that dizzy edge

Racing Through the Night

2007-08-12T15:31:00.000+08:00

Hey Orange, you're going to become my best friend!
Be ready.

dying breath

2007-05-03T23:29:00.000+08:00

I'd say that this blog's last entry wasn't a proper last entry. Why? Two reasons.
Mainly, it was too short and second I wanted to try posting one of my school papers here before but wasn't able to. And so.. a good day to you.

I've made many crappy papers for school and this one is one of those.
This particular one is due tomorrow and I kept pausing while typing it for I could no longer think clearly and I've suddenly lost interest in it for no apparent reason.

Downtown Memory Lane

My recent trip to Intramuros or the “walled city” was the best fieldtrip that I had for this course. I haven’t gone there for quite sometime and all that I could remember were the walls and some dark corridors and dungeons—vague memories from a fieldtrip when I was still a child. Now that I’ve grown up, I saw a lot of other things. I saw things that I didn’t notice before right through the concrete walls and the exhibits. My perspective has changed and the dark and mysterious Intramuros that I knew transformed into such a beautiful place.
I entered the city through a time portal and at the other end, it felt like being alive during the Spanish era. The asphalt road became rough as the road distorted into cobble stones while some Calesas zipped by the window of our van. Some Houses suddenly aged and I found myself standing on the road between Casa Manila and the San Agustin Church. I started my Intramuos experience by entering Casa Manila. Granite stones adorned the ground and a simple yet magnificent fountain stood in the middle of the courtyard. I felt myself quiver in astonishment after admiring the architecture all around. It was absolutely marvelous the way they were able to preserve the furniture and its arrangement inside the house. After taking a stroll through its halls and different activity areas I began to have a clearer picture of how life was back then. A Clacking of Horse shoes echoed across the narrow streets while some elite Filipinos partied and enjoyed themselves talking with other guests in the Sala. Bathrooms consisted of tubs and an arm chair with a hole on its seat. People dined with servants flapping these huge cloths of some sort to drive away flies although this wasn’t probably the way everyone else dined during that time period as this was a house that belonged to a rich family. Anyway, it gave me a clearer picture of how a typical Filipino house might have looked like during the Spanish period. Next stop was the San Agustin Museum. It was mainly a church but it also housed a lot of other things like artworks, religious images, a garden, tombs and various rooms for the Augustinians. The Agustin museum made me imagine a community wherein Christianity had a lot of influence. A lot of things in there were grand. At first look, everything seemed majestic from the high ceilings to the huge halls that dwarfed anyone who attempted to pass within them. The whole church was a masterpiece even though our frivolous tour guide pointed out to us the deceiving yet cheap-looking 3D patterns painted on the walls. Its huge double doors seemed to tell the church-going folk that they, the Augustinians, were really serious about their activities. But after going there, I began to wonder why they didn’t make anymore fastidious looking churches in our time today. There are some nice ones like the church of the Gesu just inside our school but I was thinking of a more majestic kind, like the Agustin church that seemed to have a renaissance flavor. I also felt it was an interesting thing to experience what it would be like if I was a Christian during those times.
The last one I visited was Fort Santiago. Just as some people who go there, I got this feeling that somewhere from the corner of my eye I would see a real Spanish soldier or a real Filipino freedom fighter still detained in one of the dungeons. Sadly, the dungeons were closed for renovation when I got there however I still had this feeling of being in the past. The huge thick walls that surrounded Fort Santiago had this effect that it was still war-time. I tried to picture Spanish guards marching around and guarding the perimeter near the Pasig river. The bronze metal statues of them that were scattered all around contributed to the realism in a way.
By simply looking at everything in Intramuros, an average tourist might be able to get an idea of how life was back then but it wouldn’t be the same if you knew or studied the history of the Philippines during the colonial times. Everything I’ve read and known seems to fall in place when I go to these historical places. Reading all about an event or a place isn’t the same as being there or being able to touch it. Blanks were filled in my head. Going to Intramuros didn’t confuse me or aggravate me in any way. It brightened up what I already knew and turned it into something I really appreciated.

Who am I talking to?

2007-03-24T17:23:00.000+08:00

Ayoko na magblog.

harmonize

2007-02-16T20:11:00.000+08:00

I've something to say but it's better if I keep it to myself.

valentine's day

2007-02-14T22:45:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, I was having a boring conversation with my friend Mr. Lemon about Valentine's day. He was telling me about how he doesn't feel anything special when ever that day comes. I could've agreed with him on that but something came out of me, something that also caught me by surprise. A short excerpt from our lovely conversation:

Pauwi na, galing sa school.
Mr. Lemon: Parang wala naman akong nararamdaman pag valentine's day eh; prang wala lang.
Me: haha. oo nga..
Mr. Lemon: I mean, there's nothing special. It's just like any other day.
Me: Hmmm.. Hindi ah. Parang may mafifeel ka rin naman.. yung kapag patapos na yung valetine's day tapos alam mong wala kang ginawa. Dun mo yata mafifeel e. *laugh laugh laugh*
Mr. Lemon: Ang emo nun pare.
Me: Ah. Sori sori.
Mr. Lemon: Patawa pa yung pagkasabi mo. o_o
Me: . . .

Guess what, I lost my file case again. I also lost her last year and it was around the same month. February. I think it was also near Valentine's day when I lost it. By a weird twist of fate, someone from another school returned it to me, someone I didn't know.

And now, I've lost her again.
I'll look for you again tomorrow.

Happy valentine's day.

maladjusted

2007-02-12T22:45:00.000+08:00

this blog is under an identity crisis

freedom of rant

2007-02-12T21:25:00.000+08:00

Most of you would know that a great number of people are trying to tell their own stories using the world wide web. Infrastructures have been changing, miniaturization is wide spread and digitalization has connected different kinds of media and cultures. We are entering a new age of information technology and the world is shrinking..blah blah blah.. etc^%&@+_~

I would love to go on explaining every single communication theory I know because this could serve as my review for my long test tomorrow, but I wouldn't want to bore readers and bloghoppers (if any) including myself.

I, being lucky enough to be born during the information age, get to use the internet to post videos, news, journals, music and other stuff for my own satisfaction; but there is nothing that annoys me more than people ranting about a video that someone has posted. Yes, the buffoons of youtube.

Honestly, it doesn't make sense. A helpful comment is acceptable, but being such an insensitive fool who comments and tries to put down the people who made the video or the people in it, isn't. Why make such an effort to cuss the world and everyone in it just because the video you watched didn't meet your standards? Who clicked the link anyway?! Youtube isn't the only place where you'd get to encounter these idiots but on almost every site where anyone can post their own comments and ideas.

I think it's the fault of these stupid American-Asians who've nothing to do but get lost in pop-culture. Forgive me for the racist remark but that's what enters my mind whenever I see these snide remarks on the internet. They're the type of people who sit all day in front of the computer, join different chat rooms, use all kinds of chat jargon and post their useless brain-washed opinions on these useless forums.
As they all say, it's really the end of professionalism.
Die devils of Satan.

what if

2007-02-10T22:06:00.000+08:00

What if

What if, what if, what if...

a brief history of everything

2007-02-09T23:17:00.000+08:00

Friday.guitar.Jollibee.starwars.Histo essay.happy bday emz.icecream.cielos.theo meeting.
how do you feel about the group. shots.smoke in my eyes.cry. new girlfriend.pananalita sa wikang Filipino.fergilicious.fried chicken.PBA.Play.silence.Abra.laugh trip.orgy.drive.toothbrush.tired.
sleep.

good night

upstart

2007-02-04T21:33:00.000+08:00

just keep on guessing!

opium fumes

2007-02-04T10:15:00.000+08:00

Last week I was thinking about how
religion keeps an individual sane. It's a very atheist approach. Ever since I started theology, I seem to be asking the "wrong questions". I occasionally have these atheist attacks after Mother Yecles' sermons.
Our book describes two ways of asking questions regarding Christian faith; there are the "wrong questions" and the "right questions". Can I just point out that that was the dumbest thing I've ever read from a religion book. It describes the wrong ones as those questions which seek to destroy the faith, alternatively, the right questions are described as those that seek to enrich our faith.
People don't think about what kind of questions they should ask when they want to know something better.

You see, being alone will eventually drive a person crazy. What better thought to keep them happy?
It's believing that someone out there created them who continues to recognize their existence that would keep them in one piece.
When someone stops believing, that's when tragedy comes in. People are finding excuses and things to hold on to when they're in deep shit.
Sorry for the very Karl Marxish viewpoint. Our book makes me ponder on such things.
Remembering my high school days.. It's not the first time.

they pod

2007-01-31T23:23:00.000+08:00

I'm walking along the school corridors and the common things I see are students of course, rushing to their classes or just walking like the they've got all the time in the world. Some are ranting about their school paper while some are gossiping about some poor clueless blockmate who have this habit of two-timing someone who's got a reputation of being somebody. The smoking gardens are always busy, Harajuku girls are multiplying, the Sec field's grass is dying and the cafeteria's a market place. It's a busy day everyday and I've got used to the routine riot but still, one thing remains. It's those white headphones I see hanging on someone else's shirt, top, bag, hair.. etc.

Those white headphones are symbols. A symbol of what? No, it's not the ipod-duh. It's a symbol of being one with the masses; it's a way of riding the waves. The white contraptions are an excellent way of going with the flow. Don't get me wrong though, I've nothing against the devices. In fact, if had the money, I might consider buying myself an ipod video.
Who wouldn't want it anyway? You're probably thinking it's those non-conformist types who would just shove it away even if they had the money to pay for it. Who are these people??

Me? No, I don't have the funds. I'll definitely classify myself under the category of "The financially-disabled, non-conformist". What a stupid excuse of not going against the flow. (if you would consider that as an excuse)

You see, it all comes down to one ultimate test of conformity. If you had all the money in the world, would you buy something you know that almost everyone has? The uniqueness would be gone and it's all up to you if you're really that happy.

To tell you the truth, I find the whole topic of conformity pointless. People are different from each other. Some are glad when they're unique, some are glad when they're just like everyone else while some just don't seem to give a fuck. It's a stupid topic, there are many factors like money, the family, friends and religion. If ever I had to make a thesis or a paper on conformity I'd just give up just as Mr S. from the movie The School of Rock said.

To end, I would like to point out that I still consider the ipod as an amazing device and I'm not a conformist or someone who just wants to be different from the crowd. I'm just sore at the fact that I can't seem to put songs properly on my father's ipod.

him5

2007-01-31T19:49:00.000+08:00

tinatamad na ako umuwi.

yeah

2007-01-27T10:43:00.000+08:00

The current situation's fine, why change it?

shi huang ti hu jintao wen jiabao

2007-01-25T23:08:00.000+08:00

And at last, the posting system has worked. It's been days since I started struggling to load this page. The things I was planning on letting out have subsided I guess, and now, I've nothing really important to report except the fact that I've just finished the "punchlines" for my history report tomorrow. If things don't work out, at least my partner and I put a smile on the audience's faces. It's going to be corny and I'm sure of it. One of the worst things that you can encounter when making an audience laugh is when the punchline isn't there yet, and they're already laughing their hearts out. It's an akward feeling but still satisfying enough. You then ask yourself, "Do I still have to say it or will it ruin the moment?"

NSTP. Now that's one of the things I was planning on writing about last week. There were no real activities for the last two weeks of January and honestly, do we need that much formation sessions? It's the same Banana everytime. Banana.

I saw Steve Irwin yesterday and he was chasing this snake which was the second most venomous snake in the world according to him. Naturally, I got a a bit tense. And then I remebered, he's dead. The tension was gone and I switched it back to Conan o'Brien.

square one

2007-01-14T19:34:00.000+08:00

Take things one step at a time. I love that phrase. After hearing it, I get this feeling that I have more time than usual.
One. Step. At. a. Time.
okay.
One.

why

2007-01-14T18:49:00.000+08:00

"Now how the fuck should i know?"

-Erin, Primal Fear

politik

2007-01-14T18:25:00.000+08:00

CNN's Talk Asia was showing during lunch time and it attracted my attention because it had former first lady Imelda Marcos being interviewed. Why should anyone bother to interview Imelda Marcos? Anyway, the interview covered topics such as current poverty in the Philippines, her political life, her shoes and beauty. Yes, Beauty. That's what really annoyed me. She spoke in a profound kind of way that's so pathetic. She came up with her own sayings which didn't even make sense just a bit. Some of her replies: (not exact words)

On poverty:
IM: NO! There's no poverty at all in the Philippines. It's all the work of the media.
On beauty:
IM: I live beauty. Everything in life is all about being beautiful. (then talks about how her shoes contribute to her beauty)
On power:
IM: It's like a gun with 1000 bullets, when you fire one shot, then you only have 999 bullets remaining.... ;o (ahhh...)

God, there are so many of them.

Perfect example of a neurological disorder.
What a shit. She makes me want to become an activist.

listen

2007-01-11T09:30:00.000+08:00

tnx emz. tnx osang.
Even small talk can go a long way.
~~

Let us all pray for Jesus "Dizzy" Ventura. Kung namatay siya lalong magiging legend ang eheads. Hindi naman sa ayoko sila maging legendary band..si ely kasi yun e ;o

stabilize

2007-01-04T01:35:00.000+08:00

I'll start promoting Advil from now on.

Best pill ever.

Salvage

2007-01-03T20:41:00.000+08:00

I now have my first headache of the year. Great. Just when I've got loads of stuff to do, I get this sick dizzying feeling. I think it's the consequence of reading a whole tagalog novel in two straight days. That's what I did the past few days and now I'm finished (me, not the novel). I'm typing from the comforts of my bed that's why I still have this small strength to tell you this.

My brother just reminded me of the dream I had last October. Thank God, my paper is saved.

~

Recently, I've been trying hard not to complain to anyone.

psychoanalyze

2007-01-01T18:41:00.000+08:00

7-11 has an advertisement on how to learn psychokinesis. It had the words, "YOU CAN DO IT!" complete with the contact details of some person. I got the number just in case it might come useful. It could be a new year's resolution I guess but I don't really make new year resolutions. They don't work out anyway. Real resolutions happen when a new school year starts. I'd consider that the best time to make a resolution of some sort.
2006 was a quick year, no point in talking about the best and the worst.
It's as if I wasn't really aware it was 2006. Things just happened and there's just no connection between some events and the number 2006. I'll try following the Chinese calendar to see if things make more sense.

I'm up to the neck with school work. After enjoying (take note: enjoying NOT procrastinating during) the holidays I end up today with an old tagalog novel and a paper about my dream. About the novel, I realized the photocopied pages had a few parts missing. I stopped reading when I reached this huge gap between page 68-91 I think. On the other hand, the recent dreams I had are forever lost in my temporal lobe. Stiiir time.

I've been watching more Conan O'Brien recently. His humor's just OTT.

trip

2006-12-28T22:25:00.000+08:00

What happened to wholesome?

I've grown tired of the usual get togethers. There are a lot of other things to be happy about. We can still laugh and smile without having to waste ourselves.
Anyone?

Anong trip mo?

lost in thought

2006-12-24T15:13:00.000+08:00

Getting stuck in the future. It seems like a time paradox of some sort. The past can be a burden but getting too preoccupied by events that haven't happened yet is my dilemma. One has something to do with saying good bye while the other is about the unexpected.

But then again, I can't wait. ;D

mongols

2006-12-19T22:18:00.000+08:00

This is the 50th post and so I guess now's the time to celebrate this golden moment.
Hurray.. clap clap clap. Now, a cheesy post to commemorate this glorious event.

I'm in the middle of a study break right now and soon I will force myself again into the world of the Mughals. I've still got one day and a longtest to go and it's officially ho ho ho for me. I got my starbucks planner yesterday and I love the smell of it. It doesn't smell like a latte or a peppermint drink but the leather cover smells good. I'm not too sure if it's real leather though.
Yes, yes, at first you would think that it's such a waste of money but you're not really considering the implicit benefits. It's the whole experience of being with friends and knowing that you're all buying drinks that kill everyone's allowance for the day. It's also about getting together and making fun of starbucks' "cool" people. It's about talking loudly and letting the people know what you're talking about (just like all of them). And lastly, it's about giving the barista a dubious name and while still maintaining a straight face.

Back to chapter 5: the rise and fall of the mughal empire

kepu'unpu'un

2006-12-17T17:31:00.000+08:00

I'm been listening to seems so bright for awhile now. I find their music perfect for my mood lately. I still haven't bought anything for anyone right now and it looks like I'll be cramming for christmas. I'm not really the gift-giving type of person but I'm feeling a bit generous this season. We'll see. Maybe if someone gave me an early christmas gift I'd go out and buy stuff for people right away. The guilty feeling would be the one who'd provoke me.

I want a bass guitar.. ;o

~~

Cheesy events always remind me of the Citibank "priceless" commercials.
They make me all fidgety. . . indefinitely.
waaa.. XD

nerves of still

2006-12-12T19:04:00.000+08:00

Just got home. Dodged all the mmda officers. I wasn't too keen on waiting until 7pm because of the coding scheme. I didn't care anymore if they caught me. I'd just show them my tired looking face and hope they'd understand. I'm listening to John Mayer's Continuum right now, not that I'm waiting for the world to change, but actually waiting for dinner to be ready. I feel I have this need to just cool off and relax. Yes. Just chill. Maybe a nganga would do but I'm not a fan of taboco products. Typing those papers the past few days has really softened my right brain. I think it's even lighter now, being in a sort of a leaning position right now.

I remembered a quote I discovered back in high school.

Happiness is like a butterfly: the more you chase it, the more it will elude you. But if you turn your attention to other things, it will come and sit softly on your shoulder.
-Thoreau

wish some things acted like butterflies..

lost glow

2006-12-09T18:16:00.000+08:00

shhh.. quiet.
a face stares behind the parallels
Smile and leave
on scribbles and erassures
they won't need fanning
soon I'll remember
soon we'll be surprised
You don't have to tell them everything.

shhh.. Quiet.

over unannounced

2006-12-02T18:42:00.000+08:00

I can't stand anonymous people.
Vague? Of course.
Just like them.
To hell with the bastards because they make me think.

Lets just have fun and nothing else.

cosmic man

2006-11-30T09:25:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, during history class, we got to read this Indian newspaper that Isa Papaya was passing around. It had this part called "Matrimonials" where there were hundreds of marriage proposals. The words "beautiful", "handsome", and "cultured" were so heavily used. It was just plain wacky, and I thought I could come up with something profound after reading all that. I was planning on connecting it with the Indians I see on the streets riding their scooters and a girl named ut********i, but never mind.
Let's not even go there.
What's important is that I'm now rooting for the untouchables.

there's the rub

2006-11-30T08:59:00.000+08:00

"Don't assume."
If there's one thing I've learned in high school math, it would be that infamous line. Assuming too much not only gives you a lower grade,
it shatters your heart.

exactly

2006-11-14T21:09:00.000+08:00

It's strange how the people you rarely speak to
would be the ones who'd really cheer you up,
while those who you're with most of the time never understand you.

biblical

2006-11-11T22:06:00.000+08:00

Second sem's almost a day away and honestly, I've been aniticipating it. All those stale days at home watching tv, eating and sleeping made me miss school again and we could go on and on about how I didn't expect that thing whould eventually happen. It's the same story everytime, although I'm very much regretting the fact that I didn't get to buy FF12 during the break so I could at least had something to do during one of those dreary days.
Bragging at my brother about how long my sembreak is has become tiresome. Apparently, he noticed that all I do is bum around.

kelan ba pasukan niyo?

ewan ko, mga two months pa ata..

anong klase yun??!

ganun talaga pag college, mahaba ang sembreak.
pati minsan six months pa ang blah blah blah..
tapos ang summer namin..
(haaay..)

***

I recently found out that the Subaru Impreza model before had a button inside the car that injected cold water into the intercooler to increase the density of the fuel air mixture which in turn increases boost.

Do you neeeed a button that injects cold water into the intercooler to increase the density of the fuel air mixture which in turn increases the boost?
-j. clarkson

Lol!!

Yes, I'm a freak.

panic at the bedroom

2006-11-06T20:33:00.000+08:00

The panic attack I had a while ago wasn't really worth it. I woke up at exactly 3 am and I couldn't sleep for I could only see my report card when I closed my eyes. It was the torture of expecting something that I really didn't want to happen.

How can I be ready for something that I don't want to be ready enough? On the other hand, I got to watch an episode of Kenan and Kel which I thought was already taken off the air. I missed that show, it reminded me of grade 6.

After watching it, I turned off the tv and all sadness settled in. All alone again in the room, floating in darkness. The small night light seem to have no effect whatsoever.
I even had this short seizure when I tried to imagine what would happen if I failed pe.

The things I think about at 3 am.

----

november post

2006-11-01T22:18:00.000+08:00

Sana totoo yung sinabi niya. >.<

K

2006-11-01T21:18:00.000+08:00

Makikigaya na lang muna ako sa ibang tao. Minsan lang ako matawa talaga sa mga text jokes pero yung mga text jokes naman na tinatawanan ko hindi bumebenta sa iba. -_-
Isang halimbawa yung guy pati yung girl na naguusap sa fone. Parang ganito ata yun e..

A boy called up his girlfriend to come over at his house..

guy: ei, nobody's at home. Wanna come here?

girl: sure. ;D

When the girl went to the guy's house..

there was nobody home :o

Malamang ako lang yata talaga yung tumawa na parang "hahaha" talaga yung tunog nung nabasa ko yun dito sa bahay. Yung iba kasing joke ang sarap replayan ng all caps na "wehh" pero ayun, buti nga tinetext ka ng tao e.. kahit sinusulit lang niya yung unlimited txt. Yng nxt msg sa baba, hindi naman ako natuwa ng todo pero gus2 ko iforward sa ibng mga tao kung hndi lang sha 3 msgs in one.

kinds of texters:
ONCALL: 24/7 mo man itxt, magrrpely agad
VAMPIRE: 8PM onwrds magttxt hanggang sa makatulog ka na
ONEWAY: puro forward ng kowts. kapag tnxt mo naman walang reply
KOWTSERO: "penge kowts. linya nia!"
USISERO: laging tinatanong anu gwa m? o wat gwa mu?
PACUTE: using po and opo
D INVISIBLE: daldal sa txt pero sa personal hndi mo makausap
PARASITE: magtxt lang kung may kailangan
VIP: ubod ng tagal mag reply
DEDMA: dami mong tnxt "k" lang reply

Wala lng, ang sipag naman ng taong gmagwa nyan.

Sa huli, babalik lang tau sa aking kapraningan. May isa kasi akong "theory" 2ngkol sa mga fwrded msgs na yan. Sa totoo lang, may kilala ka bang mga tao na nagttype tlga ng mga jokes at quotes na gawa nila sa celfone at fnoforward sa iba? Wala diba. Kung meron man, ayus yun. apir. Tingin ko kasi kagagawan yan ng mga telecom groups gaya ng globe, smart, sun, at talk and txt. May mga employees cla na taga "forward" ng mga gawa nilang jokes, quotes, grafix, kabastusan at kung ano pa man para magtxt mga tao. malamang yung mga msgs na na yun gnawa lang ng isang taong heart-broken, sira-ulo, bastos, tigang, pacute o ano pa man, na nagttrbaho para sa telecom group na yun.
may sense naman eh. isang paraan para magtxt ang mga tao sa isa't isa. whooo ayoko na.

life, music and boredom

2006-10-26T17:46:00.000+08:00

I don't want to be a frustrated person. For example, I haven't been making progress with my frustrated musical life. When I say that I have a musical life doesn't mean that I'm confident with any musical skills. I don't even think of myself as a musician or someone who's musically inclined. I would like to be and I try to be sometimes, but most of the time, I end up being frustrated. It's a lifestyle that I can't hold on to in the long run. The artist's lifestyle.. I dream of it sometimes. Everyday I would write on tissue napkins a song that would move a lot of people or simply look cool. Wait.. pshh haha. Vanity ruins. How can I not be frustrated when I'm in a management course? Where do I get to express myself? Maybe I graph mathematical equations in abstract ways-- a possible reason why I get low marks in math.

Any chances of the artist in me to bloom was killed when I chose not to go to ust. The course I had in ust was more promising to me in terms of enjoyment but logic came first. The other school seemed to have more job opportunities.

But I'm happy now. Forget about everything I said about being frustrated in life. I'm happy now and that's what's important. If I don't grow up to be the person I want to become then I'm the one who's at fault. If i really wanted to become that person, I should be starting right now. Those people who say they've made the wrong decisions in life lie. Maybe they did but there a lot of chances to correct them. I know that artist that I was dreaming about hasn't been killed yet. yey. labo.

There are reasons why I'm staying at this school, in my course and doing the things I'm doing. I can't name them all but there's one word which can temporarily describe the feeling I have--Bahala na. It may sound stupid and wreckless at first, but i think every person who uses that word really have their own meaning for it.

The truth is I'm bored that's why I made it longer that it was supposed to be.
The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy fat dog.

black magic

2006-10-22T21:38:00.000+08:00

The three days were nothing but fantastic. If I was to pick a scene during that trip that could sum it all up, it would be the scene where some of us were hunting shooting stars while coldplay's clocks was playing.. a bit cheesy but completely stellar nonetheless.. tenenenenenen..nenenen..

stamp

2006-10-19T09:17:00.000+08:00

Break!
I don't believe in jinxes but there are times when I do.
Right now I don't but later I probably would.
To be safe, let's not jinx anything today.
It's just funny how people believe in such things--knocking on wood or
looking like they just got hurt. Anyway, I think I'm going to have a go at it.

I won't die within three days. (don't knock on anything please)

wreckage

2006-10-07T11:43:00.000+08:00

I've been dragging myself on almost everything for the past few days. They all say that the last stretch is where you have to give your all.
It's true, but sometimes I finish in a catastrophe. There's this dark cloud of grey smoke and the smell of burning rubber. Maintaining high revs towards the end just increases engine temperature. The chequered flag's just around the corner but my tires are already worn out. The transmission is failing with the clutch constantly slipping.

I can't access the higher gears
without slowing down.
As usual, the mind's willing but the flesh is weak.

I'm one lap down and I'm leaving behind a trail of oil.
vroooom!

crikey

2006-10-03T22:33:00.000+08:00

I talked to our dog. Too bad I couldn't remember the sound of her voice. Yes, that's what I dreamt last night. It was so dumb, I didn't even realize the impossibility of it-- starting the whole conversation and all. It all started in Steve Irwin's zoo wherever that is. I know there's one.. Anyway, our dog went swimming with a couple of crocodiles in their make shift swamp when suddenly, these two crocodiles clamp their jaws on our poor dog and chewed on him for several minutes. I just watched the murder from the shore. After chewing on him the crocs let him go and I quickly went to our dog and asked him if she was okay O_o. She told me that they were biting him (obviously) and that it hurt a lot. I remember asking her a few more questions before I woke up.

I been wanting to eat lunch at 7-11. I've been planning it for almost a month now but I always end up eating at the mad clown's fast food or somewhere I don't want to. There's this brand of instant noodles I ate at 7-11 before that's really nice and makes me sweat like mad.

roy quote

2006-09-27T22:42:00.000+08:00

"Accounting a day keeps the doctor away" (Dr. Ibarra)

-Roy Lim

Steroids cause hair loss. wala lang.

override

2006-09-25T23:00:00.001+08:00

I was more myself when I was answering the third longtest but that doesn't mean I performed better than last time. It was like I really knew what I was doing. Last time, I was just scribbling numbers and erasing them just to give the checker a hard time. What's more, I wasn't the one who was doing that because it was my other persona of somekind, in a state of auto pilot or something, who took over. I'm just glad this time because I seemed to know what I was doing even though I couldn't get everything. Maybe I'm getting the hang of these three hour stints.

3 weeks. Manual Override, here we go.^^

I'm blissful right now and it's not because of the three weeks. Don't have enough time to organize my thoughts. Too sleepy.. some LSS song lines would satisfy me right now..

Don't let it burn, don't let it fade
I'm sure i'm not being rude
but it's just your attitude
it's tearing me apart
it's ruining everything
and i swore, i swore i would be true

yea boiii

2006-09-20T22:47:00.000+08:00

Writing about something as complicated as love would just give me a headache. I've been avoiding that subject for almost forever. That's a taboo here. I'd rather read other people's opinions rather make my own about it. I think i'll just end up sounding like a noob talking about something he pretends to know. Or worse, I would end up with a set of cliches or some random lines from a song. I think everything that can be said about it has already been said and written but they just vary from the way they're said or written. Some love songs just sound better than others while some poems just sound more romantic than others. What about Stupid love? Salbakuta yun ah. *pukes*

Wednesday Fridays

2006-09-13T18:28:00.000+08:00

"O kay sarap ng mga nakaw na sandali.."

undue laugh

2006-09-12T22:09:00.000+08:00

Binasa kanina ng prof namin yung teacher evaluation results niya sa class. Dapat kasi binasa na lang niya yun sa bahay e. O kaya kung babasahin man niya yun sa harap namin, sana hindi na lang siya magreact o kung ano. Nakakainis yung mga teacher na nilalabas pa sa class yung feedback nila kagaya nung 3rd year ako. Umiyak at nagalit yung teacher namin sa mga comments ng section namin. Kulang na lang sampalin niya kami. Kanina sa Law class:

prof: ...meron kasi ung mga taong nagsasabi na hindi ako punctual. Palagi. Every class may ganun.

student#1: baka nalito lang sa question sir. Napagbaliktad lang yung highest at lowest sa 1-5 na rating.

ibang students: parang grading sytem ng UP! (laugh laugh laugh)

ako: ..

prof: Hindi. May mga masama lang talaga. Yung may mga tinatagong galit.. dba mister Viriña?

ako: huh..

ibang students: (laugh laugh laugh)

Sa totoo lang, kasalanan ko rin yan. Hindi ako natatawa masyado sa mga bagay-bagay sa ibang klase..lalong-lalo na kapag nasa loob ng PURE FOODS HORNEEHGKL ROOM ang klase. N.R. lang talaga ako paminsan pero wala akong galit. May mga times lang na hindi ako natatawa kaagad. Sana kasi hindi isipin na galit ako kung hindi ako tumawa o kumibo sa joke o hirit ng mga tao. Pero para lang sa subject kong ito, kunyari na lang madali akong matawa.

uy may pusa sa labas o.. ahahahaha.

sick theory

2006-09-01T21:09:00.000+08:00

Smiling has become a feat but I was smiling towards the end of this week. I'm talking about positive thinking here and not the smile that the insane joker always does. I normally try to do it when I'm alone walking in school and the heat is just unbearable. It helps a lot but maintaining it is hard. I think it stared out while I was playing counter strike last wednesday. I was in this match and I was with the losing team. It was a frustrating game until one of our oppenents started hiding inside the deatchmatch tower. He did it every round and it stared to bug us because we had to enter that stupid dark tower to kill him and we would just get shot without even knowing where he was exactly. Suprisingly, one of our teammates who I didn't know had this brilliant idea to push the crates towards the tower to block it's entrance. He was pushing every single crate there was in the map towards the tower and I found it real funny because the other guy ended up stuck. Who would ever think it was that funny.. Anyway, I really laughed hard that time. After that round, I went back to school for my next class while thinking about that crazy guy pushing those crates.. and after a long time, I was smiling by myself.

My sickness have worsened and I have developed this theory called "the long and tiring back and foutrthhh recovery theory". It sounds like some physics related theory but it's simply about the sore throat I had. And I forgot how to spell fourthh. The theory states that it takes a long time for a person to recover from a particular sickness when he or she is doing the normal routines in life.

eaejfrh wjklh,. ayoko na iexplain sa walang kwentang physics style. bsta ganito.. dahil may sakit ako, nahawa yung ibang tao sa akin (sa skul kunyari). E ngayon na malapit na ako gumaling.. nahawa naman ako sa ibang tao na nahawa yata sa akin kasi nakikita ko rin sila araw-araw. Malamang mas late yung recovery nila kasi nagkasakit sila pagkatapos ko. Eh di yun. Magkakasakit ako ulit. Para siyang cycle.. hanggang umabot sa point na lahat ng may sakit sa ay nasa bahay at nagpapahinga, dun magsstop yung pagkalat ng virus sa society.

entry # 128798

2006-08-26T16:18:00.000+08:00

I'm having the worst sore throat ever. I can't speak clearly when I'm in normal speaking mode and if I try to shout, it just becomes worse. The best is to shut up. I'll just go and listen to conversations while nodding occasionally as if I'm talking.

I also found out recently that there are sugar-free Strepsils.

Elasticity is very high indeed.

Law midterms weren't that hard. I was expecting the problems to be like the ones we did in class.. or maybe it was just the time given to us that made it easier. I was able to read the whole problem and not just a glimpse of it like the quiz questions where there's a blur and then the next slide comes up.

fantasize

2006-08-20T12:33:00.000+08:00

I've just erased something I wrote. It was already a bit lengthy but as I began feeling the satisfaction from venting it out I deleted it. If there's one flaw in this blog there's no consistency principle.

Anyway, I'm bored. I think I've watched every episode of BBC's Top gear available in YouTube. After watching all of it I've decided what five cars I would buy today if I was already 40 and fat with no family to take care of.

1. Mclaren Mercedes SLR
2. Ferrari Enzo
3. Bugatti Veyron
4. Subaru WRX
5. Honda NSX type S

without beauty

2006-08-15T23:11:00.000+08:00

Can you say accrued? Accounting was a nightmare as usual. I had this looong hangover last night until this morning. I spent the whole night watching SAW. Ofcourse I needed something brutal after that grueling test. I think it was edited for tv though.. too bad. When I woke up this morning I watched The beautician and the beast until it ended at 11:30am. I was late for my 12:00pm Japanese class.

***

AMP has a lot of music geniuses and some real geniuses. The following messages just came from the amp yahoo groups. I would like to thank miss Joyce Tan for sharing this magnificent piece of conversation.

girl: omg! my hot pink stamp pad!!!!! ppl, i DO MIND that my pink stamp pad is missing. i left that with all the HR people during Rites because i know that you will not lose it. now WHERE THE FUCK IS MY PINK STAMP PAD?! not only that. did you ppl keep it pink? i also happen to be missing my silver marker.

well?!

grotesquely pissed as fuck.
(Kat)

reply (no name): You know my mom happened to have a glimpse of your message as i was opening it in my email, and she asked me if this is what's being taught in school.

Do you mind if I ask you that?

girl: you can tell your mom for me no, that is not what is being taught in school. thank you very much.

reply (no name): cool. so can you practice what is being taught in school then? Cuz... I hope you don't mind, but i find it kinda uncivilized to cuss when you're asking people for help, and when you're invading their e-adds.

before i sleep

2006-08-13T00:14:00.000+08:00

I don't know what's gotten into our profs. Am I just poor at time management or the stupid people really don't give a damn how much time we've got. 6-9pm 6-96-96-9 6969696969669696969
so tired..

just swallow the pill that makes me ill..

good night.

cut cut

2006-08-07T18:34:00.000+08:00

Too much stress. Need a haircut..NO wait.. I think I'll count the money left in my wallet first.
Eh kung Iburn ko na kaya yung ibang songs sa pc.. teka lang, hindi ata nakatono yung jitar. Ano nga ba yung chords ng song na yun? Potek, gabi na pala. Oi dInnerrr na..mmm ang bango...
I'm naturally good at this procastination business. God really must have wanted me born during the middle ages or world war 2 but he went out to get a haircut first.

m for mediocre

2006-07-29T17:35:00.001+08:00

What happens when your dad tells you what he thought of M. Night Shyamalan's movies and you've read V for vendeta before going to sleep? A freaky dream. I don't usually post my dreams here for people to see in case someone might know what or who i'm really thinking about when I'm awake but when they're really stupid I do. Anyway, in my dream, that Shyamalan man was going around town and killing people and he also had an unusual way of doing it. By only touching people twice (not emotionally), they died. x_x

soupy

2006-07-22T16:44:00.001+08:00

A long problem

Mr Virina started a small business last June. It was named "kamusta naman company" and it specialzied on hard and extremely frustrating things in life. It was a small business wherein he invested most of his time and patience. He expects to earn a huge profit from this budding business of his but without a decent accountant, this would be quite a feat. Mr Virina knows some basic english and a few basic factoring techniques but these aren't enough for him to maintain the stability of his company. He also doesn't have the financial capability of hiring his own personal accountant.

Last week, it rained while Mr Virina was going home from school. He was worrying about a lot of things like group works, long quizzes and a delayed long test and he was dripping all wet. Because of this, he accidentally rode the wrong jeep on the way home. It was already too late when the young businessman discovered his mistake. The jeep suddenly vanished into oblivion along with the businessman without finishing his financial statements for the accounting period. You, a student who's still studying accounting in college, can still save his financial statements for his very last accounting period. All kinds of receipts have been lost but there are still some factors that we can consider in solving this problem.

Some additional information:

There will be two LAW classes next week which means two 6-9pm classes.
Eco assignment wasn't recorded in the planner.
Japanese prof cancels two quizzes in a row which she plans on making into a profitable long quiz
Saturday classes have started.
One SA group report payable.
Mr Virina just found out that his accounting prof really went to disney land.
He isn't a member of the nearby him5 webtown computer shop which means he loses a lot of money.
One Comm group report payable.

slippery slip

2006-07-20T20:16:00.001+08:00

Sometimes, i can be cruel as hell. I was walking along the flyover near jollibee when I saw two girls who were my former english blockmates. They were still walking towards me when something popped into my mind. The name "Loribeth" suddenly appeared inside my head. I didn't know if it was just a random thought but it was hilarious. Why of all names? It was the huge fat girl from the nickelodeon show "All That". One of my blockmates apparently looked liked her; well maybe according to my unconscious self. I never even had that thought before even during the time when we were still blockmates. It was really funny. It was something like a freudian slip of somekind in the mind. They both smiled and waved as they passed by and I did my best to neutralize my sudden urge to laugh. But then again, maybe it was just lucifer who whispered to my ear.

~~~~

breath

2006-07-08T22:15:00.000+08:00

I'm out of shape. I could've done a better time on our mile run in pe 101. If I did that when I was still in high school, I guess I would've done it under 7 minutes. I think I'm getting fatter by the month. I'll improve my fitness this semester and I'm going to do it without the help of the gym. Exercise and diet, here we go..

oommph

2006-07-03T18:20:00.000+08:00

I kept dozing off in the car while we were going home from Laguna. I spent the whole weekend there because we had this family reunion there. All that heat and boat paddling were beggining to take their toll. We weren't halfway home yet when I saw this accident in one of those nearby provincial towns. I didn't get to see it happen but I saw the sick aftermath. There was a car sidemirror lying in the middle of the road and some broken plastic. The car was parked on the other side of the road while on the opposite side was an overturned motorcycle and a man shaking like hell. He looked like the rider of the motorcycle. The man's shaking really disturbed me.

If you ever watched the power puff girls you'd probably have an idea how he looked like. Whenever blossom and the others beat up one of the goons they'd shake pretty funny while they're knocked out. That's how he looked. It was like an epilepsy attack of somekind. Even more distubing, the people kept a distance from him. There was a crowd but nobody was helping him. Maybe it was the right thing to do or maybe they didn't know what the required procedures were.

Anyway, I didn't feel sleepy anymore during the trip back to manila. I wore my seatbelt and kept imagining how our car would crash that day. >.<

no drama

2006-06-23T14:35:00.000+08:00

After my first week of school, I think I already have a pretty good idea of what is to come. These are some initial thoughts going on in my mind lately..

ACC: Rushing everything for a long vacation in hk disneyland isn't worth it.
COM: Understanding is much more important than memorization. Yeap. ;D
ECO: If you assume I know you, I'll kill you.
JAP: A foreign lang class with a major in "ordering japanese food".
LAW: Three hours of pure terror mixed with a mind-boggling, nerve-racking, spine-tinggling, edge of your seat drama.
PE101: ". . . so lonely inside, so busy out there"
SA: Smiling is the best policy.
NSTP: Lupang pangako sounds promising.

tension

2006-06-15T10:31:00.000+08:00

Nanaginip ako kanina. Ang aga ko nagising kasi hindi na ako makatulog pagkatapos. Kasama ko yung dad ko sa isang sulok ng mataas na blue building tapos meron kaming "free" tickets para sa isang malaking birthday party ng kaibigan ko. Hindi ko na maalala kung sino siya e.. pero parang debut na ewan. May isa rin akong babaeng kaibigan na kasama namin ng dad ko. Mejo malabo rin yung identity niya e.
Suddenly, out of nowhere,... lumabas yung block xx ng bs health science. Tapos gusto daw nila gumawa ng sarili nilang party para sa bday celebrant. Gusto pa daw nila gumastos talaga ng mahal. Ang dami nilang pinaplano na maganda pero sobrang mahal naman. E naiinis na ako sa kanila (ewan ko, basta nainis lang ako bigla O_o), kaya sinabi ko wag na. Hindi ito yung typical na inis ah. Ito yung papatay ka na ng tao na inis. Yung dad ko naman nakisali naman sa kanila pati yung kasama namin na kaibigan ko, na hindi ko nga maalala kung sino. Hindi na sila pupunta sa original party ng bday celebrant at hindi na nila gagamitin yung "free" tickets.
wtf tlga. NAiinis yata ako kasi sobrang mahal ng gagawin nila tapos meron namang sariling party talaga yung may berdei.

PS: Wala akong galit sa block xx sa totoong buhay. Mahal ko silang lahat :)

triassic

2006-06-13T16:28:00.000+08:00

Stupid Red Horse. That crazy-ass horse almost got me. After our saturday gig, some of us decided to pass by the meatshop. Ervin, emz , dom and I planned to have at least one bottle before we went home because we left Malate(layo amf) a bit early. Ofcourse it was impossible to go there and have only one. I ended up drinking one and a half(nakihati na lang). I started feeling a little light-headed. I only noticed that one of the bottles in front of me had the "smiling horse" when we were about to leave. Sus.. Magddrive pa ako pauwi. I think I remember singing some nsync songs aloud while driving home.

I've been downloading some classical music lately and some musical scores. My recent favorite is the theme from Jurassic Park by john williams. The score is so powerful, I can imagine a huge herd of Brachiosaurus walking across a huge field. I was addicted to dinosaurs when I was younger. I think I had more than a dozen of those thick dinosaur books.

sex na

2006-06-05T17:38:00.000+08:00

Meron akong isang malabong babae sa ym contacts ko. Hindi ko siya kilala at hindi rin niya ako kilala (ata). In-add na lang ako nito basta a few years ago. Nagpakilala siya dati pero nakalimutan ko na mga pinagusapan namin. Parang gusto lang raw ata niya makipag "friends". Pakiramdam ko isa lang siya sa mga kaibigan kong nanggagago pero ewan ko ba. Hindi ko naman siya binura sa list ko kasi baka nga naman gusto lang nito makipagkaibigan at wala namang masamang binabalak ;p

Kinakausap niya ako dati paminsan-minsan pero hindi ko siya madalas pinapansin dahil nga sa tingin ko may nanggugudtime lang talaga. Halos dalawang taon na ata yung huling usapan naming matino. Pagkatapos nun, hindi ata siya nagpakita sa ym ko ng halos isang taon. Pero ngayon, nandito nanaman siya. Minessage niya ako kanina tas nakiride ako sa mga kagaguhan niya.

blackmage: wanna have sex?
blackmage: waaa.. wrong sent. sorry
miguel: :))
blackmage: sorry hah
miguel: ayus lng
miguel: cno ba kausap mo
blackmage: ex BF ko.. as in BF ko 2years ago
miguel: ah.. cge gudluk n lng sa inyo
blackmage: y? gusto mo makiJoin?
blackmage: ilang taon ka na nga pala?
miguel: 19..
miguel: cge kung pde..
blackmage: aok
miguel: haha
blackmage: :)
miguel: ilang taon ka na b?
blackmage: 18
(blackmage has signed out)

Kung kaibigan man kita, magpakilala ka na sana kasi halos dalwang taong mo na akong ginagago. Kung isa ka ngang babaeng 18 taong gulang.. magragnarok ka na lang. Maraming sex dun.

gateway people

2006-06-01T22:24:00.000+08:00

I went to gateway yesterday with my family. We ate at Burgoo because it was my brother's birthday. While we were ordering, the waiter was rapidly scribbling stuff on the white paper on the table with the crayons. It was my itm prof. Well, I though it was my itm prof. I even tried avoiding eye-contact. I thought he was doing a sideline in Burgoo. He had our itm prof look, complete with the narrow glasses, hairdo and that weird voice.

After we ate, my sister was pointing somebody out from the people near the escalator we were in. It was the cueshe man. It was their other big stupid vocalist with his annoying goatie, longhair and earing. He was with his girlfriend I think. My mom was curious who we were making fun of but I didn't point him out. Baka isipin ni cueshe man may fans siya.

hate post

2006-05-29T11:47:00.000+08:00

I was going thru one of my drawers and I saw some stuff that I couldn't believe I was still keeping. There were some pictures, letters and a few broken plastic toys. It reminded me of one of our Lit poems in school. There was this poem that talked about how love transformed into material things.

Those things I have, had love before but now, they're just plain junk and I'm going to throw them away along with their memories.

away!

On other news, someone's going to get married before this month ends. She's pregnant and twenty and so she has to get married. She's working already so I think there's no big issue there. I didn't get any of those wedding roles and I'm relieved. I didn't want anything to do with their wedding. In fact, I don't even want to go to their special day. I don't like her. That's all. I'm not trying to be mean or anything but that's all I can say. I think I forgot to mention she's my cousin. We still talk when we see each other but it's empty. It's hard to explain. We might have been close before when we were kids, but now, there's just this huge gap between us that I can't even name. If I say it here, I won't publish this post.

On some more pleasant news, I finished reading American Gods by Neil Gaiman the other day.

It was long.

And I think I got used to people asking questions to people who dont give them straight answers.

Todo lakas

2006-05-27T18:48:00.000+08:00

Nahihilo na ako. Ubod ang kabahuan dito, kailangan ko pa isulat. Nag-bora kasi yung kapitbahay namin tapos hindi nila nilabas yung basura para kolektahin ng mga basurero. Iniwan lang nila sa garahe nila tapos yung amoy lumalakas naaaaaaaaaa..ang lakas sobra. Hindi ko naman puede buksan yung aircon parati. Naalala ko yung Tulong Dunong days. Ganitong-ganito yung amoy pagkapasok mo sa public school. Ito na yun e. Parang matamis na malansang isda. x_x

smash

2006-05-23T22:53:00.000+08:00

I went to school the other day because I had to consult something with my prof and I also had to meet a friend of mine which we'll call Mr. Bible. I saw Mr. Bible sitting on a bench near the sec fields. We traded some stuff and tried to catch up on each other's miserable lives. After about half an hour we were talking about how "cool" black people are. At the corner of my eye, I saw one of my classmates in calculus who I'm not really close to, approaching us with a girl i didn't know. I was expecting my former classmate to be the one who would talk to me first but instead she didn't talk to me at all. Instead, her other friend who was a bit nerdy looking was the one who introduced herself. It was one of those stupid surveys again but this one was made for students from my course. They probably realized our course had no future... ;o

While answering the abnormaly long survey I realised that the nerdy looking girl was actually quite cute. I noticed my calcu classmate had already left. The nerdy one had wonderful eyes behind those nerdy emo glasses. She asked me if I had some coursemates nearby. I said I had but they weren't going to be dismissed until three. "Eh kung antayin na lng natin sila lumabas." She then sat behind my bench and gave me this "leave your friend and talk to me" smile. After answering, I gave her the survey then slowly turned my back on her and started talking again to Mr. Bible. I wanted to talk to her alone but if I did that, Mr. Bible might get frustrated. I think she felt it was akward listening to us talk about something she couldn't relate to and so she went back to her other friends across the hall.

Me and Mr. Bible left the sec field benches and went separate ways. I went to the faculty room and the secretary there told me to come back another day because the prof was absent. With nothing else to do, I went back to the bench I was sitting on earlier. The girl was gone, and worse, I forgot how she looked like, except that she had those black glasses. The mysterious survey girl.

If you haven't vomited after reading that there's one thing I'd like to point out. It's something that bothers me when I see a Stress Tabs billboard which you've probably already seen countless times. Their billboards have these "before and after" pictures of people at work. One model looks like she just had the time of her life, while the other one looks like she had turd inside her pants. Basically, the other looks ugly or stressed while the other is supposed to look beautiful. What if... the real model really looked liked the "stressed" version and the visual artists just edited her face to make it livelier and put it as the nice looking one. If that was true, the model probably won't be too proud of her giant poster.

;o

2006-05-20T12:49:00.002+08:00

Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead.
-Ben Franklin. Poor Richard's Almanack

grey

2006-05-20T12:49:00.000+08:00

Just when I think things are turning out the way i want them to, something suddenly comes up. I guess there's always a catch for everything. I can't have too much fun on anything else because there's always something that would ruin it. But it could also be the "Gulong ng palad" case where there are some hard times and there are some good times. Yeah, I should've tried watching the whole season before it ended, maybe it would have helped me feel a lot better. Anyway, I'm easily dissapointed. I invest too much faith on fragile things. I think that's my problem but I'm prone to it.

The rain doesn't facinate me anymore. I liked seeing dark clouds before. They gave me the feeling of impending doom that doesn't really reach me. But things are different now. They're out of line. GOD, I am SO fucked up.

bwahahaha

2006-05-14T10:32:00.000+08:00

Came from Station 168 and of all the clothes i had, i had to wear the one that looked like their stupid uniform. I wore this collared orange shirt and dark colored shorts. They looked at me strangely as I entered the Korean infested shop. I was just waiting for one of the employees to say something corny. After they printed my brochure one of the cashier ladies just couldn't help herself.

168_girl: kailangan niyo po ng resibo?

ako: ah. oo..cge

168_girl: (hands over receipt) Kung kailangan niyo po ng trabaho, dito na lang kayo sa 168.
(points at shirt)

ako: *plastic smayl*

168_girl2:kung kailangan niyo rin ng model sir. ako na lang.

ako: O_O

Apparently, they thought I was working for Bench. The brochure i had were for Bench because it was the company we chose for our group report. It looked like teh real thing. Thanks to ais's powers. Do I really look old enough to be working? Maybe. damn. I'm really getting old. I don't want to be part of those phony people who say they're "twenteen".

"ah.. wala dbale na"

2006-05-06T12:39:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I'm really happy when i'm able to keep my mouth shut.

sus

2006-05-05T11:15:00.000+08:00

"kahit maperfect mo yung final project F ka pa rin"

-noob M.E. prof

push it

2006-04-26T18:48:00.000+08:00

Ayos na rin ang summer class. umaga ang sked tas tapos na ako ng 10:30am. ITM lang naman e. tatlong oras. ayoko na mag advance. hanggang may 10 lang... pero un nga. tatlong oras. prone sa sabaw. iniisip ko na lang na dalawang linggo na lang trash mode ulet buhay ko. konti na lang.

mission accomplished

2006-04-19T10:39:00.000+08:00

Last night, there was a debut in makati. Ctf got to play again. The birthday celebrant was Christina, a friend of emz's cousin. The set was good although there were some minor mistakes but everything seemed ok. We were supposed to have eight songs but it was later cut down to six. I think this saved me from making weird noises on the mic. This was also the first time we got paid. $$$$. This would not have been possible if not for our supreme top-of-the-line management TEAM. (puwede na yan ilagay sa inlay =p).

I also made a dumb mistake last night. I went to the bathroom first before going to the stage. I quickly entered one of the bathroom stalls because i was in hurry. Only when I was about to go out when I realized that this comfort room didn't have any urinals. After my stupid mistake dawned on me, I hurriedly locked the door of my stall and stood on top of the toilet. I heard female voices talking outside my stall. I texted ds and mikee for a safe and quick extraction. After a few minutes I heard them calling "virina" outside the door (Ofcourse it shouldn't be my first name which is jerry). They told me it was safe to go out which I also though so because there weren't any girly voices anymore. I got out of my stall slowly then I saw a girl fixing her hair in front of the sinks. Our eyes met in the mirror. Ftw, I just ran out.

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I quit my other blog. When I saw my archive, I realized I was writing on it for more than a year and a half. Because of this, some people could see what I was thinking even before I met them. I don't want some poeple to read those entries. They might judge me just by reading those stupid things.This is probably the most private entry that i could write. From what i know, no one has any knowledge yet of this site. I could write anything. I could put some real shit here. I could go on writing senseless things that only I could understand but what's teh point of writing them down in a blog if you don't want others to know them. The thrill would be gone. If that would be the case, I could just get a size one and write down some stuff and keep them. Anyway, people would someday stumble upon this place which would eventually destroy its "privateness".

One Fourth

2006-04-15T07:57:00.001+08:00

Kakakuha ko lang ng second term grades. bakit ba ganun ang lit. pero masaya ako sa physics at fil ko kasi na B ko sila. na B ko sila. na B ko sila. kelan ba ako nagkaroon ng ganoon sa science at fil? e di kung kelan last time ko na cla aaralin. goodbye normal subjects. ito na. umpisa na nang "buhay" ko.