November, November Oh Will You Remember?

November, November Oh Will You Remember?

It's that time of the year again, where scary tv shows like Misteryo and Noli De Castro's Magandang Gabi Bayan is in a Halloween Special. Where Conjuring and Insidious is airing, as well as the classics like Nightmare on Elm Street and Friday the 13th is being shown on air. It's that time of the year again where kids come knocking at your door wearing costumes of creepy characters like Freddy Kreuger, Jason Voorhes, Trolls and Smurfs (wait that S*** is scary). Oh wait! We're in the Philippines! We're not in America! Oh snap we just cut ties with America. Well hello China.

It's that time of the year again when you go to the cemetery to visit someone who passed away, entering the Manila North Cemetery is like entering hell on November 1. You have got to brace yourself with those people who seem to look like those Jejemon creatures from the purgatory, staring at you, smiling, wearing their big Caps and Shirts, and God, oh God the trash is everywhere! You must endure those things to reach the grave of your loved ones.

Now while at the cemetery you start talking about the good times you had with them. Not the scary things on that day but the beautiful things.

Let's go back, I remember the time when my uncle was still alive, he told me that if I became famous doing gigs and rock bands, I'll go to him and make him my manager. But unfortunately, life is somewhat unpredictable, he died, still so fresh in my mind, his funeral. I miss that guy. Really nice person. Remembering him makes me feel melancholic (wow deep term).

Speaking of deaths, my grandfather, he is a respected man, my father looks up to him and I do too. I remember the time when I go to his office and he gives me 50 pesos in a red envelope called Ang Pao, but I was surprised when I found out that he's been giving my brother a hundred pesos. Talk about favoritism? Just kidding. I even remember the time when we ate at a restaurant called Max's, I was a big kid back then, i was fat (unlike now i'm sexy as hell) he told me he will join me in an eating contest because of how big I eat. I could eat 2 large chickens in a single sitting. I must be a mutant. Oh man.

Lastly my grandmother form my mums side, she always makes me laugh, like the time before she left our house that she'll make sure that the dogs smell her armpits to make them remember her. Also do you know the Proben? Sold for like 10 to 20 pesos, the chicken skin from the nearest street food vendor near you? Well yeah she brings a hell lot of those when coming to our house, well that explains why the back of my neck starts to hurt.

I miss those guys, I will always remember them in my heart.

Now, do you remember someone who is so dear to you and are you gonna go and visit them this coming November? 

Feel free to

Comment below and share what you remember with them.

Hallo? Halloween

Yeah.

I have never thought that Halo-Halo can be so delicious in a cold evening of Halloween.

i took a doze of halo-halo last night. god it killed the rat in my throat.

with all of the candies and chips inside the fridge i came to realize why not halo-halo? it rhymes with the first syllable of Halloween.

Halo-Halo a Filipino food where you can eat it anytime especially on summer time..

but in my case,

i eat it anytime i like. especially in a cold night of halloween..

it has been a tradition that every 1st of November, we visit our dead love ones.. even not our love ones just a relative of ours (admit it).

we visit. we eat. we walk. we pray.

that's it.

but something have bothered me while we were walking towards the grave of my uncle, oh yeah not just my uncle even from the place where my father's grandparents lay.

well as my feet walked mindlessly to the muddy road of the dead, my mind thought that I was in a wet market where almost every single Filipino being is shouting to...

buy this..

buy here..

buy that..

much cheaper here..

my dick is small..

(wtf)

I even saw:

1.plates and frying pans for sale.

now what the f*ck is that?

even saw:

2.colored chicks..

yeah girls with different colors. with different hairstyles and shits.

no I mean is I saw chicks like this:

now what the f***.

they look like the dawn of the rainbow chicks from a carnival.

and in filipino term we use the word ADIK.

they look like adik. excons. inside the prison.

i mean why must they put a color on them.. what? fashion statement?

if you do not dye yourself you're not in?

i wonder what does the chicks think?

Chick1: what the hell? i look like adam lambert!

Chick2: glad youre adam lambert, i look like that f*cking fag from bruno

Chick3: you guys look like gay. sucks to be you guys.

(SPRAY)

3 mins later

Chick3: oh shit.

i felt ignominy for them.

3.i saw undergarments..

i mean why are there even underwear's for sale near the cemetery?

do they need to put Hanfords or So-Ens for the dead? i mean come on.

even saw skimpy outfits for kids . . . what is wrong with the world today?

next thing i saw:

4.Toys.

ok. with all the neon lights that almost every vendors around the cemetery.

what? see the light and can bring back your love ones? man you've got some sci-fi crappy brain.

I bought a toy, and i have to admit.... it's broken. made from china.

one thing is for sure..

dont buy from those guys again.

unless if its noodles or siopao.

yum.

5. Boyband Posters... oh wait, K-Pop posters.

Last time i checked it was the Westlife posters, Nsync, Backstreetboys.... April Boy Regino?

f*ck that.

now its U-kiss, super junior, 2en1 and other K-pop stuffs.

what's next?

Political posters?

im wondering.. will the dead put these posters inside their coffin?

Lastly

6. CDs DVDs... even Porn.

Okay now.

Like whoaw.

Do coffins have DVD players inside and a little tube?

Like.. what is going on here?

do dead people still get a hard on even if they are dead?

now thats really weird.

its like this:

Deadguy1: wow i got wall street and Skyline. i think its a clear copy but the hell with t i will still watch it, my son gave it to me.. so what have you got?

Deadguy2: ive got this Hayden Kho and Katrina halili scandal.

Deadguy1: what? that scandal was like a year ago.

Deadguy2: i know, i think my son saw this under my bed.

Deadguy1: yah, it shows, you look like a Dirty old man.

Now when going to the cemetery all you need to bring is food, family and a bag full of prayers.

and even a case of beer. bring it early so it will pass the inspection.

now if you'll excuse me, im going to eat my halo halo.

one question:

Have you visited your dead love one?

or have they visited you?

happy halloween guys.

dont forget to pray for them.

never forget the reason of this holiday.

(if anyone asks i wasn't here)