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This and That #2

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  1. Vass happenin’? It’s been a long time, folks. Skipped 2014, and here I am in 2015.
  2. Last December marked my last year of being an English teacher. I have a mixed feelings about this--sad (’cause I’m not teaching and I enjoyed teaching) and happy (’cause I now have my weekends back! Oh, happiness!). I’ll definitely miss talking with the kids. Not the bratty ones, though--they can get back on San Vicente. Take it to the 10, switch over to 405 North and let it dump them onto Mulholland, where they belong. Yes, I’m referencing ‘The Californians’.)
  3. This is the year when I’m hitting another decade of my life. I hope no one will wish me happy birthday this time. It sounds almost morbid, I know, but I don’t think much about birthdays--they’re just another day to me. They don’t symbolize anything but an excuse for Hallmark to sell cards and for folks to throw parties and buy/get presents.
  4. Once or twice, I’ve mentioned about writing a book/screenplay, but the page is blank, still. Once or twice, I’ve mentioned about learning to play the ukulele, but the instrument is now collecting dust in my bedroom corner. A lot of times, I’ve mentioned about a lot of things, but still… Well, that’s me.
  5. Cried for a week when my cat, Biboi, went missing last year. I miss him terribly.
  6. Kinda got a kinda new kinda job with a kinda fancy-schmancy title.

Written by SZA

9 January 2015 at 9:28 PM

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Bad Dogs!

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[Photo: Going around, and around, and around in the round.]

A strange thing happened today that left me severely traumatized for life.

I was driving through a commercial area in the northern part of the city, when I saw a pair of dogs standing rear-end-to-rear-end, motionless, in front of a coffee shop. Suddenly, my memory flashed back to the time when I, as a kid, witnessed a couple of dogs running awkwardly because their tails were tied together by some mean bullies. Immediately after the flashback, I returned to the present moment. At first, my mind was in a jumble. I pitied the dogs, and wanted to help, but I didn’t know how. I mean, what if they bit my head off? I didn’t care much about getting dirty if I touched them (dogs are considered impure in Islam), because I knew I could always clean myself afterwards. I only worried that I could get hurt.

Because I wasn’t exactly sure what happened to those dogs, I drove around the blocks again to see how they got ‘stuck together’. As I passed them for the second time, I didn’t see any tails being tied together into a knot or anything like that. Then I thought, ‘Well, OK, they seem to be fine.’ However, I still had this nagging feeling. And so, I drove around the blocks for the third time, and I got a good look (or so I thought) at them. As I passed the dogs, a terrible thought crossed my mind: the dogs’ pee-pees were tied together by some maniac psychopath. I was freaking out. And decided to make the fourth round around the blocks to see if my assumption was true. (Why I didn’t just stop the car, and take a proper look at them, instead of going around the block several times, I don’t know.)

Anyway, this time, the two dogs finally got separated. (O PRAISE BE TO GOD!) However, I saw something hanging from the belly of one of the dogs. Immediately, I thought it was his intestine hanging out. I’d never been more freaked out in my life. Seemed like, my relief was short-lived. Then, it occured to me, ‘If that is his intestine, why is there no blood? Oh…my…Lord. Is that…his…pee-pee?!’ Then I took a look at the other dog, and apparently, it was actually female. So, that means, they were mating when I saw them got stuck together!

WHAT THE HEY?!

I mean, there I was in the car, thinking they were hurt. And how was I supposed to know dogs could actually mate in THAT position? Even the animals shown on National Geographic and Discovery Channel never do that. And imagine if I’d made a huge ruckus about it, and called the Fire Department, the Rescue 991 team, and everyone in the area to help me ‘save’ the dogs. It would have been VERY MORTIFYING. Oh, Lord.

Oh, well. At least, they weren’t really hurt.

But still…bad, bad dogs.

Written by SZA

18 April 2012 at 12:04 AM

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My New Roommate

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I’m cohabitating.

Now, now. Before you start clicking your tongues in disapproval, do read further. There’s a HUGE GREEN GRASSHOPPER in my room. It’s been here for two days now, and I’ve no idea how to get it out. My options are but a few:

  1. Get a spray bottle, and squirt the insect with water;
  2. Build a homemade insect trap: an empty peanut butter jar;
  3. Find a flyswatter, and smack the insect real good.

While the above options seem doable, I don’t think I’ve the heart to do any of those and hurt the grasshopper. (Go figure, I’m the person who spends hours in the bathroom because I need to rescue a trail of poor little ants on the wet bathroom walls/floor.) Even now, I worry that it hasn’t eaten for two days. The poor insect must be really hungry, I suppose. I do feel a tad frustrated, though. I mean, flappy insects freak me out, big time. Once in awhile, I do get some ‘unwanted visitors’ (e.g. massive lizards, baby scorpions, hornets, etc.) in my room, since my bedroom’s at the back of the house, and there’s a big, crazy jungle behind our backyard. I get scared when I see those visitors, but not as much as when I see the flappy ones. I wish I could just close my windows permanently, but it can get really stuffy in room without good ventilation.

Now, where was I? Ah, yes, the grasshopper. Well, now it’s somewhere in my room (my guess is behind the wardrobe), and hopefully it won’t EVER pull a crazy stunt like, flying towards me in all its glory, or entering the nostrils to build a nest in the brain, God forbid. I just really hope, it won’t ever be within close proximity of any of my body parts. Because, God help me, I don’t know what I’ll do if it is.

Written by SZA

21 March 2012 at 10:18 PM

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March 17th

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[Photo: My first birthday in the Gregorian calendar.]

It’s that time of the year, again. Today, another year is added to my age. Making me a year older, and hopefully, year wiser. God willing.

I’m not big on birthdays; I don’t really celebrate them. But I’ve been getting quite a number of birthday wishes from coworkers and former/current classmates on Facebook, today. Ironically (hypocritically?), it kind of made my day. I’ve never been much of a Facebooker, but getting those birthday comments on Facebook today, I just had to reply their comments and thank them, individually. When someone makes an effort for you, you’ve to make the same effort for them.

There’s another year to go before the next birthday, but I can’t care less about that. All that matters is that, I’m still being given another chance by God to make better of myself.

P.S. Today, the best friend, Zelma, asked if I have found my soul mate, now that I’m of that age when I need to start thinking about matrimony. Ah, the ever-famous one-million-dollar question. (And that, folks, is another story to tell.)

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17 March 2012 at 11:57 PM

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A New Leaf

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Today marks the beginning of a new year in the Islamic calendar. Concurrently, the Gregorian calendar will turn a new cycle in less than a month. And this is when the citizens of the world will open up a new chapter. Well, some of us might be getting stuck on the current chapter even after the year ends or have a long way to go before making a move to the next fresh page. And as for the other group of folks, the case is otherwise. Undoubtedly and unfortunately, I’m of the former. Why? Because I’m a perfectionist and a postponer simultaneously. In other words, I care enough to do things right, but I am lazy enough to let the little things go. However, I think I have pulled that one off quite well seeing as I’ve all intentions of completing my daily tasks, but can never seem to get off my lazy fanny and do them.

And I suppose, being what I am is one of the reasons why when every time reality hits me hard in the head, I feel worried and amazed by how rapid time goes by and how the changes keep on changing real fast. There are scores of things to accomplish and yet too little time to do them. And one of those tasks is my year 2010 resolution (and of the years before). See, I’ve less than thirty days before this year ends and I still have not taken any action on this year’s pledge (let alone past years’). I can clearly see in my mind that my KIV-ed resolutions have been accumulating thick layers of dust and cobwebs (thus creating an antique look) during the past three-sixty odd days. Shame, oh shame.

On the other hand though, why should we signify the first day of each year as the day of our rebirths, when in actuality, a New Year’s day is just like any other day?

Written by SZA

7 December 2010 at 3:37 PM

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Sacrifice

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Just of late, I was roaming around the Net and I stumbled upon the above-mentioned word that, at one glance, looked like too big a word. And seemed to me, breaking it down to a simpler magnitude appeared to be almost impossible, for this term per se carried such a massive load of weight. I didn’t exactly stumble upon the word by chance though, as obviously this Wednesday will be the day of ʿĪd al-ʾAḍḥā festival and consequently I was merely googling about the occasion and its significance. After spending thirty minutes clicking a link after another in Google to learn more about this event and some other related articles, I came across the word sacrifice. With my cat’s-like curiosity, I spent another thirty minutes searching about this topic and managed to snag some definitions of the word from the Net. As in the Wikipedia definition of it. On the word of the online encyclopedia,

The term is used metaphorically to describe selfless good deeds for others or a short-term loss in return for a greater gain, such as in a game of chess.

Subsequent to reading the definition, one thought popped in my head out of the blue and got me thinking--does this mean donating money and deducting it from your tax a selfless act?

Written by SZA

15 November 2010 at 11:45 AM

Posted in Happening, My Two Cents