Why I Like Comic Strips

I love reading comic strips..that often I would really saved up for the collection. They’re not that expensive yet they’re also not cheap. I used to read and reread Pugadbaboy (PB). Local political yakitiyaks and everyday going ons. I like Brosia, one of the most popular characters of PB. Ambrosia Tangara, the housemaid of the Sungcal family reminds me of our "ex-housemaid" Louella. She looks exactly like her except for her droopy eyes. She thinks like her often as well, no joke. But no worries, she wasn’t physically, mentally, spiritually and emotionally abused during her stay here. In fact, my brother loves her so much he even coined a nickname for her, "Wela Admundala" (Her original pet name plus Queen Amidala).

I also enjoyed the collection Baby Blues, although I never had a kid, I could relate to the characters as well. Probably, it’s one of the few reasons why I hate the rowdy bunch. I could just picture Hammie eating grass when he was a toddler and Zoe playing with mud. Add Wren climbing the freezer during her younger years. Baby Blues maybe the reason why I get so irritated with sticky things as well….like I’m gonna be so exhausted when I can’t remove the mozzarella cheese between my teeth yesterday. They have lots of inspiring quotes as well….like, "Denial comes first then Apology." I love that line so much, I think I’m gonna marry it.

Lately, I started reliving Calvin and Hobbes. Hwooow! Imagination is liberty. As a kid, I imagined myself as a "model", "teacher", "biker" and "spiderwoman" the latter as being the weirdest of the bunch. But never a dinosaur or a spaceman superhero. Climbing the roof of our house never made me want to jump…but I really wanna feel the air like going through my face….And like Baby Blues, they do have funny and candid quotes, too. "Childhood is Short, Maturity is Forever," I wished I’ve thought of that twenty years ago….I was so obsessed of maturity. Of growing up…and now I am trying to feed myself with Calvin’s wild imagination and happy childhood. Well, the cliché says…."There’s always a kid in every one of us" or whatever….And added factor, Calvin and Hobbess’s facial expressions…I salute the artist.

I like it when Calvin gave Hobbes his "Christmas gift", saying, "Hope this fits", the gift was a HUG. And yes, I was touched. But that doesn’t make me change my mind about the rowdy rug rats!

Before, I used to stay at the fiction and literature section of the bookstore…now, probably, trying to amuse myself, I would sprint to the Entertainment/Comics area…wherein I brushed off silly looks from teenagers who are privately reading a collection of "text messages and jokes" or "Horror Stories and Etc." hair flip and smirk, the hell I care. It’s time to feed my kid in me.