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Sunday, July 26, 2009


I’ve heard the following comment once too often that I’ve started taking notice of it: “Don’t worry, you’ll be collecting good karma.” Usually people convey that comment to me after I tell them how, in lieu of a romantic love life, I’m putting my efforts on my other loves—family and friends. Of course, what they all mean is that all that collected karma will one day return to me in the form of a supercalifragilisticexpialidocious boyfriend.

What they never point out—which is something I’d like to tackle head-on here—is another, more disturbing possibility: What if all that collected karma will one day return to you, but not in the romance area. What if your good karma translates into having a more successful career, so much so that you can now afford a brand new, top-of-the-line, one-of-a-kind Jaguar? (No, not the animal but the automobile, silly!) What then?

You do this.

Make sure your Jaguar is a convertible. As much as possible drive it with the top down, preferably along PLU-friendly places like Makati, Cubao and along Quezon Avenue and Circle. Bingo! Instant 100,000 pogi points right there and then.

Moral of the story: collecting karma points is easy versus collecting boys. One needs a Jaguar for the latter.


Tristan Tan said...

In this life, I'd choose Jaguars over boys. I know my priorities.

Anonimus said...

May the Fates chant in unison to focus of all your unused karma points to the Jaguar.

Or maybe you have enough points already to redeem both the Jaguar and the boyfriend. I suspect you can bargain for just a Mazda3 hatchback and a califragilistic boyfriend. Without the super and the expialidocious. =)

joelmcvie said...

@TRISTAN: Basta Jaguar ha, 'wag cougars.

@ANONIMUS: I suspect that karma points needed for both car & BF far exceed what I have to date. Maybe what I have is just enough for a Jag (the jeans) and a fag hag. (Okay, I just wanted to stick that rhyme in by hook or by crook.)

cb :: 林偉文 said...

agree. jaguar over boys. haha but then again the latter always seems to chase the former. ;D who knows. one day you could have your cake and eat it too. :D