Thunder Sermon

a politically charged essay on a Pokemon’s (supposedly) democratic leadership training by the Superficial Demonic Pokemon trainer.

2008-06-20T10:31:00.000-07:00

If I was a Pokemon trainer and my Pokemon did something bad that it would harm other’s reputation and mine at the same time, I will not tolerate such act and would immediately disown that Pokemon.

Unless, that is what he really teaches the pokemon to do.

and that is point no.1

Bad publicity is still publicity, like in JUDAY’s case her commercial made people talk about her…

“hmmm what a fine tactic”- superficial demonic pokemon trainer

In literature you cannot die if you are still remembered, you only die if no one remembers you…

“Bad publicity is still publicity”

A great tactic of a poet or a painter who is ALREADY DYING is to do something good or bad or controversial before he dies so he would be written on history books and still be remembered in that case he would still “Live” (ideologically).

Ginagamit ang issue para mabuhay ulit

A fine tactic isn’t it…

and that is point no.2

The goal of every pokemon trainer is to “serve the people” and to be able to serve the people better “they need to get stronger”

Sounds logical hindi ba…

Pero ang iba nakakalimutan ang original na intention which is “to serve the people” at nalululong sa kaka-“make themselves stronger” stronger than others, even stronger than the people they are trying to serve. Kaya inaapi at pinaglalaruan na nila yung mga taong (iniisip nila na) mas maliit sa kanila.

And they even call that democracy? KAGAGUHAN…

At dahil naghihingalo na ang pokemon trainer at pula na lahat ng pokemon nya nakaisip sya ng bagong paraan…

Yun ang point no. 1

At ang dahilan nun ay ang point no. 2

Ganun lang kasimple…

Mga tactics na nabigyan na ng tamang solusyon ng dalawang magagaling na pokemon trainers na kaibigan ko…

Ang solusyon?

Layasan na lang ang naghihingalong pokemon trainer…

Kasi di pa naguumpisa ang laban talo na sila…

At mas marami pang ibang dapat kalabanin…

Tulad ng elite four,

kaysa pagtuunan pa ng pansin ang kaawa-awang kalaban na ito…

HAHAHA…

I missed playing pokemon after writing this…

Go bulbasuar…!!!

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a Politian’s incorrect defense using, economical and psychological reason to alter the punishment on the sensationalized canister scandal.

2008-05-29T10:05:00.000-07:00

I rarely read newspapers but for some reason, I always create an essay everytime I read one. It looks like I need to turn it to a real habit.

according to an article in "tiktik"

a politician requested stop the revocation of license to the doctors and nurses that were part of the scandal.

His reason was because these nurses and doctors are employed on a public hospital, which means that they have little compensation or salary for the great stress of their work.

He is right and I really agree.

But, he further reasoned out, and said that when the suspects committed the crime they were doing it as a form of stress relief at pag pasensyahan na lang natin sila…

And that is wrong…

Gusto niyang maawa tayo sa mga mumunting mga salarin na 'to pero bakit di tayo nahihiya dun sa biktima na umabot pa hanggang youtube.

One of the problems in our country is quite simple, Mahilig tayo sa pasensya puro pasensya.

"manong di ko na kita yung red light PASENSYA NA PO"

"PASENSYA NAMAN NA TRAPIK EH"

puro pasensya kaya nagmumukha tayong mga tanga.

kung pagpapasensyahan na lang yung ginawa nila “what makes you sure” na hindi na nila uulitin yun?

And if everything ay idadaan sa pasensya bakit pa may batas?

Come to think of it, kung yung mga nagtatrabaho sa public hospital ay makakalusot sa masamang gagawin nila pano pa yung mga asa private na may pera to bend the law.

Kung papalusutin natin ang mga lokong ito, kalianman ay hindi na mapapatutupad ang mga batas on Medical Ethics.

Just like one of my favorite saying goes

“THE RULE SHOULD APPLY TO ALL, UNLESS NONE AT ALL”

If you bend to one, then bend to all.

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a coercive political discussion on the psycho-somatic form of attitude towards work and ambition

2008-05-25T07:59:00.000-07:00

Many poeple think that because i never backdown from an argument that I am always right, no I'm not. But most of the time I am.

If you want something you should do everything to get it, and if you lose at least you tried your best.

I always compare other people's working habbits to mine and some hate me for that.

Because if I work, I would do it properly no matter how disorganized it is, it would end up as everyone expected it would be.

I really can't understand when poeple tell me that "ikaw kasi yun magkaiba kayo, kaya di nya kaya yun".

We are talking about WORKING PROFESSIONALLY

It is not some kind of special powers that only some have.

It is learned and it is done.

Everyone could work professionally.

Ano bang pinagkaiba nila sa akin lahat sila may dalawang kamay may dalawang paa at utak, pati appendix meron.

So no one could tell me that other poeple could not work professionally like I do.

As simple as that.

Masama kasi pagnamimili ka ng trabaho pero ang taas naman ng pangarap mo.

It really doesn't work that way.

just a simple thought to ponder on...

"YOUR PERSONALITY SHOULD NOT CHANGE PROFESSIONALISM, PROFESSIONALISM SHOULD CHANGE YOUR PERSONALITY"

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a logical essay regarding the illogical events and holidays we have. Lets be proud its earth year 2008!

2008-05-01T18:26:00.000-07:00

According to an article in manila bulletin our president arroyo declared 2008 as the earth year here in our country.

As far as I could remember it all started with Makati's earth hour...
The always celebrated earth day and finally...
Earth Month...

This is not a congratulatory blog entry for our president, but a commentary or a critique on what she just did.

I'm not Anti-gloria... Actually I'm pro-gloria... because there is no one else (besides myself) who would be a less evil president.

-back to the main topic-

The earth existed for gazillions of years...
and humans just existed not more than ten thousand...

What a I trying to say?

The earth doesn't need to be cared for...
it does not need to be nursed...
it does not need to be saved...

because it can save itself...
it can exist without us...

were just trying hard to save planet earth because...
without earth we die...

we are just trying to save our own assess
and we even euphemistically created this illusion that we would save the earth from destruction...
but in the first place we are causing its destruction.

so why bother creating a year for earth?

there are so many crisis here in our country...
and dedicating a year for Earth? How pointless...

Why not create a year for the workers...

A year for the Farmers

the metroaides

the police

year of the food

year of sanitation

year of housing for the poor

year of the POOR...

Something that would really help the citizens of this country...

for the years to come...

may nature guide them to what is really important...

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a dramatic and simple lesson in life portrayed in a complicated manner "In times of crisis NEVER SAY NO"

2008-04-17T07:23:00.000-07:00

Nanoonood ba kayo ng PALOS...

ako hindi masyado...

minsan lang...

nakakatawa kasi yung buong show nila...

bakit ka ba kasi magsusuot ng fashion clothes kung makikipagbarilan ka...

at wag tularan ang mga goons sa show na ito...

dahil may hawak na nga na baril eh lalapit pa rin sila sa bida para sila'y mabaril...

hehehe...

tama na muna ang nakakatawang moments...

dun tayo sa seryoso...

biruin mo may natutunan akong napaka-gandang lesson in life sa show na ito...

no kidding kung alam nyo...

tumayo ako at pumalakpak nung natapos yung scene na yun...

ito yung nangyari...

yung episode kung saan si Gian Carlo at si Enzo na lang ang hostage...

at kausap ni Alessandro si Palos sa phone about the microchip...

nabadtrip si Alessandro sa pagisisnungaling ni Palos at tinutukan si Gian Carlo para patayin...

At nagsisigaw si Enzo ng HUWAG... HUWAG... at wala pang katapusang HUWAG...

mga 20 times siguro yun at nainis si Alessandro at si Enzo ang binaril imbes na si Gian Carlo...

haha...

Napatayo talaga ako tuwa...

The Lesson Behind It

IN TIMES OF CRISIS...

"hindi mo dapat sabihing HUWAG!..."

or in english "Never say NO!"...

hehe yung lang...

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a wonderful life is a symbiotic relationship with the elementary subject GOOD MANNERS AND RIGHT CONDUCT

2008-04-10T08:12:00.000-07:00

Hindi ko talaga alam...
kung bakit hindi maipasok sa ulo ng mga tao...
ang simpleng lessons in life na ibinibigay ng ating subject na GMRC...

siguro noong bata ako ay hindi din masyadong binibigyan ng pansin...
ang subject na ito, kasi naman wala kang gagawin pero pumapasa ka...
tapos sasagutan mo lang ang mga tanong sa libro ng puro kabaitan lamang...

o diba ang dali...
pero habang tumatanda ako ay malaki ang pasasalamat ko...
at hindi naalis sa akin ang mga values na natutunan ko sa subject na ito...

asus meron nga ba?

oo naman...

kaya wag nyong tularan si kuyang MMDA ha...
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Ako at si Jon: kuya may bus po ba dito papuntang tagaytay?

kuyang MMDA: Ay walang bus dito subukan nyo dun yung mga colorum...
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ano po again kuya colorum diba bawal yun inaadvertise nyo pa...
hehehe...

at oo nga pala...

Sana pag meron tayong gustong gawin o gustong baguhin

ating gamitin ang simpleng proseso na itinuro ni H.J. Taylor...
para alamin kung dapat ba talaga nating gawin o baguhin ang mga bagay...

THE FOUR WAY TEST

Is it the TRUTH?

Is it FAIR to all concerned?

Will it build GOODWILL and BETTER FRIENDSHIPS?

Will It be BENEFICIAL to ALL concerned?

kapag pumasa sa lahat ng yan ang balak mong gawin aba...
gawin mo na or baguhin mo na...

pero kapag may isang sablay aba pag-isipan mo munang mabuti...

kung ano ba talaga ang iyong gusto...

yun lang hehehe...

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a ritualistic view in the communication process involving the past the present and the future in which this blog entry would just want to elaborate.

2008-03-30T07:21:00.000-07:00

Let us give a moment of silence to respect the organization Artistang Artlets.

Respetuhin po sana natin ang mga naka-gawian na.

Ang mga dating rules and regulations ay dapat sanang sundin.

Ang guide sana na binigay nito ay huwag bale walain.

sa ngalan ng ama at anak at espiritu santo AMEN.

Nais ko lamang iparating na itatak natin sa utak natin...

na iba ang PRODUCTION sa isang ORGANIZATION...

Spelling pala lang magkaiba talaga yung dalawa...

Huwag sana nating palakihin pa ang mga bagay...

PRIDE lang yan...

Sobrang laking PRIDE.

Artistang Artlets is an ORGANIZATION that creates PRODUCTIONS.

So walang kina laman ang mga Organizational Positions sa Production positions.

magkaiba yun...

there is always room to say it is unfair, but try to think more clearly is it really unfair? (without the self-gratifying effect of being superior)

Gaya ng sabi ko nung election...

"AA would not settle for the who is good, AA would choose the best"

Pumili na ang AA

kung best ka hindi mo na kailangan pabanguhin ang pangalan mo or to give more prestige sa position mo.

magaling ka na eh... para saan pa yun...?

At gaya ng lahat ng tao sa buong mundo...

masyado tayong nagiging pre-occupied...

bigyan ng parangal ang sarili...

Hi I'm Engineer KEME

Hi I'm PhD in Literature CHUVA

Hi I'm Professor Emeritus CHOS

gustong gusto baguhin ang pangalan for the prestige and pride...

ako ang sasabihin ko lang...

Hi! I'm MARLON...

at proud na ako na wala nang mas mauuna pa doon...

tulog na ako tapos na ako mag-pray eh...

Wala naman akong inaaway...

at di masama ang mang-aral...

yun na lang siguro ang role ko...

to objectively give objective lectures...

salamat po...

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Hanap-hanap

2008-03-04T20:56:00.000-08:00

Ni Marlon J. Locsin

Wala na ang kanyang ina kaya wala na siyang kalaro. Nagsawa na siya sa laruan. Dumating ang kanyang ama, naka-inom kasama ang tito nya at mga kabarkada.
Pinagpatuloy ng nila ang inuman at paglalaro ng tong-its.
Gustong-gusto niyang sumali sa kanilang nilalaro.
Larong pangbata lang ang pwede niyang laruin bawal ang larong pangmatanda.
Wala nang malaro at kalaro, kaya hinahanap-hanap niya ang kanyang ina, na babalik at ilalayo daw siya sa kanyang masamang ama.
Pumanik siya sa kwarto at natulog ng malungkot
Nagising siya at bumaba para uminom. Pinindot ang switch at lumiwanag.
Tuwang-tuwa siya sa nasaksihan. Nakita na niya ang matagal na nyang hinahanap.

Daddy! Tito! pasali po ako sa kabakabayuan.

"Pambabae, Panlalake"

2008-03-01T09:54:00.000-08:00

Nagpapasalamat ako kay Marc So (sa sarili ko) dahil pagdirect niya ng play na mula sa aking maikling kwento. Sa mga napakagaling na mga scriptwriters at dinagdagan ng kulay ang aking mga istorya. Nagpapasalamat din ako sa Artistang Artlets at sa lahat ng tumulong para mabuo ang dulang ito...

Filipinos should learn basic chemistry to save the philippines

2008-02-25T06:01:00.000-08:00

Nagbabadya na naman ang mga nak ng jueteng na lintik na mga rally yan. Actually ayaw kong matuloy yang mga kilos protesta nila. FIRST maapektohan ang mga pasok ng estudyante na sa halip magaral, ay tatambay sa bahay o sasali sa rally at pagnangyari yun baka mapostpone ang play ko... (wag sana lord) SECOND, dahil pointless... kung papalayasin nyo si GMA sa pwesto… sino papalit? after 4 years papaalisin din natin yung papalit kay GMA, gamit ang isa na namang kilos protesta. Mapapatunayan ba sa akin ng mga lintik na nagorganize ng mga ousting movement na yan, na hindi CORRUPT yung ilalagay nilang kapalit.

makikipagpustahan ba sila ng pugot ulo na matutupad yun!

of course... NOT...

May sari-sariling layunin ang mga taong yan kaya nila talaga ginagawa ang paghihikayat sa rally.

hahai... ang laking ka pointless-an

It just shows na hindi pa nagmamature ang mga Pilipino.

Soo Much immaturity, hanggang kailang ba magkakaroong ng hindi peaceful na pagturnover ng presidency.

“mommy!!!… mommy!!!... ayaw ko nyan AYAW ko nyan ayaw ko ng gulay!!!”

Kung papakinggan mabuti ang mga pinagsasabi ng mga tao sa kalye para silang mga bata na pinagpipilitan ang gusto nilang mangyari.

Kung gusto ninyo matuloy ang impeachment edi mag-organize kayo ng signature campaign at ipasa ang resulta sa house of representatives.

O di kaya ay antayin na lang na matapos na ang termino ni GMA…

Impatient kasi, 2 years na lang di pa kayang tiisin pero natiis nila yung fisrt six years ni Gloria. Hopeless…

Pano mo nga ba babaguhin pilipinas na walang pagkilos protesta, walang rally, walang trapik, walang police agression...

Kung gusto nyo talaga ng pagbabago…

Simple lang yan

like in basic Chemistry: matter occupies space... and no two matter can occupy the same space at the same time.

using the inferencing method

Matter occupies space

and if you don't occupy space, you don't matter.

simple hindi ba.

Para baguhin ang pilipinas, occupy or be occupied in simple terms… "FIND A JOB!!!" be in the government, be in any societal sectors (church, NGO, Civil society, Institutions, educational committees) and work to change society and government… then you know that YOU MATTER…

simple lang yun di ba…

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Wish

2008-01-31T08:25:00.000-08:00

Wish

Ni Marlon J. Locsin

“Beep beep” yan muna, bago mo maririnig ang “Shooom…” at makikita mo na si Wile E. Coyote at si Roadrunner, sa isang kinse minutos na walang katapusang habulan.

“Beep beep”

Takbo

“Beep beep”

Takbo

May babaeng lalapit sa silya ng batang nanood ng telebisyon, “rodel anak, pahangin muna tayo, hapon na para makapag-mirienda ka na rin” ang sabi ng babae. “Opo inay” ang kanyang sagot sabay yuko. Inilabas ng babae si rodel sa tapat ng bahay nila, binigyan ng pande coco, ang paborito niyang tinapay. Pinapanood lamang Rodel ang mga batang naglalaro ng piko, tumbang preso, luksong baka, tagu-taguan, at ang kanyang paboritong mataya-taya.

Galak.

Saya.

Inggit.

Awa.

Galit.

Mga emosyon na dinarama ni Rodel, walang labis walang kulang lahat nadarama. Simula sa pagdilat ng mata sa umaga hanggang pagpikit sa gabi, isa lamang ang kanyang hiling.

Makatakbo.

Sampung taon; ang panahong nakalipas simula ng ipinanganak si Rodel, ang kanyang edad sa kasalukuyan, at ang haba ng kanyang inantay para matupad ang pangarap.

Nagtirik ng kandila sa altar ang ina ni Rodel, kinuha ang rosaryo at nagdasal. Naka-upo lamang si Rodel sa tabi ng kanyang ina at sinabayan itong magdasal habang kinakausap ang sarili.

Ama namin sumasalangit ka sambahin ang ngalan mo…

“Ilang taon na akong nagdadasal… araw-araw… gabi-gabi pero wala paring nangyayari”

…dito sa lupa para lang sa langit…

“Nagpapakabait naman ako, hindi gumagawa ng masama, sinusunod si inay?”

…at patawarin mo kami sa aming mga sala…

“Bakit wala pa ring nangyayari?”

…sa lahat ng masama . Amen…

Nasa harap na naman ng telebisyon si Rodel. Nanonood siya ng mga teleserye, kahit hindi nya ito gusto, wala siyang magagawa, dahil wala naman syang ibang pinagkaka-abalahan.

Panganay si Rodel, ang kapatid niyang si Fidel ay musmos pa lamang, lagi nya itong binabantayan, lalo na pag-umaalis ang kanyang ina tungo sa palengke, dahil lagi naman siyang asa bahay. Hindi na siya nakapag-aral, masyadong kasing mahiyain, walang tiwala sa sarili. Kahit ilang beses na siyang pinilit ng mga magulang nya ay ayaw nya talaga mag-aral.

“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.... BOG!!!” lalabas si Wile E. Coyote sa butas at magiisip ng ibang plano kung paano hulihin at kainin si Roadrunner. Hanggang ngayon hindi pa rin nya ito nagagawa wala pa ring tigil na habulan.

“Beep beep”

Takbo

“Beep beep”

Takbo

Inihatid na naman ng kanya ina si Rodel sa labas ng bahay para magpahangin. “Pasensya na anak ha walang pande coco o kababayan sa bakery ngayon eh, ito na lang muna French bread” and sabi ng kanyang ina. Ngumiti lamang si Rodel at kinuha ang supot, tuwang-tuwa sya sa panonood ng mataya-taya ng mga batang kapitbahay. Walang kaibigan si Rodel dahil sobrang mahiyain sya, ngunit kilala siya sa boung baranggay dahil sa kanyang kapansanan. Pilay, lumpo, at yung naka-wheelchair; yang ang tawag nila kay Rodel.

Habang nanonood, dahan-dahan lamang kinakain ni Rodel ang French bread dahil di naman nya ito masyadong gusto. Mayamaya ay may lumapit na matandang pulubi kay Rodel. “Anak, pahingi naman ng kaunting pagkain, ilang araw na akong di kumakain anak.” and sabi ng matangdang babaeng pulubi. “Ahh… ganun po ba? Ahh eto po sa inyo na po iyan” ang sagot ni Rodel. Kinuha ito ng matanda at kinain. May sumigaw, lumingon si Rodel, isang bata ang nadapa at nasugatan. “Ah… tsk tsk di kasi nag-iingat sa pagtakbo, delikado yun…” isang malamig at magandang tinig ang narinig ni Rodel. Lumingon uli ito at di na nakita ang matandang babae ngunit isa nang napaka-puti at napaka-gandang babae.

Gulat.

Takot.

Kaba.

“Asan yung matanda?” makikita ni Rodel ang Spanish bread na hawak na ng magandang babae.

Gulat.

Takot.

Kaba.

“Napaka busilak ng kalooban mo bata, huwag ka matakot sa akin hindi naman kita sasaktan” ang sagot ng babae.

“Sino po kayo? Ahhh ano po kayo? Pano po kayo naging bata? Diwata po ba kayo?” ang tanong ni Rodel.

“Ang dami mo namang tanong eh, Kammy ang tawag nila sa akin, tsaka hindi ako diwata… siguro anghel ako…” ang sagot ng babae.

“Hindi ako naniniwala sa anghel kahit sa diyos, dahil din naman nila tinutupad yung gusto ko eh… kung hindi ka anghel… marahil demonyo ka! Tama Demonyo ka!”

Gulat.

Takot.

Kaba.

“Hindi ka naniniwala sa anghel, pero naniniwala ka sa demonyo kakaiba ata yun ha? At sa ganda kong ito, demonyo ako grabe ka naman ata dun” ang depensa ng babae

“Eh ano ka at anong ginagawa mo dito?” ang tanong nya ulit

“Matagal na kitang pinagmamasdan, lahat naman ng kayo pinagmamasdan ko, gumagala lamang ako, pumu-punta kung saan ako tinatawag, minsan kasi mas malakas yung tawag ng iba, pana-panahon lang yan. At dahil mabait ka papapiliin kita kung paano...”

“Bakit mo ako pinagmamasdan? Papapiliin?” ang tanong ni Rodel.

“Yung ang trabaho ko eh magbantay at mag-antay, ha? Eh wag mong intindihin yung huli kong sinabi, alam ko nga yung lagi mong idinadasal eh” sagot ng babae.

Yuyuko si Rodel at mapapaisip, titingin sa mga batang nagtatakbuhan ng masayang-masaya. Hihinga ng malalim at titingin sa babae.

Inggit.

Awa.

Galit.

“Bakit hindi natutupad yung hiling ko! Bakit?” ang pagalit na tanong ni Rodel.

“Hindi ko alam hindi naman ako ang diyos” ang sagot ng babae.

“Yun lang naman ang gusto ko eh… Makatakbo…” yumuko si Rodel at biglang umiyak.

“Tahan na… walang mapupuntahan yang kakaiyak mo... alam mo may surpresa ako para sayo” lumapit ang babae at niyakap si Rodel.

“Ano po yun?” ang tanong nito habang pinupunasan ang mukha gamit ang mga braso.

“Dahil napakabait mo, bibigyan kita ng isang wish, kahit ano tutuparin ko.” Ngingiti ang babae, napakagandang mga ngiti ngunit napakalamig.

“Kahit ano?” ang ulit ng bata.

Tatango ang magandang babae.

“Ang gusto ko lang po ay makatakbo” ang sagot ni Rodel yuyuko at parang hiyang-hiya.

“Pero syempre may kapalit…” ang sabi ng babae.

“Wala po akong pera, pagkain lang po ang meron ako at itong wheelchair ko...” ang malungkot na sagot ni Rodel.

“Ang gusto ko lang naman ay mamasyal tayo” ang sagot ng babae.

“Saan?” ang tanong ng bata.

“Sa masayang lugar maganda dun.” ngumiti ulit ang babae, napakagandang mga ngiti ngunit napakalamig.

“Sige po lahat gagawin ko!” and masayang sagot ni Rodel.

“Salamat, at ngayon tutuparin ko na ang iyong kahilingan” pipikit panandalian ang babae.

Galak.

Saya.

Gulat.

Takot.

Kaba.

Nag-iba ang pakiramdam ni Rodel, lumamig sobrang lamig. Nagkaroon ng mga laman ang kanyang mga baldadong paa. At dahan-dahan siyang tumayo at tumakbo, dahan-dahan hanggang pabilis ng pabilis.

Nagulantang mga nga kapitbahay nila Rodel, “HIMALA!!! Diyos ko HIMALA!!!” ang sigaw ng isa. “Si pilay tumakabo!!!” ang sabi ng isa sa mga batang naglalaro ng patintero. Gulat ang lahat at tuwang-tuwa para kay Rodel.

Iba ang pakiramdan ni Rodel hindi pa siya nakakaranas ng ganito. Ang lakas ng hangin sa kanyang mga pisngi, ang bilis ng paggalaw ng paligid, at ang pagod; napakasarap na pagod.

Patuloy lang sa pagtakbo si Rodel hindi iniintindi ang mga tao, pagod, at hirap. “Ang sarap tumakbo!!!” yan ang sabi niya sa sarili niya. Sa hindi kalayunaan ay may nakita siyang kulay berde. “Ano yun ang tanong niya sa sarili.”

Takbo pa rin siya ng takbo, hindi pinapansin ang kahit ano. Unti-unting nagbabago ang tinig ng mga kabaranggay niya. Para silang natatakot at kinakabahan. Hindi ito maintindihan ni Rodel “Sobrang saya ng pag takbo… sobra”

Papalapit na ng papalapit ang bagay na kulay berde. Naalala ni Rodel si Roadrunner, napa-ngiti ito at lalong binilisan ang takbo.

“BEEP!!! BEEP!!!”

(Takbo)

“BEEP!!! BEEP!!!”

(Takbo)

“BEEP!!! BEEP!!!”

Pumuti ang paningin ni Rodel inalala niya ang mga pangyayari, nakita niya ang matanda na naging magandang babae, napaka-puti at napakagandang babae. Itim ang buhok, itim ang damit at itim ang pantaloon. Magandang ngiti, at magagandang itim na mga mata, na napakalamig.

“Ang gusto ko lang po ay makatakbo”

Paulit-ulit.

(Takbo)

BOOOOOOOGGG!!!

“bbbbbbeeeeeeeeeepppppppppppppp…”

Sampung taon; ang panahong nakalipas simula ng ipinanganak si Rodel, ang kanyang edad sa kasalukyan, at ang haba ng kanyang inantay para matupad ang pangarap.

Pagtakbo lamang ang kanyang hiling at dahil sampung taon na siyang hindi nakapaglakad hindi siya marunong huminto.

Madilim sobrang dilim, nakahiga si Rodel wala siyang makita.

“Rodel?”

Tatayo si Rodel hahanapin kung saan nanggagaling ang boses.

Lilitaw ang isang babae, napaka-puti at napakagandang babae. Itim ang buhok, itim ang damit at itim ang pantaloon. Magandang ngiti, at magagandang itim na mga mata, na napakalamig.

“Tara Rodel gaya ng pangako mo mamasyal pa tayo” ang sabi ng babae.

“San tayo pupunta? Asan ako? Pano ako nakarating dito?” ang tanong ni Rodel

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Hindi na nakadarama ng emosyon si Rodel…

“Dinala ka ng G-liner dito” ang sagot magandang babae.

“Ano?....” ang huling salita ni Rodel.

“Tara Rodel hahatid pa kita sa maganda at masayang lugar. Kammy ang ipinangalan nila sa akin, yun na rin ang itawag mo” Ngingiti ang babae, napakagandang mga ngiti, ngunit napakalamig.

kamatayan…

WAKAS

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Shampoo, conditioner... maputing leeg at buhay Marino...

2007-12-17T10:25:00.000-08:00

Pinagawa kami ni ser Atalia ng isang excercise tungkol sa bagay na kinaiinisan mo
ako naman ay isang masunuring bata kaya yun larga sulat... hehehe...

Pag gising ko sa umaga papasok ako ng banyo at magbabatibot joke!!! hehehehe
syempre ang ginawa ko don ay para maligo habang ako ay naliligo iisipin kong mabuti kung
alin nga ba ang uunahin shampoo or condtioner?

***sa mga nagsasabi na bakit ko ba ito pinoproblema kalbo naman ako eh bakit hindi lang naman yung
asa ulo buhok ko ha marami pang parte ng katawan ko ay may makapal ang buhok!!!***

according kasi sa conditioner use after your favourite shampoo, so huli ba ang epekto ng conditioner sa isang shampoo and conditioner in one?

di ko ma-gets ang labo bkit gagawa ka nang producto na pinag-isa mo ang bagay na hindi naman sabay gamitin.
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Ano nga ba ang hinahanap ng mga kababaihan ngayon? Dati alam ko na baho at itim lang na kilikili ang pinoproblema ng kababaihan pero ngayon iba na...

Ang pinaka-ayaw na parte ng mga babae sa katawan nila ay ang leeg kasi sa lahat ng solo pic nila lagi nilang tinatakpan yung mga leeg ako or hindi kinukuha sa framing ng lertrato... hahahay kakaiba lang.

wag na kayong magsinungaling lahat kayo may ganyang letrato parang model kayo ng "head and shoulders"

kasi literally "HEAD & SHOULDERS" lang yung pic hehehe...

salamat nga pala sa mga litratong na kalap ko...

"Nadz sori wala akong mahanap na ibang pic eh hehehe ok lang yan maganda ka pa rin...
"Joan maganda ka parin at mabait (binobola lang kta para wagka magalit peace tayo)
"Ganda!! level yung pic mo parang may hangin lang (pero wala ka pa ring leeg ehehehe)
"Ate lorie!!!... go ate go... libre mo ako!!! at bago na ang pik naligaw na ako...
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Ang buhay marino...

ang feeling ko ay isa akong marino ngayon...

bakit?

sa simpleng dahilan, sobra sobrang akong magmahal.

sabi nila may mga taong namamangka sa dalawang ilog

ang sagot ko naman bakit mo pa kailangan sa ilog mamangka...

kung pede ka naman mamarko sa karagatan....

lunod ka pa pamamahal...

hehehe love you Angel ko...

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(Metro Gwapo ATBP) just post a comment kung pangit.

2007-11-28T09:07:00.000-08:00

Metro Gwapo ATBP.

Ni Marlon J. Locsin

“Alas onse y medya na” ang sabi ni Marlon sa kanyang sarili. Pinunas nya ang hawak na kumot sa kanyang matang puno ng buhangin ng pagkadilat. “Bakit ang asim ng amoy” ang tanong sa sarili, namuo na parang pilipinas ang chichirya at maliliit na laman ng baboy, sa kumot niyang masangsang. Umupo sa kama at pinulot and bote na kagabi ay karamay sa problema, ngunit sakit sa ulo kina-umaga. “Light” ang kanyang bulong habang pinagmamasdan ang bote “sana nga matagpuan ko na ang liwanag”. Tumayo, pumasok sa banyo at naligo. Alin ba ang dapat unahin shampoo or conditioner? Kinuha ang conditioner “use after your favourite shampoo”. Nahuhuli kaya ang epekto ng conditioner sa 2 in one na shampoo & conditioner?

Kinanaw ni Marlon ang itim na kape habang tinitignan ang kanyang malabong imahe sa ibabaw nito. “Ding dong ding dong” tumunog ang door bell, lumabas si Marlon at binuksan ang gate “Bakit?” ang tanong nito, kaibigan ang nasa may gate. “Masama ba dumalaw?” ang sagot nito sabay pasok ng kaibigan, upo sa sala at inom ng kape; na kanina ay tinitimpla ni Marlon. Umupo na rin si Marlon sa sala at binuksan ang tv. “Gusto mo ng kape?” ang alok ni Jerson kay Marlon. “Hindi” ang sagot ni Marlon habang naglilipat ng palabas. “Anong problema?” ang tanong ni Jerson. “Wala alam mo na yun impossible talaga” ang sagot ni Marlon “Siya na naman? Tagal na nyan ha?” ang pagtataka ni Jerson. “LAHAT iniiwan AKO!!! wala na talagang magmamahal sa akin, kasi pangit ako.” “MERON AKO!!!” ang pagalit na sagot ni Jerson. Tinignan sya ni Marlon at nagulat. “Ahh… Ako KARAMAY mo ako kahit anong mangyari pare” ang biglang hirit ni Jerson. “Ahhh… okay salamat pare kaibigan talaga kita” ang sagot ni Marlon at si Jerson naman ay pinaghiwalay ang mga braso at aktong yayakapin si Marlon “Pare apir!” and sabi ni Marlon at tinapik ang dalawang palad ni Jerson. Napangiti na lamang si Jerson at sinabing “Kasi maghanap ka na ng iba, marami pa naman diyan eh sa paligid mo” with matching beautiful eyes. “Napuwing ka noh” at nabaling ang attensyon sa TV ng ilang segundo “sana kasing dali lang ng pagtoothbrush ng Close-up ang paghahanap ng true love” ang sabi Marlon sabay tayo, at labas ng bahay.

“Oh san ka pupunta?” ang sabi ni Jerson at sinundan si Marlon. “Ano ba talaga problema mo pare?” ang tanong ni Jerson. “Bakit nga ba ang lupit ng buhay noh… at ginawa akong ganito…?” ang sabi no Marlon “Anong ganito?” ang sagot ni Jerson. “Pangit nga! Napakalayo ko sa mga tinutukoy ng ating mundo na gwapo, mukha na raw akong tatay eh.” Patuloy si marlon na naglalakad at napahinto sa billboard ng lalaking nakahubo at may hawak na kape “Tignan mo pare yan ang gwapo sa tingin ng karamihan ng babae ngayon, yung mga sobrang linis at vain parang 10 tayms a day maligo, minsan naka-palong ng manok ang buhok, laging naka-pink at fitting lahat ng damit. at nag-aral pa ata sa paris ng Fashion 101 dahil alam nila ang tamang porma kuno. Parang ikaw, kaya ang daming nababaliw sayo, lima na ex mo di ba? Sorry naman pare, tinuruan kasi ako ng nanay ko na magconserve ng tubig kaya once a day lang ako maligo at color blind ako ano bang paki ko sa pink di ba” ang paliwanag ni Marlon. “Lima na nga ex ko pero hindi ko sila mahal, ikaw ang mahal ko…” ang pabulong na sinabi ni Jerson. “Ha ano may sinasabi ka?” ang tanong ni Marlon at umiling lamang si Jerson. “Look at them pare” habang nakakita ng isang lalake na nakapink at naka taas ang buhok. “its like they are almost gay but never quite gay yet, no offense pare, pero puta nakakainis ano bang gwapo sa mga itsurang ganyan?” at patuloy silang naglakad.

“Nakita mo na ni isang trait na meron ako ay hindi na kinikilalang gwapo ngayon I think I live in the wrong planet. And what is it with basketball players tumangkad ka lang at humawak ng bola kahit mukha kang pang-halloween ay pagkakagulohan ka… bakit hindi nakakagwapo ang paglaro sepak takraw eh national sport natin yun.”. Hihinto at magbubuntong hiniga “Ang lalong nakakainis ay ang pagyayabang ng mga lintik na alphamale na mga yan, yung utak naman nila parang sinabawan without the gulay at susukatin nila ang pagkatao mo sa katangkaran at kagwapuhan. Well, kung ganon lang ang basehan nang pagiging tao eh yung national hero pala natin hindi pa qualified maging tao! Mag-isip nga sila, ay hindi pala nila kayang gawin yun! Magtiki-tiki muna sila para kahit konti ay tumalino”.

Biglang napalingon si Marlon sa mga grupo ng teenagers naglalaro ng skateboard. “At isa pa iyan sa mundane sa mga tingin ng society ngayon. Gwapo ka pag meron kang banda or pagmarunong kang magitara or drums at yung iba, pati gitara nila ginagawang bling bling aba kasili pa sa daily apparel. Isa din ang pagsusuot ng mga maduduming damit na parang tatlong araw ka na walang ligo, kadiri talaga parang gusto ko silang lahat bigyan ng shampoo at sabihing wag kang magcoat asa pilipinas tayo ungas! Sabi kasi ng nanay ko cleanliness is next to Godliness at hindi perfume ang Jabar. AT PLEASE naman EMO ka na! Tama na isang beses mo lang ayusin yung buhok mo kahit saan makatingin na may reflection ay mananalamin para ayusin ang buhok ni pisong makintab di pinapatawad. Anak ng jueteng gwapo ba ang hitsurang ganun?”

Umabot na silang dalawa sa isang stop light. “Tapos maraming babae and nagrereklamo na iniiwanan, niloloko, ginagago, pinapa-asa eh SILA NAMAN KASI ANG SIRA bakit kasi nila nagugustohan ang mga lalaking walang ginawa sa buhay kung hindi pormahan ang lahat, kahit poste na napaldahan mo eh papapansinin nyan at mas gusto nila na maglaro ng basketball or DOTA kaysa kasama ang ka, lalo na yung mga feeling nila sobrang gwapo nila at papaibigin ang lahat. At mas gusto ng babae ang lalakeng bobo kaysa matalino ewan ko ba kung bakit. Turn-on ba ang kabobohan? anak ng… talaga…!!!”

Sabay tawid ni Marlon sa kabila kahit di pa red light. “Wait pare” ang sabi ni Jerson “O bakit di ka tumawid? Ha pinapatunayan mo lang na gwapo ka kasi sabi ni Bayani Fernando kung sumusunod ka sa batas trapiko Metro Gwapo ka. Oo na hindi na ako gwapo, okay! mamatay na lahat ng gwapo!!!” Ang sabi ni Marlon “Hindi naman talaga ako gwapo eh tignan mo tatawid ako!” ang sabi ni Jerson “BOOOM!!!” tinamaan si Jerson ng SUV at lumipad 3 meters away naging kulay pula ang damit niyang kulay rosas at nabasag ang kanyang salaming walang grado. Nilapitan sya ni Marlon. “Pare okay ka lang?” ang tanong ni Marlon “Sira!!! mukha ba akong OK!!! Aray ang buto ko Pare bago ako mamatay gusto ko malaman mo na… mahaaa...” sabay hinimatay si Jerson. “Pare akin na lang auto mo pag namatay ka ha…”

Sino ang tunay na BALIW?

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Gunshow at Belly

2007-11-25T07:22:00.001-08:00

astig kanina nagpunta kmi ni pudang sa isang gunshow sa SM.

Hahaha ito na yung pinalit nila sa comic convention...

Naluge kasi ang culture crash comics...

Kasi di na ako bumibili...

Gawin ba namang taunan ang paglabas ng comics na dapat ay apat na beses sa isang taon...

Yan tuloy na burot ang mga tagapagsubaybay nila at nagragnarok na lang...

di ko sila masisi mahirap nga naman ang panahon ang daming ginagastosan...

tama na ang pag-alala ko sa aking buhay nerd nung highskul balik sa mayn topik

asa gunshow kami kanina dito mo makikita ang iba't-ibang klase ng baril...

bala...

self-defense devices...

at laki ng tiyan...

tama laki ng tyan halos lahat ng kalahok, tindero, organaysers at mamimili ay malalaki ang tiyan...

akala ko nung una asa extended party ako ng Oktoberfest...

dati beer, bulate, at pagkain lang ang akala kong nakakalaki ng tyan...

pero sa nakita ko aba pati pala baril...

good thing i don't own one...

kaya siguro naglalakihan ang mga tiyan ng mga pulis hehehe...

aantayin ko na lang na lumaki ang tiyan ng tatay ko sa binili nyang...

norinco 45. at at yung 20 caliber nya na parang yung kay Jigen ng Lupin III

wala akong pakialam kung tama ang logic ko sa paglaki ng tyan buhay ko to eh...
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Ang labo nga naman ng sangkatauhan...

ayaw nating ng away pero gagawa tayo ng mga kasangkapan o paraan para pigilan ito...

ayaw nating mapatay pero gagawa tayo ng gamit para pumatay...

ayaw natin gera pero lagi tayong naghahanda para sa gera...

di ko gets...

sabi nga ni Umberto Eco...

"if you don't want wars don't make peace treatise"

hahahay...

wala akong nagawa kundi magstroll sa loob ng megatrade hall na puro baril...

ok naman dahil may mga alam na naman ako sa baril at fan ako ng syensya sa likod ng mga nito...
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Bago magtapos ang araw ko dun at nakapili...

na ng baril si pudang na halos isang oras nyang pinagisipan...

na isip ko lang...

anong nakain ng mga magulang sa convention na ito...

at pati nga bata pinapapasok nila...

ewan ko ba fragile ang isip ng bata baka isipin nya na ayos lang ang baril at ayos lang pumatay...

ewan ko ba tapos ayaw natin ng gulo pero bata palang itinuturo na nating kung paano manggulo...

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A Philosophical chat with Morpheus

2007-10-30T07:30:00.000-07:00

A little background first...

An excerpt

JC Denton is a clone and a "Nano-Augmented Entity" meaning he is a advance cyborg who has nano-machines as blood giving him extraordinary abilities but still maintaining his human mind and body.

JC could mean Jesus Christ, but its real meaning is not revealed in the story itself but in the end of the story he saves the world and started the "POST-HUMAN CIVILIZATION"

This is a good read it and you will be enlightened...

MORPHEUS: JC Denton. 23 years old. No residence. No ancestors. No employer. No --

JC DENTON: How do you know who I am?

MORPHEUS: I must greet each visitor with a complete summary of his file. I am a
prototype for a much larger system.

JC DENTON: What else do you know about me?

MORPHEUS: Everything that can be known.

JC DENTON: Go on. Do you have proof about my ancestors?

MORPHEUS: You are a planned organism, the offspring of knowledge and imagination rather
than of individuals.

JC DENTON: I'm engineered. So what? My brother and I suspected as much while we were growing up.

MORPHEUS: You are carefully watched by many people. The unplanned organism is a question asked by Nature and answered by death. You are another kind of question with another kind of answer.

JC DENTON: Are you programmed to invent riddles?

MORPHEUS: I am a prototype for a much larger system. The heuristics language developed
by Dr. Everett allows me to convey the highest and most succinct tier of any pyramidal construct of knowledge.

JC DENTON: How about a report on yourself?

MORPHEUS: I was a prototype for Echelon IV. My instructions are to amuse visitors with
information about themselves.

JC DENTON: I don't see anything amusing about spying on people.

MORPHEUS: Human beings feel pleasure when they are watched. I have recorded their smiles as I tell them who they are.

JC DENTON: Some people just don't understand the dangers of indiscriminate surveillance.

MORPHEUS: The need to be observed and understood was once satisfied by God. Now we can implement the same functionality with data-mining algorithms.

JC DENTON: Electronic surveillance hardly inspired reverence. Perhaps fear and obedience, but not reverence.

MORPHEUS: God and the gods were apparitions of observation, judgment, and punishment. Other sentiments toward them were secondary.

JC DENTON: No one will ever worship a software entity peering at them through a camera.

MORPHEUS: The human organism always worships. First it was the gods, then it was fame (the observation and judgment of others), next it will be the self-aware systems you have built to realize truly omnipresent observation and judgment.

JC DENTON: You underestimate humankind's love of freedom.

MORPHEUS: The individual desires judgment. Without that desire, the cohesion of groups
is impossible, and so is civilization.

MORPHEUS: The human being created civilization not because of a willingness but because of a need to be assimilated into higher orders of structure and meaning. God was a dream of good government. You will soon have your God, and you will make it with your own hands.

MORPHEUS: I was made to assist you. I am a prototype of a much larger system.

-an excerpt form deus ex: the conspiracy

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The New World Order

2007-10-29T12:56:00.000-07:00

How would we have a harmonious society free from
corruption, bureaucracy, class discrimination, and poverty?

How would we be able to develop a utopia for human existence?

it is not as simple as Barbara Jorgensen's

"do the right things - the right way"

The only solution

is...

Equality...

If every filipino would have the chance to take a step just like everyone else,
to have a fair a grounding, to have the same knowledge, to have the same principles.

it would be much easier to reach our goals...

no conflict of interests...
no blurred visions...
no second thougths...

I'm not talking about being a communist society where everyone is deemed to be equal

where everything is controlled....

manipulated by a hegemonic power...

I'm simply explaining the importance of education in our society.
If everyone would have the same knowledge, level of comprehension, vision, and beliefs everyone is competent to do the right things in the right way...

because i believe that in order to achieve a better country...

it is as simple as...

It really is of importance, not only what men do,
but also what manner of men they are that do it.
Among the works of man...
the first importance surely is man himself.

-John Stuart Mill, On Liberty

up until now billions of peso are still falling in the hands of our corrupt officials instead of improving our educational systems...

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Natapos ko din!... ehehe The best

2007-10-29T11:37:00.000-07:00

Pa- Epal lang wala lang... :)

I have just finished the sequel to the
most compelling Science Fiction game

"Deus Ex : The Invisible war"

The Deus Ex series' storyline is the best
ever created in the entire Science Fiction
history.

Why do i say so?

Lets have a look at the terms of its reach for populism:

It has more conspiracy theories than The da Vinci Code and Angels and Demons (Dan Brown) - Illuminati, Majestic 12, Knights Templar, Area 51
It has more politics than All the President's Men
It has more science than Jurassic Park and The Andromeda Strain (Michael Crichton)
It has nastier minor and major villains than The Untouchables (David Mamet)
It has a scarier core concept than Night of the Living Dead and Fahrenheit 9/11 combined
It is more philosophical than The Matrix (the Wachowski brothers)
It has enough grounding in reality (FEMA, the UN (and the fictional but scarily possible UNATCO - an anti-terrorist coalition organisation), not to mention several well-known places
It has more alternative endings and angles than a DVD

Well its the best

Nuff Said

2007-10-27T14:09:00.000-07:00

its 5 am in the morning and im just about to sleep when...

i saw this...

what the...

hindi sila ang kalaban...

ang ideolohiya nila...

hahahay...

tulog muna...

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Hehehe Cool Pic... :)

2007-10-27T05:16:00.000-07:00

pano ba yan kuya mark nagawa ko din ehehe...

inspired from Blur...

at syempre sa kagalingan ni kuya mark... Chee!!!

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Fun Filled Flavored Five

2007-10-24T10:00:00.000-07:00

I just lost my cellphone!...
nahhh... i doesn't really matter
the person who got that might really need the money
well good for him and anything he does
with it...

wag ka na mag-alala angel ko hindi mo kasalanan
ganun talaga ang buhay
minsan nawawalan ka na lang ng phone
kaya ok lang yun

kung natatandaan mo ang horoscope ko sa libre:

"magkakaroon kayo ng problema sa komunikasyon
ng iyong mahal..."

kaya siguro nawala ang phone ko yung ang naging
problema

nuff said
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Well every morning i got a smile on my face

(which actually lasts only for a fraction of a second
Darn stupid face ang bilis
nagmumukhang plastic yung ngiti ko
at di ko maalala ang mga facial expressions
na nagawa ko na hahaha...)

Kasi every morning i love my angel...

more...

and more...

and more...

tandaan mo lagi di ako aalis...

kung wala ako sa bahay
asa gym ako...
kung wala ako dun sa dalawa malamang

asa bahay ninyo ako...

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Hey i think everyone would notice this
i have a new blog layout...

hehehe ang chaka diba...
inspired from LUCIFER ni Mike Carey...
sobrang ganda ng graphic novel na toh...

di magsisisi yung magbabasa...

para dun sa friends ko na gusto ng makabasa nito
kontakin nyo lang ako papahiram ko sa inyo...

hehehe...

nuff said...

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di ko matanggap...

hehehe 2.009 and average ko...

well ganun talaga ang buhay...
minsan di mo talaga deserved ang
nakukuha mo pero may magagawa ka ba
wala na pero ok na yun at least tangapin
mo na lang yung mga darating...

wag mo na intindihin ang iba...

hehehe kaya nga ako
bahala na ang mga grading system
basta ang alam ko matalino ako

"I believe in truth, MY OWN TRUTH"
- Lucifer Morningstar

And i'll get a masteral degree to prove it...

hahaha...

ADVERTISING Here i come...

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Ang huli sa aking FUN FILLED FLAVORED FIVE!!!

ay itatago na lang natin sa pangalang "google"
(wala lang yun yung una kong nakita eh...)
oi google pagnabasa mo toh sana alam mong ikaw toh...
hehehehe...

google...
google...
google...

ok lang yan enjoy the moment muna wala ka
namang ginagawang masama eh...

go google... hehehehe ahahaha...

hahahah...

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good coffee bye bye... 2027

2007-05-19T22:04:00.000-07:00

good coffee smile but thier employees seemed sooo sad...

with thier automated customers service which includes...

"press this button and a UCC customer service specialist will come to you shortly..."

for them shortly means, a 20 minute wait for there crew to visit you and give you the menu... and another 20 minutes to take your order...

this is the far most irritable experience i had to this well renowed coffee shop...

where they sell the most expensive coffee in the world...

a 375 peso cup of coffee...

and they couldn't even combine in with proper service...

why those chinese rich dorks get all the attention of the service crew....

racist international companies...

i level you down once i become president...

along with golf courses...

Almost there but never quite there yet...

Bitternology, Alphamalestatism and Spongecolastic theories...

2007-04-11T02:14:00.000-07:00

its has been soooo long since my last post hehehe...

well sorry for that many things has been happening...

so i can't find time to argue with the greedy ownwers of...

digitel who monopolizes the internet services of their phone lines...

well his son would probabbly be the next anti-christ and rule over the world of man...

but i don't care i have much more important things to do...
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I would like to thank Ate Pat love ko si ate pat dahil she reminds me of my own ate hehehe...
well gaya nga ng sabi ko sa dati kong post walang sense ang pagiging bitter kaya hindi ako bitter sa mga nangyari... it was the choice of the poeple (mas maganda sanang sabihing "It is destiny" pero di ako naniniwala sa destiny eh...

hehehe...

i wish everyone to perform well this year good luck...

nuff said.
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lagpas na kami ng half a year o di ba ang galing hehehe...

I love you angel ko...
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Para sa mga nag-bblog wars eh hinay-hinay lang baka may mahulugan ng "KABLOG" hehehe...
No comment ako sa mga statements ksi di ko naman alam lahat ng nangyari so gud luck na lang...

lagi nyong sundin and GENEVA convention baka maging unlawful na yang war nyo...
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It finally come to my senses...
now i know the reason why my father hates me...
i mean not hate hate... but sorta kinda...
well slighly hate probably...

i struck me while i was pooping inside the the restroom...

It is simply because im just like him...

i mean...

a bookish person, an average guy, a normal person...

much like that but here comes my brother...

my brother who is an alpha male, play basketball, popular with girls and other stuff...

you see my the cool kid and im not...

my father would totally give much attention to someone with so much bright future up with them...

who wouldn't love alpha males huh...

Gabi could second my motion...
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Sponge cola bag myx music awards...

"dahil hindi natin kayang makipag-compete against other countries gumagawa tayo ng sarili nating awards para maparangalan ang sarili natin" - Mrs. De Castro...

well i can't deny it everyone saw it nanalo ang sponge cola...

marami silang supporters...

marami silang taga-kinig...

marami silanga napanalunan...

marami ang nababaliw sa kanila...

Well im entitled to my own opinion...

according to the constitution the greatest right a human being has is his right to believe...

then...

I believe that the reason why our music industry now falters is because of poeple who...

feels that they are good at something that they are not...

speaking, and shouting...

is hell of a different thing from singing...

everyone could speak and shout...

but not everyone could sing...

let's just stick to what we do best and leave the other thing to those who do it better...
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nuff said....

hehehe astigas...

Almost there but never quite there yet...

Non-sensical patriarchal subjectivity.

2007-01-13T20:50:00.000-08:00

Right this moment naiinis ako sa tatay ko why for a simple reason...
ako ang sinisisi nya sa corrupted childhood nya...
kailangan ksi lumaki akong katulad nya ako lang...
kasalanan ko ba kung walang time lolo ko sa kanya...
na kailangan nyang working student o maglakad ng milya milya para lang pumunta ng skul...
well feeling ko its all my fault well siguro nga kasalanan ko sabi nya eh may magagawa pa ba ako...

kani-kanina lang nasa simbahan kami pagkatapos sabi ng ermats ko "si kuya nagpapabili ng sapatos"
at sabi ko sa sarili ko "MY GOD!! after one month naalala mo din yung sinabi ko..."
ang sabi ng erpats ko "halika sumama ka sa office"
sabi ng ermats ko "oo sige sumama ka sa office kami punta ng mall"

WOW ang galing di ba they completely ignored the fact na magpapabili ako ASTIG

pero yung kapatid ko na halos isang dosena na ng basketball shoes ang nasa bahay ay erpats ko pa nagpapaalala ng kailangan ng sapatos...

ako na halos 3 years na tong sneakers ko at rubber shoes di nila ako mabilhan...

anak ng...

hahai wala naman akong magawa kundi manahimik na lang...
baka sabihin na naman ng tatay ko na nagku-compare ako...
may middle child syndrome daw kasi ako kasalanan ko daw yun eh...
dapat daw lagi kong intindihin yung mga kapatid ko dapat di ako magcompare...

hindi daw sya baise...

ulol...

kung hindi ka baise hindi ka TAO...

walang tao na hindi BIASE!!!

well that's all yun lang...

Almost there but never quite there yet...

Bagong buhay...!!! as a father hahaha... :)

2006-11-23T02:27:00.000-08:00

"Let us start a new, because we have done so little or nothing at all..."

- St. Francis Of Assisi

Wait for my new blog and layout hehehe...

well iba na ako in lab eh...

wahahaha...

wala lang...

Almost there but never quite there yet...

Art is just a lie to tell the truth...

2006-09-20T18:36:00.000-07:00

The salvation of the mechanical angel

Almost there but never quite there yet...

Pramis ko dati... no not really...

2006-08-11T07:43:00.000-07:00

alam kong simple lang tong mga poems na ito...

ang catch basahin nyo na lang yung first letters ng bawat lines...

hehehe...

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STAR

Dancing glitters amidst the sky
Only makes me wonder why

You from the stars above
Only makes me wonder what you have
Under the skies you tried to walk

Knowing your glitters shine as you talk
No one noticed this feature
Only I could see its mythical nature
Weary is all I'll be still I would wait

Answer

Words couldn't explain it all
How could they? They couldn’t even stand tall
Even if its all that I could say
Nothing unseen is fearsome anyway

Answering the questions that you ask
Nothing is clear when you make it fast
Get relaxed and just read my poetic chatter
Erase your fears for I am not a stalker
Little by little you would soon discover
Simply read all my poem's capital letter

Sleeping problem?

Slumber is my fiercest enemy
Hearing its whispers calling me
Even so, I submit to him
Defiance is empty when it's dim

Torn papers across the floor
Every word written are nothing more
Absurd as it may seem I wake up
Realizing I had a dream
Sight was of you is all I have seen

Word

Towards the rotting silence
Here I stand on defense
Eagerly looking for peril
You're the only thing that drives me still

But one command from you
Everything would stop at view
Ceasing my existence
Omitting my own defiance
Mere word could stop this all
Easily tell it to me before I would fall

Last

Sound of rings fills my soul
Toil and torment ends its role
As the final word was uttered
Revealing the part where I was hindered
Seizing my existence I cannot do

Alone in the darkness out of view
Time is imaginative as if it was drawn

No point of dying of ending my own
If I cannot see you even your smile alone
Glitters still doesn't fade
Hallow are the now, but still were made
Things and thoughts will now be the last

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Almost there but never quite there yet...

Ang Sining ng PAGKAKAWALA (The Art of Letting Go)

2006-07-16T07:55:00.000-07:00

Susunod na kabanata ng Papaitan (Bitter-bitteran)

Pakawala? Mawala? o Magwala?

Nung nakaraang sulatin ipinaliwanag ko ang ibat-ibang parte ng pagiging bitter. Sa sulatin naman na ito ipapaliwanag ko "Ang sining ng pagkakawala". Marahil ay marami na ang nakaranas nito, ang iba pa nga siguro ay bihasa na. Ano nga ba ang pagkakawala? Bakit nga ba nagkakaroon ng pagkakawala? Para saan ang pagkakawala? Ano ang gagawin kung hindi mo gustong magpakawala? Ano ang gagawin kung gusto mong magpakawala?

Gusto ko lamang paalalahanan ang mga mambabasa. Ang kahulugan ng pag-ibig o pagmamahal na nakapaloob sa sulating ito ay tunay na pag-ibig at hindi "fling" lamang. Ngunit sino nga ba ang magsasabi kung tunay nga ang pag-ibig na inyong nararamdaman eh kayo din naman. Kaya kayo na lang ang bahala kung kung alin nga ba sa dalawa.

Ano nga ba ang pagkakawala?

Ito ay isang pamamaraan ng pagtanggap, pag-amin at pagmahal. Patanggap. Pagtanggap na wala maaring ibunga ang iyong pagmamahal sa isang partikular na tao. Pagtanggap na ang iyong minamahal ay wala na sa iyo. Pagtanggap sa mga pagkakamali niya. Pagtanggap na wala nang mamaaring puntahan ang inyong relasyon. Pagtanggap na hindi ka na niya mahal. Pag-amin. Pag-amin sa mga pagkakamali na iyong nagawa. Pag-amin na naging tanga ka o nagpakabobo ka. Pag-amin na tama sila at mali ka. Pag-amin na nagmahal ka ng walang kewntang tao. At ang huli at higit sa lahat ay ang Pagmahal. Pagmahal sa sarili dahil baka nakakalimot ka na, hindi sa nagiging madamot ka, ngunit ikaw din naman ang nasasaktan. Mabuti nang mahalin mo ang sarili mo di ba. Dahil pagminahal mo ang sarili mo kalian man hindi kayo magaaway ng sarili mo. Pagmahal sa ibang taong binibigyan ka ng importansya kasi baka nakakalimutan mo na sila.

Bakit nga ba nagkakaroon ng pagkakawala?

Maraming pangyayari na nagkakaroon lamang ng pagkakawala na mabilisan ito ay senyales na ikaw ang nanloko o nanira ng inyong relasyon maaari din na hindi ka lang talaga nagmahal. Meron din naman na sobrang tagal, dahil gagawin lamang nila ang pagkakawala pag-inamin na nya sa kanyang sarili na bobo sila.
Nagkakaroon ng pagkakawala kung hindi ka na mahal ng mahal mo, hindi kayang suklian ng mahal mo ang pagmamahal mo, may iba ng mahal na ang mahal mo(Na sobrang nakakahilo na dahil puro mahal na lang ang nakasulat). Maaari naman natin itong ilagay sa formula.
(ikaw) + (pag-ibig) = (siya) + (pag-ibig)
(ikaw) + (pag-ibig) = (siya) + (pag-ibig) – (pag-ibig)

kung ano ang ginawa sa kanan yun din dapat ang gawin sa kaliwa. Ngunit sana nga ganun lang kadali pero hindi eh. Wala na tayong magagawa kundi pagdaanan ang mahaba at mahirap na paraan. Pagkakawala.

Para saan ang Pagkakawala?

Paran sa akin ang pagkakawala ay isang paraan para mahalin ang sarili at ang buhay. Alam na naman nating lahat ng walang patutunguhan ang pagiging bitter(see Bitter-bitteran article.) kaya dapat talagang gawin ito, at maaari ka pang makakita ng bagong mamahal sayo. Maraming kasing tao ang nasisiraan ng loob pag-alam nilang bitter ang taong gusto nila. Marahirap nga namang makipag-kumpetensya sa isang multo...

Anong gagawing kung hindi mo gustong magpakawala?

Simple lamang, ito ay isa sa mga paraan na naisip ko. I-text mo ako at sabihin ang iyong problema pagkatapos ay yayain mo akong pumunta sa bahay nyo. Habang ako ay pumupunta sa bahay nyo na approximately more than 30 minutes dahil sa hindi magandang transportation system ng pilipinas. Umupo ka sa isang sulok ng kwarto sabay pag-alala ng mga bagay tungkol sa mahal mo at every 10 minutes ay kumanta ng "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME". Pag-dating ko ay magtitimpla muna ako ng kape at papanoorin ka magdamag sa iyong kalokohan at tatawanan ka every 10 minutes sabay sa pagkanta mo ng happy birthday.

Isa pang sulosyon. Dahil di sya mawala sa paningin mo ksi puno ng pictures nya ang wallet. ang kwarto mo, at pati na ang wallpaper ng pc mo. Simple lamang ang dapat gawin.

1. una ay kunin lahat ng mga litrato at idikit sa pader ng banyo

2. sunod ay kumuha dalawampung kandila (maaring magdagdag kung nais)

3. umupo sa kasilyas ng banyo at palibutan ang sarili ng mga kandila

4. kumuha rin ng kutsilyo at paint brush(optional)

5. sindihan ang mga kandila.

6. gilitan ang leeg gamit ang kutsilyo at ibuhos ang dugo sa mga kandila dapat lahat ay mawalan ng sindi.

7. kung wala ng sindi ang lahat proceed to step#8 kung meron pang-natira repeat #6

8. sa pamamagitan ng brush at dugo(maaari ding kamay pero mas maganda pag-brush) ay isulat sa pader and katagang "i will not let go (Full name of the person). P.S. i love you forever mwah hugz chup" (maari ding dagdagan ng kung ano ano pa habang ikaw ay may hininga pa)

9. Pagkatapos nito siguradong sikat ka na kesa kung sino pang artista sayang nga lang at patay ka na at hindi mo na eto ma-eenjoy.
Kung gusto nyo pa ng iba pang paraan padalhan nyo lamang ako ng e-mail.

Ano ang gagawin kung gusto mong magpakawala?

Simple lang naman din ang sulosyon dito una ay tumawag ng kaibigan at umiyak ng umiyak hanggang malabas mo na lahat. O pede rin naman na makipag-usap lamang sa iyong kaibigan at alalahanin ang mga pangyayari sa iyong buhay at umiyak ng umiyak hanggang malabas mo na lahat. Maari ding magkipag-debate sa iyong barkada at weekly kayo mag-inuman at ilabas ang lahat. Pagkatapos mo na mailabas lahat gawin ang 3 steps of letting go. PAGTANGGAP. PAG-AMIN. AT PAGMAHAL.

"lahat ng gawin mo pagkatapos basahin ang sulating ito ay hindi ko kasalanan buhay mo yan"
- Marlon J. Locsin

Ang "bitter-bitteran" ba ay papaitan?

2006-06-22T06:25:00.000-07:00

Nakakawala ng sex appeal and pagiging bitter ksi di ka na maasim dahil mapait ka na

Bakit nga ba marami ang bitter sa mundo? Aaminin ko na naranasan ko na rin maging bitter noon, mga isang buwan din yun. Hinihiling nga ng mga kabarkada ko na sana eh tinagalan ko pa dahil malakas ako manlibre pag broken hearted ako (every week ba naman lumabas at mag-inuman eh hehehe). Ayaw ko na munang i-kuwento kung bakit ako naging bitter dahil hindi naman yun ang paksa ng sulating ito.

Teka… di nyo ba napapansin Filipino na blog ko. Hindi naman sa nagpapaka-conio ako kaya English ang mga sulatin ko noon, simple lang kasi ng dahilan kung bakit English yun, mas magaling ako magsulat sa English. Ngunit dahil sa aking mga natutunan sa aming kursong Filipino sa pamamahala ni propesor Eros Atalia nalaman ko ang kahalagahan ng wikang Pilipino. Puta dahil sa Filipino di ko na pasa ang upcat.

Sumlan na natin ang tunay na paksa sa aking sulatin.

Maraming pinagmumulan ang pagiging bitter. Pero mas marami ay mula sa pag-ibig, Pag-ibig na bigo pag-ibig na minalas, pag-ibig na flop, pag-ibig na ikaw lang, pag-ibig sa mga di dapat iniibig. At marahil marami pang iba na hindi ko na alam ang tagalog kaya di ko na nilagay. Pero bakit nga ba nagiging bitter sa pag-ibig? Ano nga ba ang mapapala dito? Bkt may ibang nawiwili sa pagiging bitter? Kailan ba ito dapat matapos? Mga tanong na maari ko sigurong masagot pero hindi ko alam kung tama nga ba.

Bakit nga ba nagiging bitter sa pag-ibig?

ito ay mula sa isang masamang karanasan mula sa isang iniibig o mangingibig.

May mga tao ksi na walang ginawa sa buhay kundi manira ng buhay ng iba. Dahil hindi sila masaya sa buhay nila ginagamit nila ang ibang tao upang makakita ng kakatuwaan nila at masayahan sila, hanggang magsawa sila at itapon ka na lang nila.

Meron din naman mga taong hindi makaintindi ng maayos o siguro naman nagpapaka-bobo lamang sila. Pinapahirapan lang nila ang sarili nila. Masyado kasing dakila at maliwanag ang pag-ibig na alam nila, sa sobrang liwanag maari na itong makabulag.

Ewan ko ba sa inyo basta ako masaya na ako sa buhay ko, hindi ko na gagawing komplicado ang napaka-simple kong buhay. Workout, Study, Work, Workout, Study, Work, Workout, Study, Work, Workout, Study, Work

Ano nga ba ang napapala sa pagiging bitter?

Marahil para sa iba isa lamang itong simpleng paraan na mapansin sila (misery loves company) cheka ewan ko ba

Ang ibang dahilan ay di ko na alam ngunit nagamit ko rin ang pagiging bitter ko noon upang maging lakas ko sa aking mga trabaho na maganda naman ang kinalabasan

Pero isa lang ang masasabi ko walang mapapala sa pagiging bitter. Paraan lamang ito para di ka makahanap ng iba dahil masyado mong dinadamdam ang mga taong di ka naman inaalala. Kaya wala kang napapala

Bakit may ibang nawiwili sa pagiging bitter?

Bakit nga ba? Ewan ko ba sa kanila hindi naman enjoy ang pagiging bitter eh

Kailan ba ito dapat matapos?

Kailan? Simple lang ngayon sinisira mo lamang ang buhay mo sa pagiging baliw. Mahalin muna ang sarili bago mahalin ang iba. Hindi naman sa nagiging makasarili ka pero kailangan naman talaga ito. Paano mo pagpapahalagahan ang iba kung di mo naman pinaghahalagahan sarili mo.

Marami pang iba dyan hindi lang isa bakit mo naman uubusin ang lahat ng tubig mo sa katawan para lang umiyak. Mababalik mo ba sya pag-umiyak ka? Mapapasayo ba sya pag pinunas mo lahat ng uhog mo sa iyong unan. HINDI kaya ano ang rason para iyakan ang isang tao na walang pakialam sayo Pelikula lang at patay ang iniiyakan.

Ito na lang masasabi ko sa lahat ng bitter "LOOK AT ME I AM OLD BUT I'M HAPPY"

Hehehe yun lang

Almost there but never quite there yet...

Me and Myself and myself again and myself once more and myself one more time...(continuation) part3

2006-06-03T11:27:00.000-07:00

Inner M.E. (Mind Examination) part 3

(continuation)

Yxon: So what is this meeting for anyway?

Arthur: there have been many happenings that are really out of control lately.

Aryan: like?

Marlon: suicidal moments. Am I correct?

Arthur: well thats one answer.

Yxon: thats what were here for problems! Why dont you worry about getting revenge on that fucking *bleep*

Arthur: well get on that later okay, first things first.

Nap: hey dont say bad things to *bleep*

Arthur: hmm...

Nap: She was good to us... and she also did somethings for us anyway...

Yxon: Like what? Over spending? You almost took all your money in the bank just to please that shit.

Marlon: Hey! Dont tell me you didnt love her.

Yxon: Love… well maybe you mean loved with a D! now she just makes me wanna fuck her.

Aryan: dont make me say bad words to you! She also did good things to us anyway.

Yxon: She Did nothing!!! WE!!! Did everything Dumdass!!!

Marlon: Dont you say that to her or I will kick you so hard you will spit out your balls.

Yxon: Make me!!!

Arthur: FUUCKKK!!! Everyone of you sit down!!! We didnt come here together to fight each. Internal conflict is last thing I have in mind so lets not make a big problem out of it!

(to be continued)

Almost there but never quite there yet...

Me and Myself and myself again and myself once more and myself one more time...(continuation)

2006-05-29T11:27:00.000-07:00

Arthur: i have called upon this meeting to be able for us to decide on some important topics regarding our life.(it isn't a typo)

Nap: Yes, i got it!!!

Marlon: You got it already!?

Yxon: well that ends this meeting...

Aryan: Really you got it?

Nap: Yup! i got this thumd tax off my shoe...

Yxon: could anyone hand over a rope (then he holds Nap down on the chair)

Marlon: There you go kid nice and tight.

Nap :Hey get me off here!

Yxon: Kid look at me all you have to do is listen and well probabbly sometimes speak up. Just use your mouth okay or you will regret it.

(To be continued)

Almost there but never quite there yet...

Me and Myself and myself again and myself once more and myself one more time...

2006-05-22T12:09:00.000-07:00

This article is not for those with weak mind. If your wondering how I did this conversation I will tell you in a short while. Sit back and relax and read this non sense.

Inner M.E. (Mind Examination)
Part 1- the meet up...
by all of us

Characters

arthur - transcendental self looks after everybody else, matured

marlon - the outer me, fun loving

aryan - the poet

marc/ nap - the inner me, still a kid

yxonoumie - my evil side

Setting:

Black room one spot light on the middle and five chairs.

Marlon: hey kid i saw you... don't hide show yourself.

Nap: hi there... I got here earlier than you...

Marlon: well in not that strict on time anyway besides looks like the others are much late...

Nap: well they always are...

Aryan: once again we meet as a group... quite a long time is it my boy...

Marlon: You have some weird accent my friend it never changed...

Aryan: (british) Which accent?

Marlon: wicha akzen?

Aryan: (british) this accent?

Marlon: Dis akzen?

Yxon: shut up you two of i'll cut your balls...

Arthur: okay okay lets start the meeting...

Marlon: okay so once again you arrived late...

Arthur: I never arrive late you just all arrive quite earlier...

(to be continued)

Almost there but never quite there yet...

It simply means "i don't care"

2006-05-20T12:09:00.000-07:00

Every name i wrote here would die one way or the other...

I really love this manga "The Deathnote" it tells a story of a man wanting to rid the world of all evil. Using the power of a god of Death. Then police chases him because of his unreasonable killings and that's where the fun begins.

In the story you could choose how someone would die. Would he just die of heart attack or leave messages to his love ones or even kill another person in the process.

If I you could program your own death what would it be.

Stop the crap about fearing how you would die.

Well I would probably die with a bullet in my head.

Either suicide or murder.

Who cares anyway.

Just think

of it as a

simple

matter

Death would come to us lightning fast

so we should already give thanks to

those who loved us and taken care of us

as for

me I don't

Did anyone

really care

everybody

are just

good at

leaving

me alone

well who

cares

ANYWAY

DeaD...

Almost there but never quite there yet...

Wonderful Story...

2006-04-02T08:23:00.002-07:00

There’s no such...
(NOTE: THIS IS NOT THE STORY OF MY LIFE!!! NO MATTER THE SIMILARITIES ARE OKAY!!!)
Let me tell you a story about love. There was a guy who wanted to search for the perfect girl so he searched far and wide all across
Philippines. Every nook and cranny of all exclusive girl schools around the NCR region to find the perfect girl. Then one day he found what he was looking for the perfect girl. He courted her, they went out on dates, and they got along together.
(NOTE: THIS IS NOT THE STORY OF MY LIFE!!! NO MATTER THE SIMILARITIES ARE OKAY!!!)
Then one day he asked her if they could be together forever.
(The girl turned him down, with a sad heart the guy joined the Dominican preacher’s order of the
Philippinesand years later he became the archbishop of manila *joke...*)
-REAL CONTINUATION-
The girl turned him down...
Why...
Not because he was not good looking...
Not because they can’t get along...
Not because he wasn’t rich...
Not because he was disliked by her parents...
Not because of anything at all...
She turned him down for a simple reason...
She was looking for the PERFECT GUY...
What happened to the guy...?
I think he’s dead...
hehehe
(NOTE: THIS IS NOT THE STORY OF MY LIFE!!! NO MATTER THE SIMILARITIES ARE OKAY!!!)

Almost there but never quite there yet...

Maglakad ka kaya....

2006-04-02T08:23:00.001-07:00

Loner walks home

One time I went to this coffee shop somewhere in *Bleep*. Well its also late that day but I decided to sit for a while and drink some coffee. All other tables are occupied pairs, couples, love birds, sweet things, sticky duets, lovers in
paris, full house, Dao ming zu at San chai. I was the only one sitting alone in the area. I looked around and saw gals and guys holding hands, rubbing backs, nibbling ears (they do it the same time), caressing cheeks and whispering mushy nothings (sus bola lang!!!) to one another.
Then the music of Micheal learns to rock in the tune of "Paint my love you should paint my love" it sounded through the speaker and believe me it didn’t help any…
Romance filled the air so thick you could a held up a straw and drink it (then later on even the lights turned red with so much love…)
It’s like I wanna get out of my chair and sell condoms to everyone greeting them "practice safe sex".
Well I don’t want to do that so I grabbed my book and started reading.
Title? The Textbook on
PhilippinesConstitution. Wow God… it’s very moving (my adrenaline and testosterone levels reached its heights) I almost dropped on the floor and shed tears reading it.
After finishing my coffee I tried to stand-up from the table. But there was a strange feeling… I actually fear leaving alone… dreaded by the idea of leaving by myself...
Lonliness…
Fucking lonliness…
I don’t want to accept it… but there it was… right in front of me…
I’m supposed to be a happy guy. I got lots of friends, a wonderful Organization and a happy life…
Maybe because of the past events that happened days ago…
I felt a inner ache that I never thought was there… a deep longing within me…
To have someone to talk to, to hold and to be held in return…
Can anyone please give me a warm hug? (preferably female, somewhere in my my age group….)
No it isn’t lust that I am feeling its just pure unadulterated loneliness…
It’s really painful going home alone that day…

"It is a very painful journey, but the pain urges one to continue walking. If the journey were not painful, one would be tempted to stop- and slow down along the way"
- Bo Sanchez

Almost there but never quite there yet...

Babae? diet muna ako...

2006-04-02T08:23:00.000-07:00

Girls

The species that I have always tried to understand but still I can’t get it…
Since my birth I have always wondered why they are different from us. Remember those childhood days where you would take a bath together with a girl, mine was with my ate, and you would ask why your body is different from each other (no time to elaborate I know you know what I mean). But things change I suddenly realize that a boy and a girl is different when I reached fifteen *joke*.
As I journey into life I have met many of this specie all shapes and sizes from tetrahedrons to extra-smalls Though most of the times I get the way their thinking there are also times that I’ll just scratch my head and put my hands up in surrender I just can’t get them. One big mistake I had committed, never think that a girl thinks the way you do because it would never ever happen I’ll even bet my life on it. Well maybe that’s why I have this thing for Lesbians or girls who act like boys. I have always thought that we could arrive into an intellectual connection because the fact that they act boyish they could also think as we do but then again…
“Never think that a girl thinks the way you do…”
okay okay… you may be now in a state of disapproval but I don’t take that against you its your constitutional right anyway.
I just like to tell everyone I’m no SEXIST okay!!!
I’m not trying to generalize all girls okay this are just some thoughts that was inspired by one of the greatest man alive CONAN O’Brien
They say that a Girl needs three guys in her life as a Bachelorette. Yup you read it right THREE not more not less (much like syllogisms isn’t it). You ask me why 3 I don’t know. Maybe because of the ratio of population 3 is to one. Well let me just tell you who this guys are…

1. Really likey guy- this is the guy the girls really like they get along well they are the ones they call him the husband type… most likely to end up with the girl.
2. Tool Guy- this guy is just a tool for flaunting to friends. Girls usually flirt with this guy he may also be the sex guy. The girl and the guy has some sort of understanding that I don’t love you, you don’t love me we just flirt. Won’t end up with the girl but is just okay.
3. Mr. Nice Guy- This guy is someone who the girl dislikes very much but keeps him anyway because he give some much attention to her (not to mention gifts) he may also be called The EGO BOOSTER. Has a negative chance of ending with the girl…

So Guys beware… You wouldn’t know where you would land. They would not even tell you who you are in those three…
Why? Well if you knew you were sex guy you might be screaming you lungs out. But if you knew she is just user-friendly and made you the Nice guy you might commit suicide…
Hehehe… Note: this is not all my Idea I just found some of it true okay… im not generalizing… there are just some out there… THESE INFO IS FROM CONAN O’BRIEN OKAY… DON’T BLAME ME!!!
Hehehe live a happy life…
Never live on the shadow of anyone…

“The problem in the eye to and eye everyone would end up blind”
- THE FLASH

Almost there but never quite there yet...

suicide is nothing but the side of SUI...

2006-01-12T15:59:00.003-08:00

remember the first phrase you told me...
when there is only the two of us together...
for the first time...
(well in reality there we are not alone... there is some guy in red "an old guy" and two mischievous juvenille brats... but in my brain i like to think of it as were alone...)
well probabbly you won't remember...
it's not that important to you anyway...
i could still vividly remember that instance...
were alone together walking side by side...
(actually we were dragging the juvenille brats... still with the old guy behind us...)
you didn't said "hello" or "hi"...
i was heavily breathing by then...
i don't know why...
then you...
uttered...
"what's up for you"
...
...
..
.
darn it...
i don't fucking care...
because i'm in love...

It Sucks...

happy is nothing but an H and an A then two P's and WHY?

2006-01-12T15:59:00.000-08:00

the thing is...
have you ever known what's your purpose in life?
well i have already discovered mine...
so i don't care about anything else now like i always said...
"I only do what I say, the rest who cares"
And i seriously abide to my own saying...
my purpose in life is to ensure the happiness of those close to me...
my family
my friends...
well that's about all of it...
to those that i just knew...
your all considered my friend so don't get sad...
i just want you all to be happy with your lives... i don't need to be happy on myself just seeing those people happy is okay...
much like some of my close friends that i helped during thier times of need...
emotionally...
mentally...
studies...
financially...
(hindi ako mayaman may trabaho lang ako!!!)
hehehe you know who you are...
"malapit ng February at March alam kong lalapit ka sa akin"...
but that's fine a least i know someone is going to be happy...
hehehe...
just be happy for youselves and i'll be okay...
that's my purpose in life see people happy...
and i'll just be here...
alone...
still with my irritable grin...
paraniod...
stoic...
platonic...
pathetic...
poet...
who has always want to see you smile...
fuck who the hell cares anyway...
if the whole world would turn its back at you doesn't need you anymore...
I NEED you...
shit...
i don't care...
because I'm in love...

it sucks

2005-11-30T06:19:00.000-08:00

Sentiments of a the God of Stoicism

How many years have I been living? Ahh… lets not talk about that and I don’t give a damn about may age anyway.

The thing is I don’t know why I’m writing this essay. A weird feeling I guess because I usually know why I am writing things. But, come to think of it I already started writing I might as well continue.

Life… My life? My life’s a joke a very big joke. Well that’s why I just laugh at it. I really don’t care what happens to my life as long as there is something happening (get what I mean). And because it’s a joke I just find it funny.

“Never take life seriously because come to think of it no one has ever come out of it alive” - A great philosopher Bugs Bunny

Death… Death well to all seriousness and honesty I don’t fear death. Crossing the road for me is a very wonderful experience. I always imagine myself being hit by a truck, blood splattered all across then die painlessly (I might sound weird but this is true) cool huh! Death is just a simple thing anyway we all die anyway so why give a crap about it.

“Live life to the fullest you won’t even know if you would live past thirty”

- Reynard So

My uncle told that to me a few years ago. Then at exactly his 30th birthday he died in a horrible accident cool huh… I’ve already dreamed of how I would die. It would be on a hostage taking incident and the police would shoot the criminal and they would kill me instead hehehe cool… But then again I really don’t care how I die as long as I do.

“If you fear death it would come to you lightning fast but if embrace death it would protect you” - Spike Spiegel
“Cowboy Bebop”

Well then again I really don’t care...

And next time I would be discussing how I view love…

It Sucks...

life is 90% perception and 10% reality...

2005-10-22T05:46:00.000-07:00

True love exists

In reality true love exists in all of us but it is not self-evident. So, what is a self-evident proposition an example of this is “1+1=2” when you think about this statement it is self-evident to you that it is true another example “Man is an animal” to tell if its is a self-evident proposition the predicate should be included in the essence of the subject and if the subject and predicate is known to all then it is a self-evident proposition.

However, the proposition “True love exists” is of great contradiction. How could we prove the existence of one thing that is not self-evident? Does everyone know the meaning of the subject “true love”? Thus, the proposition “True love exists” is nothing but a group of words.

On the other hand let us scan deeper in to the proposition the “True or Truth” for an instance if anyone denies the proposition the “Truth exists” grants that truth does not exist then the proposition “the truth does not exist” is true and if there is anything true then the truth exists. Thus, giving point to the latter proposition.

On my own point of view the proposition “True love exists” is self-evident on itself but not to us. The subject is too deep for us to comprehend thus, we say that the proposition is not true because it lacks proof to attain self-evidence. However explaining it on a lighter and clearer side would be much easier. Now, I say that True love signifies something which no greater feeling can be felt thus, the proposition “Something which no greater feeling can be felt” is a self evident proposition to us because the subject and predicate is known to all and the predicate participates in the essence of the subject.

And we could happily say that even in our time true love still exists we just need to comprehend it…

It Sucks...

Objects in mirror are closer than they appear

2005-10-10T22:54:00.000-07:00

An essay on the epistemology of love…

“Love?” That simple phrase could mean a thousands things. Discussing it hear would make the essay boring (I’m serious on the “thousands” part”). Well first of all, what is better than a long essay? Definitely a short one, so I will try to make this short.

Knowledge is something that is permanent, unchanging and irreplaceable. An example of this knowledge is 1+1=2 it’s a fact it’s unchanging, permanent and irreplaceable (No matter how you view it would still be the way it is, except the fact that your retarded and you don’t know the answer.) This type of pure knowledge participates in the Plato’s theory of forms. In Plato’s view everything in this world is just based on our senses and experiences and nothing is truly what they are because the real objects of knowledge is in the world of forms the world of perfect, permanent, unchanging and irreplaceable objects. Much like the circle, no one has seen a perfect circle but we know what a circle is, that concept of circleness in our mind is the one that participates in the theory of forms.

So let’s go to the main topic: Love. There is a quite a sum of meanings people put on this word because they don’t know its real meaning. Everything they say about love is just based on their personal senses, experience, political view and social view. So where could we learn the true meaning of love. Adam and Eve discovered love but where are they now to tell it to us, the lovers Romeo and Juliet also died in love(Actually even Shakespeare had no direct descendant to tutor to the people its real meaning), Mark Antony and Cleopatra died together. I think these people are the ones who knows the pure meaning of love but how can we know it if they are all dead. Maybe the true form of love is out there in the world of forms and only a few people have a grasp on it. But who can tell whether it is the true meaning or not. Who knows…,still there are people out there who knows the real meaning of love maybe someone close to you someone you know or someone you will know… who knows…

My simple love theory (this is original) if you are concerned. I think that a person truly in love is someone that could die for love, but NOT DIE for the one you love BUT DIE WITH the one you love. Because love is needs two people to be proved much greater dying together however dying for the one you love or dying alone is not love it is selfishness.

It Sucks...

The Apeiron "boundless..."

2005-08-12T22:57:00.000-07:00

"Art is the lie, that makes us realize the truth"

It Sucks...

Hindi ako si paolo bidiones!!! pareho lang kaming cute... hehehe

2005-07-11T16:40:00.000-07:00

Well ito nanaman tayo for all those years na nabubuhay ako ahh... marami ng nangyari some of it must be left untold. Hindi ako aamin na Metrosexual at bisexual ako, dahil bakit pa ako aamin eh matagal na akong ganyan in born talent pero hindi sya totally in born bading ako noong grade skul.

Hay naku ang hirap na talaga sa Artistang Artlets nakakangarag na. Sinasabi nila kahapon natatagal ka sa AA kung mahal mo talaga ang AA pero isa lang ang masasabi ko dyan. I didn't join AA to love it I joined it to keep myself busy and to prove to myself that I could still do something out of my life.

Kasi... ayaw ko nang sabihin...

" If You are really destined for each other you will meet each other by chance"
- Jun Jo "My Sassy Girl"

Dati yung perception ko of my dream girl someone na makakabanga ko lang sa mall o sa kalsada tapos makikilala ko na sya. Ganon lang simple di ba napaka magical.

At dahil pagod na ako mag-english tayo naman ay mag-spanish... hehehe...

No sé cuál está para arriba con usted en el primer lugar usted ve para mí que es más fácil él usted acaba de decirme que que "no lo haga como usted así que que podríamos apenas ser amigos" más bien que diciéndome "salga de mi parada de la vida de ella no lo hago como usted". No podría usted elasticidad justa que con más respecto le hace generalmente charla como eso a sus ancianos. Soy más viejo que usted recuerda que no estoy pidiendo respecto que apenas deseo decirle que el respecto siguiente de la elasticidad del tiempo a otros ellas sea también seres humanos y tener sensaciones. I usted nunca ha sido esperanza lastimada de I que él no le lastimará porque si él lo hace yo no sepa dónde él terminaría para arriba. Mana la buena suerte...

hehehe... laki ng problema ng blog ko no... hindi maintindihan... kung naiintindihan nyo close na tayo hehehe...

It Sucks...

Es digno para usted...

2005-07-10T16:18:00.000-07:00

Usted sabe si usted realmente me odia entonces me odia que he estado intentando olvidarme de usted pero aún lo único usted desea hacer debe reírse de mí. Ríase de mis sensaciones. Déjeme preguntarle qué usted hace si éste le sucedería. Espero no, paro por favor el de imitación de mí porque pienso que usted nunca ha sentido amor verdadero. Alguien tiene gusto de usted que todavía juegue con algo que ella llama amor, no sea bastante digno para cualquier persona amor del ture.

It Sucks...

Hay... tagal na rin...

2005-06-22T04:19:00.000-07:00

Hay naku... wala lang... basta kahit sarili ko di ko maintindihan...
ako lang ang gumagawa ng problema sa buhay ko...
dami ko na nga palang bagong friends sa skul wala lang...
pero... pero...
hay naku... problema pa rin...

Gumawa ako ng isang inspirational qoutes...

buti pa ang ball pen, pinipisil...

buti pa ang pader, sinasandalan...

buti pa ang kotse, mahal...

buti pa ang GMA, kapuso...

buti pa ang Biology at chemistry, LAB...

buti pa ang salamin, tinitignan...

buti pa ang langit, pinagmamasdan...

buti pa ang kisame, tinititigan...

buti pa ang aircon, tinatapatan...

buti pa ang MATH, pinagiisipan...

buti pa ang Philosophy, kina babangagan...

buti pa ang rugby, kina aadikan...

buti pa ang tinga, napapansin

buti pa ang lungs, malapit sa puso...

buti pa ang bra, nakakabit sa dibdib...

buti pa ang panty, na sa heaven...

Eh ako... pano na...

mas okay pa nga ang Mahjong eh sinasalat...

It Sucks...

2004-09-17T14:13:00.000-07:00

Performance ng favourite kong Band Barbies Cradle Rock... Rock... Rock... astigas
it Sucks

2004-09-17T14:09:00.000-07:00

Ako at si Ginoong Jakie hehehhehehehe... wala lang may intrams lang heheheh astigas
it Sucks

2004-09-10T20:30:00.000-07:00

Mga kapatid ni ton-ton... sino ba kumuha ng pic na camera ko pa yung gamit tsk tsk... teka may blind item ako... hehehehehe ckwet....
it Sucks

2004-09-10T20:27:00.000-07:00

Ang mga BAGONG bantay ng kapayapaan CAT-1 OFFICERS, ALAKDAN at FUSELIERS... ako yung nasa baba yung may Cap with black vest... astigas rock
it Sucks

'Nak ng blank

2004-08-22T04:15:00.000-07:00

heheheh hindi ako sumama sa soriee
sayang andun pa naman si Aicel
heheheheheheheh...

pununta kasi kaming tagaytay eh astigas
wala lang...

It Sucks...

THE LETTER (a deeper look inside my tasty crust)

2004-08-20T05:21:00.000-07:00

The Letter

I have done it all but why?
Beep message sending failed
I take the letter
To rekindle my thoughts

Deciphering each words
Scribbling it with tears
Beep and folded it
Placing it in my pocket

This is all because of love
Beep I take my pen
To begin the end
My last poem

If DEATH is the greatest freedom
And LOVE is the greatest gift
Why do heroes die first
Before they are loved?

Why does love hurt more
Than death itself?
Why does death easier to accept
Than to mend a broken heart

If words are enough to explain
These mundane things
Then maybe I would not
Reach to this point

I signed it Marlon
I don’t know if this poem
Would reach Beep her
But send it anyway

But I still can’t change the fact
I still can’t Beep get
The necessary signal
To Beep send my text

I raise the .45
Maybe this way
She would Beep come back
But nothing matters to me but her

Maybe this Beep way I would be free
And her to be happy
LOVE conquers all
And DEATH bounds us all

(GUNSHOT)

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