chino de vera: mey pasok na kami bukas
kim naranja: "bigyan mo ako ng chicken. gusto ko yung malaki ang puwet at mahaba ang binti."
kim naranja: chino galingan mo sa pagpasok
chino de vera: HINDI SIYA TOTOO! TAYONG DALAWA LANG ANG TOTOO DITO!
chino de vera: salamat
kim naranja: "paglaki ko, gusto kong maging piloto!"
kim naranja: senior ka na
chino de vera: onga eh..
chino de vera: gusto mo mging piloto?
kim naranja: chino.. sinabi yan ni JASON. sa silip
chino de vera: si jason (imperio) nasa silip?
kim naranja: hindi. yung anak nila diana zubiri at polo ravales!
kim naranja: di ba?
chino de vera : ah.. siya
chino de vera: onga pla
kim naranja: nako chino ang mga detalyeng ganyan, di kinakalimutan!
chino de vera: ang naaalala ko lng..
chino de vera: Tess: Sasama ako kahit saan mo ako dalhin
chino de vera: Rico: Eh panu kung dalhin kita sa langit?
kim naranja: eh itong dialogue na ito ang paborito ko talaga
kim naranja: Tess: "Ano pong order nila?"
kim naranja: Rico: "Bigyan mo ako ng chicken. Gusto ko yung malaki ang puwet at mahaba ang binti."
chino de vera: hahaha!
kim naranja: pero seryoso
kim naranja: naiinis ako sa part na yan
chino de vera: haha
chino de vera: nde ka natawa? bkt prang si dana ntwa dun
kim naranja: natatawang naiinis!
kim naranja: ang funny ng mga ACTIONS nila eh
chino de vera: hahaha!

*moments of awkward silence*

kim naranja: nafigure out mo na ba
kim naranja: kung bakit SILIP?
chino de vera: nde pa eh!!
chino de vera: un tlga ung nde ko nagets..
kim naranja: DI BA
kim naranja: ang hirap mehn
chino de vera: hmmm.
chino de vera: bakit kaya..
kim naranja: hindi kaya
kim naranja: dahil
kim naranja: hindi masilip ni tess ang katotohanan through her psychosis
kim naranja: WEH
kim naranja: imbento
chino de vera: baliw lng tlga cya! hahaha
kim naranja: oo nga eh
kim naranja: hmmm
kim naranja: ano pa ba
chino de vera: selosa si tess at mahilig manilip
chino de vera: ang mga probinsyana ay selosa at mahilig sumilip
kim naranja: hmm... may punto ka...
kim naranja: at sa kanyang tuwinang pagsilip
kim naranja: ang inaakala nya
kim naranja: ang nakikita nya
kim naranja: ang katotohanan
chino de vera: tama..
kim naranja: sa wakas, nafigure out natin!
chino de vera: makakatulog na ako ng maaga!
chino de vera: kaya dapat tayong manilip para sa katotohanan!
chino de vera: un ung lesson
kim naranja: SILIPIN lamang ang KATOTOHANAN
kim naranja: wow may moral lesson pala talaga yun
kim naranja: labo natin! haha
kim naranja: OR
kim naranja: huwag maki-apid sa may asawa (weh)
chino de vera: haha pero ito tlga ang lesson..
chino de vera: bulag ang selos
kim naranja: jealousy is blind.
chino de vera: bulag lang si tess sa katotohanan
kim naranja: dahil nga
kim naranja: BALIW siya
kim naranja: psychosis
chino de vera: onga..
chino de vera: kaya dapat wag kng mgiisa sa probinsiya
kim naranja: oo chino
kim naranja: grabe nakakabaliw pala ang matinding pag-iisa
kim naranja: kahit TATLONG ARAW lang
chino de vera: onga e...

the generic generator @ 10:18 PM

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happiness is cool

I just can't seem to brush this effing on-the-high-high-school-girl grin off my face. I've had this one since yesterday. Believe me when I tell you that I've been putting way too much effort to do so, but I guess it's just not much.

Oh boy. Oh booooyyyy.

Here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again.

:D :D :D

It's what you call a TRIPLE BEAM BALANCE. Masyado akong natutuwa, dammit.

the generic generator @ 7:27 PM

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"The Emo Kid Song" a friend just sent totally wrecked my writing mode and I must say that one way or another, it sucked because I had a lot in mind, I had a lot to say and that song just completely mopped me off my then structured notions. Like, stab my heart because I love you. GO TO HELL.

I guess I suppose too much. But those suppositions somehow keep me going.

Good heavens wherever could I purchase a generous heap of GOOD VIBES? Hindi ko naman yata kasi kasalanang ikaw pala ang gusto ko. What the force.

the generic generator @ 5:19 PM

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I kind of anticipated a lot of people to write about how Miss Japan snagged the Miss Universe 2007 crown with her pleasing sunny nature and - well - zeal for dancing but I guess I kind of had less than what I had expected. Almost everybody I know who ACTUALLY spent time keeping track of what was happening (yes, even Greg) over that live satellite feed were in fact going for Miss Korea.

MISS KOREA. I'd never thought I’d like a Korean this much but hey. What the f. (FORCE)

MISS KOREAAAAHH is the bomb. If ever given the chance to become a full-grown man (God knows how) I'd gladly and BOLDLY pursue through my hopes of being able to be hers. Without hesitations. Free of charge.

That just sounded a bit too gay for me to handle. I'm off.

And oh, I just passed by this youtube URL (http://youtube.com/watch?v=gj7xfLZmGsY) while looking for the genuine video for that Daft Punk song being played over at that page and by the gods.

BY. THE. GODS.

Too gay to function. The song was pretty awesome, though.

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rapao umali: im gonna watch na lang sa youtube about the question and answer!!
rapao umali: favorite part ko yun eh!! WORLD PEACE! such another timeless classic
kim naranja: WORLD PEACE! surprisingly walang nag-WORLD PEACE doon!
kim naranja: meron lang na... "i want to be miss universe because i am a happy person and i want to share it to the world..."
rapao umali: its the darn magic word kaya!! WORLD PEACE! its like the abrakadabra of ms.universe noh!! ang loser naman nila!

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dana torio: sabi pa nung reporter..
dana torio: yung mga in demand daw na courses yung, IT, business management, nursing, at EDUCATION
dana torio: tapos yung in demand daw na industries yung engineering, tapos yung mga field ng computers
dana torio: at pag hindi daw isa dun yung courses ng anak mo, para ka na din daw nagtatapon ng pera at nagsasayang ng oras...

the generic generator @ 7:05 PM

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Little things such as this upset me so. I'd have to work on this.

I will NOT assume things for assuming makes an ass out of you and out of me.

BUT.

You're just a real pain in the butt, are you not?

the generic generator @ 9:09 PM

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Like the other inconspicuous days before yesterday that have unknowingly passed, I didn’t leave the house today. I was at Joyce's with Angge yesterday though and man, how I missed those two. We did some things we weren’t actually able to do months ago (like just plainly eating and discussing matters whether of great importance or otherwise) for reasons such as being busy and stuff, and the feeling of being able to do those again with them was actually pretty rejuvenating.

Yesterday also was the very first time I've actually seen Joyce whip up a nice, fresh chocolate cake complete with the sweet icing and all and man, she does bake like a pro. The cake was scrumptious enough to the eyes that I had this delusional feeling that I already had my tummy full of it for a while. Silly, silly thoughts.

The bonding over coke and chips was wonderful, I must say. I don’t think I'd be experiencing this kind of fun for a while... or at least until the fact that we’re all going to be coming to school one by one gradually sinks in. Hmmm. :D

Now that I am at home with nothing to do, I am again kind of getting that weird sober feeling. This situation I am in is pretty condescending and I must say that it is definitely getting...

WHAT. A. SURPRISE.

I saw you and all the thoughts I have set to write down liquefied into some sort of a nonexistent void. I particularly am annoyed with this kind of feeling, and it sadly happens every time. Every effing time. How pathetic.

AND NOW I CAN'T EVEN THINK OF DECENT WORDS TO SIMPLY MANIFEST THE FACT THAT I... dammit!

Kinakabog ako. This feels predominantly off. Pero masaya. :D

the generic generator @ 6:40 PM

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I spend too much time cracking myself up in an attempt to write or even think about the matter well (such is you) but there's just something putting me off. Fear, perhaps. Or quite probably I am just forcing myself in denial.

Well hmmm. Okay. Fear it is. Fear of hurt, I presume. It's all the same. A fresh set of perspective's all I need and I somehow might know how to figure this out.

Who gives a damn, anyway? Yesterday was freaking awesome. And you, my friend, still get me amused. :)

Thank you, Ding and Chin. You both talking me through this loser-ness (wtf) or whatever you might want to call it was all I could have ever asked for. At least I now feel much better (yet surprisingly still wide awake at 12:24 in the morning). Yay!

the generic generator @ 11:56 PM

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I found Juliana Campbell's weblog over the internet through UP's forums and was actually quite taken aback from what I just browsed over. This woman shouldn't have died just yet. Her wonderful, wonderful plans could've wrought this Philippines up better from the dump that it seemingly is. Her thoughts could have consolidated a million more into molding this country for its very own betterment. If only its people had a heart like hers who chose to brave the unknown for the sake of selfless service then by the gods, what a vivid depiction of harmony this place would be.

What I just don’t get is why people choose to lurk in the dark and still themselves oblivious to the mishaps transpiring within their proximity to the real world and, well, even to the real world itself. We cannot all be indifferent for long now, can we?

I'll be reading some more over Peyups. Kahit mukhang medyo sinasayad na yung mga prinsipyo ko sa buhay dito at talagang tadtad ito ng pulitika eh hmmmm. I must say I am somehow enjoying this.

And by the way. Screw you posers for acting all your worldly pain and depression out in your cool adobe-edited pictures which never fail to give me the creeps. I am a firm believer of expressing ones' emotions through art but expressing it this way can NEVER be right. Goes to show that all you're thirsting for's attention. Stick real guns to your heads now, will you? Buwiset.

the generic generator @ 4:27 PM

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WTF IT WAS SUCH A LONG, LONG ENTRY THAT I WAS ABLE TO PRODUCE AND DUE TO SHEER CARELESSNESS I COMPLETELY ERASED IT ALL. DAMNATION!

Whoever thought of placing the backspace key within a very close proximity next to the enter key? Bleargh.

In any case, I may be able to summarize my happiness over with two bullets:

* Last Friday to Sunday's YFC youth camp still gets me feeling giddy all over. This is the very first one my YFC sisters in GX ever organized and the very first one that I ever attended to. Such are the reasons why it will continually have this special, special place in my heart, apart from the given fact that I was just given enough time to be closer to the One who saves. This must be the post-camp feeling, and I hope the fire never runs out. Thank you, Jesus. :)



* Apart from the covenant orientation we'd be having come this Saturday (my word! How fast things go) I still have quite a number of good things to look forward to. I'd be bonding with Ding and Noel in Ateneo and (most probably) UPD. FINALLY! A chance to unwind with two of the people whom I consider my ultimate favorites. Haha. And Gel's upcoming birthday this Monday's not to be missed out too. I hope there wouldn't be "hit and run" cases on this one this time. (Jamie Cullum, in your power, we commend our intentions.)

I guess that's just about it.

And oh, I'm beginning to be WAY TOO APPARENT with the things going on in my mind. And if you ever found out exactly what they are, believe me it'd frighten you much more than you'll ever expect it would.

I just flashed the monitor -- which was then at your page -- one big toothy grin. And I have no idea what just got into me.

Every time I try to say how much you do make me happy, my words fail me. Terribly.

:D

the generic generator @ 11:41 AM

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051107.

I woke up pretty much at an earlier hour than usual today and, for some unknown reason, right away found myself producing a copy of my college class schedule on my laptop. I knew for a fact that yes, I am now very much pumped up to go attend the university, but breezing over one's class schedule for innumerable times given a span of four days' another thing. That one hell of a menace craftily obscured in a cheap bond paper is, sadly, now starting to wear on me. And gods, classes haven’t even started yet. Fackerrr.

Then I remember seeing that and everything just seems to fall into place.

I have to admit that as for now, one of the chief grounds on why I am so ready to get these collegian stuff over and done with (WELL) is to finally get within a 7km radius to where you will be. To where I used to WANT to be. It isn't going to help me in any way but yes, it will indeed make me happier than usual. And besides, Ding's treating me to isaw for one whole f-ing year if ever I drag my butt to scholastic excellence well and make it. Haha.

Okay parang ang supot ng motivation ko :))

I am talking in codes. And I wouldn't be very much surprised if you ever get to crack it.

This still life with the truths that come along with it is appointed to only go so far. You have your own space, your own time, your own life, and so have I. I cannot go against the powers that be just to alter things up and shape them in harmony with my every single whim. It is wholly essential for me to just take things as they are, take things at a time, and simply just take in the fact that the way things now are can never have more. Not that I would want something MORE, but... You get the picture. Figure it out.

Then I remember seeing that and somehow, there was something I felt... which is definitely not much.

the generic generator @ 2:44 PM

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In a few hours' time, I would be leaving with Ding to fix some stuff needed for her to enroll smoothly to Ateneo, and then to probably watch a decent movie along with good food. This may sound a bit gay, but I consider this as a DATE. Oo, date.





And as much as this statement would make me seem overly transparent, I'll state it nonetheless...


What a wonderful, wonderful lad you are.

the generic generator @ 9:50 AM

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the generic generator @ 7:03 PM

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At alam ko ang difference ng Paint sa MS Excel, ano.

... wala lang. Just something I had to let out. :)

For almost one whole week, we have been running so many errands (even those which are definitely out of our concerns) that, even at night, I couldn't find myself not thinking too much about tomorrow before sleeping. Every day's activities are just too much and they are, little by little, starting to wear on me. From the very beginning I didn't want and actually expect THIS, but there's just no use trying to put things into reverse. Anyway, only a day more to go and we'll be off to welcome the warm and happy sunshine back with arms wide open. I love you, sabado! :))

But at the rear view of every sunshine's highly pleasing company loom the dark, heavy rains set forth to, time and time, put fortitudes to test.

I just received a freaking 74 on my accounting subject and, for what it's worth, didn't give a damn about it although I am terribly afraid. I wouldn't want my parents to think that they're sending some ungrateful, filthy boar to school, only for it to waste their cash into sloth and nothingness. I wouldn't want them to think that I suddenly have just had all the what used to be "intelligence" that I once had for some "stupid student club" (which costs me only nothing but my VIGOR, for crying out loud). I wouldn't want them to get that disappointed all over again when they last saw that frigging 70-something mark on my junior card. They're just not used to it, and I really would want them to end up being HAPPY, for once.

She gave me that, and I don't blame her. It all boils down on me. I just hope that she'll adjust it into an 80-something for I am much more commendable of such mark. :(

And one thing's for sure. I'm not ending up being like some kids whose inability to weave through the basic mastery of the English language has put their reputes off the deep end.

"I don't want to swim because I hate swim and I don't have swimsuit."

Sayang ka. :))

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Mejo nakalimutan ko ata yung prinsipyo ko. Patawad.

It got the best of me :(

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Lord God, sana po ay tantanan na ng mga kawalan ng katarungan ng mga makamundong pagnanasa ng mga tao ang pananapak sa kung ano ang nararapat. Lalo na po yung mga katangahan ng nadadala sa.... NAKOW, Lord God. Patawarin na, please.

Pampaputi nga ng kilikili jan, please. Me taong nangangailangan, eh.

the generic generator @ 7:41 PM

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My hands are trembling and my eyes are on fire. This house is crumbling, left brain and left out on the wire. You make me happy and you magnify my better half. You make me certain though all I have today is your photograph. My past is perilous, but each scar I bear sings -- monuments to where I have been and melodies to where I am going.

When will I see you again?

Still-life can only go so far and I need you in front of me, saying my name and saying to me, "I want you the way you are. You, the way you are. "

You make me happy.

the generic generator @ 7:59 PM

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Some people can obviously get pretty pathetic by flaunting their incredibly humongous assets matched up with audacious captions, tags and whatnot. Jusko naman. For one, it wouldn't make your unimposing facades any better. Move on!

For the meantime, this might soothe those irked-up wits out there.

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/Lyrics.cfm?bandID=273587&songID=3379934

Begone, you malevolent charcoal-black nit in the midst of the scarabs!

:))

the generic generator @ 4:49 PM

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Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

It's going to take a damn awful lot to make me change my mind, you nit.

I have bothered to decide, picked the lesser evil and now here I am, standing up for whatever it is that I have preferred.

Please - just PLEASE - quit the crap of taking the piss out of me on a regular basis.

the generic generator @ 6:33 PM

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corporate casual

I'm not the type who usually complains about having a lot of things to be done. In fact, having deadlines have made it easier for me to deal with them lighter than usual. But there's something different with how things have been running on lately, and they have faintly shifted my views. Not that exceptional, but unusual enough to have me baffled and thinking about a lot.

Exactly a week ago, my mother and I have been witnesses to what we people might regard as a heinous crime. From the top view, a man did seem to be just prancing up and about in front of another one of his kind with a jagged rock and a flat timber in hand. But as the moon had reallocated its beam to unearth the lingering secrets of the night, it hit me. Nagpapatayan na pala yung dalawang lalaki sa ibaba.

Right then and there, it all ended not well enough. One was killed. There were a lot of people around when the entire incident leaked out and nobody even paid enough attention to it. They were just there, standing, screaming and gasping at the whole of it. Gods, they were SO NEAR. As shamefully as I could ever put it, they could have done something, but they apparently chose not to.

I guess it was just about time for the man killed to meet his sunshine someplace else. And if ever he's not to land into that sunshiny place... well, he'll just have to wait and see.

Junk as it may seem, but life has never been stable enough for some. Nobody has ever been so sure of the end. While other people think of themselves as born lucky, I consider myself lucky to have even been born. I was luckily given life, a life not meant to be wasted into gratifying myself to the earthly pleasures of our time. I was born to do certain tasks, to make use of the time I have well. But there's just this thing. Procrastinating has been my pedigree ever since and to it, I couldn't agree more.

But by the gods. Going through that man's death over the days has moved me so much that I couldn't wait to make the rest of my tomorrows pretty well. I have to make a move and fast. I have to think that I haven't got much time, and I might as well just make the quality of all my work tops. I don’t mind having a lot of things to be done. What matters is that I MUST do them all, let them be at their best while I still own my time, and everything will all end well.

The engines of demise are fickle. Sit down and think.


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The same thing goes for my grandfather who's currently having health problems of some disturbing sort. The resolve that my family has got for this is for him to have an operation right away.

Please let him be okay. I wouldn't want him to go to that sunshiny place with the rest of his forefathers. Not just yet.


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Mukhang magiging okay na itong linggong ito. Tip of the iceberg pa lang yung past weeks! Nakakahiya naman sa iba diyan, baka napapagod ko na sila sa kakaisip na ang bobo-bobo ko at hindi ako deserving sa kung ano man ang meron ako ngayon. If that's the way they perceive the light then by the gods, so be it!

I don't give a damn, hanibam. Babatuhan ko na lang kayo isang matamis at makapangakit-langgam na ngiti!

:)

And besides. Who's the student leader, anyway? Mukha nyo! You have no choice but to comply your butts out!


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Finally! REUNITED WITH THE FIRE OF MY LOINS AT LAST!

Oh-kay. That didn't sound quite right. Pero ayos!

The Quentin Comeback. Yeheeessss.

wag kang presko, pare. di kita gusto. nagmumukha ka lang tanga. :)

the generic generator @ 7:50 PM

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what an ungrateful damned swine I must have been, and it's all thanks to me and my stupid oral cave.

even uncertainties can slash a pride, and might even send someone to constantly fold.

manggugupit na lalaki = barbero
ang mga barbero ay mahilig mamigay ng lollipop tuwing pagkatapos gupitan ang isang bata.

marami kayang may gusto sa mga barbero?

the generic generator @ 7:15 PM

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Internet at home's all screwed up and this time, there's absolutely nothing I could do about it.

I think it's supposedly a blessing in disguise (though it enraged me so much) since I reckon that through this mishap, I will get to devote most of my time in the academic aspects of living.

But seriously, I highly doubt it. :))

And oh, there's just one thing about last Tuesday that I absolutely loved, aside from the fact that we got out of UP fresh and as quickly as we never imagined the events would all turn out to be.




THE LAKE HOUSE ROCKS.




I've been finding the lower batches impossible these days, and I don't even get why the hell should they be stomping around with their stupid ear-to-ear grins and tawang pang-skwater, acting as if they actually own the damn place. Whatever their grounds might be which propel them to act as such, FOR CHRISSAKES, GROW UP! Quit acting like you just busted out of some preschool hangover or something. It's so annoying, damn it. Kung gusto ninyong magwala at maghari-harian sa kung saan mang lugar, then by the gods, go SOMEWHERE ELSE.

I have every right to say this because we are NOW the SENIORS of the batch. At hindi pala ako third year, tanga.

Special mention to that certain Dannica Domingo and herr "Rebel High" bullcrap. I don't give a damn whether you have already payed your dues and have already begged forgiveness off my friend, the SGB president Ericka Salonga. I find you really annoying, which, by the way, sucks.






bleep... bleep... bleep.










Characterization complete.

the generic generator @ 4:18 PM

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the prim and proper pressure cooker

I just took a quick shower before letting my fingers type the afternoon away.

However, I am done, feeling fresh, sweat-free and damn spanking new as ever. :D


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The best thing about the previous week was that I was kept pretty occupied all throughout. I wasn't left alone to speculate whatever in the world was I supposed to do next after killing a particular work off. Medyo hectic ang lahat, but based on that week's tempo, I must say that it's not so bad after all. Almost everything seemed to all fall well into place, seemed so stirring that I couldn't even put my finger on it, and seemed so flawlessly right.

I'm not forgetting the piece about being ALMOST, though. : damn the Assyrians for teaching the world callous means of retaliation with their metal plates and all!

Everything seemed to be a-ok in my part. In. My. Fucking. Part. It surely doesn't feel right knowing that on the other side of the fence, somebody is pained with her expectations bit by bit crashing down while mine is yet to unfold not really that spotlessly well, but well enough. I know that grieving about this can never provide a fixed and perfect resolve to this matter, but still, I couldn't help but be emotional about it. The effects of this don't only inhabit in and nibble a certain part of a relationship. It has been affecting RELATIONSHIPS lately.

I want to help. We all want to. But we need your aid the most, for the love of god. Kahit saang anggulo mo kasi tingnan, ikaw at ikaw lang ang makakaayos ng problemang ito. -_-


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Next week, everything in school will officially commence. Kumbaga, appetizer pa lang yung pagpasok namin simula last Monday. Even the start of our duties as disciplinary officers was just some sort of a "patikim". (HAHAHAHA! patikim my ass! Ang tanga ko talaga gumawa ng analogies) next week's the finest and assigned time to follow that certain direction we must tread throughout this year we must boldly face. Now we all know that it'll be a rough trip getting through... but would giving a damn about it make things simpler?

Oh. By this time, I am proud to say that I have finally thought of a profound objective in struggling for that something I am determined to complete for this year. Sa wakas, magkakaroon na rin ng direksyon ang lahat ng mga gagawin ko, and it is all thanks to the one and only Sir Psycho Sexy. I must intensify my efforts to twofold!!


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Junior newcomer: "Hindi na ako makapaghintay na magcheerleader para matalo na natin ang SENIORS!" *snooty beam*
I tag: "Hintayin mong mahagilap kita sa Lunes, hayop ka."


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There's just this thing about this school year's newcomers and a handful of freshmen students feeling so superior, cool and whatever else you might want to associate with that same kind of crap. They scamper around, laugh real hard, pig out and take certain steps as if they actually own the whole place. FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! Huwag naman sana matigas ang mukha. Baka lagariin ko ang mga braso ninyo ng di oras.

At kapag ako nga pala ay nabastos ng kahit sino sa Lunes, (with the exception of the SENIORS... they're old enough to know what'll be best for them :p) mapipilitan akong... magmatigas. Kahit sino naman kasing isalpak mo sa lintek na posisyong yun eh mababanas. Haha.

Cool ka lang, hanibam. Is-mayl! :)

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HAHAHA. That was creepy.

At bakit ako naging sabaw bigla? Katamaran? Writer's block? Unforeseen dementia?

BLEEP.

The correct (and most anticipated) answer is GUTOM.

I am hungry, damn it. I want real food! @_@

Raidakeeda says: "I don't need girls to complete me."
Paraphrased: "I don't need BOYS to complete me."

the generic generator @ 5:18 PM

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does it make you indie?
does it make you proud?
to talk the world into a paper bag
spotty stain of "i'm okay, you're not okay"
yes, men too could be on the rag

i'm over my head, i need a pick-me-up
it's easy to get high when you're standing on our backs, man
will anything ever be good enough for you?
stand on your own, hold your water if you can

the ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
the ride's over, fairing well?
(not on my time)

it isn't fair to mention, but it awes the crowd
your fictional, plastic alibi
so take another hit, steal another line
did you ever meet a leech who was good at goodbyes?

when you were down i always picked you up
why didn't i recognize that everything was never fine?
i'm kicking myself that i shared spit with you
so fuck yourself and fuck this bleeding heart of mine

the ride's over







forget the previous angsty post. it's a damn beautiful world out there, sugarplum honeybum!

at gods, dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal ko sa mga kaibigan ko, nagglobe na ako. enough reason to make great things possible (pucha corny, tapos parang wala pang sense. haha) whooopee :)

the generic generator @ 8:15 PM

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galit (yata) ako.

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Activation completed.
I must now proceed to why I came here for.






Look here, man. If you think that letting me into that almost all-is-well reality of yours with everything seemingly good enough in it would be an automatic insult to my so-called frail fortitude, then you are definitely in the position to know this apparently mislaid detail. With all the sincerity that I could ever spit out of my system... I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT IT.

Don't get this whole ranting thing wrong. I am not mad at you for preferring to go for that... deep sea creature I once used to fancy and (as shamefully as it may seem) wished to snag as an - on the face of it - unattainable stag. Point being... FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! I chose this motherfucking friendship over that tiny heap of fascination towards that THING. Why the hell can't you?

I am not saying that you have totally bartered all the love and friendship in the world just to have him constantly by your side and to have him dig up his strong points from you whenever he gets to see some fucking flicks of sheer terror. No. The thing is, you choose to rant about him more often when, in fact, there are a lot more things and matters of GREATER importance to discuss. Nakuha mo pang unahin yang pangit na yan kesa sa mga... nevermind.

I am most extensively annoyed at this feeling-mo-masasaktan-ako-kapag-sinabi-mo-sa-aking-may-nagaganap-na-palang-kakatuwang-mga-bagay-sa-inyong-dalawa crap. Damn that son of a... Why can't you even trust me well enough? Know that I HAVE trusted YOU if you must, and that I could've been there to listen and to understand. Unti-untiin mo lang sana, hindi pa kasi totally nawawala ang lahat, if I must admit. Magiging awkward ang lahat. HAHAHA.

Sigh.

So. In a nutshell... Just do me a favor and do this friendship justice.

... and I'm sorry for having chosen a few unpleasant terms to express my irritation towards this something I wish I could restore back to full health with my spit. (haha, nabigla din ako nung nire-read ko ang lahat-lahat) it's just that this situation's getting old at tancha ko, ni hindi mo pa nga alam na alam ko na ang mga nangyayari.

Mahal pa rin naman kita eh. :D prens poreber!

Even a fish can stay out of trouble if it keeps its fucking mouth closed.

Haha. Ewan ko. Maybe, as long as you find happiness... all will turn out well. :)






And mother of mercy! He's all yours. I don't think he'll ever be good enough. FOR ME, at the very least. :D






Screw Paris Hilton for having died in that grotesque manner in house of wax. Lintek yan, kausap ko si ding kagabi from 9:00 pm to 1:00 am and that gory image kept on jamming all the good things that I could possibly lay my eyes on in multiples. Wala lang.

Hindi ko pa nakita yung Jupiter kagabi. Haha. Malay ko ba kung andun talaga yun.

-_-

Sige na. Kakain na lang ako ng mamon.

the generic generator @ 10:03 AM

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