Tuesday, July 25, 2006
sticks and stonesthe grim weather causes the sandman to sprinkle just a little more sand on my eyes. i've been asleep for 12 hours. wonderful. anyway, as i was taking my breakfast/lunch [i DO NOT want to call it brunch], i started grinning. which eventually made me start laughing. looking like a lunatic to all those around me, i regained my composure and started to think about what made me laugh more vividly. it was the image of my good friend Bree Jalijali standing on a chair in our classroom, flapping his AJSS jacket as if it was his wings, portraying a "noble" face. why would this action happen at all? he was imitating the Geryon monster, one of the guardians of one of the levels of hell in Dante's Inferno. then i started thinking, "what the hell were we thinking?" then i suddenly called to mind [with the help of mon] all the stupid, seemingly irrelevant things our ever-evolving class has said and done through the course of our lives. words that only we would understand and would find extremely hilarious. i swear, we need our own dictionary and grammar guide. so, this entry might only be enjoyed by LSGH boys. haha.
around 1998-2000:"boboshark" - one of the oldest relics in the form of language that can be found in our broad tradition. it intitially started during greg's swimming party when we were playing water tag wherein the "it" is thought of as a shark. i distinctly remember that greg's brother, leo, was seen trying to "eat himself" when he became "it". hence, we called him the boboshark. [i remember that day clearly because it was the same day i gave mon a jericho chin by pushing him from beside the pool, hurling him to hit the side railing.] and so, from then on, boboshark was used to refer to someone stupid or dumb or someone you just plain wanna insult.
Tabrella and TUSK - if the mafia took the form of gradeschoolers, Tabrella would be the Corleone's and TUSK would be the Tattaglia's. Tabrella was us, [back then] the geeks and nerds who weren't really cool. come on, "Tabrella" in itself meant Table-Umbrella since the place where we hung out had tables with umbrellas on 'em [it was even the Tabrella Clang, clang being a mixture of club and gang]. TUSK, on the other hand was the cool, brash, reckless group, aptly named with the last names of its founders: Torres, Umali, Silva, Karl. haha. just to make it sound "better" they made Karl Santos' letter K instead of S. ahhh, i remember the royal rumble wars we used to wage and the "batuhan ng kamias" melees. we even had a day. the Tabrella day. even TUSK members would join us as we played a big-scale game of hide-and-seek where the entire schoolgrounds was the playing field.
Ryan Ferrera - he was my classmate during gradeschool. and i, being the jerk that i am, would tease him. i conjured this kind of a rhyme/song that i'd sing whenever i'd wanna insult him. it sort of caught on. sort of. it went like this: [yes, it had a melody] "si ferrera, basurera, namula kanyang mata sa crispy pata, something something [it had about two more lines.]" why would anybody's eyes turn red from crispy pata?! i think i sucked a lot back then.
"Mama" - this one came around 8 years ago and never EVER left. we had a "family" in our class. there was a "papa" [camillo. who, in turn, is now forever known as Pops], a "mama", mikee and even children and other relatives. for some odd reason, Mama stuck the hardest and until now, we, as his friends, are very very unused to calling him Mikee in school.
"Super Death!" - joel. the contingent of daboise that had to go away. tsk. back then, whenever we'd be in a line, going to an assembly or anywhere else, whenever we'd pass a flight of stairs or any other inclined spot of ground, he'd abruptly push you, hoping you'd fall to your doom. while this is being done, you'd hear him shriek, "SUPER DEATH!" of course, this led to certain variations, the "Chain Death". the "Look-Ma-No-Hands Death" and my personaly favorite, the "Supuer Death" [pronounced "soop-wer"]. he was trying to write a big Super Death on the blackboard. ewan. just to be weird. for some odd reason, he spelled it "Supuer." he'd get so mad whenever we'd tease him with it.
around 2001-2003:
"Gaynerd" - probably the most infamous term in highschool. it refers to those geeky, nerdy, teacher-ass-kissing, presentation-intensifying people who were always on top. yes, by this time, the "Gago group" had been established and a new rivalry had emerged, circa Tabrella/TUSK. and most of us former Tabrella members had matured and had joined the opposition. haha. and so, this Gago Group or Bree Group [Growing Adolescents Going through Obstacles and/or Boys Really Enjoying Enjoyment] pioneered this Gaynerd term. it wouldn't be complete if you didn't say it in this certain way that sort of resembles a foghorn, but a lot more annoying. "NNNGGGGGEEEEEYYYYNNEEEEERRD!!!" this, of course, was to be said after each highly insightful piece of recitation or after every nicely made presentation. the Gaynerds, of course, didn't take this lightly and struck back on the offensive. long story for that one. it was all in the spirit of class unity anyway. hahahaha.
"Where Bear?" - yes. bree was on a roll. he thought up "Where Bear?" basically, it just means "where?" except you had the, uhhh, "bear" to go along just to make it rhyme. or something like that. hehe. this was used often when asking questions regarding wherebearabouts.
"Verto!" - we had a classmate named Norbert. he was very popular. in a sort of "kuwela" sense. at one time, chino and mon heard him being called Verto. and of course, chino and mon, being the resident "pauso" of all time [only rivaled by bree], capitalized. soon, it reached monstrous proportions that it included actions already. whenever you said "Verto!" you had to sort of cross your arms on your chest and make two peace signs that looked like v's. sometimes you even had to kneel down on one foot for emphasis. i have no idea why this went about.
Mike Caseres runs for student council - during 2nd year, our classmate mike ran for Batch Rep. he was campaigning at the time, going door to door, asking for votes. so, he needed a few flyers to take with him. he asked some of our classmates to do it. big mistake. it said" VOTE MIKE" in small font on top then a big "Caseres" in the middle in the girliest script font you can imagine. not just that, it had designs of flowers on the side. goodness. and whenever you'd read the poster, it had to be in this way: you say "VOTE MIKE..." in the deepest voice you can [since mike had a deep voice] than continue with "Caseres!" with gay-est voice you possibly can. no wonder he lost that year.
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gosh. these are all too long. whew. i'll continue on with part 2 soon. it'll be from 2003 to present. hehe. there lie the good stuff.
the adventure ended at 12:35 PM
