The Faces of My Daily Morning Dose: The Morning Rush

I’m currently a silent rusher. For those who don’t know what a “rusher” mean, this is a term used or called upon those who listens to Monster Radio RX 93.1’s The Morning Rush. It’s the stations morning show hosted by the dynamic duo, Chico and Delamar.

I’ve been their listener since my college days, hmmm… way back in the late 90’s: when they do their random calls live on air (even dialing another radio station), their segment of Kikoy and Kikay (are my names right?) among the other stints they did. I was staying in a dormitory and sharing a room with 2 other ladies. I believed I’ve influenced these roommates of mine to listen to the show since I’m always the earliest to get up and it became a habit to switch on the radio and tune in. Oh did I mentioned I bought their cassette tape where their famous Goodbye Song is included. The statement I just released, that surely dated me and the show :p

I may not be like the rest of the rushers who’s actively text or call in to answer on their TOP 10. I admire those avid listeners even envy them for they’ve raised their relationship to just being a listener to even a personal friend of the jocks. But considering how silent I was before, I’m more active now. I guess that’s an improvement. I text or tweet once in a while. I even won a Greenwich gift certificate when my entry became number 1. I think the topic has to do with gay quotes if I’m not mistaken. That moment gave me a chance to visit the booth and finally meet both Chico and Delamar in person ^_^

My first (March 2010) visit to RX and meeting the jocks at their old station

Photo above was not quite good for bragging. I guess that’s why I wasn’t able to blog that I just posted it on my Facebook account.

So, yesterday my plans of dragging my cousins who I can proudly say I’ve influenced, to go to the 15th Anniversary of The Morning Rush’s EB was a success. The EB was at Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf in Emerald Ave. Ortigas Center. It was jammed pack so we decided to just wait for the crowd to a bit go and “strategize”.

My cousins, Issa and Lyn with Chico Garcia of The Morning Rush

My turn! Thanks Lyn for taking our photo

We caught Chico (actually, intercepted I think was the right term) on his way to join a group of rushers waiting for them. And thanks to my really old and could be considered classic Canon Powershot G5, we’ve had  a few exchanges of words because Chico recognized my trusty but not rusty camera ^_^

Chico, if you can read this thanks for letting us have that photo op. And I have to say, that colored part hair of yours made my cousin see you from a far. Parang senyales na “Hoy! Nandito sa ilalim ng may kulay na buhok na ito si Chico!”

My cousin with Hot Momma Delamar in her maxi dress (very beautiful with her baby bump)

I'm with Hot Momma Delamar! (She was teased that day for sending a "Dora The Explorer" vibes! Crazy!)

We thought we’d miss Delamar but again, I guess fate that day was nice to us that we again had a chance to do some interception. I think she’s about to leave and heading towards the other direction. But she’s really nice and talked to me and my cousins. I think she recognized me (not so sure though).

If you are reading this Del, thanks for talking to us mere mortals 😉 Nagalit yata ‘yung “sumundo” sa’yo, di s’ya nagsa-smile kaya we said thank you naman and sorry for interrupting you guys or baka di n’ya ko narinig.

Now, these photos are worth bragging for ^_^

Honestly, I don’t know how to approach Chico or Del. With my age, my work experience and whatever things I’ve encountered in my life, I can honestly say I’m still starstruck I guess. *blushes*

Let me take this chance to say to my morning companions (and friends, kahit hindi nila alam na friend ko na sila :p)

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To Chico and Delamar,

You guys surely have read and heard this over and over again, but I have to save my own thanks to you both. My work day is not the same when I don’t hear you guys in the morning 😦 You guys have shared my mornings more than my family I guess since I’ve been leaving independently and away from my family from high school days till today. Your voices are like my alarm clocks and time indicators in the morning (kasi ever 15th of the hour ‘yung news then every 30 mins ‘yung Top 10). It tells me if I’m staying too much in bed when I should be pulling myself up already or if I’m staying too long in the shower or CR (sorry too much information). You are like vitamins that I should take in the morning. If I didn’t catch the show, there’s something missing in me that day. Parang kulang kapag di ako nakatawa ng malakas sa umaga :p  Weird as it may sound but you guys are like friends to me that gave advice, shared jokes and laughs, even those moments in just merely playing songs that pushed a certain button in me that sudden there’s waterfalls of tears coming out from me. Without you knowing it, the morning craziness you broadcast fills not just my room but myself as well ^_^

Thanks again to both of you. I’ll try to come back on EBs or visit your booth when it’s possible. But I assure you, if I can’t be there physically like the other rushers, I’m always listening, sharing the laughs and crying those tears too. Thanks for the 15 years and wishing you another 15 more or so together in the show, as morning partners, as best friends and as kumare and kumpare (Del, are you getting Chico as ninong or si Jacky Chanak?).

Thanks guys.

Cheers! (Coffee ‘yun, decaf ‘yung kay Del) ^_^

 

This Angry Girl

I met up with Jose (my virtual boyfriend and a dear friend of mine) last night and he gave me a gift…

At first I wondered why the book? Am I that angry? But as he hands it to me he explains that he’s giving it to me not because I’m angry but he knows I’ll smile once I read the book. I’d be reminded of myself… I smiled indeed. With some doubts in my head of course.

And then I read the message he wrote on the book. It said:

To my dearest Nemcy,

I was just walking around a mall and saw a copy of this book. I thought of giving it to you not because you’re angry.

You see, I used to visit this comic strip’s website almost religiously. But then I forgot about it.

I say this because we forget things. We forget sorrow. We forget pain. We forget disappointment. On the other side of that, we forget that life can be beautiful. We forget that we are loved. We forget happiness.

When I saw this book, I am reminded how I laugh at this strip. Nemcy, sadness, pain, sorrow, disappointment will never go away. But we can forget about them occasionally. It just takes a bit of effort to come up for air. But we’re stronger than the storm. We just forget that. We should remind each other.

Jose Ardivilla

My VBF is right. I’m really such a forgetful person. We all are. And thank goodness for friends. Chosen friends.

And then as I browse the pages of the book, I found the page he was referring to that reminded me of him:

Yup. I’m definitely Kim, the angry Asian girl. My mom is not Chinese but I have “instances” like this (and yes, I just had one awhile ago but moms will be moms I guess). It doesn’t end there. But it’s better to understand the characters… and read the book and/or strips 😉

I read this book 3 times today. Still has the same effect on me:

• I nodded.

• I smiled.

• I laughed at some strips.

• And I laughed harder on other pages.

Each characters reminded me of certain people. And most of the time I’m Kim (sometimes I’m crazy Maria too, that makes me a schizo as the book said!) but I guess I know why. This explains some of the characters:

Kim the Angry Asian Girl

Mother Lee, Kim's Mother

The strips are simple, easy read and it’s true!!!

I have no way of communicating to Ms. Lela Lee (hope she reads this) that her strips, her created characters are simple but brilliant! ^_^ Ms. Lee, I do hope you come up with more books like these and strips to read 😉

Check out the site here. Read the strips and check out which girl are you? Ü

 

The Reason Why…

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