Happy Father's Day sa akin

Eto na, kahapon nakatakas ako sa ospital. Anak ng pateng, ang blood pressure ni Nanay, parang roller-coaster, taas-baba, taas-baba. The ups and down became unpredictable, isang linggo ako nakahawla sa ospital. Sabi ko nga, Ma (lambing mode ulit), handa ko na ba yung pamburol nating 2?

Dahil lahat kami taranta, walang nakaalala na Father's Day kahapon. Maliban kay Nanay who decide to behave the whole day of Saturday and early Sunday morning. So off I went to church, went to my favorite bench and prayed. Wala ang utak ko sa misa. While I was physically present sa simbahan, absent naman ang diwa ko sa pangyayari sa akin paligid. Nilingon ko ang bench sa aking likuran, kung saan nakaupo ang aking pamilya pag kami ay nagsisimba. Naiyak ako. Naalala ko si Nanay. Gusto niya talaga pag nagsisimba kami asa likod ko siya para pag pinawisan ako lalagyan niyan ng labakara ang likod ko. Yes, at my age, nangyayari pa yun.

I was lost in my tears when I noticed that people were looking at me. Well in fact, mga babae lahat yung nakatingin sa akin. Ladies day ata, sabi ko. Tayo ako agad, palabas ng simbahan. One week lang ako nawala, me bago na pauso sa simbahan? But the ladies were closing in on me. Nakopows, me kasalanan ba akong nagawa. Tinignan ko ang zipper ng pantalon ko, sarado naman. Ang alam ko, medyo mabait lang ako, pero pogi? Maski nga si Panget di masabing pogi ako, ano problema nila? Why are they closing in on me?

Saan ka pupunta. That way po. Pakiramdam ko lahat ng mata tutok sa akin. I was still in tears when I heard Father Jun, Wilyamot (wow, hebigat, pati si Padre alam how to address me properly), this way to the altar. I looked back and saw men in the altar. Seeing my dazed look, a kindly old woman greeted me Happy Father's Day Sir. Empre, mabilis naman ang takbo ng utak ko, I understood what's gonna happen. Or so I thought.

Ang kapal talaga ng mukha ko. On my way to the altar, someone handed me the mike and immediately, I began to talk. I said my thank you and went on to tell everyone on happy I am that I was able to attend this particular mass because its for us Tatay pala and how embarassing it was that I did not grasp what was happening inside the church as my mind was wandering. Hahahahaha, tukmol to the max. The mike was given to me so I could pass it to a member of the choir who will sing a song for us - Tatay.

Nyahahhaa. You should have seen how red I was that moment. Happy Father's Day to me and the rest of the Tatay out there.. My father must be rolling in his grave. I could almost hear him saying, Thirdy, hindi pa sa iyo ang mundo.

Etymology of a name for a schizo like me

I am called by different names based on what they perceived to be my mood or current personality of the day....

Let me see if I got it all right...

Thirdy - this is the natural me...

Wilyam Gaston - pag galit si Tatay, si Nanay at si Panget.

Wilyam - tawag ng close relatives na matatanda na me balak mangutang o humingi ng pabor sa akin. Nanay and Tatay included.

Wilyamot - pag nasa gray area ang pagkatao ko. Eto daw yung nakikita na nila pag torn between the devil and the deep blue sea ako.

Gaston - pag ibang tao - yan ang tawag nila sa akin pag pansin daw nila kontra-bulate ang dating ko. Kasi yun sa Beauty and the Beast, kontrabida si Gaston.* Lalo na high-school, pag sungit mode daw ako, yan ang tawag nila sa akin.

pag si nanay, si tatay at si panget - lambing to the max sila sa akin, kasi eto daw yung sobrang bait na personalidad ko. bihira lang daw mangyari yan at sa ngayon, nangyayari lang daw kung kasama ko yung mga anak ko lalo na si Ana at yung mga apo ko. Sabi ni panget, pag nagbibigay sila sa aking ng bills, sinisigurado daw nila na asa Gaston mode ako....

Sir - how most people who don't know me well address me. Kasi mukha daw naman akong respectable....

Mr. O - sa opisina. Empre, member ako ng senior management team, so I have to have this manager look. Nyahahaha, bet you didn't know that O stood for Obnoxious. Long story but I am actually called Mr. O by my colleagues especially those who are based in HK. Kasi ba, sino ba naman ang me lakas loob na magsabi sa HK office namin na Hey you are just a clerk so you don't tell me what to do, ok? You don't see the big picture so shut up. Ako lang yun kaya pati yung boss ko, yung presidente namin, pag me balitaktakan sa HK, ako pinahaharap.

Itay - how most of my staff calls me

Ander - pag tinutukso ako ng mga anak ni Panget

* sabi nila, iba daw ako sa lahat. kasi daw pag mabait mode ako, isa lang ang puyo ko pero pag tado mode daw ako, depende sa galit dumadami daw ang puyo ko including dun sa bandang taas ng noo ko, nagkakaroon daw. e hindi ko pa nakikita yung ulo ko, kaya di ako naniniwala...

Sutil - this is the name that my Nanay lovingly calls me or my father. Obvious na yan kung bakit.