So that you’ll know that despite of your being ‘p… May 11, 2007

So that you’ll know that despite of your being ‘pasaway’, you are special.

And that i’ll always be your older sister. (Dahil wala kang choice.)

And I’ll try to be a better sister-bestfriend you can ever have.

And there is nothing you can do to make me love you less.

Happy Birthday Biligdog. Tanda mo na.

Heartrob ng Pre-school May 4, 2007

If there is a so-called ‘kilabot ng kolehiyala’ (college heartrob), there is also a so-called ‘kilabot ng pre-school. And I, officially, am one of them. Eversince I started my bookstore duty I was able to interact with kids of our customers. You know, ask them their name, their age, what school they go to or even how many teeth they have. I even play Buzz Bee, the King of the Bees at the bookstore video player whenever there are kids around so that they’ll behave and leave their mommys and daddys to do the shopping.

Now I feel like the what my ex-boss-friend usually say that pre-school teachers are usually the first crush boys usually have.

Scene I.
Bookstore office’s door was opened and there was this cute little boy who was peeking.
Bijoiski: Hi
The boy smiled and run away. After a few minutes he was back still smiling.
Bijoiski: Hello.
The boy came in and stood infront of my workplace. He was looking at my ‘mini-creatures’ on my desk.
Bijoiski: Hello. Anong pangalan mo?
He ran away again. And after a few minutes he came back again with that smile. By this time, my supervisor and manager were already laughing really hard.
Bijoiski: Mamaya ka nalang bumalik nagwowork pa ko. Ito number ko. HAHAHA.
After a few minutes I went to the counter to help out and incidentally, his parents are already there paying for thier books. This same boy opened the door at the counter and went in. I was really laughing out loud thinking. “pambihira ang agressive naman.”

Scene 2
I was on a meeting with my 2 bosses yesterday at the Bookstore office. Since the door at the office was made of glass I was able to see those who passes by. There was this little boy, around 6 I guess, who stood outside of the door. I waved my hand. He ran away. After a few minutes he came back again. I smiled. He ran again. By this time his yaya was running after him. When he came back he was trying to open the door and his yaya was making him stop. he dropped his hands from the door knob and he kissed the door. How weird is that. Of course all this time my bosses are laughing and teasing me.

I will not mention anymore how little boys used to sit beside me on restaurants or making pa-cute at the malls. What’s with boys and ‘running away’ anyway? Darn. I do love kids. I really do. But not in a ‘romantic’ way. I don’t want to be put in jail beacuse of love life. HAHAHAHA. But yeah nevertheless, I still love kids. Pambihirang kamote. Wala ba kayong mga kuya?

WACKY DAWFamily Camp 2007 May 3, 2007

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