Three Magis. That would refer to me, Clinton and Kit. Haha. Just got bitten by the Christmas fever, hence the corny title.
Anyway, our house is not really a house but a room. And we live in the Casibang compound, along Champaca Street in Bicutan, Taguig City.
Our room is not much to look at, though we pay P4,500.00 a month to call it our own. It has a bedroom, which we've converted to a "walk-in" closet; a sala where we sleep; and a kitchen, which is equipped with a sink perennially clogged by all kinds of nasty detritus. The floor is always dirty,but that's because we hardly bother to sweep it every week ( although I've waxed it twice for the past five months). All in all, our room is quite shabby but at least we have a cheap place to sleep, which is already a blessing.
We three have experienced a lot of things in that house. We've had surprise visitors, say: a centipede which was as long as my outstretched hand ( to digress, we are actually located at the back of the Taguig Pateros District Hospital, so that makes for a convenient set-up if ever we find ourselves in a life-and-death situation because of a bite-happy centipede). The thought of a centipede lurking in our room can make grown-up boys behave like sissies and that's exactly what we did: we slept in Pansit's room that night. Hehe.
We've also had Stuart Little, a mouse which was so cute and small I couldn't kill it. I've let it go several times actually, vowing to kill it if it gets big enough and starts nibbling on my toes for dinner.
Of course, we have the usual pests: the flying cockroaches, the voracious ants which I happily feed with the carcasses of dead cockroaches ( brings shivers down my spine) , and the termites, which feed on our TORs, birth certificates and other important documents ( this happened to Kit).
In the past five months, we've had several mishaps already. Our two lights have stopped functioning (one still flickers and one is already dead). Our outlet seems to be broken: it has short-circuited two electric fans already. Imagine that: no electric fan in Metro Manila ( horror of horrors). We've also had a flood in the house in the middle of the night ( which was kinda weird. My suspicion is that the water came from our next-door neighbors' improperly closed bathroom faucet. But whereas, our room was filled with ankle-deep water, their room stayed relatively dry. Ironic. In addition, our rooms are separated by a concrete wall so I'm still at a loss as to how the water got through). The only thing that hasn't happened to us yet is we haven't had a fire or a forced robbery (knock on wood)!
So that's our house. Kit has entertained the notion that a spirit is responsible for all these crazy incidents. As for me, I honestly don't know. But I'm keeping my fingers crossed. Maybe, next time, I can post pictures and try to examine for any shadowy specters of sorts.
"When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other. Therefore, a man cannot discover anything about his future." - Ecclesiastes 7:14
Anyway, our house is not really a house but a room. And we live in the Casibang compound, along Champaca Street in Bicutan, Taguig City.
Our room is not much to look at, though we pay P4,500.00 a month to call it our own. It has a bedroom, which we've converted to a "walk-in" closet; a sala where we sleep; and a kitchen, which is equipped with a sink perennially clogged by all kinds of nasty detritus. The floor is always dirty,but that's because we hardly bother to sweep it every week ( although I've waxed it twice for the past five months). All in all, our room is quite shabby but at least we have a cheap place to sleep, which is already a blessing.
We three have experienced a lot of things in that house. We've had surprise visitors, say: a centipede which was as long as my outstretched hand ( to digress, we are actually located at the back of the Taguig Pateros District Hospital, so that makes for a convenient set-up if ever we find ourselves in a life-and-death situation because of a bite-happy centipede). The thought of a centipede lurking in our room can make grown-up boys behave like sissies and that's exactly what we did: we slept in Pansit's room that night. Hehe.
We've also had Stuart Little, a mouse which was so cute and small I couldn't kill it. I've let it go several times actually, vowing to kill it if it gets big enough and starts nibbling on my toes for dinner.
Of course, we have the usual pests: the flying cockroaches, the voracious ants which I happily feed with the carcasses of dead cockroaches ( brings shivers down my spine) , and the termites, which feed on our TORs, birth certificates and other important documents ( this happened to Kit).
In the past five months, we've had several mishaps already. Our two lights have stopped functioning (one still flickers and one is already dead). Our outlet seems to be broken: it has short-circuited two electric fans already. Imagine that: no electric fan in Metro Manila ( horror of horrors). We've also had a flood in the house in the middle of the night ( which was kinda weird. My suspicion is that the water came from our next-door neighbors' improperly closed bathroom faucet. But whereas, our room was filled with ankle-deep water, their room stayed relatively dry. Ironic. In addition, our rooms are separated by a concrete wall so I'm still at a loss as to how the water got through). The only thing that hasn't happened to us yet is we haven't had a fire or a forced robbery (knock on wood)!
So that's our house. Kit has entertained the notion that a spirit is responsible for all these crazy incidents. As for me, I honestly don't know. But I'm keeping my fingers crossed. Maybe, next time, I can post pictures and try to examine for any shadowy specters of sorts.
"When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other. Therefore, a man cannot discover anything about his future." - Ecclesiastes 7:14
2 comments:
wahahahha! ngkatawa ko pao!
sheeesh! kill stuart...ryan has killed more than 10 of his family members!
Natawa ako. Si kit talaga napaka superstitious. Anong klaseng ispirito kaya ang may gawa ng lahat ng kababalaghang yan sa bahay ninyo? ROFL.
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