The world got smashed & blah blah blah
Monday, June 15, 2009
i was just “trying” to be emo, and the poker face is poking fun of my emo-etic post. POKER!!! BEER!!! lulz
aqualung. i♥
non.debatable.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
again, non-debatable…you handsome f*ck! LOL
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PS: This screen shot was taken from MY Tumblr account.
PPS: I am not “mimicking” someone to “predate” or please people, that’s too pathetic. I am not desperate.
PPS: My writing style is not even impressive. WTF!
moot point
Monday, May 25, 2009hello!
Still here.Still wasting time in this sphere.
I’m stuck, again, inside my room. Last week I could barely tell myself that I am fidgeting and walking in tiptoes…I am always out and could not pull myself together at home…I need movement. It’s good. Not that I am completely immobile, but, movement is really f*ckin’ good and addicting. I realized that this year, a lot of people are embracing this solitary movement as well . A year of people coming and going, but mostly going. Teddy, is leaving. No more 4pm out-of-this-world discussions and petty fights!…and no more 6pm giz. Nine will be leaving for London soon, goodbye dragona! I will be damned if things won’t fall into place next year, we have to meet up somewhere next year, I hope! I hope!and HyeJin is back from her vacation.=)
ANYWAAAAAAAAAAAY…………
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Cow Economics
Friday, April 10, 2009
Note: Sit down, this is quite long, but it will make you feel smart. LOfL
ECONOMICS
Assume you have two cows.
Absolute Monarchy
The king has two cows. He and his cows live off the fat of the land while the poor peasants in the land starve. Then the peasants revolt. At the end he gets hanged, and the cows take power over the peasants.
Abstract Expressionism
You have two cows, or they can be goats or battleships or galaxies or whatever you personally feel you can see when you stare at them long enough.
Absurdism
You have two cows. Firstly, what the crap is a cow, and why would you have one? It makes no sense whatsoever.
Alien encounter
You and your two cows are abducted by aliens, then you get anal probed by aliens, the cows get killed by aliens, while the US government says yo momma’s ugly. more_button. (more…)
faux pas
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Today, April 4, 2009 concludes our 1 week incommunicado status, your proposition, which left me no choice but to concur and cooperate, albeit the heartbreaking heaviness of agreeing to such emotionally disturbing proposal. Since we have to be even with such decision, and since I know you decide things better than I do, considering that you are “emotionally mature” than me with all the relationship/age/ordeals you’ve been through, I gave in to such proposal as a mean of fixing us both. It started Saturday, and I was with my closest friends, I can’t bring up the topic because I can’t afford to bawl my eyes out infront of them, in an open space, filled with staring eyes. I have to muster (again) the subtle waves of emotions that probably will reach ashore once I hit the sack that night. But I was too drunk to think about it and have to drag myself to bed just to get a decent sleep.
Everytime I feel the urge of grabbing my phone and calling you, and telling you you’re a complete asshole for deciding such thing and torturing me with such silence…I would end up doodling my thoughts. (more…)
wednesday.islone.ly
Wednesday, April 1, 2009i’m 30 minutes late in my Finnish lessons today. argh! i hate tardiness. blame it all to Facebook. I was stuck with Poker and LOLiness hahaha!
lookie cookie!!!
isn’t that loVe.ly? hahaha!
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duster.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009 Dressed in lace, soft and white
All made up splendid and bright
Yellow flowers, golden ring
Center of joy is just one thing
Imaginary limo the ride of her life
In her mind the bells ring bright
Scent of love in full bloom
Empty room, absent groom
I’m getting married to myself
Girl in mirror floating in dust
Slowly dissolving in the mist of lust
Shattered pictures on the broken shelf
Says “I do!” to no one but herself
Outside the skies are gray and bleak
Crimson tears ran down her cheek
I’m getting married to myself
(by Raymund Marasigan and Lourd de Veyra)
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Sunday Bliss
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Good morning Sunday!
(If you wanna die of boredom, read this entry.)
You filthy grammar and spelling philistines will enjoy this post because itis full of crappy grammatical errors, spellingSES, prepositions and subject-verb agreement and argument…LULZ
The early morning crapology saga…Chapter 123 verse 567 is once again lurking this side of the blogosphere. I am not drunk. I am chocolate hazed. I will kick off a post everyday this week only, this won’t ever(!) happened again in this lifetime or next…why? because thoughts are running inside my brain…I need to get it out or else my braincells will go bonkers! I feel the need to hover my keyboard for 24 minutes about random stuff like, how my day went…eventhough its always boring boring, because I am a boring like f*cking boring, I can toss my tonsils out in single blink. HA!!! (Janus: Blinker! Blinker! I am such a blinker!!!) LOL! Or what interesting body of knowledge I learned and overanalyzed today, like…”Love AND Limerence, when both are existent in a relationship, committed or not, serious or playing bullsh*t will produce a fatty liver and help San Miguel Corporation to increase their sales every nano second (and a Crispy Boneless Bangus overkill, cross ordered at Chili chill) LOL …i hate discussing my issues really but I can’t help it!…Its my favorite topic HAHA!
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fortheloveofchocolates
Saturday, March 21, 2009
i want to die now! LOL
a package delivered at home made my day, and when I opened it…
vavaVooom!!! there!
C H O C O L A T E S S S S S S S S!!!
waaaaaaaaaaaah!! complete chocolateee madness!!
