

September 17, 2007 at 3:02 PM
Anonymous said...

uhhh....ang pikon ay laging talo?

September 17, 2007 at 4:04 PM
Reeyah said...

Sino talo?

September 17, 2007 at 4:58 PM
Anonymous said...

the judge?

September 17, 2007 at 8:17 PM
Anonymous said...

sino pikon?

September 17, 2007 at 8:18 PM

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Friday, September 14, 2007

It was 12 June. Independence Day. After an all-morning badminton games, we headed to Persiana, an Indian restaurant along the busy Street of Pioneer, Mandaluyong. We slumped on this long table which comfortably sits 8 famished addicts (holiday na nga, pumasok pa sa opisina para maglaro ng badminton). Cler suggested the resto so we asked her for recommendations. Order here, order there. You can imagine the buzzing of the table - 7 hot ladies and a lone hunk! Talking all at the same time - hecklin', shoutin', laughin', and bitchin'! And we were all bondats!

Since we stuffed ourselves, you might think we calmed down after that. Nah ah! Everyone was hyper - every conversation was carried out in high pitch tone, full of angst! Until one of us hot blooded chick got carried away with her kwento that another chick had to check her pulse on the neck, uttering, "High blood ka ba???!!!" Everyone had a good laugh at that scene and since then "high blood ka ba?" or HB for short has been used in every opportunity. Like, EVERY opportunity. You think it ended here? Nope. In the spirit of spontaneity, one chick suddenly suggestted that we go for coffee and dessert at.......... Tagaytay City! And off we went to Tagaytay (minus the lovely couple C&M). The roadtrip was non-stop hecklin' shoutin' laughin' and bitchin' plus getting lost in Highway 41 (it refers to Exit 41 but for some reason, we call it Highway 41). Caveat: Don't you dare get lost on a road trip. You will never hear the end of it. Never.

There you go - the intro on how the blog name came to be. How about the highlights of the day? It's worth posting, too!

K had a chocolate bar as palaman for her tinapay. Seriously. Kailangan inuulit ang salita ng dalawang beses.
Kailangan inuulit ang salita ng dalawang beses.
M was entirely glued on her PDA the whole time. Anti-Social of the Year.
The birth of Row 1, Row 2 and Row 3
Coffee and dessert at Starbucks, Tagaytay - overlooking Taal Volcano
The famous air-conditioner of the spaceship - dalawang tao lang nakinabang sa aircon pero anim ang pasahero
No sleeping during the entire trip - back and forth
And the most important lesson we learned at the end of the day: if you have a car, ensure that the car stereo is working. You don't want to get stuck in traffic with chicks with iPods.

 

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