Ma said, “That time will come that husbands will find another woman. Accept it. It’s really like that.”
I laughed, “I refuse to. And if that’s the case, I will never get married because I will never accept that.”
Ten-ten-tenen- then becomes that tune from Jaws.
Sometimes it becomes that shot-clock tune from NBA. And then I remember Champoy’s variation of that tune but hers ends with …buti-na-lang-tanga!
Champoy once laughingly told me, “I know you love Joey and he loves you and I love him too but Mi, gusto kitang ipa-date eh! Wala lang! I want to share you to all those guys eh!”
Champoy used to pluck my eyebrows for me in 1998.
Champoy used to be berated by her teachers in grade school in Poveda for plucking her eyebrows during class.
Champoy introduced me to the humor of Rex-that-mother-packer.
Champoy taught me “Pucha your mother ha!”
In 1998, Champoy returned to the tambayan one afternoon with two of my female batchmates from the Rifle and Pistol team and told me about “these squama people who were making us bastos in Gutson’s Visayas eh we just want to play billiards.”
So I went there and saw that there were about twenty of them bastos boils and gels and said to them, “All right, bring it on fuckers. Whoever plays billiards better would please shut up or quietly leave the place.”
Ask Champoy what happened.
I also smilingly told her boyfriend (who ehem) in one of her birthday parties which was in Mimosa, “You’re cute. She’s too smart for you. Hurt her and I’ll fucking shoot you. Keep your dick exclusive to her and I won’t shoot that, too. Now that’s a good boy. Cham! Your boyfriend and I are done talking! He’s nice!”
What?
It was 1999.
I was officially crazy.
I was asleep most of the time on that weekend party anyway.
The other night I was with Sly and he called Champoy and said to her, “May gustong kumausap sa ‘yo.”
Sly was chuckling as he passed his phone to me, “Tulog. Nagising.”
It was past midnight.
I laughed, “Champoy! I’m sorry I didn’t call you on your birthday. Matanda na ko eh. Let’s meet up next week, okay? Remember that I love you. Sorry if Sly woke you.”
Champoy sleepily laughed, “Mga gago kayo.”
She’s a good daughter, sister, and friend.
My birthday wish for her is for love to find her.
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