#hindi typing keyboard

[neil-perrys-suicidal-tendencies]

मै - आप धरती को क्यों नष्ट कर रहै है?

एलियंस - ��ुछ लोग ऐसे हैं जिन्हे लगता हैं कि अंग्रेजी ही वह एकमात्र भाषा है जिसे उन्हें बोलना चाहिए ।

मै - यह सहि है, मै आपके साथ हूं ।

me: why are you destroying earth!!!

aliens: because theres people who think that english is the only language they need to speak

me: thats fair i understand

[rewh0re]

मैं तुम्हें बहुत याद करती हूँ 🫶🫶

I'm not going to lie to you it took me a while to read that💀💀💀💀 but I also miss you a lot zen :(( ily and you cross my mind very often😩🫶🏼

[don-dake]

hey 🇭🇰Cantonese🇲🇴 learners!

I got recommended this keyboard App called TypeDuck🦆by anwar @ Insta that you may like to check out! (If you haven't heard of, or aren't already using, that is!)

Even though I have yet to try it (long story involving my phone being wonky so I can't install this for myself, for now), cantonese4parents @ Insta already has, and it's available on Playstore, so I'd expect it has been vetted safe enough!

Apparently if you use this keyboard to type out in 粵拼 Jyutping (Cantonese Romanisation, equivalent to Mandarin's Pinyin system), it will show you not only the Jyutping spelling but also the English meaning alongside the 漢字 Chinese characters! ↓

Besides English, it apparently supports some less common language translations like “Hindi, Nepali and Urdu” (quoting from their website) too.

Very useful I think, for anyone who's not good at recognising/mapping the 漢字 to the 粵拼 yet! 😺

Trivia: If you're wondering why this App is called “TypeDuck” 🦆, it's because it's a play on 打得 in Cantonese (Jyutping: daa² dak¹), which means “able to type”! Great pun! Yes? 😸

[daydreaming-en-pointe]

birthday bomb bash!

a birthday gift for @hobiebrownismygod 💝 💗💗

Pairing: Maitreyi Jokhar (spidersona [not mine]) x Hobie Brown (romantic), Maitreyi Jokhar x Nikita Raina (spidersona [mine]) and the rest of the spider-gang (Pavitr + Gayatri, 1610!Miles, 42!Miles, Gwen, Margo) (platonic)

Type: Oneshot - Fluff

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: translated Telugu, one cuss, less dialogue more description, mentions of eating & food, if you’re allergic to birthdays and mild chaos then this is not for you, and I didn’t even attempt Hobie’s accent this time lol

A/N: HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN POOKS 😁 also let’s assume that Nikita and Maitreyi can understand each other when they talk in their own languages though Niki speaks Hindi and Maitreyi speaks Telugu <3

“Pavitr, stop giggling! You are a plant. Plants do not giggle.”

An unaware onlooker might have observed the scene — Nikita and Gwen struggling with neon banners and brightly-coloured streamers, Hobie trying his best to lay the table without dropping the cutlery piled up in his arms, Gayatri cursing loudly in the kitchen every time she spilled hot oil or got the recipe wrong, Miles using some sugary edible spray-paint to graffiti the cheesecake while the other Miles watched critically, and Pavitr posing as a plant with leaves in his hair and modelling Margo’s holographic wreath-like projections while she tapped away at her computer — and chalked it up to a regular day in a mental asylum.

But today was not a regular day, far from it. And they all didn’t belong in a mental asylum. Probably.

How do you tell someone you appreciate them for looking out for the entire group time after time? And yeah, she had done that, faithfully and patiently.

From small things like tucking someone into bed and helping them when they’re sick to larger instances like fighting to protect them and training with them to improve their skills so that they didn’t fall victim to a persistant villain.

Maitreyi Jokhar was no ordinary human being - though in a way, none of them were - and so she deserved a completely extraordinary birthday surprise.

The only problem? None of them knew how to plan a surprise birthday party.

Pavitr had called to wish her and almost spilled everything right then and there, only stopped by Gayatri clapping a hand over his mouth. Hobie had insisted on making his girlfriend’s favourite foods himself before realizing he had no idea how to cook Indian food (though Gayatri’s totally unintentional trash-talking might have played a role in that). Gwen tripped over the same damn low-hanging banner three times in a row somehow, and both Miles and Miles got into an argument about who should decorate the cake (Miles won).

Nikita had put herself in charge of wrapping the presents after a small mishap — turns out, none of them could be trusted with a sheet of wrapping paper and a roll of tape, because when she got back into the room she saw Pavitr and Hobie sheepishly standing next to 4 suspiciously people-shaped wrapped ‘statues’.

Gayatri bellowed another loud Hindi curse and Pavitr audibly gasped while Nikita covered her eyes. “What does that mea-” Hobie eagerly started, but Nikita cut him off with a glare. “Hobie, focus. If you break my plates I’ll break your knees.”

He turned his attention back to arranging the plates and spoons with a little bit of added caution.

Margo let out a loud whoop of satisfaction as she finally worked out the bugs in her code. She hit a button on her keyboard and strings of lights flickered around Pavitr, the little shining orbs slowly changing into little versions of them. And in the centre, mini-hologram-Maitreyi wore a neon purple crown and a bright yellow banner slung across her torso that read ‘BD@Y B!TCH’ in big block letters.

Nikita pinched the bridge of her nose to hold back a comment about the… interesting title. “Pavi! Ao aur meri madad karo please.” (Come and help me)

Since his amateur modelling job was done, he walked over and sat down cross-legged on the ground next to Niki. They both surveyed the gifts - a customisation chip that could be inserted into her wristwatch from Margo, who insisted that Maitreyi’s watch needed to look ‘classy’ and not boring, a new pair of gloves from Gwen, a set of knives varying in size from Gayatri and Pavitr, and a customised (spray-painted) suit from both Miles’.

Nikita and Hobie had schemed together for well over a month to figure out what to get Maitreyi. Of course, since they had basically inducted themselves into her found family - Hobie as her boyfriend and Nikita as somewhere in between her sister and the family pet - they wanted to make sure she would absolutely love their gifts.

So Nikita had decided on a more sentimental gift. She worked for a whole month, filling the biggest, thickest scrapbook she could find with photos of all the spider-teens (and more than just a few embarrassing texts Maitreyi had sent her in the first stages of her massive Hobie-crush) and little colourful annotations - poems, notes, references, and other random stuff.

On every photo of her, Maitreyi and Pavitr, she signed the words ‘the 3 idiots’ in the bottom corner - a reference to the movie she had convinced both of them to watch. There were more than half the pages left blank, ready to be filled in with more memories. She wrapped it up in purple wrapping paper and tied a (slightly messy) green ribbon into a bow to secure it.

Hobie had gone all out and bought Maitreyi all the clothes that she so much as looked at when they were walking along together, both in his universe and hers (and Nikita’s, on the times when she was third-wheeling with them).

“Hobie? Niki… Pavi? Where is everybody?”

Everyone’s eyes snapped towards voice that called out from behind the closed front door.

Fuck, Nikita thought, frantically glancing everywhere. Everything had been done properly — the banners were finally in place, the table had been laid with the food Gayatri had made, and the gifts had been wrapped, but they hadn’t thought far enough ahead to get to the actual reveal yet.

Everyone dived behind various objects in unison as a key turned in the lock and clicked open.

“Pavitr, ow,” Nikita hissed as he promptly sat on her toes. She moved slowly, using her stealth to sneak up on her best friend before leaping and covering her eyes from behind.

“Surprise! Happy birthd- MAITREYI! IT’S JUST ME!”

Maitreyi had spun around as she felt Niki’s hands on her eyes, grabbing her and almost swinging her into a wall before she recognised her.

“Niki? What-”

“Oh, that’s our cue,” came Hobie’s voice from behind a large potted plant. He and the others all leaped out and yelled, “Happy birthday!”

“Happy birthday, Maitreyi.” Nikita lunged forward and crushed her in a hug, drawing back to kiss her cheek affectionately. “We organised a whole surprise party for you! And got pani puri!”

“‘Ey, quit hogging her,” Hobie grinned, coming up to both of them. “Happy birthday, dove.”

“You know she loves me more than you, right?”

“Bollocks.” (for those of you who’ve never heard this word before, it’s another word for bullshit)

“But she does! Right, Maitreyi?”

They both turned expectantly to her, and she raised her eyebrows. “Nope, not getting involved in this one. Hi, Hobie.”

The lovestruck tone of her last two words made him shoot a smug smirk at Nikita as he stepped forward and enveloped her in a bone-crushing hug, planting a kiss on her forehead before making a show of having to bend down — so very much, since she was so very short — to kiss her lips.

“Worth a shot,” Nikita chuckled, pushing Maitreyi toward the table. “Look! Pani puri! And pav bhaji!”

Maitreyi’s eyes widened at the crisp mini-puris, the large containers of tamarind chutney and jaljeera pani, the neatly laid-out pav bhaji, and the large glass bottles of goli soda.

“We’re all going to have horrible stomachaches by the end of this but it’ll be so worth it.”

She turned and gave Nikita a large hug, affectionately ruffling her hair, which looked a little funny since she had to reach up a quite a bit to get to Niki’s head. “Thank you so much for all of this, I love everything and I love you for putting this all together.”

Nikita grinned at her. “Of course. And I love you too.”

“Anything for you, darlin’,” She added in an exaggeratedly suave tone, giving her a badly-executed wink.

“Stop trying to platonically rizz up your best friend in front of her boyfriend and come eat,” Pavitr interrupted, standing beside the pani puri and impatiently raising his eyebrows at all three of them. “I’m hungry. Being a plant model - which I absolutely crushed, by the way - isn’t easy, you know!”

“10 bucks that Gwen or Hobie are going to lose their shit when they try the food and realise how spicy it’ll be,” Margo murmured to Miles, who smirked slightly. “Deal. Which one?”

“Well, how about both?”

Nikita and Maitreyi shared a look and both burst into giggles.

“Meeru food order chesaaraa?” (Did you order the food?)

“Nahin. Gayatri ki sab banaiya.” (No, Gayatri made all of it)

“Appadu chaalaa kaarangaa untundi!” (Then it’ll be very spicy)

“Haan. Jab ve khaayenge to aashcharyachakit ho jaayenge!” (Yeah, they’ll be very surprised/get a nasty shock when they eat)

“Manam chaalaa cheddavaallam, kaadaa?” (We’re pretty evil, aren’t we?)

They both cackled deviously, and Nikita threw an arm around Maitreyi.

“Chalo, let’s get this party started!”

@l0starl @therealloopylupin2099

[hannibalismos-jaaneman]

nope kill 'em with

अ आ इ ई उ ऊ ए ऐ

ओ औ अं अः ऋ ॠ

क ख ग घ ङ

च छ ज झ ञ

ट ठ ड ढ ण

त थ द ध न

प फ ब भ म

य र ल व

श ष स ह

क्ष त्र ज्ञ

this is the curse of shiva (because vishnu rarely gave out curses so-)

“kill them with kindness” Wrong. CURSE OF RA 𓀀 𓀁 𓀂 𓀃 𓀄 𓀅 𓀆 𓀇 𓀈 𓀉 𓀊 𓀋 𓀌 𓀍 𓀎 𓀏 𓀐 𓀑 𓀒 𓀓 𓀔 𓀕 𓀖 𓀗 𓀘 𓀙 𓀚 𓀛 𓀜 𓀝 𓀞 𓀟 𓀠 𓀡 𓀢 𓀣 𓀤 𓀥 𓀦 𓀧 𓀨 𓀩 𓀪 𓀫 𓀬 𓀭 𓀮 𓀯 𓀰 𓀱 𓀲 𓀳 𓀴 𓀵 𓀶 𓀷 𓀸 𓀹 𓀺 𓀻 𓀼 𓀽 𓀾 𓀿 𓁀 𓁁 𓁂 𓁃 𓁄 𓁅 𓁆 𓁇 𓁈 𓁉 𓁊 𓁋 𓁌 𓁍 𓁎 𓁏 𓁐 𓁑 𓀄 𓀅 𓀆

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[kimhortons]

wednesday, january 25.

finally took the interview. actually, last year ko pa ‘to inaapplyan, lagi rin sila nag rerespond at nag rereach out kahit hindi ko nasasagot lagi yung email at tawag nila.

so ayun, kanina when i woke up, i had 2 missed calls from an unknown number. then maya maya nag ring yun, ulit yung tumatawag. tinignan ko muna yung number nung nag text sakin kahapon kung same, pero iba. di ko sana sasagutin, pero bigla ko nalang sinagot. haha. at yun nga yung sa company na nagtext kahapon.

i initially passed the interview, parang hired na nga ko kasi tinatanong na ako kung anong shift prefered ko, pati salary diniscuss narin sakin. at nagulat ako sa salary, di ko rin in-expect. haha. basta in-explain na nung interviewer yung set up ng work. then ayan, she gave me written and typing test. okay naman yung sa written, sa typing di ko pa nagagawa haha nag prapractice pa ako e. mabilis naman kasi talaga ako mag type lalo pag alam ko yung ita-type ko. pero kapag ganyan na typing test na prepressure ako haha. di ko kasi kabisado yung keyboard, di ako nakakapag type ng deretcho na hindi nakatingin sa keyboard. hehe.

pero ayon, sana makuha ko 'to. kasi sobrang pabor sakin at ang ganda ng benefits. hehe. parang ito na yung deserve ko ganon. claim ko na 'to.

[autumniswonderingaboutspring]

Okayy soo Hey guys!! My first post on tumblr here~~ I'm gonna give an introduction about my self and tell about who I am so here we go!~

🌻• I'm a teenage girl from India, who loves doing, thinking, reading aesthetic, fun stuff.

🌻• I love all kinds of art and I am deeply interested in them, whether it be singing, dancing, whether it be painting, drawing, poetry. Just ANYTHING.

🌻•I'm a proud Hindu girl who deeply loves God and is proud of her culture🧡

🌻•I can speak, write and understand Hindi, English and Gujarati well. I can just read and write Korean alphabet yet, I'm learning the words and grammar.

🌻• I also have a Youtube channel! I'll drop the link in my description its called 'Purple💜💜'. Im not active on it now but I'll comeback soon, I usually upload kpop edits there.

🌻• Bestie: @pluxyrainbow

🌻• I've also been a fan of animation since childhood so I am a HUGE fan of My Little Pony and Miraculous Ladybug, and I'm getting into anime and have watched alot of Disney and Pixar's stuff.

I am halfway through Death Note and Gakeun Babysitters yet, and I have just started One Piece.

🌻• My hobbies are dancing, singing(although im not good at it yet-), drawing, reading and listening music, I enjoy playing games and sports too. I'm a just started begginer at keyboard too.

🌻• I want to become a music idol and performer when I grow so Im trying to improve my skills day by day.

🌻•Im getting into working out recently(without equipments).

🌻•MBTI: ISFJ

🌻• To describe myself as a person, I am a kind and one of a kind(pun intended lol) person, I am very loyal and have strong morals and opinion. I never judge or bitch about anyone unless they actually are a bad person.

Even though I would hate a person due to how they treated me or how they treat others, I would never go to a extreme of wishing smth really bad to a person, bc at the end of the day we're all God's kids c'mon

Lets say I'm a picky extrovert or a loud introvert because it takes me time to open up to people(due to trust issues and safety measures yk), but when I open up, I JUST DONT STOP TALKING😭😭.

🌻•I love Harry Potter and am a very big Potterhead⚡️💙.

🌻•I love listening various types of musics.

🌻•I stan some Kpop groups as well:

BTS

Twice

Enhypen

Dreamcatcher

Onewe

And almost listen to every other kpop group.

🌻•I'll upload my Harry Potter and other Kpop group's profile soon to let yall know more about it in those ascepts.

Soo that's it for today bye guys see ya!🩷

[hindisoup]

कुंजी is inherited in Hindi from Sanskrit. It is a synonym of चाबी or जाभी, which is perhaps a more common word for keys in their everyday sense (car keys, house keys etc.).

कुंजी is also used often for the other type of keys, the ones in a computer keyboard or in a keyboard instrument.

कोई भी कुंजी दबाएं Press any key

कूँची on the other hand seems to be a somewhat rare word and in modern Hindi ब्रश - a direct loan from English is more commonly used for all kinds of brushes. I had to do some digging, but I believe कूँची is also inherited from Sanskrit, possibly from कूर्च, which means a brush or a fan. Variants of कूँची that I found to be used in the same sense are कूँचा and कूची.

[sillverstreets]

girl

You have no idea how wack is my pichli gali ka rastato tumblr

like ill tell you and you'll say "psy wtf who doesrhat" so bear with me and my typos because half of the time my keyboard types in hindi (like it turns dude to द्धड somehow) and half of the time I can't see what I wrote until the keyboard goes down and the struggles smh

babe tell me about the pichli gali ka rasta rn i wanna know why all this is happening

[limits-and-derivatives]

I got cats and मेरी life की सारी problems solve होने लगी हैं

No longer experiencing दुख दर्द पीड़ा कष्ट

10/10 would recommend adult life में पहली बार कुछ purpose लग रहा है

Don't ask me why I'm typing like this मेरा मन कर रहा है तुमसे पैसे लेके थोड़ी लिख रही हूं (btw it's not to flex my hindi वो last time दसवीं में ही लिखी थी में वो वाला keyboard use कर रही हूं जिसमे english में type करके हिंदी में text आता है)

[nice2meetyouu]

Things I'm grateful for:

Type C. Lahat ng device (personal laptop, work laptop, phone, tablet, bluetooth keyboard, bluetooth earphone, etc.) ko rito ay type C. So hindi ko na kailangan ilabas palagi 'yung charger nila isa-isa. May "charging station" lang ako sa bahay. Probably masisira sila dahil 'yung 65W ng laptop ang ginagamit ko para sa lahat pero sa ngayon ok pa naman ang mga gamit dito.

Wake up feature ng alarm. Alam mo 'yung napatay mo na 'yung alarm tapos nakatulog ka uli? May wake up alarm itong na-download ko, five minutes after mong patayin 'yung original alarm, tutunog ulit. Kung gising ka na okay lang pero kung nakatulog ka uli, huli. Syempre bago ma-dismiss ang alarm, kailangan magsolve ng math equations. Ito ang trusted method ko para gumising talaga.

[iskeaux]

Subpar weekend. Just gonna have to try again.

So, yeah. Things didn't go as expected. Went to cafe 7teen around 3pm (after my afternoon nap), but it just wasn't giving. Not to mention I always get GERD symptoms whenever I go there (even though I only ordered Oreo Latte [non-coffee] this time). Had to walk a lot before going home, because now it's apparently not allowed to hail a tricycle like we used to -- we have to go to the nearest (but not near at all) terminal and then ride from there. Not to sound entitled, but talk about inconvenience. This is a subdivision, ffs. Just let us ride wherever we want. >_<

And so, I went home, took my early-evening bath, did my routine, played Genshin Impact, fed Hiro, and then went out for a light dinner in our subdivision. I was supposed to try the newly opened establishment right outside our street, but it didn't seem open yet (their signs are a little bit confusing, and idk, they didn't seem like they want to open lol). So I biked for around 10 minutes just to find the nearest eatery I like. I only ordered Bangus Sisig (P105), but I literally had to wait 35 minutes just for it to be served lmfao I was so pissed and wanted to explode, tbh. Like, it's okay for the food to be subpar, but it's NEVER okay to let your customers wait for 35 minutes, especially for an order as simple as that. Like, I wanted to scream so bad (even now, parang gusto ko pa rin, kasi nakakainis talaga). Hindi naman sa pag-aano, pero ayokong-ayoko talagang nasasayang ang oras ko. Huhu. Buti sana kung weekday ngayon. Chz.

So, yeah, I went home feeling defeated. Should've just gone to Black Kettle and ordered ham sandwich (even though medyo mahal siya and may tampo ako sa owner for seemingly snubbing me the last time I went there WHILE being nice to another [new] customer lol yeah mapagtanim ako ng sama ng loob hahahaha). Pero kasi rin naman, 40 minutes lang ang allotted kong oras for dinner tonight, so ayun, kaya ako sa iba kumain. Pero kung 35 minutes din naman pala ng itatagal nung pag-serve sa Alas Pares, edi sana nga nag-cafe na lang ako. At least hindi ako nabwisit kahit pag maghintay nang medyo matagal. As in, ugh. Kainis pa rin talaga kahit ngayong naaalala ko.

It's 8:51 PM, and I tried watching Bodies Bodies Bodies (2022), pero parang hindi ko siya feel, especially ngayon na medyo masama yung mood ko at kailangan ko ng pampakalma. Haha. Yun kasi yung naka-sched ngayon sa planner ko na movie. Lol. Anyway, ang ending, nag-Genshin na lang ako. Tinigil ko lang muna para mag-post dito sa Tumblr kasi feeling ko sasabog na talaga ako pag di ko 'to nailabas (chz ang-OA hahahhaha) pero ayun, sana maging masaya namang mag-Genshin, especially since online sa game yung college crush kong antagal na since huling login. Haha. Wala lang, para lang makita niyang online ako, kahit di naman kami nag-uusap or anything. XD

So, ayun. Do I feel better now na nakapag-post ako? Konting-konti lang. Mga 1% better lang, ganun. Huhu. Also, ang hirap pala mag-type dito sa Macbook nang walang wrist pad??? Unlike kapag sa mechanical keyboard ko na designed such that hindi sasayad yung wrist ko and therefore hindi sasakit. But anyway, saka ko na yun iisipin. Paubos na rin OT pay ko kakagastos ng mga bagay na makapagpapasaya sa'kin (only to end up with such a subpar weekend overall). Pero ganun talaga. Better luck next time na lang. Atsaka siguro, more importantly, I should put less pressure on my weekends and treat every single day the same. Na kung gusto kong mag-enjoy sa weekdays after work, then go (though ayun, syempre, medyo mahirap gawin lately since OT season sa work). Kasi more likely than not, nag-eend up talaga sa disappointment, since meron laging pressure sa sarili ko na maging masaya at eventful yung bawat weekend since "minsan lang dumating" or something.

Ayun lang. Laro na akong Genshin. Haha. Napakawalang-kwenta nitong post. But anyway, yun nga ang goal. For the sake of habit formation.

[benefits1986]

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Immersion is the key to appreciation, acceptance, and an avalanche of ems.

Nung bata ako, nakitira kami for a time sa bahay ng Tito Taurus ko sa isa sa mga middle class subdivisions sa South. Actually, mas gusto ko 'yung compound namin sa Pasay kasi mas autonomous ako doon. Kung baga, mas hood ko talaga. Saka mas bagay 'yung bansag na "butiking Pasay" sa akin. Reason why umalis kami doon is because sinunog nung anak ng taga-malaking bahay na may marmol 'yung bahay nila because you know, teenage angst. Muntik ng nadamay ang wooden house na rented ng magulang ko. Sa sobrang laki raw ng sunog, tumawid na sa katapat bahay 'yung apoy. Tumigil 'yung apoy before sa compound namin. Not bad, 'di ba?

Also, meager funds noon kasi my brother is battling meningitis. Single income family kami kaya naman, Sanitarium ang nagtawid sa kapatid ko, pero kinahirap at hinarap ng mga magulang ko 'yan. Syempre, health is wealth. 'Di biro ang gamutan at check ups. Syempre, 'yung lifestyle change ko, ang lala. From autonomous to authoritarian mode under mom. UGH. Hahahaha.

So, syempre, new dynamics. Gated subdivision. Wala na 'yung toddler best friend ko since kami lang magka-age sa street. Two boys kalaro ko noon madalas and syempre, bike and Lego ang laban. Nung lumipat kami, damn. Puro Barbie House saka Polly Mansion na. May bike pa rin syempre saka Lego. Iba 'pag kalaro mo mga babae. Strong and independent din sila. Masusungit. HAHAHAHA. Pero, wala. Nanalo ang pagpapawis sa labas after school at pagpasok sa bahay ng 530 PM. JUSQ.

My Tito Taurus' kinda big house is also where my Ate D and I bonded and co-existed. Parehas kaming panganay pero magkaiba kami. Opposites even. Mom ko kasi very particular na bawal mainggit sa kung anong meron 'yung iba. Wala akong contentions dito, honestly. Kasi I never felt na salat kami. Hindi magarbo buhay namin, pero alam ko, mahal ako masyado ng mama except nung naging ate na ako sa bunso kong kapatid. LELS.

So, since my Tito and Tita came from the middle east, syempre, opak. Parang nasa Duty Free ka lagi. HAHAHAHA. Imagine. Isang bahay na may mga sapatos, fragrances at iba pang nasa SM Makati, Landmark, Glorietta or Town. Ganun. Tapos, IKEA hindi sikat pa nun. Nakikita kong bini-build sila ni Tito 'pag 'di siya busy. I grew up looking at IKEA catalogues na galing sa KSA. Dun ko rin unang napatunayan na IKEA = AESTHETIC and OPTICS and ang tibay niya ay based sa pagka-build mo. So kung bobo kang builder, lagot ka. LOL. Since Tito is usually busy, parang Lego lang niya IKEA na nilipad nila sa Pinas. Engineer pero bobo mag-build paminsan? Tito Taurus. Present.

Mom always reminds me na engineer and nurse mga magulang ng Ate D ko. Sila basic lang. Hindi siya coming from a place of poor-shaming us mula noon hanggang ngayon. Siguro, 'yan 'yung simula ko sa bias kong, wala akong pake sa estado sa buhay. We eat the same food. Hati sa grocery, sa kuryente, and the works.

'Yung mga gamit namin, sobrang onti lang. Pero mom always finds ways to get us something new during Christmas. I don't find this appealing kasi isang beses lang naman isang taon ang Pasko. So, feeling ko talaga, pinilit lang niya, pero ginalingan naman niya, nila ni dad. LOL. I need my dad. EMS.

So, isang weekend, project mode kami ni Ate D. Ako, nasa sobrang kunat na typewriter kung saan nabili ni dad ng second hand. Mhiemaaaa, 'yung Carpal tunnel ko, iyak. CHOZ. Tapos, mom ko, matang-lawin na iwasan ko raw gumamit ng Touch 'n Go kasi dapat daw malinis ang lapat sa bond paper. TACCA. Since 'di niya matanggap na dyslexic ako, walang habas ang attack niya sa akin. LOL. First time kasi namin mag-typewriting project tapos ilang pages agad tapos may format na specific.

Si Ate D, giba. Electric typewriter with buttery haptics ng keyboard. Tapos built-in pa 'yung correcting tape (?). WOW. Tapos may certain sound effects pa yata if I remember I right. Ambilis niyang mag-type. Syempre ako, apaka bagal na, puro Touch 'n Go pa. Sabi nung nanay ko, allowed lang ako X number of time gamitin ang Touch 'n Go. 'Pag naubos ko raw, next month na bili. TACCA.

Tinanong ko mom ko kung puwede bang maghanap si dad ng typewriter na tulad ng kay Ate D. Nagalit siya out of nowhere. Bratatatatat. Nag-tanong ako ng honest question. Sinabi ko na nahihirapan nga kasi ako. Tapos, ayun. Cancelled ang pagkalito ko sa B and D. HAHAHAHAHAHA. TACCA. Mom went super serious. Inggit daw ba ako? Sabi ko, hindi. And ang reason ko lang naman talaga is hirap akong magtype. Period. Mom shared na tandaan ko raw na what I have is what I need. In this case, a hand-me-down robe... choz. Hand-me-down typewriter. And that, I need to ensure that I know how to power through. Tools are just tools. Focus on the task and how to get shit done. Agit lang ako kasi 'di ako makalaro ng bike saka Lego, weekend na weekend. TACCA.

Dito niya pinakawalaan ang linyahan niyang: Nasa pana 'yan. Wala 'yan sa Indian. Me: Anong ibig sabihin nun? So, she explained it. Again, nasa B and D kagulo ako e. HAHAHAHA. I don't make sense naman din. So, ako na naman may kasalanan.

Tito ko aaligid-aligid sa gedli. Tinanong ako kung gusto ko ba ng electric typewriter. Mom overheard ang syempre, ibong-mandaragit levels siya. NO. FUCK OFF. Hindi niya sinabi 'yan, pero ganyan 'yung vibe. HAHAHAHAHA.

Hindi ito forced recall ng memory kasi 'yung pinsan ko nag-open up nito nung recent huddle namin. HAHAHAHA. Tawang-tawa ako e. Nasa un-core memory na siya for me. E naunlock, so boogsh.

Side Kwento: Si Ate D, RK (rich kid) bansag sa kanya sa school. OPAK. Since second cousins kami, lagi kong sinasabi na siya lang RK 'pag nalalaman na mag-pinsan kami. Ako, nakikitira lang sa house nila. Para clear. HAHAHAHA. Ate D is so grounded to the point na sobrang wala lang sa kanya lahat ng mga fresh drops and drips niya sa life. Tapos, basic lang din siya, honestly. By basic, 'yung reserved na parang wala siyang pake sa lahat. Maselan lang ng sobra kasi nga 'yung perspective niya she has what she needs. Ganern. Niyaya ko nga siya sa Boracay, para you know... kaso sabi ko, magkita na lang kami sa Station 1 because her hood in this tiny island is no less than Shang. HAHAHAHAHAHA. 'Di siya raw naalis masyado doon 'pag stay niya. Me: Papakita ko sa'yo ang tunay na laban sa landas ng Boracay. Tara na! Sana mag-kitesurf na 'to para may bagong adventure naman siya. HAHAHAHAHAHA.

So, inabutan na ako ng gabi kakatype. Halos ubos na rin ang Touch 'n Go. Then, nai-ire ang first ever projects namin ni Ate D. I think halos sabay lang kami nakatapos.

Nung nakuha ang graded projects. CHENEN. Basta line of 9 pero hindi 95. Graphic na naman ito. Mom ko: Bakit hindi 95? Me: Line of 9 na nga e. Saka nakita hirap ako 'di ba? Hirap na hirap. Mom ko: Next time, do better. 'Di puwedeng line of 9 lang.

TACCA. Mother Dragon is on the prowl for 3 may foul pang walang pektus. Bwiset. Sabi ng mom ko na 'di dahil hand-me-down ang typewriter at mabagal akong mag-type sa ngalan ng B and D, e aayaw na ako. Sabi ko, ang OA niya. Hahahahaha.

And this early morning, as I type away on my buttery 2015 Macbook Pro, I find myself crazy... smiling a bit. Malayo na, Vini. HAHAHAHAHA. It's soooo buttery, mhie. Mula noon hanggang ngayon. Lito pa rin ako sa spelling and grammar. Pero, sabi nga ng nanay kong dragon: SRA nga basic sa'yo violet. Tumigil ka diyan. HAHAHAHAHAHA. TACCCAAA. Ang hirap. Gapang sa lusak 5evs. Forever WIP files lahat. Pero, iba ang bilis ng Macbook Air saka ang gaan for an overpacker like me na may aging millennial back and neck pains. ALABETTTT na BETTTTT with sweet Google Suite, finalllyyy, baby!!! Pero, ayun. Also, ang mahal pala ng iPad Air. JUSQ. Hard pass for a second screen. Inyo na 'yan. Ilalaan ko na lang for the greater good like Lego builds on the way to Diagon Alley.

[kimhortons]

Not usual, usual Christmas.

hindi talaga kasi kami nag cecelebrate ng pasko, taon taon lang talaga na nag luluto kami ng ulam na hindi namin madalas naluluto sa pang araw-araw. actually, either calderetang baka lang or adobong pata na may pineapple chunks at banana flowers para mas mukhang special (lagi kasing adobo talaga ulam namin kaya may mga toyo mga tao dito haha)

usual na siya na tahimik lang kami dito sa bahay kapag pasko. kung yung ibang pamilya salo salo pag sapit ng noche buena, kami madalas wala pang alas dose tulog na sila mommy at papa. kami lang ng kapatid ko madalas gising hanggang past 12 kasi may barkada.

ang unusual lang talaga ngayon, yung absence ni mommy. kaya siguro ako nagiging emotional. parang hindi pa ako sanay na wala siya sa mga ganitong okasyon. paano pa kaya sa New Year, punong abala pa naman kaming dalawa lagi. hehe.

iniisip ko rin yung mga pinsan ko, nabanggit di kasi ng pinsan ko—si ate Jen, kanina na grabe nga 'tong taon na 'to para samin. this year lang din kasi nawala yung papa nila. tapos ngayon nga, magpapasko yung ibang pinsan namin na nag lalamay kay auntie, sila pa naman yung pinaka maingay at masaya dito sa lugar namin tuwing pasko at new year, ngayon ang tahimik nila.

as of now, siguro apat na videoke sa kapit bahay ang sabay sabay na nagkakantahan, imagine ganon kaingay dito ngayon hehe—lalo sa new year. tapos ako, ito nag mumukmok sa harap ng computer. char di ako nag mumukmok. medyo sad lang pero keri. ako pa! minsan parang gusto ko mainggit na masaya sila, pero sanay naman na ako. habang tumatagal talaga, palungkot nalang ng palungkot.

pero dapat mas masanay pa ako na magiging lowkey nalang palagi ang pasko at new year ko. kila J kasi tahimik lang kahit new year, salo salo naman ang pamilya nila, di lang talaga tulad dito na sobrang ingay. ito na nga siguro talaga yung time na gumagawa na tayo ng sarili nating tradisyon tuwing sasapit ang araw na 'to. can't wait. sana ako rin.

ngayon na ko nag post habang feel na feel ko pa yung keyboard, sakit kasi sa kamay mag type ng naka landscape sa cellphone haha. tsaka mag lalaba ako bukas, sana magising ng maaga. makatulog sana ako sa ingay.

Merry Christmas ulit sa inyong lahat.