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Thursday, March 23, 2006

this is... thesis... disease...

for the first time i learned something from our relsfor prof! i thought the term would end leaving us empty-handed after paying thousands of bucks just to let a lame prof teach us nonsense. he made his own rendition of philippine democracy...

BUY the people
POOR the people
OFF the people

at least, for eons, we had something we could agree on...

*silence*

well anyway, raven and i went to csb just to do some character assassination. if you're reading my blog, YES WE FUCKING HATE YOU... YOU FUCKING LIAR!

well just think of it this way...

1. if you're planning to steal a car, which one would you like to bag home? (a) a limited edition mitsubishi pajero worth so and so millions, (b) an eclipse, (c) or an f1 50... damn don't know how to spell it, i'm not as uber rich as you are...
---> according to your fabricated true to life stories, you mentioned the carnappers stole your limited edition pajero. well um... and you don't care coz the car insurance company would offer lump sum of money since it is a limited edition pajero and i repeat, limited edition pajero ... can't remember how many times you mentioned it... you still have an eclipse and ferrari anyway which we haven't seen even in your backyard. i don't know where you keep them but i guess in a very safe place where carnappers wouldn't dare set their feet on... IN YOUR DREAMS.

2. are you willing to drive from your home to dlsu or anywhere else in the country, i.e. baguio without a driver's license?
---> you drove your f1... i don't have a license coz i don't know how to drive. probably you'll give me free lessons in your f1... or are you referring to f1 key as in help--me-with-my-psychosis...

3. you told us stories of handsome guys who you fucked you hard and paid you back the same courtesy.
---> wait... is the word "fuck" equivocal? if it is, i wouldn't be surprised. you even set-up someone to be with you when your family goes out for a dinner so that you can give him some free philosophical discourse on kama sutra. you're not even contented... you paraded your fresh slab of meat in your nieghborhood as if the inhabitants doesn't smell your foul acidic cum oozing down the choked crevices of your body. how desperate. i'm glad kids today are smart, you can't fool them! and you even had the guts to caress him passionately before the innocent children's virgin eyes. luis vuitton bags are way too smoother than your hands...

4. oh, so your daddy's a mason?
---> or are you just saying that so you we can also find you cool and you can fit-in the group? ok, you win, you got your coolness... one cold stare.

i've got one word for you bitch... ENVY it rhymes with your name pretty well. no matter what you do, when people see us together, they think you're our yaya. i'm not mean... i'm just stating matters-of-fact.

karma save my ass

~~runaway~~