Choose life.
Choose a job.
Choose a career.
Choose a family.
Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers.
Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance.
Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments.
Choose a starter home.
Choose your friends.
Choose leisure-wear and matching luggage.
Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.
Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday night.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves.
Choose your future.
Choose life...
But why would I want to do a thing like that?
I chose not to choose life.
I chose somethin' else.
And the reasons?
There are no reasons.
Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?
- 'Renton' boy, Trainspotting
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?
Monday, June 18, 2007
sweetest downfall
Samson. I heard this for the first time in PBB season two (yeah, I watch that crap). They play parts of the song whenever some love(?) shit comes up. That much predictable, the show is. Who'd have thought you could actually find something simultaneously entertaining and sensible on tv? I'm talking about the song, dumbass, not the love shit. I felt I had to hear the whole song for myself, whatever it took.
I have always been impressed by Regina Spektor. This girl is something else. Take some of her songs from the album Begin To Hope: Fidelity. On The Radio. Better. The quirky lines are too ordinary it amuses me to no end how they spur meaning nothing short of brilliant. "If I kiss you where it's sore, would you feel better?" Really.
Now I'm all too familiar with Samson and Delilah's story just as everyone else is. What I didn't know was if Delilah came out repentant (or even just plain regretful) in the end..? Nevertheless, when I heard this particular part "Oh I cut his hair myself one night/ A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light/ And he told me that I'd done alright/ And kissed me 'til the mornin' light" all my insides melted somewhat. I mean, Samson couldn't play the "dakilang martir" archetype any more than that, but man, the message of that shit just surpassed the abysmal perception of cliches. Ah, love, it's definition escapes us all.
Samson
Regina Spektor
I have always been impressed by Regina Spektor. This girl is something else. Take some of her songs from the album Begin To Hope: Fidelity. On The Radio. Better. The quirky lines are too ordinary it amuses me to no end how they spur meaning nothing short of brilliant. "If I kiss you where it's sore, would you feel better?" Really.
Now I'm all too familiar with Samson and Delilah's story just as everyone else is. What I didn't know was if Delilah came out repentant (or even just plain regretful) in the end..? Nevertheless, when I heard this particular part "Oh I cut his hair myself one night/ A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light/ And he told me that I'd done alright/ And kissed me 'til the mornin' light" all my insides melted somewhat. I mean, Samson couldn't play the "dakilang martir" archetype any more than that, but man, the message of that shit just surpassed the abysmal perception of cliches. Ah, love, it's definition escapes us all.
Samson
Regina Spektor
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads
But they're just old light, they're just old light
Your hair was long when we first met
Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
And kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light
And he kissed me 'til the mornin' light
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first
Thursday, June 14, 2007
election epilogue
This is a response to a good friend's blog entry. I'm not waging war, no. I just hope I haven't struck anything below the belt.
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Point taken.
Maitanong ko lang, nasagi na ba kahit minasan sa isipan mo ang kahihinatnan ng bansang ito kung ang lahat ng Pilipino ay magkakaroon ng mentalidad patungkol sa eleksyon na hindi nalalayo sa mga paniniwala mo? Magkaroon pa kaya tayo ng mga pampublikong paaralan? Mga ospital kaya? Murang gamot na tayo mismo ang tumatamasa tuwing mababasa ng ulan?
Siguro, oo. Madami namang mga NGO na handang tumulong at magbigay.
Siguro, oo. Pero gaano ba tayo kasigurado?
I haven't the littlest right in saying this being it your own choice and any say whatsoever from me is unsought for, but really, can being apolitical truly mean you care when you yourself declared your proud partaking in that "unregistered-what-do-we-care club"? How can a person care when they treat election -- a national move to try and straighten out the complications pulling this country to even greater depths -- as immaterial and futile? It's relieving to hear that you still aim for change, having dissed everything there is to do with the local political system. You did say "political system" and not "politicians", which leaves me to assume you haven't yet deemed every politician out there as some selfish wolf doing everything it can to burn down the Philippines. How's that for insensibility?
Siguro hindi ito kaso ng paniniwala at pagdududang politikal. Tama. Nasa kagustuhan nga ng bawat Pilipino na umunlad ang sagot. Ngunit kahit iisa ang layunin kung magkahiwalay na paraan naman ang paiiralin (especially if they are the total opposite of each other), matutupad pa kaya ang mga kagustuhang ito?
I don't believe in god but I have never stopped believing in the good in every person, politician or not. And I haven't given up hope for this country basically because we are not as hopeless as most think we are, as most say we are. You say you've lost all hope. I say have you tried some faith lately?
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I love you Aris, nothing homo whatsoever. LOL. And you did a great article btw!
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Point taken.
Maitanong ko lang, nasagi na ba kahit minasan sa isipan mo ang kahihinatnan ng bansang ito kung ang lahat ng Pilipino ay magkakaroon ng mentalidad patungkol sa eleksyon na hindi nalalayo sa mga paniniwala mo? Magkaroon pa kaya tayo ng mga pampublikong paaralan? Mga ospital kaya? Murang gamot na tayo mismo ang tumatamasa tuwing mababasa ng ulan?
Siguro, oo. Madami namang mga NGO na handang tumulong at magbigay.
Siguro, oo. Pero gaano ba tayo kasigurado?
I haven't the littlest right in saying this being it your own choice and any say whatsoever from me is unsought for, but really, can being apolitical truly mean you care when you yourself declared your proud partaking in that "unregistered-what-do-we-care club"? How can a person care when they treat election -- a national move to try and straighten out the complications pulling this country to even greater depths -- as immaterial and futile? It's relieving to hear that you still aim for change, having dissed everything there is to do with the local political system. You did say "political system" and not "politicians", which leaves me to assume you haven't yet deemed every politician out there as some selfish wolf doing everything it can to burn down the Philippines. How's that for insensibility?
Siguro hindi ito kaso ng paniniwala at pagdududang politikal. Tama. Nasa kagustuhan nga ng bawat Pilipino na umunlad ang sagot. Ngunit kahit iisa ang layunin kung magkahiwalay na paraan naman ang paiiralin (especially if they are the total opposite of each other), matutupad pa kaya ang mga kagustuhang ito?
I don't believe in god but I have never stopped believing in the good in every person, politician or not. And I haven't given up hope for this country basically because we are not as hopeless as most think we are, as most say we are. You say you've lost all hope. I say have you tried some faith lately?
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I love you Aris, nothing homo whatsoever. LOL. And you did a great article btw!
playlist numero quatro
It's the first time imeem, my web source of all them great nombre, has failed me. Hard as I tried, the most decent thing imeem came up with when I checked (and mind you, check i did)was this fucking How I Go (Yellowcard) snippet, probably from some promotional website. The same thing happened with World by Five For Fighting. Dear me, like, I've just realized this is the most pressing problem I have right now. How did my life get to be this boring?
One of my better find Beautiful (Patrick Nuo) is catchy --too catchy really--, but Teenagers (MCR) is way catchier. Bowling For Soup material! Google up the lyrics and know what I mean. Hi Mr. Way.
Collide (Dishwalla), Nightswimming (DC) and First Time (Lifehouse) meanwhile are songs that I've tagged worthy the first time I heard them. A fact that is already established: I am gonna be liking a song (any song) done by these bands, 'cause them bands, they're like, my babies (shit, that dint come outta the way i wanted it to, diddit?). All good plays. Nightswimming is actually a cover of Dashboard; originally by REM. I've heard the original and it sucked, sorry REM. Oh and on a related topic, Stolen by DC is getting overly tremendous airplay everywhere nowadays I hate it. I wanna keep the song for myself! Wah!
Cannonball is one of those tracks that puts you to sleep to dream of clouds and waterfalls and all that cliche. Perfect. LOL. But exactly how can stones teach you levitation? I wouldn't say no to some tutorial, Rocky.
And the best one in this playlist? Drumroll, please! Love It When You Call by The Feeling! Wicked pop!
Thursday, May 24, 2007
to: Assumpta Technical High School Class of 03
Hiya dudes.
I'm doing this post so I could get some news from all of ya, so click on the 'comments' link of this entry and start typing like you never did before:
Oh and, crucial details --name, location, and whatever it is you're up to at the moment(school, work, board exams.. the stuff)-- are not to be ommited please. Don't go anonymous on me now!
Thereafter feel free to put any of your kwentos, happenings, invites, greetings, curses and what-have-yous. So this'll be sorta like a bulletin board for our class, but not. ^^
Thanks people.
I'm doing this post so I could get some news from all of ya, so click on the 'comments' link of this entry and start typing like you never did before:
Oh and, crucial details --name, location, and whatever it is you're up to at the moment(school, work, board exams.. the stuff)-- are not to be ommited please. Don't go anonymous on me now!
Thereafter feel free to put any of your kwentos, happenings, invites, greetings, curses and what-have-yous. So this'll be sorta like a bulletin board for our class, but not. ^^
Thanks people.
Monday, May 21, 2007
totally unrelated images
enrollment's just arount the corner
can't wait to see you guys...
don't need no caption
(from marie's friendster profile)
i feel so.
i want sumbody to say that to.
haha.
mush over.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
summer
is almost over. how cliche does that sound?
yeah. a week more of school and were saying bye-bye.
bye-bye to (hardly)new teachs. i feel somehow lucky to have ramos and villa-something --im like real lousy with names, especially my professors names. yeah im a bastard of a pupil-- in my two summer classes. ones one of the best in adamson in terms of teaching, and the others extremely lax with us students(like she dismisses a 2-hour class in a little morean 30 minutes) and we end up still learning something from her.
bye-bye to (hardly)new classmates-slash-friends-slash-slash-slash. i so hope though that i see more of those people i rubbed shoulders, palms, fingers and whatnots with in the coming semester/s: maria(aka dolly aka max), faust(buldit), oliver, apple, ann, tracy. from lunch buddies to aussie accent tutors to partners in chem-lab-crime, all cool people ^^ (funny: i fuckin still cant believe my lab partners dint know that 'must have been' is a grammatically correct phrase. i had to sing 'it must have been love' just to prove to them i was right, for chrissake. the philippines is goin down to the dogs)
oh and bye-bye to them chemical formulas that i learned to appreciate overnight.
~~~
i did some excersise that dint make me lose half a pound or achieve a better build. although i do think i helped the country one way or another. i voted. plus, i learned one new thing: blasted ink really is indelible, i used to think people just made that up. moron attack. ugh.
~~~
WHY OH FUCKING GOD IS IT SOO HOT IN THIS COUNTRY???
its so hot the single airconditioners always on at home.
its so hot youd never catch me riding jeepneys anymore.
its so hot i sweat like a pig even after a shower.
its so hot i sweat even more in the friggin freakin fuckin chem lab on the fourth floor.
its so hot a girl in my class fainted in the same laboratory, landing on the floor with a reeally nasty thud.
its so hot its not funny anymore.
aah. complaining is so so refreshing.
~~~
omg.
people have graduated without me even knowing. i definitely lag with these types of news. anyway, i wanna say congratualtions and goodluck to yall: marie, ronald, diane, angelie (shit. who else in the group graduated, pray tell); richelle, richelle (yes, i actually know two richelles in this lifetime), jao. and sorry i dint come(to those who actually invited me) and see you someday in our 'adulthood'. an extra sorry (sincerely)to marie who requested a description of her to put in her grad book and i said shure and i never got to doing it. such an a-hole. im still figurin out how to mekkit up to ya. sooon.
~~~
heroes.
goddamn. this show is good(please put as much american accent to 'good' as youre able to). emerald must be pissed off at me by now. i promised her to lend my copy but then again it wasnt MY copy at all so i kinda had technical problems with all that shit. soon ems. sorry. ^^
back to the program. last year, about september-october, i heard so much fuss about this up and coming show on nbc. the network promised it to be big, and it was. they promised it to be on a whole new level, and it was. you people have got to see the show. my whole(almost) family had a dvd marathon and almost skipped lunch. if the characters(and their abilities) dont get you hooked up then the plot with its twists and surprises will. think telenovela(minus the mush-drama) + x-men(minus the spandex costumes) + 24(minus jack bauer, hoho). so that combination might not really have an attractive product, but i am not overrating it. see for yahself. just dont watch it on rpn9 cause they cut way more scenes than desirable, in effect ruining the moment(im talking about ali larter doin a striptease for her customer huggerz over the webcam). oh yeah, hayden panettaries power is soo cool. or at least the power of visual effects is.
~~~
beware of dvds of new seasons of some shows. im talking about those that havent even yet started their tv showing in the united states. cause these piraters(china?) have a way of getting hold of their goods even before the network owning these shows make money with em. bad. and i am so hypocritical right now. anyway, just dont buy em yet if you dont wanna waste your bucks. my uncle bought 24 season 6 and i was greatly amazed he dint cuss the lord and the saints when we found out the disc only had four fuckin eppies. i was once scouring these illegal dvd stores and spotted a veronica mars season 3 that got me excited to the core. thank god i had it tried on a player first because i never will pay 65 pesos for nine episodes of veronica mars no matter how i love the show. dang.
~~~
this post is getting to be way longer than i planned buh i still have to write about anime. haha, go away if you dont like anime.
i finished 2 seasons of avatar, the legend of aang in like two days. its this show on nickelodeon thats really impressive. from the screenplay to the animation to the script. one factor that got me is that i dint have to read subtitles that sometimes tend to irritate me. but then again, detective academy Q is in japanese but i dint mind them subtitles. thass how good that one is. way better than detective conan. i really dig detective shit. and i am so running out of witty vocabulary i should probably end this entry right ----> here.
yeah. a week more of school and were saying bye-bye.
bye-bye to (hardly)new teachs. i feel somehow lucky to have ramos and villa-something --im like real lousy with names, especially my professors names. yeah im a bastard of a pupil-- in my two summer classes. ones one of the best in adamson in terms of teaching, and the others extremely lax with us students(like she dismisses a 2-hour class in a little morean 30 minutes) and we end up still learning something from her.
bye-bye to (hardly)new classmates-slash-friends-slash-slash-slash. i so hope though that i see more of those people i rubbed shoulders, palms, fingers and whatnots with in the coming semester/s: maria(aka dolly aka max), faust(buldit), oliver, apple, ann, tracy. from lunch buddies to aussie accent tutors to partners in chem-lab-crime, all cool people ^^ (funny: i fuckin still cant believe my lab partners dint know that 'must have been' is a grammatically correct phrase. i had to sing 'it must have been love' just to prove to them i was right, for chrissake. the philippines is goin down to the dogs)
oh and bye-bye to them chemical formulas that i learned to appreciate overnight.
~~~
i did some excersise that dint make me lose half a pound or achieve a better build. although i do think i helped the country one way or another. i voted. plus, i learned one new thing: blasted ink really is indelible, i used to think people just made that up. moron attack. ugh.
~~~
WHY OH FUCKING GOD IS IT SOO HOT IN THIS COUNTRY???
its so hot the single airconditioners always on at home.
its so hot youd never catch me riding jeepneys anymore.
its so hot i sweat like a pig even after a shower.
its so hot i sweat even more in the friggin freakin fuckin chem lab on the fourth floor.
its so hot a girl in my class fainted in the same laboratory, landing on the floor with a reeally nasty thud.
its so hot its not funny anymore.
aah. complaining is so so refreshing.
~~~
omg.
people have graduated without me even knowing. i definitely lag with these types of news. anyway, i wanna say congratualtions and goodluck to yall: marie, ronald, diane, angelie (shit. who else in the group graduated, pray tell); richelle, richelle (yes, i actually know two richelles in this lifetime), jao. and sorry i dint come(to those who actually invited me) and see you someday in our 'adulthood'. an extra sorry (sincerely)to marie who requested a description of her to put in her grad book and i said shure and i never got to doing it. such an a-hole. im still figurin out how to mekkit up to ya. sooon.
~~~
heroes.
goddamn. this show is good(please put as much american accent to 'good' as youre able to). emerald must be pissed off at me by now. i promised her to lend my copy but then again it wasnt MY copy at all so i kinda had technical problems with all that shit. soon ems. sorry. ^^
back to the program. last year, about september-october, i heard so much fuss about this up and coming show on nbc. the network promised it to be big, and it was. they promised it to be on a whole new level, and it was. you people have got to see the show. my whole(almost) family had a dvd marathon and almost skipped lunch. if the characters(and their abilities) dont get you hooked up then the plot with its twists and surprises will. think telenovela(minus the mush-drama) + x-men(minus the spandex costumes) + 24(minus jack bauer, hoho). so that combination might not really have an attractive product, but i am not overrating it. see for yahself. just dont watch it on rpn9 cause they cut way more scenes than desirable, in effect ruining the moment(im talking about ali larter doin a striptease for her customer huggerz over the webcam). oh yeah, hayden panettaries power is soo cool. or at least the power of visual effects is.
~~~
beware of dvds of new seasons of some shows. im talking about those that havent even yet started their tv showing in the united states. cause these piraters(china?) have a way of getting hold of their goods even before the network owning these shows make money with em. bad. and i am so hypocritical right now. anyway, just dont buy em yet if you dont wanna waste your bucks. my uncle bought 24 season 6 and i was greatly amazed he dint cuss the lord and the saints when we found out the disc only had four fuckin eppies. i was once scouring these illegal dvd stores and spotted a veronica mars season 3 that got me excited to the core. thank god i had it tried on a player first because i never will pay 65 pesos for nine episodes of veronica mars no matter how i love the show. dang.
~~~
this post is getting to be way longer than i planned buh i still have to write about anime. haha, go away if you dont like anime.
i finished 2 seasons of avatar, the legend of aang in like two days. its this show on nickelodeon thats really impressive. from the screenplay to the animation to the script. one factor that got me is that i dint have to read subtitles that sometimes tend to irritate me. but then again, detective academy Q is in japanese but i dint mind them subtitles. thass how good that one is. way better than detective conan. i really dig detective shit. and i am so running out of witty vocabulary i should probably end this entry right ----> here.
Friday, May 11, 2007
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
playlist number 3
sit too soon?
was just bored.
great songs to pass time. ^^
i'm curious about ben jelen.
thas one nice track he got.
i think i heard him some before.
was just bored.
great songs to pass time. ^^
i'm curious about ben jelen.
thas one nice track he got.
i think i heard him some before.
Incoming
'I'm registered.'
At this time in the Philippines, that phrase could correlate only to one thing: election. Although seemingly, as heated as the coming election is, I tend to hear that phrase only faintly in the background, overshadowed most of the time with timid (but far too many to be anymore silent than a whale carrying a tune) voices outdoing themselves with reasons of sorts. Ever heard "Ha? Naku, hindi naman kasi ako na-inform agad eh, nung nalaman ko tapos na 'yung registrations." Or the slightly prouder "Like, duh. Like,it's so hot kaya outside! Like, who would naman wanna spend a whole day waiting in line, da ba??" (Have you ever encountered such redundancy of the word?) Thankfully, I have yet to hear someone say "Ba't pa 'ko magpapa-register eh isa lang naman ang boto ko. As if mababago nun ang palakaran sa Pilipinas. Punyeta, wala na tayong pag-asa."
Geez.
The excuses we come up with to make up for our irresponsibility complexes.
I opt not to be much reactive to the first two excuses, due to the fact that I sometimes offer the same lame what-nots with the usual whatever. Just, please, exercise in your life even just a weeny bit of patriotism. Oh, and grow up, man (the same advice back at me? You bet).
The third one is probably the most nasty crime to commit during elections. It basically shouts out for all to hear how incorrect your idea of elections is. People bordering this line of thinking almost always have the right stuff in them but, alas, directs all that energy towards the (totally) OPPOSITE direction. I mean, politically motivated? Yes. Politically motivated to prosper? Um, not exactly.
I sure hope none of you guys who failed to register sports such (shameful? stupid?) excuse.
Remember that being passive will only carry you as high up as the tides will allow. Trying, on one hand, may not be enough to get you 'there', but on the other, will certainly push you at least a step closer.
Let's not give up on the Philippines. I'm NOT giving up on it, no matter how many times I say I want to get out of it (who's to blame? The weather is just wicked hot). Kudos to you all who will vote (wisely) a week from now.
Toodles ^^
At this time in the Philippines, that phrase could correlate only to one thing: election. Although seemingly, as heated as the coming election is, I tend to hear that phrase only faintly in the background, overshadowed most of the time with timid (but far too many to be anymore silent than a whale carrying a tune) voices outdoing themselves with reasons of sorts. Ever heard "Ha? Naku, hindi naman kasi ako na-inform agad eh, nung nalaman ko tapos na 'yung registrations." Or the slightly prouder "Like, duh. Like,it's so hot kaya outside! Like, who would naman wanna spend a whole day waiting in line, da ba??" (Have you ever encountered such redundancy of the word?) Thankfully, I have yet to hear someone say "Ba't pa 'ko magpapa-register eh isa lang naman ang boto ko. As if mababago nun ang palakaran sa Pilipinas. Punyeta, wala na tayong pag-asa."
Geez.
The excuses we come up with to make up for our irresponsibility complexes.
I opt not to be much reactive to the first two excuses, due to the fact that I sometimes offer the same lame what-nots with the usual whatever. Just, please, exercise in your life even just a weeny bit of patriotism. Oh, and grow up, man (the same advice back at me? You bet).
The third one is probably the most nasty crime to commit during elections. It basically shouts out for all to hear how incorrect your idea of elections is. People bordering this line of thinking almost always have the right stuff in them but, alas, directs all that energy towards the (totally) OPPOSITE direction. I mean, politically motivated? Yes. Politically motivated to prosper? Um, not exactly.
I sure hope none of you guys who failed to register sports such (shameful? stupid?) excuse.
Remember that being passive will only carry you as high up as the tides will allow. Trying, on one hand, may not be enough to get you 'there', but on the other, will certainly push you at least a step closer.
Let's not give up on the Philippines. I'm NOT giving up on it, no matter how many times I say I want to get out of it (who's to blame? The weather is just wicked hot). Kudos to you all who will vote (wisely) a week from now.
Toodles ^^
Friday, May 04, 2007
bye bye
It's already over
if I stayed here
I'd only make you cry.
It's already over
We can't move forward
So let's move on...
Bye-bye
if I stayed here
I'd only make you cry.
It's already over
We can't move forward
So let's move on...
Bye-bye
i find i move on way too easily.
nut that bad a thing, zit?
Thursday, April 26, 2007
playlist number two
Fuck art. I’ve gotta get out of the basement. I’ve gotta see the world. I’ve gotta make a difference!
- gerard way
where now..
oh right,
why don't i start the entry with my most recent playlist then, although i am not entirely sure if these tracks are particularly 'recent'. enjoy em all the same.
i don't love you has been my unbeatable favorite now for ages. im seriously considering it better than under pressure. like, the song makes me remember what-nots and what-have-yous until now im unable to identify. thats how great i think the track is. you gotta love mcr. and lets not forget that gerard boy who sings his heart out im queer for him. lol
im not too fond of nutini, i actually think hes some sorry ass loser who i confuse repeatedly with james blunt(whos just as hateful). these streets aint that bad though.
ben folds five. now thats art. brick is one of those subtle songs with great great lyrics ive learned to love the band for. i fold.
i didnt even know who nerina pallot was until this song. its not surprising cos she has that sorta voice youd basically call average, the kind youd most likely forget after 6 other songs were played in your station. not to mention, sophia was nowhere near an inkling for me as the title of that track. whatever happened to plain old pronunciation of names?
bowling for soup. i could just scream! when we die is actually slow and serious in comparison to their usual upbeat, quirky and irritatingly word-rhyming tracks. i could just scream again!
look after you. the fray. all at once is better than this un, but, really, ANY fray track is good enuff for me.
i havent heard a dashboard in such a long time, but when i heard stolen and found it way impressive, i forgive them for not keeping in touch. i am such a forgiving person. damnit.
ill prolly end it here, but theres just so much id like to tell. coming up:
heroes, 24, avatar, dds, heat waves, sorries, graduations, exercising your rights, dang i wanna be a radio dj, summer classes, new teachs, new friends, new???
keep rawkin.
whoa. that dont even sound like me.
ciao.
foreplay
shit.
dead cold for morran a month just dont do it some for my writing career, do it now? the thing is, all throughout the friigggin 3week break from school, ideas and quirks worth of starving kept poppin, and each time, it was second nature for me to like mentally word my entries. and they were fuckin perfect.
but now tha im seated here staring at the monitor like its sum entertaining episode of heroes, i cant remember shit. nuthin. man its frustrating.
there. now least ive written(try skipping the tt when saying that. sounds perfect.) something to warm my fingers up.
ill cum back to yall.
give me 30.
dead cold for morran a month just dont do it some for my writing career, do it now? the thing is, all throughout the friigggin 3week break from school, ideas and quirks worth of starving kept poppin, and each time, it was second nature for me to like mentally word my entries. and they were fuckin perfect.
but now tha im seated here staring at the monitor like its sum entertaining episode of heroes, i cant remember shit. nuthin. man its frustrating.
there. now least ive written(try skipping the tt when saying that. sounds perfect.) something to warm my fingers up.
ill cum back to yall.
give me 30.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Harold and Kumar update!
Ok, so it won't actually be titled Harold and Kumar go to Amsterdam (thanks to Wikipedia for that tidbit), but still the idea of a sequel for the laugh-trip Whitecastle movie is enough to get me all agitated, hah hah. I'll keep looking for updates about this.
sidenote: Kal Penn was in Epic Movie. A really lousy movie. Really reeeally lousy movie. Think recycled Scary Movie (the movie came from the same producers and director, at least let's give them that) minus of course the appeal of originality (don't make me start on that Zathura-Jumanji crap). Plus, if you ain't a movie buff, you'll prolly have a difficult time keeping up with the spoofs and parodies because they just pop the screen in rapid gunfire succession.
ciao.
Monday, February 26, 2007
the beauty in ugly. more like, where's beauty? coz ugly is all over the damned place.
The Beauty In Ugly
Jason Mraz
ok, so i'm nut really listenin to it like i'd listen to bowling for soup (cos i been listenin to these guys like mad this weekend) because i keep imagining salsa dancers when i hear it, and it is one sight i'll not enjoy anytime soon.
i just heard it over the radio the other day. nonetheless my interest was piqued when they mentioned the song was for the soundtrack of Ugly Betty -- the American version of Betty La Fea.
now if you dare say you aint got no clue who Betty is, you're either some liar who thinks they're plushly above the ghetto society, or you haven't been in the philippines the last couple of years. and no, you can't be in between.
there's good stuff in the lyrics, i tell you now.
it fits the show like mittens on hands.
Like: Don't believe in leaving normal just to satisfy demand is mighty agreeable to evryone and anyone who hasn't yet turned into the cynic most others end up in this prejudiced world we inhabit.
really, Betty's story is just what it is: fiction. mind-product. not true. nadah.
the only way the opressed Betties of today will forge forward through and over them emaciated foulmouths of the glamorous is if they won an obscene amount of greens (or in the philippines' case purples/yellows/blues) in the lottery and decided to have the innate damages in their physiology repaired under scalpels and laserbeams.
and even after all the hassle o being cut up, when they have all become as perfect as Mikey's David, they would still have that invisble placard on their foreheads that screams "I had my nose done!"
exactly where is the beauty in that?
so take a hike, Jason, because all i see is ugly.
inside AND out.
fine then. i guess i'm a cynic too.
Jason Mraz
ok, so i'm nut really listenin to it like i'd listen to bowling for soup (cos i been listenin to these guys like mad this weekend) because i keep imagining salsa dancers when i hear it, and it is one sight i'll not enjoy anytime soon.
i just heard it over the radio the other day. nonetheless my interest was piqued when they mentioned the song was for the soundtrack of Ugly Betty -- the American version of Betty La Fea.
now if you dare say you aint got no clue who Betty is, you're either some liar who thinks they're plushly above the ghetto society, or you haven't been in the philippines the last couple of years. and no, you can't be in between.
there's good stuff in the lyrics, i tell you now.
it fits the show like mittens on hands.
Like: Don't believe in leaving normal just to satisfy demand is mighty agreeable to evryone and anyone who hasn't yet turned into the cynic most others end up in this prejudiced world we inhabit.
really, Betty's story is just what it is: fiction. mind-product. not true. nadah.
the only way the opressed Betties of today will forge forward through and over them emaciated foulmouths of the glamorous is if they won an obscene amount of greens (or in the philippines' case purples/yellows/blues) in the lottery and decided to have the innate damages in their physiology repaired under scalpels and laserbeams.
and even after all the hassle o being cut up, when they have all become as perfect as Mikey's David, they would still have that invisble placard on their foreheads that screams "I had my nose done!"
exactly where is the beauty in that?
so take a hike, Jason, because all i see is ugly.
inside AND out.
fine then. i guess i'm a cynic too.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
i have a thing for piano people
I have a thing for piano people and it is a humongous disappointment for me that I don't know how to play the damned instrument.
Awfuck.
I haven't really noticed until recently, but I now find that I sprout immense liking for songs done by artists that opt to pour forth their music through graceful dances of fingertips on ivory, more so than those produced by mere strings and/or percussions.
Just beautiful.
I still am not aware exactly of with which band all this fascination started but musicians as early as Coldplay, Dave Matthews Band and Five For Fighting probably struck the match for the flame. And then came Daniel Powter, New Radicals, Vanessa Carlton, Evanescence, Jamie Cullum, Hanson, Alicia Keys, Keane, Sarah McLaughlan and even some artists that showcase in their tracklists a flair of the delightful keyboards: Lifehouse, John Mayer, Train, Dishwalla, The All American Rejects, Matchbox 20, Teddy Geigher, Tori Amos, Regina Spektor and a most recent personal pick, The Fray. And then some.
And not just some some, mind you.
I am talking about the talented band Augustana.
I heard one overwhelming song -- BOSTON -- and I was wicked hooked. These guys are as far as far out possible.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
terabithia comes to life
Bridge
to
TERABITHIA
oh my fucking god.
you would never in the depths of limbo imagine how excited i got when i saw the trailer of this movie on tv the other day. the only book tha made me cry. talk about pussy eh? and to think its a friggin kids book!
oh well, that was back in freshie high school so am nut really tha concerned anymore. i mean, it happened when i was going thru the innocence phase, back in the times when i felt that gryffindor winning over slytherin in a quidditch match was a moving moment. i was actually hearing 'we are the champions' blaring inside my head while reading that. honest. whoakay. sombody tell me they went thru that innocence stage as well, cos id be feeling really really stupid if you didnt.
craparoo.
anyway, to anyone who likes kids books like me -- kids books that make sense, mind you all -- i suggest Terabithia. a reaally beautiful read. and short too so ya wont be bored like me over frodo.
ok, so the movie's tagline("Discover a place that will never leave you, and a friendship that will change you forever") is way mush-over. i also think that they concentrated much on the fantasy part of the story, which isnt surprising cos making good bucks is the first and foremost priority in this industry. its just that i didnt expect it to look so... Narnia, if you know what i mean. read the book and agree.
anyhow, feb 16 in the US, and ive no idea when itll be shown here in PI but i am definitely gonna catch that movie.
ciao.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
psycho bitch from Hell
Orson
LOL.
sorry for flooding.
really good songs, i swear.
real good. way catchy. love it.
this was the outtro song of some juvenile djs in some radio channel (sorry but alzheimer complex struck again) that got me curious. it struck me funny that they were singing the same line off-key over and over and over again throughout their show with overflowing gusto i thought they were drunk. the line? And you're a psycho bitch from Hell.
ALREADY OVER
Orson
Bright Idea
Cue the music,
Curtain falls,
The lights all fade to gray.
Don't think there'll be an encore
For our secret Passion Play.
It's time to play the final card
In a game I now despise.
To me it seems so obvious-
To you it's such a big surprise.
It's already over-
If I stayed here, I'd only make you cry.
It's already over-
We can't move forward,
So let's move on...
Bye-bye.
They say parting is such sweet sorrow,
But I'm still looking for the sweet.
I feel just like a baby-
These tears don't miss a beat.
And I'd rather be anyone but Here
And anyplace else but Me.
I'll just climb inside my head awhile-
My demons have a date with me.
It's already over-
if I stayed here, I'd only make you cry.
It's already over-
We can't move forward,
So let's move on...
Bye-bye.
So go ahead, and hate me now
For breaking-up on the phone.
But I know that I'd crack if i saw your face-
I deserve to be alone.
And I hate that i still love you, girl-
And I only wish you well.
But i'll never be man enough for you,
And you're a psycho bitch from Hell.
It's already over-
If I stayed here, I'd only make you cry.
It's already over-
We can't move forward,
So let's move on...
Bye-bye.
So long.
Farewell.
Bye-bye
LOL.
sorry for flooding.
really good songs, i swear.
real good. way catchy. love it.
this was the outtro song of some juvenile djs in some radio channel (sorry but alzheimer complex struck again) that got me curious. it struck me funny that they were singing the same line off-key over and over and over again throughout their show with overflowing gusto i thought they were drunk. the line? And you're a psycho bitch from Hell.
ALREADY OVER
Orson
Bright Idea
Cue the music,
Curtain falls,
The lights all fade to gray.
Don't think there'll be an encore
For our secret Passion Play.
It's time to play the final card
In a game I now despise.
To me it seems so obvious-
To you it's such a big surprise.
It's already over-
If I stayed here, I'd only make you cry.
It's already over-
We can't move forward,
So let's move on...
Bye-bye.
They say parting is such sweet sorrow,
But I'm still looking for the sweet.
I feel just like a baby-
These tears don't miss a beat.
And I'd rather be anyone but Here
And anyplace else but Me.
I'll just climb inside my head awhile-
My demons have a date with me.
It's already over-
if I stayed here, I'd only make you cry.
It's already over-
We can't move forward,
So let's move on...
Bye-bye.
So go ahead, and hate me now
For breaking-up on the phone.
But I know that I'd crack if i saw your face-
I deserve to be alone.
And I hate that i still love you, girl-
And I only wish you well.
But i'll never be man enough for you,
And you're a psycho bitch from Hell.
It's already over-
If I stayed here, I'd only make you cry.
It's already over-
We can't move forward,
So let's move on...
Bye-bye.
So long.
Farewell.
Bye-bye
another great find
Rascal Flatts
hearing this song yesterday prompted me to stay home and listen to the radio all day, waiting for 883 to play it again...
ok, so it aint entirely because of it tha i stayed indoors. i just had the effects of staying up for nearly 24 fucking hours shoot smack down my bloodstreams bad. i was dozing like a castrated cat for most of the day. its nice. you should try it sometime, get some serious bonding with your bed and your ceiling.
lets not straggle off course too much, here's my major find of the week:
WHAT HURTS THE MOST
Rascal Flatts
Me & My Gang
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do
It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
(Not seeing that loving you)
That’s what I was trying to do
hearing this song yesterday prompted me to stay home and listen to the radio all day, waiting for 883 to play it again...
ok, so it aint entirely because of it tha i stayed indoors. i just had the effects of staying up for nearly 24 fucking hours shoot smack down my bloodstreams bad. i was dozing like a castrated cat for most of the day. its nice. you should try it sometime, get some serious bonding with your bed and your ceiling.
lets not straggle off course too much, here's my major find of the week:
WHAT HURTS THE MOST
Rascal Flatts
Me & My Gang
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do
It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
(Not seeing that loving you)
That’s what I was trying to do
my new booze and medicine
The Fray
moving
heavenly
i should be made their handler what with all the advertising i do for them. that'd be sweeet ^_^
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HOW TO SAVE A LIFE
The Fray
How To Save A Life
Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
^_^
moving
calming
heavenly
better than a cup o coffee
i should be made their handler what with all the advertising i do for them. that'd be sweeet ^_^
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HOW TO SAVE A LIFE
The Fray
How To Save A Life
Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
^_^
Sunday, February 11, 2007
im locked out. ive my room key with me, a gate key too. but i dont have no fuckin main-door key. i went through being pissed, desperate and bored
in a matter of minutes. i mentally beat myself up to death for being the scatter brain of scatter brains. god i hate feeling stupid. ive never wanted to be NOT lucid before this my entire life. and i fuckin smell like some chainsmoker's ashtray. way unrighteous.
i am hungry.
although i have the option to eat someplace here, i just dont have the sheer will needed to complete such task. ive been on-line since the first wee hour of the morning in this ill-stationed internet cafe and i still have an hour at the very least to waste away on surfing for guitar chords, updating starving, and watching manny poohquiao do his outrageous monologues down at youtube. thank god for internet cafes. and thank god that some of them are actually open 24/7.
nalipasan na ko ng gutom.
see, i cant even begin to ponder the english transalation of that. nagutom ako, nalipasan ako, nagutom ako ulit. shit.
i am now scornfully stupidly hungrily regretting my decision of not joining axis' way over the head fun group over at malate. hey teng, would you mind saving your 'i told you so's till next week? thanks. oh and hi to all them cool people i hung out with tonight.
oddly, i dont feel any pull of drowse at all.
i have been officially up for 20 hours. at this point my mind wanders to a quirkily made up illusion where i am having one heated conversation with cristina yang about who did the most hours of duty this week. meredith enters to break the fight. whoakay. enough of the crazy talk.
my night was a blast (until i got off jason's car and realized my huge moronic mistake).
twas troy's band suicidal genius' gig at mayric's tonight. might i say they were the best among all those bands i heard tonight. theirs was definitely refreshing after all that overdose of growling throats, male and female, mind you, that did nothing more than hurt the ear. ok im being biased and the strings and drums werent half that bad, but growls? they arent really the kind of vocals i enjoy listening to.
sigh. the fray's how to save a life is real soothing to the senses when youre stressed.
fuck, im way beyond stressed now. there aint no mirror around but ill bet the life of the person beside me (he's playing silly games on yahoo, the poor insomniac) that i look like shit. motherfucking horse shit. lay down on the dirt words bubba.
great, now im talkin to myself.
no youre not.
fucking yes i am.
stop that shit. no youre not.
you freak, im talking to you now, arent i?
huh? oh.. right. *sheesh* at least its just me thats --
shut it already!
i am hungry.
although i have the option to eat someplace here, i just dont have the sheer will needed to complete such task. ive been on-line since the first wee hour of the morning in this ill-stationed internet cafe and i still have an hour at the very least to waste away on surfing for guitar chords, updating starving, and watching manny poohquiao do his outrageous monologues down at youtube. thank god for internet cafes. and thank god that some of them are actually open 24/7.
nalipasan na ko ng gutom.
see, i cant even begin to ponder the english transalation of that. nagutom ako, nalipasan ako, nagutom ako ulit. shit.
i am now scornfully stupidly hungrily regretting my decision of not joining axis' way over the head fun group over at malate. hey teng, would you mind saving your 'i told you so's till next week? thanks. oh and hi to all them cool people i hung out with tonight.
oddly, i dont feel any pull of drowse at all.
i have been officially up for 20 hours. at this point my mind wanders to a quirkily made up illusion where i am having one heated conversation with cristina yang about who did the most hours of duty this week. meredith enters to break the fight. whoakay. enough of the crazy talk.
my night was a blast (until i got off jason's car and realized my huge moronic mistake).
twas troy's band suicidal genius' gig at mayric's tonight. might i say they were the best among all those bands i heard tonight. theirs was definitely refreshing after all that overdose of growling throats, male and female, mind you, that did nothing more than hurt the ear. ok im being biased and the strings and drums werent half that bad, but growls? they arent really the kind of vocals i enjoy listening to.
sigh. the fray's how to save a life is real soothing to the senses when youre stressed.
fuck, im way beyond stressed now. there aint no mirror around but ill bet the life of the person beside me (he's playing silly games on yahoo, the poor insomniac) that i look like shit. motherfucking horse shit. lay down on the dirt words bubba.
great, now im talkin to myself.
no youre not.
fucking yes i am.
stop that shit. no youre not.
you freak, im talking to you now, arent i?
huh? oh.. right. *sheesh* at least its just me thats --
shut it already!
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
21st July 2007, 00:01 BST
NEWS FROM JK'S SITE:
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows will be published on 21st July 2007 at 00:01 BST in the UK and at 00:01 in the USA. It will also be released at 00:01 BST on Saturday 21st July in other English speaking countries around the world.
Might I say "other English speaking countries around the world" includes the Philippines? Why the hell am I saying this anyway? Everybody'd already be placing orders in advance and I don't even have money to spare! Argh. Major major argh.
Friday, February 02, 2007
mood swing early in the morn. sigh.
chem is like killing me. i hate it. i dint attend the subject at all this week. fuck fuck fuck.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Change Of Image
bubbly day everyone!
i was thinking that, for a change, this post will showcase photos of the days that were. well. i was trying to be clever. hah. sue me :p
Griffin&Phoenix
~ Amanda Peet (Identity) and Dermont Mulroney (The Wedding Date) play the doomed lovers. The movie's a remake, I found out. I liked Peet eversince Jack & Jill. Mulroney shows nice acting, the first scenes are, like, tear jerkers. But, no silly, i dint cry. Nice movie, nice storylines, nice soundtrack. Just be warned about the brevity of it all. Leaving the cinema, all I thought about was how premature the ending was to my liking. I'll tell some more about it when i get hold of the script. Darn, I can't find it. ~
A Hotter Potter
~ Daniel Radcliffe (Harry Potter) is about to make his stage debut with Peter Shaffer's Equus in London's West End Theater this month. Hear that? WEST END?? He's going big time, that kid is. The bigger news? Equus is about a stable boy's erotic fixation with horses. Daniel will play a mentally disturbed boy who pokes horses in the eye with a metal wire and strides them naked for sexual thrills. Syet. Over half a million tickets have been pre-sold for the show assumingly because of Dan. Did I mention he'll appear nekkid in at least one scene? ~
i was thinking that, for a change, this post will showcase photos of the days that were. well. i was trying to be clever. hah. sue me :p
Griffin&Phoenix
~ Amanda Peet (Identity) and Dermont Mulroney (The Wedding Date) play the doomed lovers. The movie's a remake, I found out. I liked Peet eversince Jack & Jill. Mulroney shows nice acting, the first scenes are, like, tear jerkers. But, no silly, i dint cry. Nice movie, nice storylines, nice soundtrack. Just be warned about the brevity of it all. Leaving the cinema, all I thought about was how premature the ending was to my liking. I'll tell some more about it when i get hold of the script. Darn, I can't find it. ~
A Hotter Potter
~ Daniel Radcliffe (Harry Potter) is about to make his stage debut with Peter Shaffer's Equus in London's West End Theater this month. Hear that? WEST END?? He's going big time, that kid is. The bigger news? Equus is about a stable boy's erotic fixation with horses. Daniel will play a mentally disturbed boy who pokes horses in the eye with a metal wire and strides them naked for sexual thrills. Syet. Over half a million tickets have been pre-sold for the show assumingly because of Dan. Did I mention he'll appear nekkid in at least one scene? ~
Monday, January 22, 2007
seeing saw
PreScript(if there is such thing):
my gran had a mild heart attack early in the am last friday. she was discharged from the hospital yesterday, sunday. im worried. i dont really pray but i love my lola so i guess i can make exceptions for her.
Get well Lola.
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i have waited long enuff. finally watched bloody SAW 3 last night.
arggh.
bollocks (i had to mention bollocks after bloody, of course).
not what i expected.
friggin disappointed.
i guess that happens when you expect too much from a film, especially if its predecessors did good in the trilogy movie population thats consuming the big screen nowadays. i wonder if the harry potter series will set the trend in the near 20XX for 7-part movies? ..now now, dont start.
the story was sabog. although i saw the attempt at making it the conclusion/resolution of the series. i appreciated the flashbacks cause they reminded me of why i liked the films in the first place. btw, saw 1 is bloody brilliant. saw 2 is just smashing! i really thought, or rather hoped, that dina meyer (kerry) was gonna be like, the major character (cause i really liked her in birds of prey)but, no, they had to plug in a new one. that jeff shit character is very VERY annoying, i must say. i cant fuckin believe hed stand there for minutes and then finally decide that hed save his enemies when its already too fuckin late. at least dr. lynn was convincing. you gotta love the part where she cut open jigsaw's skull to perform an operation -- all by herself! it had me on the edge of my seat more so than those other stunts: the twisting limb machine was great, nice nigga acting there; the hook or bomb situation was also a spectacle, you could see the skin rip with every hook he pulled from his bod; the freezer room was a big whatthehell?. duh. duh-er if you please; and the pig grinder whatev was just... gross. no other word for it. ew.
the stunts reminded me of another trilogy which has a very nice first offer, an are-you-fuckin-kidding-me second installment, and a bold attempt to reason things out with the third. familiar with CUBE? major major suggestion from me to you. that is, if youre not yet puking with my review of saw 3. wink wink.
my gran had a mild heart attack early in the am last friday. she was discharged from the hospital yesterday, sunday. im worried. i dont really pray but i love my lola so i guess i can make exceptions for her.
Get well Lola.
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i have waited long enuff. finally watched bloody SAW 3 last night.
arggh.
bollocks (i had to mention bollocks after bloody, of course).
not what i expected.
friggin disappointed.
i guess that happens when you expect too much from a film, especially if its predecessors did good in the trilogy movie population thats consuming the big screen nowadays. i wonder if the harry potter series will set the trend in the near 20XX for 7-part movies? ..now now, dont start.
the story was sabog. although i saw the attempt at making it the conclusion/resolution of the series. i appreciated the flashbacks cause they reminded me of why i liked the films in the first place. btw, saw 1 is bloody brilliant. saw 2 is just smashing! i really thought, or rather hoped, that dina meyer (kerry) was gonna be like, the major character (cause i really liked her in birds of prey)but, no, they had to plug in a new one. that jeff shit character is very VERY annoying, i must say. i cant fuckin believe hed stand there for minutes and then finally decide that hed save his enemies when its already too fuckin late. at least dr. lynn was convincing. you gotta love the part where she cut open jigsaw's skull to perform an operation -- all by herself! it had me on the edge of my seat more so than those other stunts: the twisting limb machine was great, nice nigga acting there; the hook or bomb situation was also a spectacle, you could see the skin rip with every hook he pulled from his bod; the freezer room was a big whatthehell?. duh. duh-er if you please; and the pig grinder whatev was just... gross. no other word for it. ew.
the stunts reminded me of another trilogy which has a very nice first offer, an are-you-fuckin-kidding-me second installment, and a bold attempt to reason things out with the third. familiar with CUBE? major major suggestion from me to you. that is, if youre not yet puking with my review of saw 3. wink wink.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
nombre
now playing: if i am - nine days
excerpt: The answers we find are never what we had in mind
So we make it up as we go along
You don't talk of dreams
I won't mention tomorrow
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
i wasnt really that of a fan of nine days. i knew this song for ages and it wasnt exactly what idve called spectacular. but there are times in life when youre heavily feeling a particular emotion and then you hear a song that smacks right through your veins. hits the spot. makes you melt. makes you crumble. takes you high. takes you somewhere. takes you there.
perfect in every sense.
and so it goes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
i so dont want to ruin the moment but i cant help writing about my neighbor (im in a computer shop) watching a live performance of some group that sounds eeriely like the used (im hoping againt odds theyre not them!). the lyrics got me when it screamed something like: "My cock... is bigger than yours. My cock... is bigger than yours. It can even walk thru that door." LMAO!!!! talk about polar opposites of what i just said about if i am! the only way that would hit the spot is if you were horny as hell haha!
excerpt: The answers we find are never what we had in mind
So we make it up as we go along
You don't talk of dreams
I won't mention tomorrow
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
i wasnt really that of a fan of nine days. i knew this song for ages and it wasnt exactly what idve called spectacular. but there are times in life when youre heavily feeling a particular emotion and then you hear a song that smacks right through your veins. hits the spot. makes you melt. makes you crumble. takes you high. takes you somewhere. takes you there.
perfect in every sense.
and so it goes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
i so dont want to ruin the moment but i cant help writing about my neighbor (im in a computer shop) watching a live performance of some group that sounds eeriely like the used (im hoping againt odds theyre not them!). the lyrics got me when it screamed something like: "My cock... is bigger than yours. My cock... is bigger than yours. It can even walk thru that door." LMAO!!!! talk about polar opposites of what i just said about if i am! the only way that would hit the spot is if you were horny as hell haha!
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
bastusan na
damulag,
i have never felt more angered. i am still unable to process the fact that i got a 72 in ITF (when my chem grade was 88. yes, chem, the same class where i almost dozed off just yesterday). somebody shake me something fierce because i am so not over it. no, not after you gave your speech. not after you made us all take our phones out and compute the grades ourselves. not even after you identified yourself as a certified bitch. oh, i could never agree more. bitch. throw in pug too, and fat-ass, and crap-face. hey, has no one ever told you that the dark circles around your eyes are so dark and huge they would've mistaken you for a dalmatian? rude? please. i am being polite now, trust me. because if i wasn't, you'd probably read shit here that would make your mother die of heart attack. or at least make your dog throw up like mad and your cat eat its own shit. man. pardon my attitude. i am only trying to get back to you in the worst possible way i can think of right now. hell, i'm not sure i'm even thinking straight right now. i keep zoning out. mostly just to plot the best revenge that would not get me in trouble once i managed to make you eat dirt.
after that little speech, please don't think you got to me. because you did not. not even close. and don't you ever talk to me about responsibility again. i know for a fact that YOU did not mention anything about printing that stupid resume exercise. YOU lousily lost our test papers and then YOU twist shit around so that it's suddenly our fault(!) YOU rarely show up to class, at least our class, and when you do come to, you're late like hell. need i mention our class is 11 in the freakin morning? can't you step up a bit for christ's sake? is your fat lazy ass too heavy for you to lift? and please, plase do not use your other classes to reason out your laziness. ESTUDYANTE MO RIN KAMI PUTANGINA. is that fact a deal of a shocker to you? god. you are worse than Tabuloc. i swear.
i am not average, i tell you. i am not ordinary. i am not regular. i am not just anyone. i personally made it a pledge to make you see, bitch. you are so going down.
fuming sincerely,
max
i have never felt more angered. i am still unable to process the fact that i got a 72 in ITF (when my chem grade was 88. yes, chem, the same class where i almost dozed off just yesterday). somebody shake me something fierce because i am so not over it. no, not after you gave your speech. not after you made us all take our phones out and compute the grades ourselves. not even after you identified yourself as a certified bitch. oh, i could never agree more. bitch. throw in pug too, and fat-ass, and crap-face. hey, has no one ever told you that the dark circles around your eyes are so dark and huge they would've mistaken you for a dalmatian? rude? please. i am being polite now, trust me. because if i wasn't, you'd probably read shit here that would make your mother die of heart attack. or at least make your dog throw up like mad and your cat eat its own shit. man. pardon my attitude. i am only trying to get back to you in the worst possible way i can think of right now. hell, i'm not sure i'm even thinking straight right now. i keep zoning out. mostly just to plot the best revenge that would not get me in trouble once i managed to make you eat dirt.
after that little speech, please don't think you got to me. because you did not. not even close. and don't you ever talk to me about responsibility again. i know for a fact that YOU did not mention anything about printing that stupid resume exercise. YOU lousily lost our test papers and then YOU twist shit around so that it's suddenly our fault(!) YOU rarely show up to class, at least our class, and when you do come to, you're late like hell. need i mention our class is 11 in the freakin morning? can't you step up a bit for christ's sake? is your fat lazy ass too heavy for you to lift? and please, plase do not use your other classes to reason out your laziness. ESTUDYANTE MO RIN KAMI PUTANGINA. is that fact a deal of a shocker to you? god. you are worse than Tabuloc. i swear.
i am not average, i tell you. i am not ordinary. i am not regular. i am not just anyone. i personally made it a pledge to make you see, bitch. you are so going down.
fuming sincerely,
max
Friday, January 12, 2007
in between years
HAPS NEW YEAR BLOGGAS!
sbeen what, a fortnight since pig year began and im greeting shit only now huh. that and the fact that ive been online for times more than i could count this past week or two. i feel crappy. but im happy im bloggin again!
last year:
:: the new potter book's official title's out! sounds weird to me though --- "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows" ...sabog ka rin ba ngayun JK your highness? kiddin. love that gal.
@@@ edit: deathly hallows nut deathly hollows. tnx em. :p
:: axis' cds introduced me to another side of the music scene. say CAT STEVENS, THE WONDERS, THIRD EYE BLIND (although i was a fan before already, i just now realize their words), SINEAD O'CONNOR, TORI AMOS, PRINCE(?), BLESSED UNION OF SOULS... not to mention to a very angry pov at the rising tide of covers today. damn. rip offs haha!!
:: i actually saw a judy ann santos movie in the cinema! wow, thats called achievement. in fairness to her, i laughed my ass off at some of her antics.
:: went to the department store. took a detour too! i dint want nobody that worked there seeing me. complications and all- that- crap.
:: watched the full second season of COLD CASE. i just gotta have that freakin fuckin awessssome soundtrack baby! ill trade that for sex, anyone? haha!
:: dvd marathon -- 10 minutes of every waking hour. my eyes probably need glasses now.
:: went to church. and no, i was not scorched!
:: khristy had her birthday. hope she was happy. see you in march, cant wait. :p
:: my younger bro bought himself a pokemon series dvd. I finished the 64 episodes in less than 5 days, staying up til 2am at times. i always liked that shit. i lose about a quarter of sensibility when im trying to get hold of what i want haha!
:: took in a lot of unsaturated fat. christmas is food anyhoot. hope me blood pressure dont soar that high.
present year:
:: freakin exams the first week we're back in school! $#%@*!!
:: mo lost his credit card in G4. no sweat. he woulda lost his atm card too if i hadnt seen it lying face back in his garage's pave. okay, now panic. he really should keep track of his stuff.
:: my professor finally took care of my not being enrolled in his subject. now those are the kind of teahers we should all have. so good samaritan of him. sana kunin na sya ni lord. hekek
:: nyahaha! i got a 91 in the society prelim exam and i dint even review that much. talk about maximum profit, minimum effort. team rocket style.
:: angel let me in on a secret. you're the man. no proof needed. heh heh.
:: fuck i have an 83 grade???? whats the deal man??? i gotta do betta next time. ace em, ace em all!
:: oh. my. god. MANNY POOHKYAW is hysterically funny! search youtube for clips of him in homeboy, wowowee and wazzup wazzup. i know, so ghetto, but you are fuckin gonna fall off your seats lauging your asses off,, i still cant get over that misplaced fridge!
lots more happened, but right now ive starved myself to write this -havent had lunch yet- so ill see you soon fans!
sbeen what, a fortnight since pig year began and im greeting shit only now huh. that and the fact that ive been online for times more than i could count this past week or two. i feel crappy. but im happy im bloggin again!
last year:
:: the new potter book's official title's out! sounds weird to me though --- "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows" ...sabog ka rin ba ngayun JK your highness? kiddin. love that gal.
@@@ edit: deathly hallows nut deathly hollows. tnx em. :p
:: axis' cds introduced me to another side of the music scene. say CAT STEVENS, THE WONDERS, THIRD EYE BLIND (although i was a fan before already, i just now realize their words), SINEAD O'CONNOR, TORI AMOS, PRINCE(?), BLESSED UNION OF SOULS... not to mention to a very angry pov at the rising tide of covers today. damn. rip offs haha!!
:: i actually saw a judy ann santos movie in the cinema! wow, thats called achievement. in fairness to her, i laughed my ass off at some of her antics.
:: went to the department store. took a detour too! i dint want nobody that worked there seeing me. complications and all- that- crap.
:: watched the full second season of COLD CASE. i just gotta have that freakin fuckin awessssome soundtrack baby! ill trade that for sex, anyone? haha!
:: dvd marathon -- 10 minutes of every waking hour. my eyes probably need glasses now.
:: went to church. and no, i was not scorched!
:: khristy had her birthday. hope she was happy. see you in march, cant wait. :p
:: my younger bro bought himself a pokemon series dvd. I finished the 64 episodes in less than 5 days, staying up til 2am at times. i always liked that shit. i lose about a quarter of sensibility when im trying to get hold of what i want haha!
:: took in a lot of unsaturated fat. christmas is food anyhoot. hope me blood pressure dont soar that high.
present year:
:: freakin exams the first week we're back in school! $#%@*!!
:: mo lost his credit card in G4. no sweat. he woulda lost his atm card too if i hadnt seen it lying face back in his garage's pave. okay, now panic. he really should keep track of his stuff.
:: my professor finally took care of my not being enrolled in his subject. now those are the kind of teahers we should all have. so good samaritan of him. sana kunin na sya ni lord. hekek
:: nyahaha! i got a 91 in the society prelim exam and i dint even review that much. talk about maximum profit, minimum effort. team rocket style.
:: angel let me in on a secret. you're the man. no proof needed. heh heh.
:: fuck i have an 83 grade???? whats the deal man??? i gotta do betta next time. ace em, ace em all!
:: oh. my. god. MANNY POOHKYAW is hysterically funny! search youtube for clips of him in homeboy, wowowee and wazzup wazzup. i know, so ghetto, but you are fuckin gonna fall off your seats lauging your asses off,, i still cant get over that misplaced fridge!
lots more happened, but right now ive starved myself to write this -havent had lunch yet- so ill see you soon fans!
Sunday, December 17, 2006
on second thought, i wanted to say this:
actually, i just want to comment on JR Siaboc. he was one of the contestants in pinoy dream academy, if u dont know. (yes, i watched that shit, and by shit i mean stuff and not anything negative cos them p[eople were really quite talented.) the other day in the solo interview they must have been instructed to talk about their personal life before the academy and i wasnt really interested in anything until Siaboc said this story of how they were so poor. according to him, he and his dad used to wake up at eight in the am with awfully rumbling stomachs to find no food at their table. "so ang gagawin namen, matutulog na lang kami ulit ni itay at gigising kame ulit ng mga 12noon. ayun, kung minsan wala pa rin talagang pagkain. ang hirap nung gutom na gutom ka tas tubig na lang meron."
my apologies but,
WTF MAN?
you complain of being starved each morning and yet all you do is go back to sleep and pray that when you wake up again your friggin bitch'll be serving YOUR food in the FRIGGIN TABLE?! friggin GET A JOB YOU ASSHOLE!!
okay. temper temper. boy am i glad he won second place. kawawa naman ang nanay nya kung hindi.
on a happier note: the young awesome exxxtreeemely talented YENG won!!! yay!!! she totally deserves it!!!!
my apologies but,
WTF MAN?
you complain of being starved each morning and yet all you do is go back to sleep and pray that when you wake up again your friggin bitch'll be serving YOUR food in the FRIGGIN TABLE?! friggin GET A JOB YOU ASSHOLE!!
okay. temper temper. boy am i glad he won second place. kawawa naman ang nanay nya kung hindi.
on a happier note: the young awesome exxxtreeemely talented YENG won!!! yay!!! she totally deserves it!!!!
Thursday, December 14, 2006
C fuck H fuck E fuck M ohfuckme!
i have a chem exam in exactly 30! hear that? CHEM??? CRAP!!!
my friggin fuckin sentiment about this subject has NOT EVER changed since freakin third year high school. oh god, oh god im panicking! this has never happened since that horrible moment my brother caught me jacking off! CHRIST DID I JUST SAY THAT? i think i need help. i need mercy! i need grace! we started with goddamn plain and simple(whatthefuck?) electron configuration and i CANT for the life of me even get it friggin right! im sick i say! sick to the stomach with the course! why god-devil-satan why do i have to go thru this shit? this hell??!!! blast everything! be gone chem! be gone! disappear from my already crumbling world! i freakin cudnt believe i was soaring happy yesterday!!!
well. that felt nice.
now i really do gotta go. the thirtys down to 20. blasted chemistry examination. pray to god i live to tell the story.
my friggin fuckin sentiment about this subject has NOT EVER changed since freakin third year high school. oh god, oh god im panicking! this has never happened since that horrible moment my brother caught me jacking off! CHRIST DID I JUST SAY THAT? i think i need help. i need mercy! i need grace! we started with goddamn plain and simple(whatthefuck?) electron configuration and i CANT for the life of me even get it friggin right! im sick i say! sick to the stomach with the course! why god-devil-satan why do i have to go thru this shit? this hell??!!! blast everything! be gone chem! be gone! disappear from my already crumbling world! i freakin cudnt believe i was soaring happy yesterday!!!
well. that felt nice.
now i really do gotta go. the thirtys down to 20. blasted chemistry examination. pray to god i live to tell the story.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
my list. please dont read, else be bored.
i just like keeping records. back in 2001 i knew EVERY chapter title in book 1. no kidding. :) now unless youre fanatic like me, you probably wont appreciate it so i suggest you move on.
BOOK 1
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
Chapter 1-1 The Boy Who Lived
Chapter 1-2 The Vanishing Glass
Chapter 1-3 The Letters from No One
Chapter 1-4 The Keeper of the Keys
Chapter 1-5 Diagon Alley
Chapter 1-6 The Journey from Platform Nine and Three-quarters
Chapter 1-7 The sorting Hat
Chapter 1-8 The Potions Master
Chapter 1-9 The Midnight duel
Chapter 1-10 Halloween
Chapter 1-11 Quidditch
Chapter 1-12 The Mirror of Erised
Chapter 1-13 Nicolas Flamel
Chapter 1-14 Norbert The Norwegian Ridgeback
Chapter 1-15 The Forbidden Forest
Chapter 1-16 Through the Trapdoor
Chapter 1-17 The Man with Two Faces
BOOK 2
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Chapter 2-1 The Worst Brithday
Chapter 2-2 Dobby's Warning
Chapter 2-3 The Burrow
Chapter 2-4 At Flourish and Botts
Chapter 2-5 The Whomping Willow
Chapter 2-6 Gilderoy Lockhart
Chapter 2-7 Mudbloods an Murmurs
Chapter 2-8 The Deathday Party
Chapter 2-9 The writing on the Wall
Chapter 2-10 The Rogue Bludger
Chapter 2-11 The Dueling Club
Chapter 2-12 The Polyjuice Potion
Chapter 2-13 The Very Secret Diary
Chapter 2-14 Cornelius Fudge
Chapter 2-15 Aragog
Chapter 2-16 The Chamber of Secrets
Chapter 2-17 The heir of Slytherin
Chapter 2-18 Dobby's reward
BOOK 3
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Chapter 3-1 Owl Post
Chapter 3-2 Aunt Marge's Big Mistake
Chapter 3-3 The Knight Bus
Chapter 3-4 The Leaky Cauldron
Chapter 3-5 The Dementor
Chapter 3-6 Talons and Tea Leaves
Chapter 3-7 The Boggart in the Wardrobe
Chapter 3-8 Flight of the Fat Lady
Chapter 3-9 Grim Defeat
Chapter 3-10 The Marauder's Map
Chapter 3-11 The Firebolt
Chapter 3-12 The Patronus
Chapter 3-13 Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw
Chapter 3-14 Snape's Grudge
Chapter 3-15 The Quidditch Final
Chapter 3-16 Professor Trelawney's Prediction
Chapter 3-17 Cat, Rat and Dog
Chapter 3-18 Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs
Chapter 3-19 The Servant of Lord Voldemort
Chapter 3-20 The Dementor's Kiss
Chapter 3-21 Hermione's Secret
Chapter 3-22 Owl Post Again
BOOK 4
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Chapter 4-1 The Riddle House
Chapter 4-2 The scar
Chapter 4-3 The Invitation
Chapter 4-4 Back to The Burrow
Chapter 4-5 Weasley's Wizard Wheezes
Chapter 4-6 The Portkey
Chapter 4-7 Bagman and Crouch
Chapter 4-8 The Quidditch World Cup
Chapter 4-9 The Dark Mark
Chapter 4-10 Mayhem at the Ministery
Chapter 4-11 Aboard the Hogwarts Express
Chapter 4-12 The Triwizard Tournament
Chapter 4-13 Mad-Eye Moody
Chapter 4-14 The Unforgivable Curses
Chapter 4-15 Beauxbatons and Durmstrang
Chapter 4-16 The Goblet of Fire
Chapter 4-17 The Four Champions
Chapter 4-18 The Weighing of the Wands
Chapter 4-19 The Hungarian Horntail
Chapter 4-20 The First Task
Chapter 4-21 The House-Elf Liberation Front
Chapter 4-22 The Unexpected Task
Chapter 4-23 The Yule Ball
Chapter 4-24 Rita Skeeter's Scoop
Chapter 4-25 The Egg and the Eye
Chapter 4-26 The Second Task
Chapter 4-27 Padfoot Returns
Chapter 4-28 The Madness of Mr Crouch
Chapter 4-29 The Dream
Chapter 4-30 The Pensieve
Chapter 4-31 The Third Task
Chapter 4-32 Flesh, Blood and Bone
Chapter 4-33 The Death Eaters
Chapter 4-34 Priori Incantatem
Chapter 4-35 Veritaserum
Chapter 4-36 The Parting of the Ways
Chapter 4-37 The Beginning
BOOK 5
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Chapter 5-1 Dudley Demented
Chapter 5-2 A peck of Owls
Chapter 5-3 The advance Guard
Chapter 5-4 Number Twelve - Grimmauld Place
Chapter 5-5 The Order of the Phoenix
Chapter 5-6 The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black
Chapter 5-7 The Ministry of Magic
Chapter 5-8 The Hearing
Chapter 5-9 The Woes of Mrs Weasly
Chapter 5-10 Luna Lovegood
Chapter 5-11 The Sorting Hat's New Song
Chapter 5-12 Professor Umbridge
Chapter 5-13 Detention with Dolores
Chapter 5-14 Percy and Padfoot
Chapter 5-15 The Hogwarts High Inquisitor
Chapter 5-16 The Hog's Head
Chapter 5-17 Educational Decree Number Twenty-four
Chapter 5-18 Dumbledore's Army
Chapter 5-19 The Lion and the Serpent
Chapter 5-20 Hagrid's Tale
Chapter 5-21 The Eye of the Snake
Chapter 5-22 St Mungo's Hospital
Chapter 5-23 Christmas on the Closed Ward
Chapter 5-24 Occlumency
Chapter 5-25 The Beetle at Bay
Chapter 5-26 Seen and Unforeseen
Chapter 5-27 The Centaur and the Sneak
Chapter 5-28 Snape's Worst Memory
Chapter 5-29 Careers Advice
Chapter 5-30 Grawp
Chapter 5-31 OWLs
Chapter 5-32 Out of the Fire
Chapter 5-33 Fight and Flight
Chapter 5-34 The Department of Mysteries
Chapter 5-35 Beyond the Veil
Chapter 5-36 The Only One He Ever Feared
Chapter 5-37 The Lost Prophecy
Chapter 5-38 The Second War Begins
BOOK 6
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
Chapter 6-1 The Other Minister
Chapter 6-2 Spinner's End
Chapter 6-3 Will and Won't
Chapter 6-4 Horace Slughorn
Chapter 6-5 An Excess of Phlegm
Chapter 6-6 Draco's Detour
Chapter 6-7 The Slug Club
Chapter 6-8 Snape Victorious
Chapter 6-9 The Half-Blood Prince
Chapter 6-10 The House of Gaunt
Chapter 6-11 Hermione's Helping Hand
Chapter 6-12 Silver and Opals
Chapter 6-13 The Secret Riddle
Chapter 6-14 Felix Felicis
Chapter 6-15 The Unbreakable Vow
Chapter 6-16 A Very Frosty Christmas
Chapter 6-17 A Sluggish Memory
Chapter 6-18 Birthday Surprises
Chapter 6-19 Elf Tails
Chapter 6-20 Lord Voldemort's Request
Chapter 6-21 The Unknowable Room
Chapter 6-22 After the Burial
Chapter 6-23 Horcruxes
Chapter 6-24 Sectumsempra
Chapter 6-25 The Seer Overhead
Chapter 6-26 The Cave
Chapter 6-27 The Lightning-Struck Tower
Chapter 6-28 Flight of the Prince
Chapter 6-29 The Phoenix Lament
Chapter 6-30 The White Tomb
we all have JK(feeling close?) to thank! ciao.
BOOK 1
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
Chapter 1-1 The Boy Who Lived
Chapter 1-2 The Vanishing Glass
Chapter 1-3 The Letters from No One
Chapter 1-4 The Keeper of the Keys
Chapter 1-5 Diagon Alley
Chapter 1-6 The Journey from Platform Nine and Three-quarters
Chapter 1-7 The sorting Hat
Chapter 1-8 The Potions Master
Chapter 1-9 The Midnight duel
Chapter 1-10 Halloween
Chapter 1-11 Quidditch
Chapter 1-12 The Mirror of Erised
Chapter 1-13 Nicolas Flamel
Chapter 1-14 Norbert The Norwegian Ridgeback
Chapter 1-15 The Forbidden Forest
Chapter 1-16 Through the Trapdoor
Chapter 1-17 The Man with Two Faces
BOOK 2
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Chapter 2-1 The Worst Brithday
Chapter 2-2 Dobby's Warning
Chapter 2-3 The Burrow
Chapter 2-4 At Flourish and Botts
Chapter 2-5 The Whomping Willow
Chapter 2-6 Gilderoy Lockhart
Chapter 2-7 Mudbloods an Murmurs
Chapter 2-8 The Deathday Party
Chapter 2-9 The writing on the Wall
Chapter 2-10 The Rogue Bludger
Chapter 2-11 The Dueling Club
Chapter 2-12 The Polyjuice Potion
Chapter 2-13 The Very Secret Diary
Chapter 2-14 Cornelius Fudge
Chapter 2-15 Aragog
Chapter 2-16 The Chamber of Secrets
Chapter 2-17 The heir of Slytherin
Chapter 2-18 Dobby's reward
BOOK 3
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Chapter 3-1 Owl Post
Chapter 3-2 Aunt Marge's Big Mistake
Chapter 3-3 The Knight Bus
Chapter 3-4 The Leaky Cauldron
Chapter 3-5 The Dementor
Chapter 3-6 Talons and Tea Leaves
Chapter 3-7 The Boggart in the Wardrobe
Chapter 3-8 Flight of the Fat Lady
Chapter 3-9 Grim Defeat
Chapter 3-10 The Marauder's Map
Chapter 3-11 The Firebolt
Chapter 3-12 The Patronus
Chapter 3-13 Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw
Chapter 3-14 Snape's Grudge
Chapter 3-15 The Quidditch Final
Chapter 3-16 Professor Trelawney's Prediction
Chapter 3-17 Cat, Rat and Dog
Chapter 3-18 Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs
Chapter 3-19 The Servant of Lord Voldemort
Chapter 3-20 The Dementor's Kiss
Chapter 3-21 Hermione's Secret
Chapter 3-22 Owl Post Again
BOOK 4
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Chapter 4-1 The Riddle House
Chapter 4-2 The scar
Chapter 4-3 The Invitation
Chapter 4-4 Back to The Burrow
Chapter 4-5 Weasley's Wizard Wheezes
Chapter 4-6 The Portkey
Chapter 4-7 Bagman and Crouch
Chapter 4-8 The Quidditch World Cup
Chapter 4-9 The Dark Mark
Chapter 4-10 Mayhem at the Ministery
Chapter 4-11 Aboard the Hogwarts Express
Chapter 4-12 The Triwizard Tournament
Chapter 4-13 Mad-Eye Moody
Chapter 4-14 The Unforgivable Curses
Chapter 4-15 Beauxbatons and Durmstrang
Chapter 4-16 The Goblet of Fire
Chapter 4-17 The Four Champions
Chapter 4-18 The Weighing of the Wands
Chapter 4-19 The Hungarian Horntail
Chapter 4-20 The First Task
Chapter 4-21 The House-Elf Liberation Front
Chapter 4-22 The Unexpected Task
Chapter 4-23 The Yule Ball
Chapter 4-24 Rita Skeeter's Scoop
Chapter 4-25 The Egg and the Eye
Chapter 4-26 The Second Task
Chapter 4-27 Padfoot Returns
Chapter 4-28 The Madness of Mr Crouch
Chapter 4-29 The Dream
Chapter 4-30 The Pensieve
Chapter 4-31 The Third Task
Chapter 4-32 Flesh, Blood and Bone
Chapter 4-33 The Death Eaters
Chapter 4-34 Priori Incantatem
Chapter 4-35 Veritaserum
Chapter 4-36 The Parting of the Ways
Chapter 4-37 The Beginning
BOOK 5
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Chapter 5-1 Dudley Demented
Chapter 5-2 A peck of Owls
Chapter 5-3 The advance Guard
Chapter 5-4 Number Twelve - Grimmauld Place
Chapter 5-5 The Order of the Phoenix
Chapter 5-6 The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black
Chapter 5-7 The Ministry of Magic
Chapter 5-8 The Hearing
Chapter 5-9 The Woes of Mrs Weasly
Chapter 5-10 Luna Lovegood
Chapter 5-11 The Sorting Hat's New Song
Chapter 5-12 Professor Umbridge
Chapter 5-13 Detention with Dolores
Chapter 5-14 Percy and Padfoot
Chapter 5-15 The Hogwarts High Inquisitor
Chapter 5-16 The Hog's Head
Chapter 5-17 Educational Decree Number Twenty-four
Chapter 5-18 Dumbledore's Army
Chapter 5-19 The Lion and the Serpent
Chapter 5-20 Hagrid's Tale
Chapter 5-21 The Eye of the Snake
Chapter 5-22 St Mungo's Hospital
Chapter 5-23 Christmas on the Closed Ward
Chapter 5-24 Occlumency
Chapter 5-25 The Beetle at Bay
Chapter 5-26 Seen and Unforeseen
Chapter 5-27 The Centaur and the Sneak
Chapter 5-28 Snape's Worst Memory
Chapter 5-29 Careers Advice
Chapter 5-30 Grawp
Chapter 5-31 OWLs
Chapter 5-32 Out of the Fire
Chapter 5-33 Fight and Flight
Chapter 5-34 The Department of Mysteries
Chapter 5-35 Beyond the Veil
Chapter 5-36 The Only One He Ever Feared
Chapter 5-37 The Lost Prophecy
Chapter 5-38 The Second War Begins
BOOK 6
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
Chapter 6-1 The Other Minister
Chapter 6-2 Spinner's End
Chapter 6-3 Will and Won't
Chapter 6-4 Horace Slughorn
Chapter 6-5 An Excess of Phlegm
Chapter 6-6 Draco's Detour
Chapter 6-7 The Slug Club
Chapter 6-8 Snape Victorious
Chapter 6-9 The Half-Blood Prince
Chapter 6-10 The House of Gaunt
Chapter 6-11 Hermione's Helping Hand
Chapter 6-12 Silver and Opals
Chapter 6-13 The Secret Riddle
Chapter 6-14 Felix Felicis
Chapter 6-15 The Unbreakable Vow
Chapter 6-16 A Very Frosty Christmas
Chapter 6-17 A Sluggish Memory
Chapter 6-18 Birthday Surprises
Chapter 6-19 Elf Tails
Chapter 6-20 Lord Voldemort's Request
Chapter 6-21 The Unknowable Room
Chapter 6-22 After the Burial
Chapter 6-23 Horcruxes
Chapter 6-24 Sectumsempra
Chapter 6-25 The Seer Overhead
Chapter 6-26 The Cave
Chapter 6-27 The Lightning-Struck Tower
Chapter 6-28 Flight of the Prince
Chapter 6-29 The Phoenix Lament
Chapter 6-30 The White Tomb
we all have JK(feeling close?) to thank! ciao.
a mood kick!
thanks so much to y'all
this is creepy cause im feelin really grateful to i dont know who right now and i have no effing idea why! psychotic but thanks anyway! whoever you are.
this is creepy cause im feelin really grateful to i dont know who right now and i have no effing idea why! psychotic but thanks anyway! whoever you are.
Monday, December 11, 2006
sun go away. max dont need ya
sarap ng weather.. lasang brazo de mercedez ice cream..
although i am not too fond of ice cream at the moment.
actually, now that i think of it, not since grade school.. im just not an ice cream person. ill take coffee freeze over rocky road anytime. oh most especially now that the world (or at least the philippines) has sunk down into great depths in order to create exotic-to-the-point-of-absurdity ice cream flavors the likes of sans rival and brazo de mercedez. im terribly terribly sorry but right now i canNOT fight the persistent itch to mention that sans rival has a silent s ('san rival') and that 'sans rival' is anyhow acceptable in todays colloquial language -- unless of course youre french. how would i know that you ask. well i love sans rival, the real thing, mind you, not the ice cream stuff. also: would i sound like a moron if i said i didnt know what a brazo de mercedez was? i honestly dont.. ok. now that thats out, lets go back to the wonderful world of filipino ice cream. really, why cant we just have the regular flavors like strawberry or mocca?? and if we feel like being unconventional, why cant we just have flavors like banana?(i love banana shakes btw) or bubble gum? im not speaking for most everyone here; my tastebuds arent even expert on the subject, but really, i have tasted both sans rival and brazo de mercedez and the best i could say is that they made me impatiently thirsty. swear. one of them even tasted like coconut. coconut? im so not a fan.
now before ice cream companies get around to suing me, another reason im not especially keen on sinking my teeth on some is the weather. naulan. i am so loving the rain right now. and the clouds. and the wind. and the absofrigginlutely perfect temperature. sure i missed my 7am class because i left pampanga at about 6:30, sure i froze like hell-thats-frozen-over in the bus because the air-conditoning was turned well up, sure i missed the first major exam in Sining and i probably wouldnt be entitled to a special exam because the reasons i had werent exactly valid -- but whatthehell the weather made up for it. i didnt mind getting wet on my way to school. i didnt mind that i dint have time to bathe this morning. i dint mind that i still had to endure classes til friday before the sweeeeeet christmas vacation. nope. dint mind at all that i and my best bud in school Olan joked about "ang sarap ng weather, lasang brazo de mercedez flavored ice cream".
ah.. all this heavenly talk is making me sleepy. before i go though, will somebody please tell the sun to take a vacation? mekkim go to mars for a week or sumthin. i definitely wont miss him. buh bye.
although i am not too fond of ice cream at the moment.
actually, now that i think of it, not since grade school.. im just not an ice cream person. ill take coffee freeze over rocky road anytime. oh most especially now that the world (or at least the philippines) has sunk down into great depths in order to create exotic-to-the-point-of-absurdity ice cream flavors the likes of sans rival and brazo de mercedez. im terribly terribly sorry but right now i canNOT fight the persistent itch to mention that sans rival has a silent s ('san rival') and that 'sans rival' is anyhow acceptable in todays colloquial language -- unless of course youre french. how would i know that you ask. well i love sans rival, the real thing, mind you, not the ice cream stuff. also: would i sound like a moron if i said i didnt know what a brazo de mercedez was? i honestly dont.. ok. now that thats out, lets go back to the wonderful world of filipino ice cream. really, why cant we just have the regular flavors like strawberry or mocca?? and if we feel like being unconventional, why cant we just have flavors like banana?(i love banana shakes btw) or bubble gum? im not speaking for most everyone here; my tastebuds arent even expert on the subject, but really, i have tasted both sans rival and brazo de mercedez and the best i could say is that they made me impatiently thirsty. swear. one of them even tasted like coconut. coconut? im so not a fan.
now before ice cream companies get around to suing me, another reason im not especially keen on sinking my teeth on some is the weather. naulan. i am so loving the rain right now. and the clouds. and the wind. and the absofrigginlutely perfect temperature. sure i missed my 7am class because i left pampanga at about 6:30, sure i froze like hell-thats-frozen-over in the bus because the air-conditoning was turned well up, sure i missed the first major exam in Sining and i probably wouldnt be entitled to a special exam because the reasons i had werent exactly valid -- but whatthehell the weather made up for it. i didnt mind getting wet on my way to school. i didnt mind that i dint have time to bathe this morning. i dint mind that i still had to endure classes til friday before the sweeeeeet christmas vacation. nope. dint mind at all that i and my best bud in school Olan joked about "ang sarap ng weather, lasang brazo de mercedez flavored ice cream".
ah.. all this heavenly talk is making me sleepy. before i go though, will somebody please tell the sun to take a vacation? mekkim go to mars for a week or sumthin. i definitely wont miss him. buh bye.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
special mention: axis
credits to axis the rawk of casablanca for that awesome phrase
"tha max syndrome".
see? i got to use it for my own selfish advantage.. kewl.
also:::
HAPPPY BURTDAY to ya my youngest bro JENRY!! hhhhave ffffun!
"tha max syndrome".
see? i got to use it for my own selfish advantage.. kewl.
also:::
HAPPPY BURTDAY to ya my youngest bro JENRY!! hhhhave ffffun!
Monday, November 27, 2006
to the left, to the left
GOODNESS.
Beyonce is such a composer. the sound is just way too catchy.
great lyricist she is too. whoever could write a line this- this- oh whatev:
"Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable"
hear it first here, its complete so thank you to whoever owns the site:
irreplaceable
now read read:::
IRREPLACEABLE
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet that's my stuff - Yes
If I bought it nigga please don't touch
And keep talking that mess, that's fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time
And It's my mine name that is on that Jag
So remove your bags let me call you a cab
Standing in the front yard telling me
How I'm such a fool - Talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
So go ahead and get gone
And call up on that chick and see if she is home
Oops, I bet ya thought that I didn't know
What did you think I was putting you out for?
Cause you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby you dropped them keys hurry up before your taxi leaves
Standing in the front yard telling me
How I am such a fool - Talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be here in a minute - baby
[ these lyrics found on www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I will have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
So since I’m not your everything
How about I'll be nothing
Nothing at all to you
Baby I wont shead a tear for you
I won't lose a wink of sleep
Cause the truth of the matter is
Replacing you is so easy
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left
To the left
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
i told ya nigga.
Beyonce is such a composer. the sound is just way too catchy.
great lyricist she is too. whoever could write a line this- this- oh whatev:
"Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable"
hear it first here, its complete so thank you to whoever owns the site:
irreplaceable
now read read:::
IRREPLACEABLE
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet that's my stuff - Yes
If I bought it nigga please don't touch
And keep talking that mess, that's fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time
And It's my mine name that is on that Jag
So remove your bags let me call you a cab
Standing in the front yard telling me
How I'm such a fool - Talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
So go ahead and get gone
And call up on that chick and see if she is home
Oops, I bet ya thought that I didn't know
What did you think I was putting you out for?
Cause you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby you dropped them keys hurry up before your taxi leaves
Standing in the front yard telling me
How I am such a fool - Talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be here in a minute - baby
[ these lyrics found on www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I will have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
So since I’m not your everything
How about I'll be nothing
Nothing at all to you
Baby I wont shead a tear for you
I won't lose a wink of sleep
Cause the truth of the matter is
Replacing you is so easy
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
To the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left
To the left
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
i told ya nigga.
makin' out with cho
incoming!
kissing scene in the next potter movie!
check out the teaser:
harry potter and the order of the phoenix teaser
july 13 next summer!
kissing scene in the next potter movie!
check out the teaser:
harry potter and the order of the phoenix teaser
july 13 next summer!
holmes investigates the case of the missing test paper....oooh!
screaming.
a quirky story:
we had our first quiz in ITF (i forgot what them letters stand for heh heh. well bright minds dont pay much attention to trivialities anyway) the other friday. the teacher was a cool lady named Bermudez who was rather on the heavy side, but that just made her more fun (this is a compliment so dont go pointing a finger at me like you're some saint sweetheart). pretty much the boring stuff that happens in quizzes happened -- there was identification, enumeration, no copying your seatmate's answer-ation, a few groans from those who didnt know what ARPA stands for-ation, that sort of stuff. and then it was pencils up and pass towards the front-ation. see, the seating arrangement divided the class in two, left and right, which, for the professor, was handy cause she just switched the two piles of paper and made us check someone-from-the-other-side-of-the-room's paper.
alas, somebody complained that he wasnt given one to check. nobody though had two papers in their hands. Bermudez, good-natured as she was, suddenly crossed her brows, narrowed her eyes and turned something fierce the way a hippo- i mean a cat, does when it smelled something fishy. she made each one of us stand up as our name was called, in the end locating the person whose paper was "missing". John Bronson(is that how it's spelled?) apparently didnt know where his paper had gone either but he was positive he turned it in. after a few more disbelieving clicks and suspecting stares from bermudez - not to mention some not uncalled jokes from classmates who found this all so amusing (me included) - she finally decided to just give Bronson a special quiz after class. talk about hassle.
my point, i'm pretty sure that Bermudez already knew what happened basing from the look she got while she inquired Bronson, we were probably thinking the same thing. it was just a matter of evidence. it isnt really that hard to figure out, i mean, why would somebody from an international class(meaning from different majors) hide a test paper of someone they werent exactly acquainted to? Bronson definitely looked alone and friendless from my vantage point so im assuming nobody that sat acroos him from the room can be considered an acquaintance. now unless some supernatural force wanted some amusement of its own (yes, i can be that cynic sometimes), jury says "guilty."
a quirky story:
we had our first quiz in ITF (i forgot what them letters stand for heh heh. well bright minds dont pay much attention to trivialities anyway) the other friday. the teacher was a cool lady named Bermudez who was rather on the heavy side, but that just made her more fun (this is a compliment so dont go pointing a finger at me like you're some saint sweetheart). pretty much the boring stuff that happens in quizzes happened -- there was identification, enumeration, no copying your seatmate's answer-ation, a few groans from those who didnt know what ARPA stands for-ation, that sort of stuff. and then it was pencils up and pass towards the front-ation. see, the seating arrangement divided the class in two, left and right, which, for the professor, was handy cause she just switched the two piles of paper and made us check someone-from-the-other-side-of-the-room's paper.
alas, somebody complained that he wasnt given one to check. nobody though had two papers in their hands. Bermudez, good-natured as she was, suddenly crossed her brows, narrowed her eyes and turned something fierce the way a hippo- i mean a cat, does when it smelled something fishy. she made each one of us stand up as our name was called, in the end locating the person whose paper was "missing". John Bronson(is that how it's spelled?) apparently didnt know where his paper had gone either but he was positive he turned it in. after a few more disbelieving clicks and suspecting stares from bermudez - not to mention some not uncalled jokes from classmates who found this all so amusing (me included) - she finally decided to just give Bronson a special quiz after class. talk about hassle.
my point, i'm pretty sure that Bermudez already knew what happened basing from the look she got while she inquired Bronson, we were probably thinking the same thing. it was just a matter of evidence. it isnt really that hard to figure out, i mean, why would somebody from an international class(meaning from different majors) hide a test paper of someone they werent exactly acquainted to? Bronson definitely looked alone and friendless from my vantage point so im assuming nobody that sat acroos him from the room can be considered an acquaintance. now unless some supernatural force wanted some amusement of its own (yes, i can be that cynic sometimes), jury says "guilty."
Thursday, November 23, 2006
fuck thy school system
C R A P. Loads of crap.
i started writing this post yestaday in my Computer Programming class while our teacher, for reasons he alone knew, sulked at the teacher's table showing no apparent awareness to the few good souls who cared enough to attend his 7:30:00 am laboratory class. and so there i was, flooding the keyboard with all the creative juices i could squeeze out of my amazing brain so early in the morning when at 7:56:04, the teacher told us that we would be transferring to CL11, another laboratory way up in the third floor (we were in the ground floor). ok. no biggie. i could always save what i was doing as a draft and continue it after about 65 steps in the stairs. i could do that.
and so imagine my
surprise-
shock-
astonishment-
disbelief-
anger-
trust the school system to fuck with my personal doings in life!!!!!!!
anyway, in a much calmer note, please, my post:
its a new day but it feels old(?)
this is my first time to actually post something in here this early in the am. if, that is, you could still call 8 o'clock early. wtf, for me it is. i've been having hell for breakfast last semester because my first class was 7 in the friggin morning; can you imagine the ever annoying sound of an alarm clock (which btw looks like it came from from two centuries ahead of me) wake you up at 6-O-fuckin-5 in the morning straight for five days a week??? not to mention the blasted alarm clock did its weird tut-tut for two long minutes as if making sure that whoever has to wekkup at 6-0-fuckin-5 MUST wekkup at 6-0-fuckin-5 and not at any other nanosecond after?? indeed, my alarm clock was asking for trouble...
flash forward to this semester, to the now, to the right now. and oh the suffering continues. you could say that i enjoy school breaks so much that i almost always enroll late in the semester after it. maybe a little too late? because after enduring the worst ever process of enrollment this sem --- what with the friggin control numbers that i had to acquire from every friggin department --- i still
i dont wanna continue it nemore!
sucks big time!
i started writing this post yestaday in my Computer Programming class while our teacher, for reasons he alone knew, sulked at the teacher's table showing no apparent awareness to the few good souls who cared enough to attend his 7:30:00 am laboratory class. and so there i was, flooding the keyboard with all the creative juices i could squeeze out of my amazing brain so early in the morning when at 7:56:04, the teacher told us that we would be transferring to CL11, another laboratory way up in the third floor (we were in the ground floor). ok. no biggie. i could always save what i was doing as a draft and continue it after about 65 steps in the stairs. i could do that.
and so imagine my
surprise-
shock-
astonishment-
disbelief-
anger-
blind rage-
$%*&^@!!!
when i found that there was no friggin internet friggin connection in the friggin computer friggin laboratory! God, i spent the remaining hour hitting bombs in minesweeper!!!trust the school system to fuck with my personal doings in life!!!!!!!
anyway, in a much calmer note, please, my post:
its a new day but it feels old(?)
this is my first time to actually post something in here this early in the am. if, that is, you could still call 8 o'clock early. wtf, for me it is. i've been having hell for breakfast last semester because my first class was 7 in the friggin morning; can you imagine the ever annoying sound of an alarm clock (which btw looks like it came from from two centuries ahead of me) wake you up at 6-O-fuckin-5 in the morning straight for five days a week??? not to mention the blasted alarm clock did its weird tut-tut for two long minutes as if making sure that whoever has to wekkup at 6-0-fuckin-5 MUST wekkup at 6-0-fuckin-5 and not at any other nanosecond after?? indeed, my alarm clock was asking for trouble...
flash forward to this semester, to the now, to the right now. and oh the suffering continues. you could say that i enjoy school breaks so much that i almost always enroll late in the semester after it. maybe a little too late? because after enduring the worst ever process of enrollment this sem --- what with the friggin control numbers that i had to acquire from every friggin department --- i still
i dont wanna continue it nemore!
sucks big time!
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
ramblings of a maniac.
hey guys
! ---pardon me. i'm plainly assuming here that somebody actually reads stuff in my blog. thank you very much.---i just thought my blog needed some refreshment in the looks department since it's starting to look crowdy and all. anyway, i am so bored and i really should be in class right now but i'm not and i really don't wanna take no more shit from my professor who btw is pregnant so help me god, that is, if i even believe in god, i don't innocently push her from the stairs landing or hide and wait for her to walk by in a deserted corridor and unintentionally spray puddles of my iced tea on the floor or- or- or just make her explode with piper's powers right after i borrowed them from her! and so i'm here talking shit and hoping nobody who is able to figure this out won't come running to her and scream terrorist or judas or son of the devil pointing their filthy fingers at me.... hey! i'm doing some serious acting here so bear with me!
OMG. i'm being the most self-centered ass here and just over there a lady is crying because somebody took her phone and wallet without her knowing... aw.. i would've been sad for her if i didn't think she was a moron. you don't cry over something you lost when you lost it over your imbecilic stupidity. pathetic. and she's even bothering everyone blaming the guys who own the shop and taking rounds to check everyone's bags! great. now all will know about the homemade pillbox i brought with the sole purpose of bombing my pregnant teacher who humiliated my bare ass under the peircing and sickening and cruel and-and-and bitching stares of evryone! go ahead! do that Voldemort laugh you all love!!!!
and finally: thanks for wasting time. and let's all pray for world peace! HUGAS KAMAY!
Monday, November 20, 2006
Unbreakable Cheerleader
it begins as a single individual, seemingly ordinary - except they're not.
HEROES at NBC is a knocker! watch claire bennet walk thru FIRE here:
http://www.ifilm.com/video/2764330
HEROES at NBC is a knocker! watch claire bennet walk thru FIRE here:
http://www.ifilm.com/video/2764330
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
take me to mars
addicting, innit? just finished the second season and im absolutely craving for more!
Veronica Mars. Life's tough. She's tougher.
The streets and corridors are dark in Neptune, whatever the time of day. It's a darkness of spirit, of lies, of secrets, of jealousies, and of murder. And that's just high school.
Veronica Mars is a shining light in the oppressive endless night of Neptune. With her father, Keith, she seeks truths that others hide, justice that others evade, and equality that others stifle with money and power.
Okay. Enough with the hyperbole. Veronica Mars is no superhero. She's painfully human, with all the foibles mankind is heir to. She makes mistakes, she jumps to conclusions, and she can be viciously single-minded in her efforts to get answers to the mysteries in her life. But she's sharp, she's sassy, she's snarky, she's pretty in pink (and red satin), and she has a mean taser (not to mention the adorable Backup). She'll crack the conundrums, explain the enigmas, resolve the riddles, solve the stumpers, and work out the whodunits that weave their paths through the town. A dialogue that dazzles, delivered by a cast that sparkles, makes Veronica Mars one of the best shows on television...ever.
~~~~~from MARS INVESTIGATIONS, The (In)Complete Guide to VERONICA MARS
Veronica Mars. Life's tough. She's tougher.
The streets and corridors are dark in Neptune, whatever the time of day. It's a darkness of spirit, of lies, of secrets, of jealousies, and of murder. And that's just high school.
Veronica Mars is a shining light in the oppressive endless night of Neptune. With her father, Keith, she seeks truths that others hide, justice that others evade, and equality that others stifle with money and power.
Okay. Enough with the hyperbole. Veronica Mars is no superhero. She's painfully human, with all the foibles mankind is heir to. She makes mistakes, she jumps to conclusions, and she can be viciously single-minded in her efforts to get answers to the mysteries in her life. But she's sharp, she's sassy, she's snarky, she's pretty in pink (and red satin), and she has a mean taser (not to mention the adorable Backup). She'll crack the conundrums, explain the enigmas, resolve the riddles, solve the stumpers, and work out the whodunits that weave their paths through the town. A dialogue that dazzles, delivered by a cast that sparkles, makes Veronica Mars one of the best shows on television...ever.
~~~~~from MARS INVESTIGATIONS, The (In)Complete Guide to VERONICA MARS
Monday, September 18, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
taralets
strangely, i have this heavy case of lss of "tara lets, tara tara tara lets, hindi ka na mabibigo-o-o-o". more strange, i've been singing only that part because it is the only part of the song i am familiar with. most strange is... i dont seem to be getting sick of it considering i've about sung the same irritatingly catchy line a googol times since i heard it at 6:48 this morning on my way to school.
well, since we are on the topic, let me catch you up with some of the recent songs i like:::
: the rescue by american hi-fi
: who knew by pink
: mr. president again by pink
: nakapagtataka the spongecola cover of the apo original
: blind by lifehouse(although this one aint exactly recent)
at syempre pa
: taralets by imago
yay!
well, since we are on the topic, let me catch you up with some of the recent songs i like:::
: the rescue by american hi-fi
: who knew by pink
: mr. president again by pink
: nakapagtataka the spongecola cover of the apo original
: blind by lifehouse(although this one aint exactly recent)
at syempre pa
: taralets by imago
yay!
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Monday, September 04, 2006
pink plus indigo?
dont worry fellas, this aint the ridiculous green plus green money trick again.
so what do we get when we mix pink and indigo? well since the lady with not-so-pink-anymore hair and the duo that named themselves the color between blue and violet (now dont ask why someone would pick a silly name as such!) bring this piece to life, i guess we can say that the colors' summation would be something that resembles -tada!- a shade of maroon(?). that or whatever color fills you if you hear this one. its quite nice.. very fitting.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(PINK FEAT. INDIGO GIRLS)
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you
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mull it over. i hope we all live.
so what do we get when we mix pink and indigo? well since the lady with not-so-pink-anymore hair and the duo that named themselves the color between blue and violet (now dont ask why someone would pick a silly name as such!) bring this piece to life, i guess we can say that the colors' summation would be something that resembles -tada!- a shade of maroon(?). that or whatever color fills you if you hear this one. its quite nice.. very fitting.
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Dear Mr. President
(PINK FEAT. INDIGO GIRLS)
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
mull it over. i hope we all live.
Friday, August 25, 2006
trust me, she ain't one of those veronicas
VERONICA MARS
(logan, mr.mars, veronica & wallace)
rocks!
here is another tv series i really like! those who like mysteries and detective shits should be caught up... its really nice.... i love the plot and the twists... plus it is another gorgeous babe fronting the show so total sell-out dont you think? hehe..
etcetera::: Do you recognize Keith Mars?? yeah! he's the weird and extremely touchy not to mention bald Elliot of Just Shoot Me!! i sooo enjoyed that show. wonder why they didnt create another season...
Thursday, August 24, 2006
hear hear
hey! i just thought: wala tayo litrato!! enway,
MO
BOBBIE
RACHEL
JACKY
SHANE
CHRISSIE
thanks for showing up yesterday!
youre all good man!
salamat!!!
MO
BOBBIE
RACHEL
JACKY
SHANE
CHRISSIE
thanks for showing up yesterday!
youre all good man!
salamat!!!
am i a great liar or what?
check out my reaction paper for a subject that required us to attend a symposium, ehem, a 150Phpeso-registration-fee(god, where did all my lunch money gO???)-for-supposedly-4-hours-but-really-only-took-less-than-2-because-one-of-the-three-speakers-didn't-bother-showing-up symposium inclusive of stale & pasty carbonara and a bottle of an anti-oxidant of an upper people fondly call C2. e-yuch. pardon.
and now be entertained:
For the record, I’m all out for any changes that ought to be taken in order to rid the Philippines of the crises dragging us into more wars, an impossibly jam-packed below the line poverty level, and, oh, total deterioration from within. So is it any wonder that I’m positively saying NO to Charter Change? Not really.
I’m not sure exactly but I think I’ve been hearing about Cha-Cha since the first year of my high school, when Estrada’s presidency wasn’t yet slugged with jueteng payolas and ghost bank accounts. But it’s only today that I see TV commercials and ads on print endorsing Cha-Cha. Why, I ask, has the government so suddenly became a desperate housewife concerning the matter? It seems the likes of Hon. Teddy Casino have quite the hypothesis bubbling up.
Part of the procedure of the shift from a presidential constitution into parliament as proposed by the administration is a 3-year transition period (2007–2010) wherein President Arroyo will simultaneously play head of state and head of government, with no election whatsoever. Being such, she acquires power not unlike Spiderman (with great power comes great responsibility? I just hope our president sees the same outlook). Like, for example, she has the ability of determining the prime minister’s role in all of this. Or, she can always dissolve the parliament – and, if she so desires, impose martial law. What an odd case of dé ja vu. So could this entire tangle really be a huge plot designed by Arroyo and allies to rationalize a planned overdue stay in position? Plausible. Possible. Probable?
And then there’s the matter of a unicameral legislature in a parliamentary constitution. It remains to be seen what real effect having only one house in a lawmaking body would have on our country. That is, unless the house majority comprises of the present administration’s supporters. A point stressed upon by Casino is the net worth of our leaders today. All senators are millionaires and only seven in congress aren’t. And in an era of recycled public officials, undoubtedly most of these affluent politicians will be part of the unicameral legislature. Hardly the genuine representatives of the Filipino people parliament supposedly has.
One of the commercials I saw promises better life for everyone. Or at least for the prospective OFWs, since it said they wouldn’t have to work abroad and risk abuse from an animal of an employer. How would they do that? Well, parliament opens up the country and transforms it into the ultimate public property. This implies that foreigners could anytime obtain land ownerships, access to the country’s natural resources, public utilities, mass media and schools. Not kosher. Although foreign investments could mean more jobs for the people, it also could mean the possible fatality of the local industry, considering the Filipino’s undeniable colonial mentality. So are we really solving the problem of our economy by letting products of foreign capital dominate our markets? Or is that the problem first and foremost?
The flaws are now piecing together to form this one great hole if we took the step towards parliamentary governance. Arroyo’s timing is bad, if not suspicious of conspiring to remain seated in her comfortable little Cleopatra couch – not to mention a looming threat of martial law all over again. The reduction of checks and balances is bliss for grafters and corruptors. Potential exploitation of our resources by foreigners in exchange of very unpromising profit (as if we don’t have enough local exploiters around). Can vote but can’t vote – people are just soaking up more incredulity with every little feat of the government, which certainly would lead to more rallies and upheavals. In short: more crises. Back to square one.
Change is good. But personally, I would want to wait for a better version of the Charter Change – if there is such a thing – in a more appropriate time – if there is such a time.
say "naks" everybody.
really, i wouldnt so much as mind if we took on a parliamentary constitution for a change. really, this sort of thing will happen AGAIN and people will AGAIN say the timing is not right. so when the heck will it ever be then? or people will AGAIN say that the president is plotting this evilmost plan of staying in and abusing more of his power. his next step would probably be to take over the world, wouldnt it? have we ever stoppped to consider that what we see is really actually simply just everything there is to it? dont get me wrong, GMA is still a bitch, but the proposal of cha cha is i think something worth a try with or without her.
now am i a great liar or what?
and now be entertained:
For the record, I’m all out for any changes that ought to be taken in order to rid the Philippines of the crises dragging us into more wars, an impossibly jam-packed below the line poverty level, and, oh, total deterioration from within. So is it any wonder that I’m positively saying NO to Charter Change? Not really.
I’m not sure exactly but I think I’ve been hearing about Cha-Cha since the first year of my high school, when Estrada’s presidency wasn’t yet slugged with jueteng payolas and ghost bank accounts. But it’s only today that I see TV commercials and ads on print endorsing Cha-Cha. Why, I ask, has the government so suddenly became a desperate housewife concerning the matter? It seems the likes of Hon. Teddy Casino have quite the hypothesis bubbling up.
Part of the procedure of the shift from a presidential constitution into parliament as proposed by the administration is a 3-year transition period (2007–2010) wherein President Arroyo will simultaneously play head of state and head of government, with no election whatsoever. Being such, she acquires power not unlike Spiderman (with great power comes great responsibility? I just hope our president sees the same outlook). Like, for example, she has the ability of determining the prime minister’s role in all of this. Or, she can always dissolve the parliament – and, if she so desires, impose martial law. What an odd case of dé ja vu. So could this entire tangle really be a huge plot designed by Arroyo and allies to rationalize a planned overdue stay in position? Plausible. Possible. Probable?
And then there’s the matter of a unicameral legislature in a parliamentary constitution. It remains to be seen what real effect having only one house in a lawmaking body would have on our country. That is, unless the house majority comprises of the present administration’s supporters. A point stressed upon by Casino is the net worth of our leaders today. All senators are millionaires and only seven in congress aren’t. And in an era of recycled public officials, undoubtedly most of these affluent politicians will be part of the unicameral legislature. Hardly the genuine representatives of the Filipino people parliament supposedly has.
One of the commercials I saw promises better life for everyone. Or at least for the prospective OFWs, since it said they wouldn’t have to work abroad and risk abuse from an animal of an employer. How would they do that? Well, parliament opens up the country and transforms it into the ultimate public property. This implies that foreigners could anytime obtain land ownerships, access to the country’s natural resources, public utilities, mass media and schools. Not kosher. Although foreign investments could mean more jobs for the people, it also could mean the possible fatality of the local industry, considering the Filipino’s undeniable colonial mentality. So are we really solving the problem of our economy by letting products of foreign capital dominate our markets? Or is that the problem first and foremost?
The flaws are now piecing together to form this one great hole if we took the step towards parliamentary governance. Arroyo’s timing is bad, if not suspicious of conspiring to remain seated in her comfortable little Cleopatra couch – not to mention a looming threat of martial law all over again. The reduction of checks and balances is bliss for grafters and corruptors. Potential exploitation of our resources by foreigners in exchange of very unpromising profit (as if we don’t have enough local exploiters around). Can vote but can’t vote – people are just soaking up more incredulity with every little feat of the government, which certainly would lead to more rallies and upheavals. In short: more crises. Back to square one.
Change is good. But personally, I would want to wait for a better version of the Charter Change – if there is such a thing – in a more appropriate time – if there is such a time.
say "naks" everybody.
really, i wouldnt so much as mind if we took on a parliamentary constitution for a change. really, this sort of thing will happen AGAIN and people will AGAIN say the timing is not right. so when the heck will it ever be then? or people will AGAIN say that the president is plotting this evilmost plan of staying in and abusing more of his power. his next step would probably be to take over the world, wouldnt it? have we ever stoppped to consider that what we see is really actually simply just everything there is to it? dont get me wrong, GMA is still a bitch, but the proposal of cha cha is i think something worth a try with or without her.
now am i a great liar or what?
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Thursday, August 03, 2006
shypods
i hit the mall the other month (yes, month. so why am i writing this only now? really..) to check out something someone relayed to me that got me all aroused. not PORN, silly boi --- iPod.
since our professor proved to be capable of being late, half our environmental science period was spent in chitchat, discussing mp3s, mp4s, and whatever portable music players are invading the market and the blackmarket nowadays. someone had their tongue unfortunately twisted to mention about "apple iPods or apple shuffles or shuffle iPOds or shypod apples" being recently displayed in mall windows with a glorious price tag singing Php1500. yeah, the iPod shuffle was finally available on the rack i fondly label
now, you ask, what with all the piqued interest and checking out for oneself, why after more than a month i still dont own one. actually, im asking muself the same question.
shocker.
since our professor proved to be capable of being late, half our environmental science period was spent in chitchat, discussing mp3s, mp4s, and whatever portable music players are invading the market and the blackmarket nowadays. someone had their tongue unfortunately twisted to mention about "apple iPods or apple shuffles or shuffle iPOds or shypod apples" being recently displayed in mall windows with a glorious price tag singing Php1500. yeah, the iPod shuffle was finally available on the rack i fondly label
affordables
.now, you ask, what with all the piqued interest and checking out for oneself, why after more than a month i still dont own one. actually, im asking muself the same question.
shocker.
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