Sunday, August 26, 2007

Forwarded Massage II (Classic)

After the seminal Forwarded Massage I (Classic), here's Part II. The author's still unknown. God bless her! Or him!

WARNING: Reading this out loud (and acting it out like I did) would really screw up your grammar IQ.

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I thought Jay's ex-girlfriend was really out of our lives. But heaven only goes
that I was wrong. Kakakasal pa lang namin nun when Jay received a uninamous
text. "Meet me at the clinic." I had a stinking feeling in my butt. I told him
not to go. It might in danger him. Pero sabi niya, ok lang daw because life is
what we make. Tumahimik lang ako. Sabi niya, "Penny for you talks." But I didn't
know what to say. Beggars can't be losers. Isa pa, worried talaga ako na baka
yung girl yun. Jay said, "Can't got your tongue?" I tried to smile at him. Kahit
di ako nagsalita, actions speak louder than works, di ba?

Be that as is
may, umalis pa rin siya. I was out of the loophole. After a few hours, I called
him on his cellphone. But my calls fell on Jeff's ears. Lalo akong nag-worry
kasi I didn't even know Jeff. Sabi na nga ba di na dapat umalis si Jay. That's
what I'm talking about it.

So I tried calling some friends who will help
me find Jay. That's what friends are for naman di ba? But I just faced a blank
mall. I had to do this alone. Nag-taxi na lang ako. Pero ang mahal na pala ng
plug down rate.

When I got to the clinic, the security was really buffed
up. Di basta- basta makakapasok. So I said, "I beg your cordon. I'm patient.
It's my favorite virtue nga e.Nagduda yata yung isang guard. Hinawakan ako sa
arm. The nerd! I shouted, "Don't touch me not!" Buti na lang the other guards
were nice and said, "Come on, let's join us."

When I went inside, parang
I've been there, done there. Nung walang nakatingin, nag-explore ako. Nakarating
ako sa top floor and I had a bird's IQ of the clinic. I could not explain it but
I was drawn to a room on the floor. Siguro Divine Intermission na yun.

Parang may narinig akong umuungol. I was thorn. Di ko alam kung aalis ba
ako o papasukin ko. It made me stick in the stomach to think that Jay and his
ex-girlfriend were there. I tried to tell myself to slower my expectations. But
to tell with it! I had to strike while the iron is not. I had to hear the truth
from the corpse's mouth. I barraged in. O my gas! Si Jay, naka-strap sa
operating table, parang genie pig sa isang nakakatakot na experiment. He was on
the cutting edge. He was bleeding. At ang doctor na nagpapahirap sa kanya, ang
ex- girlfriend niya at ang bago nitong boyfriend, ang nurse na si Walter. Doon
ko napatunayang blood is thicker than Walter.

Guess watch? Di ko alam
kung paano ko nagawa pero I was able to search and rescue Jay. Siguro adrenaline
brush na yun.

Now, he's recovering. Nag-sorry siya na hindi siya nakinig
sa akin. I know it's a better pill to swallow your pride so it's forgive and
forget me not. All swell that end swell. I know we should kiss and put on
makeup.

Ang ex-girlfriend naman niya at si Walter, nakakulong na.
Detention is really better than cure. So the moral of the lesson is: if symptoms
persist, insult your doctor.

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