Thursday, October 24, 2002
The Gravity of Home and another Unwanted Phone Call
I didn't go to the Gym again, that would make the 200th something day already! I am just caught by the gravity of being home. Washing the dishes, listening to the Magic with new songs. New songs like "Stole" or something like that which has the greatest background tune I've heard this month. "Die Another Day" by Madonna is still strong on my personal charts, together with songs down on my [Music Picks] down on the left.
And right now, I'm in another episode of Telebabad. To let you all know honestly, I HATE UNKNOWN Phone Calls. Close friends of the past would know. I'm generally a friendly guy, but all that can blow up in an instant. I honestly hate using the phone. I only like the phone for Internet use and to talking with friends I see everyday or from the past. I want to call my high school friend Enrico. I love receiving phone calls from Erika and Joy. I am ready to accept calls with college friends.
However, unknown flirty and playful calls just waste my damn time. Back in 3rd Year I received a wrong number, then the girl on the phone got to know me. Which was fine. Then it started to become an uncontrollable rash as she kept calling and calling... claiming she loved my voice. It was like a female stalker on the phone!
Then I blew her off in front of high school friends JD and Bryan. I told her "I love our calls, but you do it too much. Just stop it already. I told you to minimize calling a little! Geez. Fuck off you Bitch!!".
She never called again. Bryan and JD witnessed it. I went overboard, but the message was right there.
The girl I cursed at lives in Tanza, and I forgot what her age was. The 2nd caller was in my Senior Year High School and she's from General Trias, Cavite. I have no idea how these people are getting my number. She was more calm, thank God. Yet I think she knew how irritated I get with frequently useless calls when all we talk about is "Ang cute boses mo... describe yourself... again? ... again? blah blah blah".
Our calls faded into the background. And she probably met some other phone pal to my relief.
Then here it comes again. Yesterday my brother picked up the phone while I was eating dinner. I told him to tell whoever it was to call back later. My brother still handed me the phone, I would reject but I thought it might be Joy and Erika.
I answered, and then this girl said "George right?". I knew it was another one of these calls and inside I felt that rush of irritation again. But I controlled myself and wanted to give it a different approach.
I spoke to her calmly, casually, and just listened to her. She asked what my school was and I replied "La Salle"... "First Year". I returned the question. According to her voice, she's a first year student at St. Agustin here in Tanza. She has a sister or older friend that is in 4th Year, perhaps in St. Agustin as well. The young girl I was talking said her name is KC and the 4th year girl is May.
I quickly made references and kept note of what they said. Like all the previous annoying phone calls, they refused to reveal information about them. They know I speak English, they claim they already know how I look like, they claim they know my phone number (duh) and my cellphone number, and that we live in Retirees in Tanza.
That's enough information they know about me!
I tried to trace how they linked to me. I thought of anyone in my College who revealed me to them, and it wasn't possible. KC and May didn't even know I was in College. I tried to trace any of my high school friends, and still no match. Absolutely no match found. Who would know my number? Where I live? How I look?
I did everything to try and trace them. This time around, I made sure I didn't end the first phone call without getting their telephone number whether or not it was real. It sounded convincing and why not I reveal it on this blog. 505-1527.
Clearly it's a Globe-number here in our Area. It reminds me of a high school classmate's telephone number.
I'm sick and tired of these episodes. I hate just sitting there talking to someone I don't know in person. It's just me. I'm afraid I'll lash out in another brutal episode of yelling and cursing to leave me alone. I don't want to. These people go through the trouble to call and to talk and I don't want to be a killjoy, like what Bryan would say.
Instead, I'll play the fifth on this one. I'll make claims to get them to stop calling somehow. I'll need to borrow you, Jhen, and I'll need to use a future block website as an excuse.
Jhen, you'll be my Girlfriend in College. You're a great actress. And Telecast Journal, you'll be my excuse for being on-the-line all the time.
Better that than yelling at them. This is just me. I hate unwanted phone calls!
Hopefully they don't ruin my 2-hours of watching THE AMAZING RACE 3 tonight!! Arrrrg.
I didn't go to the Gym again, that would make the 200th something day already! I am just caught by the gravity of being home. Washing the dishes, listening to the Magic with new songs. New songs like "Stole" or something like that which has the greatest background tune I've heard this month. "Die Another Day" by Madonna is still strong on my personal charts, together with songs down on my [Music Picks] down on the left.
And right now, I'm in another episode of Telebabad. To let you all know honestly, I HATE UNKNOWN Phone Calls. Close friends of the past would know. I'm generally a friendly guy, but all that can blow up in an instant. I honestly hate using the phone. I only like the phone for Internet use and to talking with friends I see everyday or from the past. I want to call my high school friend Enrico. I love receiving phone calls from Erika and Joy. I am ready to accept calls with college friends.
However, unknown flirty and playful calls just waste my damn time. Back in 3rd Year I received a wrong number, then the girl on the phone got to know me. Which was fine. Then it started to become an uncontrollable rash as she kept calling and calling... claiming she loved my voice. It was like a female stalker on the phone!
Then I blew her off in front of high school friends JD and Bryan. I told her "I love our calls, but you do it too much. Just stop it already. I told you to minimize calling a little! Geez. Fuck off you Bitch!!".
She never called again. Bryan and JD witnessed it. I went overboard, but the message was right there.
The girl I cursed at lives in Tanza, and I forgot what her age was. The 2nd caller was in my Senior Year High School and she's from General Trias, Cavite. I have no idea how these people are getting my number. She was more calm, thank God. Yet I think she knew how irritated I get with frequently useless calls when all we talk about is "Ang cute boses mo... describe yourself... again? ... again? blah blah blah".
Our calls faded into the background. And she probably met some other phone pal to my relief.
Then here it comes again. Yesterday my brother picked up the phone while I was eating dinner. I told him to tell whoever it was to call back later. My brother still handed me the phone, I would reject but I thought it might be Joy and Erika.
I answered, and then this girl said "George right?". I knew it was another one of these calls and inside I felt that rush of irritation again. But I controlled myself and wanted to give it a different approach.
I spoke to her calmly, casually, and just listened to her. She asked what my school was and I replied "La Salle"... "First Year". I returned the question. According to her voice, she's a first year student at St. Agustin here in Tanza. She has a sister or older friend that is in 4th Year, perhaps in St. Agustin as well. The young girl I was talking said her name is KC and the 4th year girl is May.
I quickly made references and kept note of what they said. Like all the previous annoying phone calls, they refused to reveal information about them. They know I speak English, they claim they already know how I look like, they claim they know my phone number (duh) and my cellphone number, and that we live in Retirees in Tanza.
That's enough information they know about me!
I tried to trace how they linked to me. I thought of anyone in my College who revealed me to them, and it wasn't possible. KC and May didn't even know I was in College. I tried to trace any of my high school friends, and still no match. Absolutely no match found. Who would know my number? Where I live? How I look?
I did everything to try and trace them. This time around, I made sure I didn't end the first phone call without getting their telephone number whether or not it was real. It sounded convincing and why not I reveal it on this blog. 505-1527.
Clearly it's a Globe-number here in our Area. It reminds me of a high school classmate's telephone number.
I'm sick and tired of these episodes. I hate just sitting there talking to someone I don't know in person. It's just me. I'm afraid I'll lash out in another brutal episode of yelling and cursing to leave me alone. I don't want to. These people go through the trouble to call and to talk and I don't want to be a killjoy, like what Bryan would say.
Instead, I'll play the fifth on this one. I'll make claims to get them to stop calling somehow. I'll need to borrow you, Jhen, and I'll need to use a future block website as an excuse.
Jhen, you'll be my Girlfriend in College. You're a great actress. And Telecast Journal, you'll be my excuse for being on-the-line all the time.
Better that than yelling at them. This is just me. I hate unwanted phone calls!
Hopefully they don't ruin my 2-hours of watching THE AMAZING RACE 3 tonight!! Arrrrg.
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