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Tuesday, July 25, 2006


Games are drugs. I knew it before but... couldn't understand. ( http://game-era.com/feature/id/2 ) This is sad truth...

Thursday, January 26, 2006


happy new year? LOL

Thursday, November 10, 2005


from daigdigtulaako's lj

The Archipelago of Kisses, by Jeffrey McDaniel

We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don't grow
on trees, like in the old days. So where

does one find love? When you're sixteen it's easy,
like being unleashed with a credit card

in a department store of kisses. There's the first kiss.
The sloppy kiss. The peck.

The sympathy kiss. The backseat smooch. The we
shouldn't be doing this kiss. The but your lips

taste so good kiss. The bury me in an avalanche of
tingles kiss.

The I wish you'd quit smoking kiss.
The I accept your apology, but you make me really mad

sometimes kiss. The I know
your tongue like the back of my hand kiss.

As you get older,
kisses become scarce. You'll be driving

home and see a damaged kiss on the side of the road,
with its purple thumb out. If you were younger,

you'd pull over, slide open the mouth's red door
just to see how it fits. Oh where does one find love?

If you rub two glances, you get a smile.
Rub two smiles, you get a warm feeling.

Rub two warm feelings and presto-you have a kiss.
Now what? Don't invite the kiss over

and answer the door in your underwear.
It'll get suspicious and stare at your toes. Don't

water the kiss with whisky. It'll turn bright pink and
explode into a thousand luscious splinters,

but in the morning it'll be ashamed and sneak out of
your body without saying good-bye,

and you'll remember that kiss forever by all the
little cuts it left on the inside of your mouth. You must

nurture the kiss. Turn out the lights.
Notice how it illuminates the room. Hold it to your chest

and wonder if the sand inside hourglasses comes from a
special beach. Place it on the tongue's pillow,

then look up the first recorded kiss in an
encyclopedia: beneath a Babylonian olive tree in 1200 B.C.

But one kiss levitates above all the others. The intersection
of function and desire. The I do kiss.

The I'll love you through a brick wall kiss. Even when
I'm dead, I'll swim through the Earth,

like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your

Wednesday, November 9, 2005

10:58AM - wo0o0o0o0ot

wala lang. nde ako malungkot pero nde rin ako masaya. mas ok na'to, neutral.

Current mood: CHOOOM!!

Tuesday, November 8, 2005


WRYYY Lets get this moving yo




Current mood: cold

Friday, September 23, 2005


Dance the night away by karchan85
What you Look like
The MusicThere No Music, You'r just Hyper
Quiz created with MemeGen!

omg thats so me. O_O

from brndnbyd and shiromizu lol

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

12:30PM - First MUMU or ghost experiences

Kwento, kwento. Si JM mero ikukwento hehe.

Mine will come later, tinatamad pa ko e.

Sunday, September 18, 2005


Bawiin ko na sinabi ko tungkol sa results ng UAAP cheerdance. Napag-isip ako. XD

Anyway...kailan next gimik? Di ako nakasama kahapon...sad me. Miss ko na kayo wehehehe XD

Current mood: frustrated

Saturday, September 10, 2005

7:25PM - b.o.r.e.d. - being overly remenicent every day *scratch scratch*

Take your mp3 player. Put it on shuffle mode. The first song is the answer to the first question. The second song to the second question, and so on.

What do you think of me?
2 Trick Pony (by Sandwich)

Will I have a happy life?
Crawling (by Linkin Park... nice.)

What do my friends really think of me?
Im Not Okay (I Promise) (By My Chemical Romance hmm... interesting)

Do people secretly lust after me?
I Miss You (by Blink 182 ... this quiz... *shifty eyes*)

How can I make myself happy?
Dirt Off Your Shoulder/ Lying From You (Jay Z/ Linkin Park O_o)

What should I do with my life?
Right Where It Belongs (Nine Inch Nails... so i should go where i belong? O_o)

Why must life be so full of pain?
Only (Nin Inch Nails ... so there is no fucking you there is only me?)

How can I maximize my pleasure during sex?
The Night the Lights went out in NYC (The Ataris... if i could have one wish tonight id wish upon a satellite...)

Will I ever have children?
Eight Easy Steps (Alanis Morissette) ...

Will I die happy?
Are We The Waiting (Greenday... so.... id die waiting?)

Can you give me some advice?
She Loves Me Not (Papa Roach... nice advice.)

What do you think happiness is?
Vindicated (Dashboard Confessional LOOOL)

What's my favorite fetish?
Going Under (Evanescence... say what.)

can you tell im bored? lol

Wednesday, September 7, 2005

6:25AM - turning jap

do you know any good language schools around? i plan to study japanese and spanish before i leave next year. i am not sure if that's possible before may, 2007?!

anyone? yoohoo!


edit: yung mura lang pleaaase!!!

Tuesday, September 6, 2005


Originally posted by highxv0ltage on LPU
would u ever want ur daughter to become a lesbian? i remember on rescue me, tommy (dennis leary) was talking about how he would rather have his daughters become lesbians. sure enough the oldest one turned out to have a girlfriend.

one day was i with my grandma at her doctor's appointment. we were sitting in the waiting room, and i heard two guys talking about it. one of them said that they would rather have their daughter be lesbian, so they wouldn't have to worry about her having sex with guys and getting pregnant. what do u guys think?

Current mood: hmm

Monday, September 5, 2005



Saturday, September 3, 2005




Friday, September 2, 2005

8:06PM - Hay guys, Randomness rocks

Here are the stuff that I hear people call me when I happen to be walking past the urban poor fold.

Tricycle driver: Ep por, ep por!
Tambay: Hey joe, tayms layk dis, yu nid a jusi prut gam
Street Kid: Tamahomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Barker: Miss, pasok lang maluwag pa
Gay Hairdresser: Aaaaay Japanists! Japanists oh!
Askal: Kaw! Kaw! Kaw!
Public school girls: *whistling* Pahipo!
Public school boys: *whistling* Pahipo!
Pusakal: Meeeeeeeeeeeew
Rugby Boys: Pahreh fahnks!

I wanna go to a spa.

Current mood: amused

10:31AM - A Cup of Coffee

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old University of Notre Dame lecturer. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

Offering his guests coffee, the lecturer went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, some plain-looking and some expensive and exquisite, telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the lecturer said: "If you noticed, all the nice-looking, expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the better cups and are eyeing each other's cups."

"Now, if Life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of life doesn't change."

"Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it."

Current mood: without me by your side /ho


bakit kapag maganda ang buhay, all of a sudden it all comes crashing down?

wtf do i tell my mother who asks me, "why dont you have a boyfriend yet? or a girlfriend???"

Current mood: sdfgsfgds

Thursday, September 1, 2005


Pauso naman to! XD

Guys emokid ako ngayon. T_T Hay life. Sorry kay Maku...masama lang talaga loob ko. I cry T_T

Aaanyway...3 ako sa Math long exam yehey pasang awa! Pakshet na algebra XD

Current mood: sad


putanginang pakshet! harblharblharbl!!!


Isang araw... wala lang /heh teka nonsense story time :D

'Would you put me in a book?"

'I'm sorry but you're not interesting enough.'

Fictional characters are composites. They are made up from observation, the author's imagination and research such as newspaper clippings. Although a real life incident about a person may spark the writer's interest, that will be blended with fictitious additions.

Often I'm asked if I put my children into books. Although my then three year old son (who is now six foot three) provided the inspiration for the cake-eating hippo, the universal child in the book is not him.

I don't use my family, relatives or friends nor threaten to use them as characters because this is literary terrorism. To me, there is an ethical problem with thinly disguised autobiographical situations. It's okay to send up yourself, but not your immediate circle.And since humour often depends upon embarrassing situations, the 'embarrassed ones' may not wish to 'go public.'

What happens, is that family situations which are often common to other families such as mischievous pets, lost clothing, sporting disasters or holiday mishaps can be used as settings or backgrounds for humorous stories.It is the circumstance which provides the potential humour.

Current mood: :angry:



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