Archive for October, 2007

playing CIA for fun!

Sunday, October 21st, 2007

        an hour ago, i was playing the sidney bristow role.
        i was in my room when my celphone beeped twice, indicating that a long message had entered in my inbox. the number was new. the message contained: D’AUDITORS OF PHIL.CHARITY FOUNDATION inform u dat ur Celphone no.Won Php950,000.00 2nd prize Winner draw last:OCT./15/07. Pls Call Me Now. I’m, CHRIS LIM COA.
        well, mr. coa, it seemed you had the wrong person to fool around with. i dialed his number but my load wasn’t enough for a call. talking about getting unlucky! but then again, i extended an effort of going outside and got my phone loaded. when he answered my call, i quickly introduced myself as anna magno of cebu. he greeted me with so much delight in his voice. so at first i played the innocent, naive person. he didn’t ask me to deposit a certain amount of money in an account…yet. but i was pretty sure that’s how a text scam works. so i brought up the topic. i asked where his location was so i can send the money i need to deposit in order for me to get my oh-so-big-2nd prize cash. he said that he was in his office. i asked particularly where. then he started to stutter saying he’ll send the address through text. i didnt insist but before i ended the call, i told him that i had to send his number to the national bureau of investigation to counter-check the validity of his claims. while he explained that it was no longer necessary for me to do, in a more stuttering voice, i was on my bed laughing silently. then i told him that there was nothing to be fussed about. it was just a protocol any person should do. and that’s when i started talking about text scams and he hanged up on me. gotcha!
        his number is 09165436615. i wonder how many texters there are who seriously take his bluff. but if there’s anything im sure of, it’s his subscription to globe unlimited texting!   

Bliss

Tuesday, October 9th, 2007

To write is to bleed

Shattering  silently…

The broken pieces of crystalline memories

Thrust there edges in my soundless reverie

My verses soak in crimson puddles

Tracing my hand that once fit unto yours

 

To write is to bleed

A thousand paper tears…

My eyes trying to draw the image of you

Only to vision an old picture

My thoughts in sail for answers

But the wind carries not your voice

 

Silence…

 

I sent out signals

To bridge our transoceanic distance

Let me be lost and oblivious

 

Silence…

You choose

Silence…

 

Hurting than angry words

Memories seep unto my veins

Let me be empty and numb

 

Lucid voice to echoes

Distinct portraits to silhouettes

Lighted imageries to shadows

Blazing fire to smoke

 

You are my bliss

You shall be

…my fading bliss