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Tengoku

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nengkoy in her tengoku shirt

A couple of years back my younger sister Joy initiated a family tradition.  Every December 24 the whole Langit clan is distributed with shirts of the same design.  This is the shirt that every member of the family would wear to welcome the birth of Jesus Christ.  Everyone would wear it otherwise you would be considered an outcast.

Each year, the family’s surname is printed on the shirt.  This year was something different, in which collaboration and consensus of everyone was carried out.  As early as October this year suggestions and wild ideas are aired out and would crop out among family members on what shall be this year’s color and shirt design during simple family gatherings at Nengkoy’s house.

This is our 2011 Christmas shirt…

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A Japanese kanji read as Tengoku meaning Heaven in English or Langit if translated to Filipino.

Nays nays… : )

Happy Birthday Gabriel Pedro!

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Today is a non-working holiday because today is the Holy Feast of Sacrifice of our Muslim brothers.  But according to one of my monster pamangkins (nephew) today is a holiday because it’s his birthday.  This kahanginan and supercilious claim only proves that Gabriel Pedro Langit is an archetypal Langit progeny.

Being bright, sharp and fine-looking teenager, I personally dubbed Gabriel as the future’s kilabot ng mga colegiala (college girls’ infatuation).  The last time I talked at length with Gabriel, I was not surprised to learn that he has become one of the heartthrobs in his high school.  No he was not boasting about it but was merely telling me a factual turn of events. Yet, I actually hate to consider Gabriel to be a heartthrob because heartthrobs are a dime a dozen.

Gabriel has his own unique style and character.  He is the enigmatic spark of the Devine.  So be careful ladies because this young man’s mere smile can turn you swooning over him.

Happy birthday Gabriel… : )

Kuya, paki handa ang pang-piyansa!

New Photo Header

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While I have been ferociously busy and recently suffered from general insanity that caused me not to write posts and articles in this blog as regularly than the usual, let me just herald about the new photo banner of this blog.  It’s me and Nengkoy in our sunnies, shades or sunglasses.

The photo was taken during our last visit to Singapore.

Salamat sa mga sumusubaybay…

Nengkoy in a Zip Line

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Nengkoy just did an uncommon feat for a woman who is turning seventy five years old next year.  It is an accomplishment that some would even include in their bucket list.  Others don’t ever dare do it because of fear.  They would simply shiver by the mere thought of it.

Too bad I was not around to personally witness it.  It is good nonetheless, because if I was there I would have not allowed her to do it (because I –  who would be scared to death if I do it – will use her as my major reason that me and her will not do it since she’s too fragile for such a challenge).

Nengkoy spent a four-day vacation in Puerto Princesa, Palawan with my younger sister, my eldest nephew Denden and nieces Erika and Thatcher.  And here is the proof of what Nengkoy did in that beautiful adventure land…

inside the ugong rock

getting ready to fly

nengkoy in a zip-line

Yeah, my mother did the ala-fear factor zip-line!  That is after going upwards though the maze, cracks, crevices and honeycomb limestone caves of Ugong Rock, Nengkoy went down this karst topography via the 330-meter aerial rope-slide.

When I asked her why she did it, she simply answered, “Eh gusto ko eh! At mas mahirap kaya bumaba sa kweba!” (I want it! And besides it’s harder to climb down those caves).  According to my nephew as he was told by the zip-line controllers, the oldest person to ride their zip-line so far is an 84-year old male tourist.  But they could not confirm if Nengkoy is the oldest female flying fox slider they had.  Nengkoy also told me that some of the people there were so amazed, they were asking for her autograph!

Yan si Nengkoy, may pagka-Amasona ang byuti! Ano susunod bungee jumping?! Hihihi

A Rare Birthday Celebration Suggestion

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During the birthday dinner of my Ate Gaying at Nengkoy’s humble abode, she asked the members of Nengkoy’s dynasty on what would be a brilliant activity the family would like to do to celebrate her only child’s birthday.  Luis, my darkest dashing and school-heartthrob pamangkin, is celebrating his 15th birthday on July 12 but since it is a weekday, the family agreed to celebrate it on a weekend.  When it was my turn to air out my ideas, I presented two spectacular suggestions.

Option number 1 was for the whole clan to go to the long-been-neglected and dilapidated Manila Zoo.  I explained that it has been a long time since any of us has entered and witnessed this ancient zoo in the metropolis.  It would be a good chance for the whole family to see how the stinky elderly animals live their boring lives in captivity.

The second option, my personal choice, was the rarest which I believe no single soul in this planet has done to celebrate a birthday.  Option number 2 was for the whole clan to ride the crammed and jam-packed Manila Rail Transit (MRT) train from Pasay Rotonda station to North Avenue station in Quezon City then back!

The idea was for the whole family to get off the train and take photos (with wacky poses) of the whole group in every stop and station.  I’m sure these pictures will be posted in the private Facebook page of the family called Team Langit.  Clever and brain twisting parlor games will be played while the coach is running in between stations, one great game sample would be the classic Pinoy Henyo.

When the whole clan reached North Avenue station (the last station), Nengkoy and her descendants will be treated to a sumptuous afternoon meal catered either by susyal Cibo or mas susyal LaMer Catering.  The caterer’s set-up will not be in any of the dining venues inside the mall adjacent to North Avenue station but will be right there at the MRT station’s train landing (of course with the permission from MRT management).

After the lavish meal, the whole family will take the train ride back to Pasay Rotonda.  Since Pasay Rotonda station is only 10 minutes away from SM Mall of Asia, the whole tribe will proceed to this mall riding the luxurious Kuliglig (an urban jungle motorized pedicab).  To culminate the birthday dude’s celebration, the whole family will wait to watch for the mall’s spectacular weekend fireworks extravaganza!

O di ba kakaiba at magandang aydiya?! Adbans Happy Birthday Luis… : )

Greet Me

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To all the highly astute readers of this blog, I am here to shamelessly demand for the single and most precious thing you can ever give me other than you first-born child, your PIN code to your ATM savings account card, or your virginity.

Nengkoy – The Blog recently celebrated its 5th year anniversary! It only means that I have been sharing and writing a little piece of my soul for five long years already and I don’t intend to stop this madness yet.  So to all breathing people who reads this blog: Greet me!

Tenk Yu! Ang kumontra… chaka!

Cuaderno

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Regular schooling will re-open and start in less than a month.  In the 80’s it is the time of the year when me and my siblings are busy collating all unused pages of our previous school year’s notebooks and stitch it together to create a new but recycled cuadernos (notebooks).  Thanks to my Lola Teray who provided us with colorful strings which we used in binding.  This yearly recycling practice enables Nengkoy to purchase only few additional notebooks which we would use for the fresh school year.

During those days, what was so chic to have as cuadernos were those with covers of popular Pinoy celebrities – Maricel Soriano with William Martinez; Sharon Cuneta with Gabby Concepcion; Snooky Serna with Albert Martinez; and (of course the ever popular) Leni Santos and PJ Abellana!  I was one of those deprived with these modish cuadernos because Nengkoy always settle for the cheap notebooks with low-grade paper quality.

True enough, I never really envied those kids and classmates who had those notebooks with celebrities in the cover.  If I would be given a chance again to relive my life’s schooldays I would still stick on choosing those recycled left-over papers bunched together and transform it into useful storage of written knowledge and information. It’s personalized; its earth friendly, and, it’s a product of precious family bonding.

my present journal

Now that I am bigger, I no longer call cuadernos as notebooks but instead dub it as journals.  Para sosyal! And now that I am older and have an extra money to spend, I would gladly and instantaneously purchase a journal whose fine print cover would be the photos of two of the greatest antagonist legends in Philippine cinema – Paquito Diaz and Bella Flores.

Cuaderno sa Ispanish, nowtbuk sa Ingles, eh ano sa Tagalog?

(Sagot: Aklat ng Nota)

Nengkoy & Me in a Photo (A Mother’s Day Feature)

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Facebook account holders who have fantastic relationship with their respective mothers have been changing their profile picture to photos of their mother or with their mother.  They vow to keep it there till the last hour of May 8 (Mothers Day).   But let me deviate a little from this delightful bandwagon.  Instead of changing my gorgeous looking profile picture, let me post a photo of me and Nengkoy in this blog.  This photo will not only remain until the last hour of May 8 but until this blogging comes to an apocalyptic end.

Every photo has a tale.  A good photo could even rouse multiple narratives out from the depicted visual content or subject matter. In this manner, I would like to put a title to the photograph I posted that would best describe this shot.  But lots of thoughts come into my ridiculous mind.

Some of the titles that cropped out of my wits were as follows:

“The Beautiful Main Course and the Naughty Dessert“

“Si Aling Lupe at si Gary” (from telenovela Mara Clara)

“Ang Bida at Ang Kontra Bida“

“Madonna and Child-ish“

“Nengkoy with her Yummy Kid“

“Ang Mahjongera at ang Taong Grasa“

“The Impossibly Stunning & The Pornographically Sexy“

Hapi Maders Dey Nanay! Kises, kises, kises… Pengeng pera!

Shhh… Patay Ang Diyos!

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nengkoy's shhh

I am from Manila, probably the loudest city in the world.  But today is a totally different Manila.  It’s freaking quiet!  There literally are no cars on the streets, no ear splitting karaoke buzz emanating from households, the malls are closed and everybody is out of town.  Manila today is a dead zone.

For me, the most horrific day of the year is Good Friday.  It is scarier that Halloween and most horrendous than a Physics exam at school or a day you need to pay for household bills.  It is so petrifying because today is the day God died.

This fear has been inculcated in my moronic brain since childhood.  Since childhood as a tradition, today is the day that we couldn’t make noise before 3:00 PM because God is in misery and we couldn’t make noise after 3:00 PM because God is dead.

It is a common and ancient convention in our family’s compound in Pasay that we would receive fierce looks from the elders (starting with Lola Teray and Lola Anghiling) and say “Shhh! Patay ang Diyos!”, if you happen to have been the cause of any sound or noise.

This was fossilized into my deepest subconscious that up to this point, I made sure to zip my luscious lips all throughout the day.  This also made me terrified that if God is dead, then it connotes that evil spirits and other loathsome creatures wanders the entire planet lurking in the aparador or lying in wait sa ilalim ng kama (under the bed) ready to suck your blood or devour on little children.

Now that I am grown up, what really solidifies my red and while corpuscles is that horrifying monsters need not wait for Good Friday anymore.  They ramble and scramble the earth every single day and need not manifest in those horrible appearances like fangs, horns and tails with leathery wings on a bad hair day.  Today they wear ordinary clothing like that of a taxi driver, a street dweller or an office worker.   They may even be dressed in over-priced suits, drive luxury cars and live in opulent houses. They simply look like everybody else so you can’t identify them on sight.

Aswangs nowadays no longer sap and suck up your blood what they simply want is either: your hard-earned money, your livelihood or your reputation.

Makahulugang Biyernes Santo sa ating lahat…

Slick and Slippery Versions

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Last weekend, my whole family invaded one of the private resorts in Laguna for the extended birthday celebration of Nengkoy.  This was the day I ventured in conquering one of my fears, that is, gliding through a wet slide and dropping to a deep water pool at the end.  Here are two versions of my story.  It would be up to you which one of these stories actually transpired.

Version 1

While stepping up the ladder leading to the top of the slide, I was full of nothing but confidence.  I told myself that I need to make a good impression making sure that all my nephews and nieces would ask how I did my fantastic slide acrobat.  Reverse three and a half somersaults with two and a half twists.  This is the degree of difficulty that I executed when I glided through the 15 feet water slide.  While flexing and twisting my body, conscious of what I was doing, I entered smoothly and effortlessly into the water without a single splash of water.  When I emerged from the water I was throwing punches in the air knowing I executed a perfect slide.  I smiled upon seeing all spectators showing off 10 as a score on their flashcards.  The applause reverberates and reached the outer space even the creatures from Mars were alerted and applauded upon knowing that I just executed a flawless slide.  The spectators asked me how I felt.  I told them that it was just one of those ordinary routines.

Version 2

My knees were shaking when I was ascending the stairs leading to the top of the 15 feet slide.  Upon reaching the top I felt nauseated and realized that this may be the end of a magnificently delicious life.  I did not know how to sit still and how to settle my legs on top of the slide.  It was too slick and slippery.  While trying to carefully rest my butt on top of the slide, I suddenly lose my grip and slid without a warning.  While sliding through the curved channel I lost my balance, control and concentration.  Even my teeth that does not have a single muscle fiber was tightly flexing.  Out of fear, I shut my eyes and suddenly lost all hopes of living.  The next thing I knew, I plunged into the body of water.  I surfaced out of the water while coughing my throat out.  Upon gaining consciousness, I noticed that my relatives who witnessed my ridiculous fall were convulsed with laughter and the water in the pool suddenly got half-filled.  It is because I drank most of it and some splattered out of its rim during my awful entry into the water.  They asked me if I’m okay.  I told them I’m fine and laughed so hard after realizing what had just happened.

Basta nadulas este nagpadulas ako. Tapos!