Saturday, October 28, 2006

[18] ...Continuation, of course

[18]

[dated October 28, 06 dapat toh]


...Continuation, of course

supposedly this is [17.5] since i had unintentionally cut my last post because, my head was about to neurocize and later self-destruct.

anyway, i'm here at jokko's house for a SLEEPLESS sleep-over after them nicotine-atmsophered, drunken people surrounded, San Mig Light plus Iced Tea combined ill-smelled October-Fest, nibbling my last days of the prolonged and awaited semestral break that i could almost be in a soap opera, MOI as the star, starlet, director, producer, production assistant, crew, whateverers[huh?],, entitled "Why is Barry experiencing this some kind of weird feeling, thanks to boredom and all, that he is on the climax being sane that he talks even to inanimate objects like the wall?"

Ugh. Forget it. I am so out of my self again.

errr, these are continuation of the reasons, darlings and unlikably darling-lookings, why it's worth living in the Philippine archipelago:


9. the rain! you know how much i hate that precipitation-condensation- evaporation cycle!


10. The drivers, dirtily referred to as tsupers ask for a high pamasahe, the fact that you were born and raised here with proper fortune and luck [tell me about it], they think of you as a pesky grade schooler who does not watch the news and does notread the papers, and most of the time, who does not know how to punch someone's nose, and eventually you turn out to be in an inevitable conflict with him.

11. There are VERY little sidewalks, period. I like sidewalks. It speaks of freedom, without necessarily speaking, d-uh. They look relevantly and neatly clean and green.

12. We have this unique disease, rather a very acute one, which is rather unfortunate to men aged 20's to 30's, called BANGUNGOT! It has been prefferd to as a nightmare, but accordingly, it has no English term synonym. No cure. No medicine. Just sleep, and gradually sleep forever.

13. We believe in too much superstitions, that most of the time, we forget that we are humans, we are homo sapiens, we are definitely normal, and don't evolve into something that flies at night cut from torso to head flaaping with bat-like wings, with hair in wild disarray.

14. Many are so jologs. I prefer those who goes out in their casual or home wear, than those who has dressed much that they could replace the seasonal rainbow, or attend some intermission numbers in some famous fiestas.

15. Many are bobo in Math. That fatefully included my case. Hey, don't blame me! I consider it innate! At least, I'm good at... I'm tired now.

16. We have this feeling that Filipinos are exclusively "conservative". Wake up, mahn. This is the new world. Didn't you know that airplanes fly?! And there exist computers, fool?!

17. We kill. That's our primary goal in life. We kill ourselves in order to survive.
Ironic?
Think again .


You perceive that I am biased?
Well, sometime I will be tackling about the real REASONS!


Tuesday, October 24, 2006

[17] Seventeen reasons why it is worth living in a place called Philippines

[17]

NOTE: "17" is my favorite number. The reasonable reason? It's the length of my ******---well, what else do you think besides that this is my birthday [as in the day, stupid]...sooo, this blog, i think, would have the most oomph amongst all other entries i had.

Seventeen reasons why it is worth living in a place called Philippines:
*an essay of a true-blue nationalistic patriotic country-loving-and-dedicated Filipino*

1.You live in a country with no first-rate trademark of its own. The Banaue Rice Terraces won't count, they have more zenith of that in other Asian lands outta Pinas. The diversity of almost all races for sure ousters us. Come on, loser, we have Chinese, Spanish, Japanese, Indian [eew,sorry, i am not really a boastful racist but hey, i get physically and soulfully allergic when i get close to them, not even a foot nearer], America [d-uh!], European, and other homo sapien blood with melanines either have amount so little or high. There exist no Filipino type, I repeat, we are a mixture of Indonesian and Malaysian homozygous dominant genes. We ain't got uniqueness & originality, except for other things like having a calesa.

2.The tiring war in our government is the greatest crisis next to having been flushed in the toilet bowl by your own monthly-salaried Bisayan maid.

3.Have i mentioned Pollution? In the rural, it doesn't appeal...so a little advice to the serenity-oriented people living there, "Fart all you want"

4.Our Christmas is the open season for the proseperous. Your cellphone get snatched in the populous SM North Edsa... you encounter a grave hold-upping in the dim lights of lampposts on the Katipunan sidewalks... you get swindled by people who regard you as a fool and max out all your bank account in an instant[in which case, you may accept that you are really a fool]

5.You have a free-of-charge sun tan. Yess people, you just sneak in your neighbour's house which is a quadruple of meters away form your home, and TADAAA, you're now in a perfect skin color!

6.You have a country almost populated by preposterous Christians, where in fact, most of them, are practicing the conceited and arrogant mood of discrimation on your status in life.And you just can't help but throw them a little something at them [a mace or a hammer will do].

7.Huh! What else?? BORACAY---the premiere tourist-spot of the Philippines coinciding with a grubby title of "a secluded dumpsite
"

8.You live with people who are illiterate, and as time inevitably goes by, they become the opposite. That is what they call the Law of
Poverty-strikes-in-the-same-person-a-million-times
-causing-him-to-forget-simple-math-and-english!
This is a written scientific law, by Isaac Newton and Madam Auring. Hail thee!


---i am typing this so hard i could almost implode---


*TO BE CONTINUED

Sunday, October 22, 2006

[16] recently

[16]

recently

recently...i've just realized that tricycle fee in Vigan came to a worthless increased hike.
recently... i've had reunions with my classmates and friends and 'kadas and some other Paulinian whatevers who i generalized, have been undergoing the gap of slimming down.
recently... i've seen beverly regretting for having an indecent relationship, if you call it, with a filthy frat boy who regard her as a bitchy slut, which we all object for.
recently... i've noticed Juni's humongous figure more humongous than the ever humongous kathie.
recently... i've been in our ever-corrupt uncool school with penguin-shaped madres, who I thank God for not seeing them.
recently... i've missed Ma'am Roque, you know...the Tuguegarao-an chemistry teacher whose class we declare as either sleeping session or clinic time, not to mention cheating moments.
recently... i've had at least 12 hours of comfy and tame sleep.
recently... i've heard that sunshine ad ervin belonged to infamous fraternity groups. honestly, i was bedazzled about ervin's case. he doesn't seem to act like a frat guy, therefore degrading the "fear-level" of those punky groups.
recently... i've been commented about being thinner than before. hmp!
recently... i've missed the people behind my stay in Ilocos, even the abusive trike drivers.
recently... i've praised Ralph for hus whitened.... finger nails.
recently... i've recommended to rhea to have lukewarm water to wash her face. you know, hers has been missiled with acnes. argh.
recently... i've been watching frequently the variety show who has never heard of CHANGE---it's Eat Bulaga. Though, i find them amusing.
recently... i've been wanting to watch TXT coz angel locsin is there. I love her chinky eyes.
recently... i've been hanging out with my walay princess---Iris Buguina [oops, CHAN na sia ngaun]
recently... i've been haviing fun with my boy barkada especially when I spend sleepless sleep-over with them.
recently... i've been missing my classmates in liberated UP.
recently... i've seen my other girl-next-door crushes who are Ilokanas.
recently... i've been yawning--symptom of the sickess, boredomnixia. Walay-ing is the recommended medicine.
recently... i've been with Jep and Kat [wala lang]
recently... i've just known that the incredible smell of malodorous horseshit is worth coming back home.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

[15] be gone in vigan

[15]

be gone in vigan

MISSION: to be gone in vigan. i had my luggage almost bulky, that my things[clothes, undies, book] inside it, if they were alive, could almost not breath. My cousin drove me to Bayan[Marikina]...then i rode a jeep to Cubao...next, to Espana... finally hire a pedicab to Eldon's place. In case you haven't known, I was to go to him, with Carl, for we will ride altogether Partas in Sampaloc. My solo tripgave me the high cost of p64.00, meanwhile Carl who was from Timog[lang] rode a Taxi and had p100 drilling him. Anyway, when we were in the bus going home, sinolo namin ang bus. haha, actually, we slept near the rear. I blindfolded my eyes for the kondoktor won't close the god-damn lights. And i looked like a drunken ninja, for the hanky would fall on my nose.

At least I'm tooooooooooooooootally away from my pesky pamangkins, the filthy air, not to mention the filthy urban people, the vast night sky only showcasing airplanes but not stars, my high-strung uncle, arduous academics, the unrhythmed howls of the barkers, Jorj--our unbathed dog, etcetera, etcetera...

watch out people, i'll be posting "Uglywood"...what is it, about?



guess

Thursday, October 12, 2006

[14] Drop the eavesdropping

[14]

Drop the eavesdropping

Riding in a jeepney is so much fun, especially when you're in the Metro. This was my first time to ride one when travelling to UP; I usually ride on FX's; but in going home, I ride on the jeepney.I seated in between a middle-aged driver and some old man on my right. The 'tsuper' looked like a gruesome dragon, with or without his cigarette smoking. You know I can't hold my breath for 45 minutes for the nicotine smog continually clouded in my nose and in my migraine. He was busily making 'chika' with some decaying friend of his, who I think is also a tsuper, located behind him. They were talking about starters or any mecha-thingy related to jeepney machines I do not seem to understand. They were complaining why those things were so expensive, 'P650 daw iyon eh, Putangina ang mahal!". Then, the older man[not my seatmate] out of a sudden said,
"I've got to meet someone..."
The tsuper grinned, "Siguro you're paying for SOMEONE's financial needs in school." He of couse was referring to a young kirida.
"Ibang usapan na iyan," the live mummy clarified, "My children are already on their proper age, and yet you accuse me of that?!" The hell, why would you accuse a 50-plus-aged looking man with adultery. It's totally nauseous. Such a degrade to women if there was. Not even a lifetme paralyzed fungus could endure him. Then there was silence. The tsuper broke, "Hehe, we once were in a club."
"CLUB iyon eh. It's just a matter of one-night-satnd. As soon as you give 'em money, it's bye-bye. Tsk," the elder elaborated.

What's the moral of this? Simple, don't waste money on starters-or-whatever-engine-repairing-tool that will definitely benefit you. Instead, sneak in a club, and take home some minority with hymens that are running after it.

Anyway, I'm almost feeling self-fulfillment. It's not that I'm actually ready to die. It means I am ready to embrace the semester break with lakwatsa, sleeping, sleeping, sleeping, and eating.
I miss my friends in vigan; hence my ever-corrupt school.
I miss the fresh air. And I can't wait to enclose it in a tank as soon as I go back here in Manila, as a means of life-support-system.

Are you feeling the breeze of Christmas. Oh yeah... the season of hold-uppers and snatchers. Watch your way people. If you suspect someone goony, hide in a security guard's armpit. It will save you. If he still makes aligid-aligid, hide in his[sekyu] nostrils. If he still does, hide in his groin.

Has Cueshe finally realized that their music is sooooo not music??! I haven't heard anything about them lately. Better yet, I haven't seen any of their typhooned faces, not to mention, JAY. Can someone please replace him! Who can tap on his thighs while holding on a mic stand simultaneously humming? No one?! So it leads me to a final option, I nominate Jessica[Yupano] to take his place. She is a born rocker. Right, jek? ahihi

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

[13] Kas-trated

[13]

Kas-trated

tis is actually my critical analysis for Kas2...


After Hinduism and Buddhism... now Animé-ism?!


If ever you see a teenager of my age or any older who plays lies by telling you that he has never tuned in Animé in his entire sedately boring life, stone him to death.


Yes, I'm gonna be talking about how influential these colorful cartoons from Japan, animated in TV or simply printed on papers with callouted dialogues and yet being advertised, taking over the popularity of Sharon Cuneta, the days of 1980's. Animation has greatly evolved since its beginnings with Walt Disney back in the 1920's 'til early 1930's. America was awed at that time, when the 'man' combined animation, with sound, to create memorable characters that seemed lifelike. Asia, proving once again that she can't be number 2, had Japan to create a name, It was after the World War II, however, they were minimal and not well known, to America that time. Due to Japan's economy that went then to a downward spiral, its animation was marooned from the other companies e.g. Disney, Paramount, Warner Bros. TOEI Animation Co. was founded then in the early 1950's who danced along to become the 'Walt Disney of Japan.' I may now skip your minds into 1963 wherein Dr. Osamu Teszuka came up with Astro Boy[Tetsuwan Atomu] classified as the first “true” animated series and in America, became a big hit.



Perhaps the recent century of Asia could never have a perpetual spark if only the following were put on much concern... Japanese military forces who would never forgive themselves if ever that failed to build wars with Russia, Manchuria, the Pacific area, China and even USA. Civil war in a malodorous country Pakistan that led to the foundation of an independent nation Bangladesh[formerly Eastern Pakistan]. The sprawling of Communism that deteriorated helpless countries like Vietnam. Or a stormy-haired Chinese-Filipina, with her respective disciples, declaring herself as the 11th president of the Philippines just by standing in the middle of EDSA shrine, all dressed in yellow looking like spoiled mangoes. Ugh, simply irritating!


Whew! The 20th century wasn't all that tiresome and repetitive thanks [a lot] to these works of art. I too who have been brought up in Earth fortunately biting at least the last bits of the 20th C., was severely addicted [yeah, addicted] to these almost perfect quality or so cartoons, evident on what I usually draw and by playing “text-cards” [featuring their faces] with some lousy others during my 3rd grade. The main question now is: “Why was Japan's pop culture so appreciated by Asians, and in the 20th century til now, the world??” [My sources had reports of sushi, sweets, comics and karaoke also made names internationally, but I'm still gonna focus on my childish affections—ANIME.]


Among my lists are (1)Doraemon—a robot that resembles a blue whiskered stuffed toy with a belly-planted pouch; (2)Ghost Fighter—a team of mortals/non-mortals whose quest is to battle the demons; (3) Dragon Ball Z—a spike-haired ripped man who with his friends finds 7 orange crystal balls that can summon a humongous green dragon; (4) Curious Play—two ordinary girls get trapped in an ancient yet magical world and; (5) Pokemon—a collection of weird-looking pets that carry elemental powers at the same time, cuteness.


“It's because they're high-quality, that's all," explains Oyama Hidenori, a director of TOEI.
In the 1960's, their comics[in their term, Manga] have had heroes-turned-animated stars. Also they were into talked-about commercial smashes as media, comics, animation, publishing, toy and clothing companies joined forces, soon after. Franchising became hospitable to businessmen in the world as stickers, posters, school bags, CD's could never be absent along the populous streets of Divisoria.


The feeling is now what I call “a sense of belonging”. In the 1970's , Asians used to adore anything American. In the 1990's, this continent went almost exclusively Asian-oriented. For example, the “pilyo” aura of Bart Simpson[you know, “The Simpsons”] has been preserved in the clutches of Crayon Shin Chan, a rather “pilyo-er”.


I guess it gave way to people whose voices, they consider as their business capital, e.g. dubbing/translating [as obvious in GMA7, ABS-CBN adopted series mostly Animé.. Psychosocial effects too then can either be astonishingly helpful or not. Take a look at this following as an analytical comparison. These recent days, I've been glued on Jessica Zafra's books [“Twisted” familiar now? If not, go to the UP MainLib, Filipiniana Section] which entails about her vast experiences or opinions. In concern to the first, she said that she literally forgot to eat and later, lost 50 pounds just by reading and reading and reading books. If there existed someone like her who is awfully fond of reading Manga or watching Animé, which I believe there is,how much more calories can he/she actually burn?? Second, there's been a factual report acknowledging the four year-old son of a Hong Kong housewife Connie Lo, who has lost weight too just by straying for almost infinity, playing electronic games on the Nintendo Gameboy [another of Japan's hottest techno for kids and teens]. At least, he does not forget to take a bath and change his clothes, or else, his mother would throw him into the trash bin. In 1997, a close friend and a friend of his was talking naughtily about a website; finally, he broke it to me that it was a sexually-driven version of Dragon Ball characters specifically Bulma/Burma in hr shower suit. I could not describe if those who made it was eerily on the peak of sexual depression, or as any other porn stars would put it, as 'redefining ART'. I am open-minded... but I regard this thing out of context of ART. [“Pati ba naman cartoons, binababoy nila!” commented another friend.]


Bet you didn't know that Animé also had their “Golden Age”. It flourished in the 80's. Yessss... This was when the highest volume of Animé was coming out of Japan, and airing on TV in the United States.



Another elaboration. Japan's fascination with these childlike things could be a reflection of the “infantilism of postwar Japanese culture,” wrote Ian Burma in his book. The children then were so into trauma that they would intend to be kids again, he seconded. So can I ask him, is this the way how Japan would redeem themselves to the world that they are just gentle species who draw wonderful characters.??! I can't help myself but to say that it's effective! Hail Japan!


Cover story. Late 20th century, office workers create a personal world of their own by locking themselves in their room, infatuating on the cartoons, animations, and video games. They are so-called OTAKU. I may just hallucinate how jealous their respective wives could be;somehow, it,s better for them to think that their husbands have been spending time with other women[at least, that's normal].


Governments in influenced Southeast Asian countries have come to some point o being funny and ignorant. I the late 1970's, Ferdinand Marcos, president-turned-wax, banned the viewing of Voltes V series, because of its violent content leading even to restrictions of video game parlors. I can't stop from rationalizing that at least 1/3 of the People Power protesters were Voltes V Lovers!!! Ha-ha!


Dec. 1995. Malaysia's Information Ministry instructed local broadcasting and marketing companies to drop the first 2 words in the title Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, It's concern: that children might conflate the Rangers and their special powers with morphine. Hah!


As for me, being a nationalist, I believe in the abilities of Filipinos to create something MORE than it [I could not say, “something like it” because it will declare us as ill impostors.]


Imagine a world without Animé...
Imagine a world without Japan. [NOTE: I am not a Japanese]
Others say that there would still be Disney; deeper than that, we still have a unique one we know and practice: the Filipinos' pop culture.


Monday, October 09, 2006

[12] few tips when depressed:

[12]

few tips when depressed:


eat baked mac...
shout to the world that your PE with Caces has finally come to an end...
think of Caces as a sore imitation of your menopausal librarian back in HighSchool
think of ways on how to commit suicide...
talk to God and ask for a big dose of anastisya[i don't know the spelling] to numb yourself when you have seen your grades...
forget that you're in College...
read Jessica Zafra books...
kick your annoying pamangkins when they call you for a coloring session with them...
throw all your remnants of homeworks...
call a friend for a telebabad...
watch Super Inggo and laugh at the stupid stars, if you call them...
make a promise for yourself that your soon-to-be offsprings will never study in a university with perfectionist professors...
thank ABS-CBN for finally cutting Bituing-Walang-Ningning in the primetime...
stare at at the mirror and talk to yourself...
talk to someone named Joy Ong...
sing...


Friday, October 06, 2006

[11] hope [definitely not the cigarette!]

[11]

hope [definitely not the cigarette!]

i can no more bear the atrocity of Filipinos...

guess what, i just arrived from school riding the 'jeep'. Well, what do you expect, it's Manila and you could scarcely find any stray of non-traffic. Actually, I could stand the boredom but the waste of time, I can not. We were in the corner of Concepcion market when the driver parked along the side to call for passengers with these filthy barkers and kondoktor. I could almost burst after he let 5[yes, FIVE!] green lights to pass and turn to red. After it, he got no one in his unattractive jeep but smoke, smog, fish odor. the irritating rhythm of barkers and his patience to end.

i got 1.25 in my geog1, and i
am
so
delighted.

also, i got an additional of 20points in my Kas2 requirements for having attended all movie viewings featuring these distinct documentaries about Asian countries.

i have still 9 games to finish in my badminton[PE], a revision of my CW10 story and a 90-point critical analysis in my Kas2. Please let me pass, oh Lord. I am religious you know. Close kami ni Lord.

anyway, the sem is ending in a day to a week. I will miss my classmates in every class especially my geog1 coz they are sympathetic of my unruly acts. They are also animals and monsters like moi. They remind me of jep, ralph, jokko, keneth, joshua[basically the SLR boys. Gratefully, we all had grades not lower than 2.75. awww. The afternoon is now passionately breezy but warm and I could describe the atmosphere ofthis day like the last day of March back in Highschool when we all part ways. Ugh, pack my drama!




Thursday, October 05, 2006

[tenth] skip this...

[tenth]

skip this...

if you ever gape at the sky and never see any single star, sun, moon or any celestial body, maybe you could ask Lumen[of Surf] to where she shelved it. Her acquisitive husband has gotten all of em already.

i have come to realize that "the acting" Pres. Gloria has given due honors to sports, academe stuff, beauty pageants, etc. but not cosmetics. Gee, who have seen either Belo or Calayan in Malacanang?! Press people say that neither can rupture her one big mole on her face.

boys in the Philippines have made an alleged protest against ads showing only hair [for shampoo], wounds [for soaps], face [for facial goods] and not *the P thing* [for panty-liners]. Hello, people?! Sarah Geronimo has CHARMEE! Who wants her P shown?

...and i thought I was that wholesome.




Tuesday, October 03, 2006

[9] Understanding UST's glory

[9]

Understanding UST's glory

I
t feels like I am sinking.

I am not a blob.

Gee, I dunno. I always get this feeling of being severely wasted. Days have passed as I silently raze about the exams I had. I do not know if how will it turn out to be. You could see me at the end of this sem with either a smile or a frown on my face. Academics make me look feel like a magician who only knew tricks like revealing the secrets of his magic. Please don't be perceived that I am brainless. I get smart when really in a serious matter like mixing coffee with milk and sip it as I read my wordy notes. My recent exam in Kas[aysayan]2 rewarded me a feeling of relief but with a trauma. It's 54/90 and I consider it shit. Last exam, it was 43/90.


I wanna give sole priority to my studies now. I mean it; perhaps if you hear me saying this, you would better hear Jose Manalo on it; I am not into drama. And now,I need to focus on what I really need to focus on: my weakness. I am shutting down this blog...errr, I mean I am shutting down my blogging system for now.

A big congratulations for University of Santo Thomas for winning the 69th UAAP tearing apart the Eagles. I could not believe it.

I am not generally against USTe guys, but when you tell me the blooming victory of their basketball team, I perhaps would pinch you in the nose. Most of my classmates believe in the power of the Ateneans when it comes to the most famous muscle-wrenchers, basketball, in the said competition. It has invaded the Tigers team's sense of humility. I do not know if I would nod twice to agree.

I loathe Raul Gonzales, a loud and proud alumnus of that school for having a mouth bombarding lies, prejudices, and out-of-this-world comments when interviewed. I recommend the TV news reporters/media men to feed that mouth with their microphones or tape recorders housed by dark forces of bacteria. He's been a major pain in between the thighs of the UP students.He thinks that he's being a successful DOJ secretary despite the injustices he could blindly see. I conclude that he's a fag.

I have seen on the news in ABS-CBN yesterday about the 'new princess' of the boxing champion, Manny Pacquiao. He has come to a state of a commercial model, world-renounced celebrity and TV icon. I beg to see him with a panty-liner ad; and perhaps now, with his new-born, diapers. Ugh, I can not contain anymore of watching his disconfigured face and hearing his undesirable accent on national television. Is he running for vice mayor in Manila? Oh, somehow I could tell him that the crazy world of politics is manipulated by peace and order and and not violence[I was pertaining to his boxing, of course].

We watched, in Kas2 a while ago, two groups in the class representing East Asia and North&Central Asia do their thing. They were fabulous with the efforted costumes and computer-deviced presentations. The first [composed of ephy, mikki, natalie, kav, etc.] injected in us the significance of Anime. Bet you did not know that Doraemon is sooooo hero-like, they say. The last role-played Shamanism. They were really amazing. They could act well, I say as I laugh to my utmost freedom.

Atlantika begins this night; I keep on wondering if this will really 'tangay' my niece's and nephew's minds again. I could plunge them in the aquarium if they wished.


Monday, October 02, 2006

[8] kill the biological father of Biology, if there was

[8]

kill the biological father of Biology, if there was


who...


invented...


BIOLOGY?

please see me and forgive me if after it, you come home with your eyes out...


I feel like I just got thundered simultaneously by different cyclones-slash-typhoons for I just had my exam in Nat.Sci.2. Dreadful. Dreadful. Dreadful. My body is currently torn into unmeaty pieces and the only parts present now are my two hands typing this post I consider as an abomination.


It's been a day, like just any regular day, but of course there were changes for Mr. No-Good Milenyo has just left the country. The EDSA billboards, they say in the news have been shattered to death and now the MRT passengers and cab drivers have nothing more to sexually arouse about than their hay-fed wives looking like unmilked cows. UP has become a landscape of despair as I watch the barren Acad Oval with uprooted trees and leaves with an incredible smell swimming in the air.


Anyway, Ada was inviting me last night in USTe for the Thomasians are all in bright shiny yellow shirts today. Among other reasons for not planning to go to the flooded Espana-clinged school like my exam a while ago, I cannmot bear seeing all people like marketed bananas! Of all other disgusting colors, I hate YELLOW, but not UST.

Speaking of USTe, at last they won their 2nd game with Ateneo last Saturday. I cannot find such other irony than this excriuciating fact that the Tigers, who were always ripped by the Maroons, has come to shoot the Eagles, who were frying up the second.


My unfathomable crush on Maxene Magalona is turning to a point of an affectional infatuatuion. Have you been watching DADDY DI DO DU? Her acting is infallible and all-natural playing a role of a cono teenage girl caged in her dad's rules. I know that someday, I will meet her and acquaint myself to her. I am not ambitious, neither desperate. A territory in my heart 'dedicated to a special someone' is currently vacated and I don't know when will I ever fill the volume up again. For now, I think that bein single is bein smart. I do not look hideous, you know that.


Congartulate me for I have done my CW10 blog entries. I'll tell you next time what site it is.


Thanks to the visitors.

Thanks to Jokko for the new layout rather appealing to the near-sighted for it's formerly small font.


Ephy...

Nee...

the font size is not that termite-like na!

**PS...
my classmate JP has told me that "First-Day-High" is very stereotyped. Don't watch it if you do not want to end up regretting in your stupidity. And who would want to watch Maja Salvador do a sosy-typo role?! I could't stand her aura. I simply don't like her. But she does roles like autistica somehow good.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

[7] Survivor Season #17

[7]

Survivor Season #17

I can scarcely contain my happiness for that which I have yearned for so desperately for a long time has come to pass [jessica zafra] dahil nagbalik na ang kuryente nung Friday night!

yeah...the ruesome typhoon has left the country leaving the highways down to eskinitas of Metro Manila uprooted trees[others lived for decades], crashed to death billboards[which are really not necessary], dumbfounded people who had risked their God-given lives[oh, they are DUMB. Why would they go out with a typhoon on their head?], the overwhelmed PAG-ASA for once-in-a-blue-moon they had foretold the route of Milenyo[clap clap, at last], and me, among other students in this world with 5 days of grateful vacations...

My exams in Nat.sci.2 and geog1 were postponed because of Milenyo. I have not yet done 20 blog entries and it is due tomorrow. Sheet!

Anyway, I have been glued to this aquarium thingy; now, we in the house take care of these cute little fishes. wala lang.

It's October! It sounds like i am too excited for sembreak. Octobah 9 na kasi iyon! Weeh.

Majika has ended in the primetime and now my niece, Bel[4 years of age] has nothing more to fantasize about. She likes being SABINA; while my nephew, Kyle[one year older] believes he was the invincible Captain Barbell]. Holy cow! And what makes me?? Bakekang? harharhar

ANother thing, I have noticed that Nix, having an illegal, yeah illegal love fore 'someone'[get it?] has come to the limits of sucking her infatuation to death. Hey, nix, stop it, you know!

And Ada, thank me! hehe.

And what is this I here? ANother typhoon? Neneng, they say.
They're shit, you know, why would they give these typhoons such eccentric native names? I have a suggestion to PAG-ASA or whoever names those windy windy winds. WHy don't you name it after our Pinoy actors/actresses/singers. I can better withstand the tabloid and the TV news when they say, "APRIL BOY REGINO, nang-giba ng billboards!!!" Oh diba?