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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
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
weeeeeeeeee
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Friday, January 27, 2006
la lala lala
waaa! it's been long since i last posted but anyway, at least i found some time. ;>
i definitely want this term to end in a zap. most of the time before i sleep, i wish that i have already finished unergraduate school the moment i wake up. the sad part is, it never happens. life is so absurd. i hated the idea of reading chick lit (uggh! bridget jones' diary is a major requirement in one of my floating subjects) but the moment i learned about fuckwittage, i seem to relate to it. don't get me wrong. after the i finish the book, i'm going to burn it and forget that i have read it then forget that i have forgotten it. damn i hate that book.
i hate most of my subjects this term. i have stupid bigoted fanatic freak as a professor in relsfor (religion 4), a terror-teacher in intreco (introduction to economics), and nursery nap-time facilitator in chillit (children's literature). however, inspite of bridget jones, i find our professor in litelec (literature elective: british humor) cool with his sly humor similar as lolo bau's. among the three, our relsfor prof is my problem. he always loves debates especially with non-christians and/or atheists alike. with his circular arguments and oozing pride (oh, did i mention that he's the professor?), no non-catholics are left unscathed. ronald, raven, and i just shut our mouths whenever he talks or challenges people to debate with him because based on experience, on our first attempts to "speak our minds", after he refuted (i don't know if this word is politically correct to describe his nonsensical circular utterances), we had the sudden urge to shove a grenade up his judeo-christian ass. bah! i'll just leave the witching to raven nyahahaha.
this coming march 17 or 18, i'm going to cebu to unwind and to attend attend a convocation. in our family, only my sister knows where i am going. i will be telling my mom and the house maid that i'll be joining sophia's team building wat tali beach, batangas. if i tell mom my real destination, there are two outcomes: (1)she will not allow me and reduce my weekly allowance in half or (2) she will allow me to go but with a chaperone. i don't want her to spend for my trip because 90% of my motives are personal that academic/professional/noble... blah blah blah...
i'm 60% ready for cebu. i have already saved money plus the check which i will be receiving as a salary in my part-time job. i have no idea whether cebu pacific offers discount to students. pal's discounted price is a hundred bucks more expensive than cebu pacific (a no-no). if tes can invite 20 or more people, we'll get a group discount.
runaway
Monday, December 05, 2005
busy baxon
i'm so busy this week. here's my schedule:
december 5-9 - processing of cso papers
december 6 - exam reading for critics (was rescheduled by sir bayot for this day)
december 9 - dedaline of thanatology paper (veronika decides to die)
december 10-11 - create "flower point" presentation for defense day; study for defense
december 12 - thesis defense day (brrr)
december 13-14 - processing of financial forms (cso); deadline of critics paper
december 15 - gimik with kath (weee... hehehehe)
december 16 - netgames dinner at max resto with kuya isko and company
december 17 - karl's christmas gathering (aprovidence); sam's stripping performance hehe
december 18 - seminar (san antonio village, makati)
wish me a lot of luck!
yesterday my bestfriend and i went to vibang's at bf resort to eat lunch. nice food! no excess oils and msg... my ideal healthy food! they little resto serves mostly filipino dishes. unfortunately, there was no blue marlin left for me *sigh* jhay, my bestfriend, together with sol and may promised to take me there every weekends at lunch time. yeah! i still have the chance to lust over some juicy blue marlin!
later that afternoon, jhay and i went to sm southmall. i had my ears pierced again (cartilege and earlobes). after having a few moments of masochistic torture of body art, we decided to watch a movie - jhay's treat! we watched ang pagdadalaga ni maximo oliveros v ^__^ v i won't give you the gist of the story so as not to spoil everyone. all i can say is if you love gay/pedophillic love stories, this is the movie for you ;> it has a very unique and lovely story with a political agenda which is blatantly expressed.
what in fucking hell!
not being too rude but i don't understand why some people don't think. in our org, somebody collected money for our team building -- for the expenses. they told me that the collection and the money i gave them is insufficient. they handed over some receipts to show me their expenses... i wonder how they allocated the money. i asked the person-in-charge of the team building to give me the actual breakdown of expenses. all she just told me, "kulang nga talaga e" damn i need empirical data! i told them i won't reimburse their money unless they show me the list. next week is the deadline of processing finance form but until now they have given me nothing.
the person-in-charge was also charging me for the toll gate and diesel expenses. why would the organization have to pay for her personal expenses? arrrrgh!!! another thing, they also gave me a receipt written in an ordinary sheet of paper... torn paper!! my galeh... from some sari-sari store somewhere in batangas. well they spent more than a thousand bucks on alcoholic drinks and cigarettes... how am i going to reimburse these soo called "sin-products"? i really wish during the time they were sunbathing and getting drunk til dawn that we are all enrolled in a christian university... hay!!!!
i am annoyed to the nth level!
runaway
Saturday, December 03, 2005
she knows...
i'm the only person left here at home so i have the power to do everything i want. nyahahaha! but that does not save me from chores. it really sucks. i miss playing my drumset. although i have a lot of idle time today, i still have to use it to do some minor revisons on my thesis proposal. actually i don't know when i'm going to defend yet because one of my mentors, sir miles, haven't read my thesis proposal yet! only sor v contacted me about my thesis and that's quite a good thing i guess. another concern that will feed on my free time is the finance work in sophia. since mosr of the officers in our org are participating in the sea games i can't track each one of them to sign some papers. i really hate handling money! i don't know why i was put in this position. grrr
the spirit of christmas isn't in our home yet. i don't have enough money to buy my friends gifts but i have set aside some savings to those special few i prioritize. our garage is under renovation right now so mom didn't want to put yet any christmas decor or lights so that it won't be messed-up when the construction workers arrive. if that's the case then we won't have any christmas decorations whatsoever if they finish working on january. hahahaha. well anyway, at least we don't have to clean up anymore after the holidays ^__^
speaking of christmas, i think i'm the only person who hates this holiday. well of course our family gets together and it really is a nice thing - the only thing i liked about christmas. the thing i hate about this holiday is that a lot of people use it as a means to gain something especially money. people will try to be plastic to be nice to you as if they're casting a fallacious (appeal to pity) spell on you. just imagine how many people are becoming your friends and relatives during the christmas season. last year a stranger, who we haven't seen before, rang our doorbell and told us that he's the son of my mom's second cousin's sister... or whatever. he even showed us an identification card to be credible. my mom felt really strange of course because he doesn't know such-and-such persons who existed in her life however knows her name and address. my uncle, on my mom's side of the family, was also in our home. what's so strange about this stranger (kaya nga stranger e kulet no?) is he knows my mom's name and our home address while he doesn't know my uncle. but mom, being the nice catholic woman that she is on a christmas season, let the stranger enter our home and let him join in our post christmas feast. he was nice and after a while he left. after a few days or so, he started calling my mom asking to give his family money every month... 50 thousand. well that's bullshit. my mom had him investigated and it turned out that he was a fraud. hahaha
well anyway, that's the extreme case and i hope that did not happen in your families. moving on, another reason why i hate christmas it it tells me that a weel after it's going to be new year. i never enjoyed my new years because i'm asthmatic. grrr. they always lock me up in the room during new years because i might be rushed to the hospital together with some people who got their body parts mutillated... i'll die for sure because the hospitals here in our country is too graphic every new year. i don't know why they have to expose to the open areas of the hospital shrieking kids and adults. it's not that i hate blood and gore, in fact, i love them. but i can't tolerate hearing screams of people in pain. i really wish the hospital directors would make efforts to stop this kind of freak show in their hospitals... gotta call uncle!
runaway
Friday, December 02, 2005
dooms day 2005
this coming december 12 will be my thesis proposal defense day. i hope i won't get screwed. i haven't done my "flower point" presentation yet. sir v requested that i put pictures of cindy kurleto, gwen garci, and other so-called "dangerous playthings" in my presentation since both he and sir miles love women. the question is, how am i going to put pictures of sky clad women in my presentation? i really hope they know that my thesis is about education... holistic education...
i am in the philosophy department right now. good thing i decided to drop by or else i won't see the defense schedules. i really hope i'll do fine on that day. i don't want my graduation to be delayed because of thesis. if my thesis proposal would pass, then it'll be the first philosophical research in the country. national record! yeah right... as if everyone gives a damn. every intellectual thought makes sense but i really hope that the persons in authority would listen.
song of the day -- "blue" - a perfect circle
hello guys! i want to show you pictures of my sanctuary, tali beach, batangas. i went there last year together with my buddies at sophia. it's a very serene place. imagine boracay as a private resort - this is tali. i'm glad that they did not open it for the public because most tourists will only destroy the beauty of the place. how sad. since i went to tali, i became a real beach buff myself. my mom usually take us to our private place at puerto azul almost every summer vacation if we're not going to baguio. but then i didn't like the beach. if it wasn't for the good company i will never go on a vacation in that place. both resorts are private but tali has a different atmosphere. i i want myself to experience a few moments of ataraxia, i'd imagine myself there.
what i will never forget about tali is our initiation rites to become a "real" member of the organization. this initiation rite was not be spoken inside campus unless with philosophy faculty members and philosophy majors or else our organization is dead for good! they named the initiation rite, the leap of faith from soren kierkegaard's philosophy. the whole ritual captures our lives as philosophy majors. we study loads of contradicting ideas that we don't know what to believe anymore. we still have beliefs of course however unlike other people, we really thought hard about the things we believe. we don't believe in things blindly because we know it will only destroy us. in a sense, the initiation interprets our life in a very literal way.
what happens in our initiation? well, we jump off the cliff... 30-foot-jump and we land on open sea. however, there's a catch. near the area where we are supposed to land is a huge rock formation. if we chose to act stupidly and jump right away, we're going to die. see the connections?
"will to power!"
russ and and yves sacrificing their lives for our safety nyahahaha
when i get filthy fucking rich, i'm going to buy my own resthouse at tali and take some special friends of mine there ^__^ i really hope tali will still exist in the future. ^__^
runaway
Monday, November 28, 2005
father lucifer - tori amos
Father LuciferYou never looked so sane
You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain
Tell me that you're still in love with that Milkmaid
How's the LizziesHow's your Jesus christ been hanging
Nothings gonna stop me from floating
Nothings gonna stop me from floating
He says he reckons I'm a watercolour stain
He says I run and then I run from him
And then I run
He didn't see me watching
From the aeroplane
He wiped a tear
And then he threw away our appleseed
Nothings gonna stop me from floating
Nothings gonna stop me from floating
Everyday's my wedding day
Though baby's still in his comatose state
I'll die my own Easter eggs
Don't go yetJust don't go
And Beenie lost the sunset but that's OK
Does Joe bring flowers to Marilyn's grave
And girls that eat pizza and never gain weight
Never gain weightNever gain weight
Father Lucifer you never looked so sane
You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain
Tell me that you're still in love with that milkmaid
How's the Lizzies
How's your Jesus Chirst been hanging