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[Tuesday, August 31, 2004]
i've been taking some heat lately because of some characteristics others have called "zobelian". although i don't know exactly which traits these are, i've decided to take the defensive and clarify the abc²s of the zobel environment:
i. ass-kissing
the zobelian style of ass-kissing is much subtler than the usual type popularized by comedies set in a high school or college. ours involves less direct communication and more body language, although not in the ross sense. what i mean is that the difference between failing and passing could be as little as answering correctly when called, a few words with the teacher outside of class, and a quick smile on the last day of school.
i can't speak for all zobelians, but i for one don't consider this a form of kaplastikan. a plastic person is by definition one who pretends to like another person even if he or she really doesn't. what i practise, on the other hand, is cultivating the good i see in others and taking that into consideration when i deal with them. the same goes for teachers. if you're stuck with them for three months, the least you can do is appreciate their efforts.
ii. bitch
a zobelian tongue is both a great asset and liability. we know we're funny and we know we're harsh. that's what you get from a high school overflowing with student politics. this ability to speak our mind either when sobriety or pomp is called for enables us to basically talk to anyone about anything. it comes in quite handy as well when bullshitting essays for school.
notice that the heading does not read "backstabbing". please. don't insult me. backstabbing is too easy. it's much more fun to assault a person directly. or perhaps your definition is skewed - take note that it's not backstabbing if you've told the person concerned the same statement beforehand; it's narration.
iii. connections
being the smooth talkers that we are, zobelians will often have a vast network of people we know we can rely on when the need arises. you may think that system maintainance takes a lot of work, but it's actually relatively easy. surprisingly enough, the secret lies in the first impression [something a zobelian is usually bad at]. if you play your cards right, a few hours with someone, a few secrets shared, and you've made a friend for life, one who you only have to wave at or talk to online to keep.
this is why zobelians are often considered user-friendly. but really now, what else are friends for but for you to count on when you're in a bind? i wouldn't ask a favor from you if i didn't think you were worth it.
iv. cram
there is nothing quite like the adrenaline rush of starting a term project the night before it's due, or realizing that midterms are in an hour and you don't know a thing. the miracle of cramming is that although you won't be able to remember in quantity, the quality of what you remember is much sharper. and if a project is concerned, you'll be able to think up half a dozen methods for getting quick extra credit, since you know that your main submission will be half-assed.
this time you're right in saying that zobelians are patapon. we're too damn lazy to contradict.
and there you have it, folks: your basic zobelian pros and cons. i don't for a second regret the training i got in zobel. quite frankly, a few years in dlsu and you'll be zobelian too; we just went through it earlier. just one last piece of advice, borrowed from ms. tangkeko: "i don't get mad; i get even."
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 9:08 AM
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i. ass-kissing
the zobelian style of ass-kissing is much subtler than the usual type popularized by comedies set in a high school or college. ours involves less direct communication and more body language, although not in the ross sense. what i mean is that the difference between failing and passing could be as little as answering correctly when called, a few words with the teacher outside of class, and a quick smile on the last day of school.
i can't speak for all zobelians, but i for one don't consider this a form of kaplastikan. a plastic person is by definition one who pretends to like another person even if he or she really doesn't. what i practise, on the other hand, is cultivating the good i see in others and taking that into consideration when i deal with them. the same goes for teachers. if you're stuck with them for three months, the least you can do is appreciate their efforts.
ii. bitch
a zobelian tongue is both a great asset and liability. we know we're funny and we know we're harsh. that's what you get from a high school overflowing with student politics. this ability to speak our mind either when sobriety or pomp is called for enables us to basically talk to anyone about anything. it comes in quite handy as well when bullshitting essays for school.
notice that the heading does not read "backstabbing". please. don't insult me. backstabbing is too easy. it's much more fun to assault a person directly. or perhaps your definition is skewed - take note that it's not backstabbing if you've told the person concerned the same statement beforehand; it's narration.
iii. connections
being the smooth talkers that we are, zobelians will often have a vast network of people we know we can rely on when the need arises. you may think that system maintainance takes a lot of work, but it's actually relatively easy. surprisingly enough, the secret lies in the first impression [something a zobelian is usually bad at]. if you play your cards right, a few hours with someone, a few secrets shared, and you've made a friend for life, one who you only have to wave at or talk to online to keep.
this is why zobelians are often considered user-friendly. but really now, what else are friends for but for you to count on when you're in a bind? i wouldn't ask a favor from you if i didn't think you were worth it.
iv. cram
there is nothing quite like the adrenaline rush of starting a term project the night before it's due, or realizing that midterms are in an hour and you don't know a thing. the miracle of cramming is that although you won't be able to remember in quantity, the quality of what you remember is much sharper. and if a project is concerned, you'll be able to think up half a dozen methods for getting quick extra credit, since you know that your main submission will be half-assed.
this time you're right in saying that zobelians are patapon. we're too damn lazy to contradict.
and there you have it, folks: your basic zobelian pros and cons. i don't for a second regret the training i got in zobel. quite frankly, a few years in dlsu and you'll be zobelian too; we just went through it earlier. just one last piece of advice, borrowed from ms. tangkeko: "i don't get mad; i get even."
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 9:08 AM
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[Friday, August 27, 2004]
strange, considering that i don't have a functioning livejournal account.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 1:00 PM
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[Thursday, August 26, 2004]
i. jamming
i bashed my left forefinger into a stagelight. there was blood everywhere. it was cool. now that i can't move it and am typing with only nine digits, it isn't as cool.
ii. videoke
is something you shouldn't do when you're already paos. i couldn't even sing part of your world halfway decently. the highest score i got was a 97, and that was a group effort. damnation.
iii. text message
apparantly after i composed the message telling my parents that i'd be late, i pressed the cancel instead of the send button. not good seeing as i just got home.
iv. kulang na lang ay sagot n'ya
kaya mo 'yan.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 11:43 PM
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i bashed my left forefinger into a stagelight. there was blood everywhere. it was cool. now that i can't move it and am typing with only nine digits, it isn't as cool.
ii. videoke
is something you shouldn't do when you're already paos. i couldn't even sing part of your world halfway decently. the highest score i got was a 97, and that was a group effort. damnation.
iii. text message
apparantly after i composed the message telling my parents that i'd be late, i pressed the cancel instead of the send button. not good seeing as i just got home.
iv. kulang na lang ay sagot n'ya
kaya mo 'yan.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 11:43 PM
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[Wednesday, August 25, 2004]
the girl next door was a bit of both, i think. it's good and yet it's not memorable. it's the kind of movie they'd show you in school.
speaking of school, they suspended classes at 12.55. that's five minutes before our supposed anmath finals. i thought the suspension was an orange. paco considers it a lemon. they moved the test to monday. schedule-wise, that's definitely a lemon but i'm debating whether the bigger lemon would have been taking it underprepared [i need to get a score higher than 60 if i'm to pass]. theoretically this turn of events will give me more time to review.
theoretically.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 6:21 PM
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speaking of school, they suspended classes at 12.55. that's five minutes before our supposed anmath finals. i thought the suspension was an orange. paco considers it a lemon. they moved the test to monday. schedule-wise, that's definitely a lemon but i'm debating whether the bigger lemon would have been taking it underprepared [i need to get a score higher than 60 if i'm to pass]. theoretically this turn of events will give me more time to review.
theoretically.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 6:21 PM
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[Monday, August 23, 2004]
self: shet may lumulutang sa drink ko.
renz: tea leaf lang 'yan.
self: um kasi rootbeer 'to.
renz: o? baka 'yan 'yung root.
thanks. that really made my day.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 12:58 PM
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renz: tea leaf lang 'yan.
self: um kasi rootbeer 'to.
renz: o? baka 'yan 'yung root.
thanks. that really made my day.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 12:58 PM
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[Saturday, August 21, 2004]
i. tangkeko
was 'kind' enough to give us the period to finish off our sql scripts. then she finished *us* off right after. same thing goes for the ai defense except that ms yamie seems more inclined to give us a respectable grade.
ii. übersteak
mine was hard as a rock and paco's was tough as rubber. the conclusion, therefore, is that trish hates us with equal intensity, but for different reasons.
iii. movies in recent memory
euro trip is the best. new york minute is the worst. ella enchanted runs a close second.
iv. tangkeko
is also what you get when you dump a pack of salt 'n vinegar cracklings into a pitcher of lalabu. the secret ingredient is of course monosodium glutamate.
v. more curve balls
security in ayala alabang is greater than or equal to that in malacañang. cable internet disconnects iff you need to be online to work on your mp. commuters' ube is not as unusual as you'd think.
vi. this
this is the best 2d game i've played in a long while. this is the best music video of all time. and this is the best method for folding shirts.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 5:09 PM
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was 'kind' enough to give us the period to finish off our sql scripts. then she finished *us* off right after. same thing goes for the ai defense except that ms yamie seems more inclined to give us a respectable grade.
ii. übersteak
mine was hard as a rock and paco's was tough as rubber. the conclusion, therefore, is that trish hates us with equal intensity, but for different reasons.
iii. movies in recent memory
euro trip is the best. new york minute is the worst. ella enchanted runs a close second.
iv. tangkeko
is also what you get when you dump a pack of salt 'n vinegar cracklings into a pitcher of lalabu. the secret ingredient is of course monosodium glutamate.
v. more curve balls
security in ayala alabang is greater than or equal to that in malacañang. cable internet disconnects iff you need to be online to work on your mp. commuters' ube is not as unusual as you'd think.
vi. this
this is the best 2d game i've played in a long while. this is the best music video of all time. and this is the best method for folding shirts.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 5:09 PM
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[Wednesday, August 18, 2004]
alien versus predator, among other things
as for the movie, it has no plot, flat characterization, minimal and often inane dialogue, and really bad music. but i like it a lot. the eye candy got to me. it's a geek thing. the fact that the hour and three-fourths long movie felt like a thirty-minute short speaks volumes. and the alien queen kicks major ass. can anyone spell "blockbuster sequel"?
shameless plug: when in greenbelt 3, eat at tender bob's. their double rice only costs a peso extra. plus their chicken steak tastes exactly like beef. oh, and choknut is repackaged expired chocolate.
omanko ni banzai. piston undo. captain maderpaker [ka mapa for short]. commander resibo. mister music-one. sometimes things make more sense when they make less sense.
i used the phrase "when i grow up" last night. three seconds later, i realized that technically, i'm already grown up. pakshet.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 11:09 PM
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[Tuesday, August 17, 2004]
i woke up late this morning. not that i was dying to attend theocom or anything, i guess it's just the principle of the thing. anyway, it was lightly drizzling so i didn't bother to wear rubber shoes or anything, just dress in black. naturally by the time i made it to the gate, the rain had picked up exponentially, prompting me to take a trike out. since i was now five pesos short of jeep fare, i had to break down a ninoy at the local 7-11. amazing how they don't have enough bills to match five hundred until you mention that you'll buy an umbrella as well.
in any case i was one of the first few people to enter the fx on queue, which meant waiting for nine other passengers. to top things off, the driver suddenly noticed a swarm of kotong cops while halfway down the skyway ramp so he had to back up two hundred or so meters and take the buendia exit. then we went for a fifteen-minute joyride just in case the cops had noticed his disappearing act.
anyway i got to school with just enough time to realize that our introdb mp required major rehashing and that there was a graded mock test in theocom so i couldn't cut class [rels was out of the question - attendance is part of the grading scheme]. i opted to take the test, which turned out to be a mistake since it wasn't graded in the end. rels was an unexpected pick-me-up since sir galo gave my group a 95 for our report. i may get that exemption yet.
the next hour or so we were scrambling to update the mp [turns out we only had two-fifths the number of deliverables]. that is of course until ms tangkeko moved the deadline to tomorrow noon. thank bj for that. the bad news is that i had told karl that if i had more time i would've done a better job. now i guess i have to, since i told him that. owel.
curve balls.
i like it when life throws me one. even if i miss my swing. even if it hits me in unmentionable places. after a while routine just gets to you.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 5:23 PM
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in any case i was one of the first few people to enter the fx on queue, which meant waiting for nine other passengers. to top things off, the driver suddenly noticed a swarm of kotong cops while halfway down the skyway ramp so he had to back up two hundred or so meters and take the buendia exit. then we went for a fifteen-minute joyride just in case the cops had noticed his disappearing act.
anyway i got to school with just enough time to realize that our introdb mp required major rehashing and that there was a graded mock test in theocom so i couldn't cut class [rels was out of the question - attendance is part of the grading scheme]. i opted to take the test, which turned out to be a mistake since it wasn't graded in the end. rels was an unexpected pick-me-up since sir galo gave my group a 95 for our report. i may get that exemption yet.
the next hour or so we were scrambling to update the mp [turns out we only had two-fifths the number of deliverables]. that is of course until ms tangkeko moved the deadline to tomorrow noon. thank bj for that. the bad news is that i had told karl that if i had more time i would've done a better job. now i guess i have to, since i told him that. owel.
curve balls.
i like it when life throws me one. even if i miss my swing. even if it hits me in unmentionable places. after a while routine just gets to you.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 5:23 PM
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is that you never expect them to apply to you when you hand them out. take this, for example:
four words in the english language will make the happiest man sad and the saddest man happy, and these four are 'this too shall pass'.
guess it just did.
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four words in the english language will make the happiest man sad and the saddest man happy, and these four are 'this too shall pass'.
guess it just did.
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[Friday, August 13, 2004]
and nobody noticed. well i didn't anyway, not until i read it in the watcher's blog, the url of which i yoinked off g304b's pc03 [excuse me if i don't limit my bloghopping to my friends']. i'm sure he won't mind the reckless linking - it's free publicity anyway.
i'm off to watch groove in a bit.
sige ingat.ü
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i'm off to watch groove in a bit.
sige ingat.ü
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[Thursday, August 12, 2004]
i've just noticed that this is my third recent post with a title containing two contextually similar words related by an intersection. owel.
i. finals
worst case, i need an 80% and 60% grade percentage in the anmath and asmprog finals, respectively. improbable but not impossible. my luck's held so far; a few more days isn't asking for much.
ii. rockology 107
i was taking the asmprog deptest during the pinikpikan set so i only caught the last song. this turned out to be a good thing since by the time i got there, malate people plus a few others were whooping it up on the grass. had i arrived earlier, i'd have probably been dragged in along with them.
i actually was, sometime later, during the rivermaya set. whatever. it's not like they're "my favorite band" [which i state here in lieu of "any good"]. but i guess it was worth it to witness kimber's laglagan adventure.
oh and rico blanco, in true lead singer fashion, has finally gone off his rocker. 214 fireworks wtf!?
iii. reinkarnasyon ng salita
"sapagkat tayo'y inaari ng mga salita."
damn straight. unfortunately they focused on ethnic poetry this time so i didn't understand most of the presentations. i did enjoy ronald tupus' aso though. i was going to link to it but i couldn't find it online. go figure.
the intermission number was some guy who played the tuck and patty version of man in the mirror on a nylon-string electric classical guitar. ah yes, envy on so many levels.
mhs' set was interesting due to raven's prowess on his renz-type red seven-string rj guitar, mayonnaise's due to monty's intriguing riff patterns, and silent sanctuary's due to norman's bamboo- and medwin-like gesticulations, as well as due to this. [or rather, as near to it as i could find online] they definitely sound better live though.
of course the best part was the free food served afterwards. pity the fool who left early. it's getting late so i'll leave you with some quotable quotes from the diyosa herself:
"s'ya lang ang flordeliza ng buhay ko."
"diba caucasian ka? kasi kami ni renz, mongoloid."
"kung sumayaw ka, aaminin ko talaga sa kanya na gusto ko s'ya."
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 11:59 PM
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i. finals
worst case, i need an 80% and 60% grade percentage in the anmath and asmprog finals, respectively. improbable but not impossible. my luck's held so far; a few more days isn't asking for much.
ii. rockology 107
i was taking the asmprog deptest during the pinikpikan set so i only caught the last song. this turned out to be a good thing since by the time i got there, malate people plus a few others were whooping it up on the grass. had i arrived earlier, i'd have probably been dragged in along with them.
i actually was, sometime later, during the rivermaya set. whatever. it's not like they're "my favorite band" [which i state here in lieu of "any good"]. but i guess it was worth it to witness kimber's laglagan adventure.
oh and rico blanco, in true lead singer fashion, has finally gone off his rocker. 214 fireworks wtf!?
iii. reinkarnasyon ng salita
"sapagkat tayo'y inaari ng mga salita."
damn straight. unfortunately they focused on ethnic poetry this time so i didn't understand most of the presentations. i did enjoy ronald tupus' aso though. i was going to link to it but i couldn't find it online. go figure.
the intermission number was some guy who played the tuck and patty version of man in the mirror on a nylon-string electric classical guitar. ah yes, envy on so many levels.
mhs' set was interesting due to raven's prowess on his renz-type red seven-string rj guitar, mayonnaise's due to monty's intriguing riff patterns, and silent sanctuary's due to norman's bamboo- and medwin-like gesticulations, as well as due to this. [or rather, as near to it as i could find online] they definitely sound better live though.
of course the best part was the free food served afterwards. pity the fool who left early. it's getting late so i'll leave you with some quotable quotes from the diyosa herself:
"s'ya lang ang flordeliza ng buhay ko."
"diba caucasian ka? kasi kami ni renz, mongoloid."
"kung sumayaw ka, aaminin ko talaga sa kanya na gusto ko s'ya."
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 11:59 PM
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[Wednesday, August 11, 2004]
it was raining unusually hard when i woke up so i texted dlsu's ripoff announcement service and found out that classes had been suspended, and would remain suspended up to friday. later, ross texted me that the math test was consequently moved to monday.
then i woke up again.
putang ina.
posted by stani at 7:33 AM
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then i woke up again.
putang ina.
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[Tuesday, August 10, 2004]
intro: E-G#m-E-G#m-E-G#m-E.
E-G#m E-G#m E-G#m E-G#m
si bert naka-grey ngayon bakit kaya
A-C#m A-C#m A-C#m A-C#m
si bert naka-glasses ngayon bakit kaya
E-G#m E-G#m E-G#m E-G#m
si bert naka-cap ngayon bakit kaya
B A.B. A. B.A.E-G#m-E-G#m-E-G#m-E-G#m
kasi gano'n ang suot ni
sige ingat.ü
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E-G#m E-G#m E-G#m E-G#m
si bert naka-grey ngayon bakit kaya
A-C#m A-C#m A-C#m A-C#m
si bert naka-glasses ngayon bakit kaya
E-G#m E-G#m E-G#m E-G#m
si bert naka-cap ngayon bakit kaya
B A.B. A. B.A.E-G#m-E-G#m-E-G#m-E-G#m
kasi gano'n ang suot ni
sige ingat.ü
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[Saturday, August 07, 2004]
emceed [if there is such a verb] for dandi's debut with her "abnormal friend" ali. at least i didn't trip over my tongue. i wrote her an irish blessing because i was also one of her 18 roses:
may fair winds be always at your back, and green grass always under your feet. may your home be filled with good cooking, loud converstion, and warm laughter. may you die in bed, shot by a jealous husband. and may you be thirty years in heaven before the devil knows you're dead.
most of it is old hat but the third sentence made up for that. anyway she gave me a cactus. wicked.
the most interesting portion of the evening was some guy insisting on taking a solo shot of me. it later occurred to me that he might be gay and do nasty things to that photo he took.
the after party was videoke at the providence tower on taft avenue. i got a bunch of 98s but no 99s this time. we left after five hours, around 6am. i just woke up, in fact.
my sister tells me dlsu lost to ue. owel.
sige ingat.ü
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may fair winds be always at your back, and green grass always under your feet. may your home be filled with good cooking, loud converstion, and warm laughter. may you die in bed, shot by a jealous husband. and may you be thirty years in heaven before the devil knows you're dead.
most of it is old hat but the third sentence made up for that. anyway she gave me a cactus. wicked.
the most interesting portion of the evening was some guy insisting on taking a solo shot of me. it later occurred to me that he might be gay and do nasty things to that photo he took.
the after party was videoke at the providence tower on taft avenue. i got a bunch of 98s but no 99s this time. we left after five hours, around 6am. i just woke up, in fact.
my sister tells me dlsu lost to ue. owel.
sige ingat.ü
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[Friday, August 06, 2004]
according to michael c. morco:
what is poetry? love.
what is torment? love.
and what is love? poetry and torment.
as for the movie, it's good enough. or the dialogue is, at least. the ending was way too predictable but alan rickman was in it so i let it slide. the way they linked all nine love stories by degrees of separation was interesting as well. my favorite pair was the writer and the portugese girl. basta. watch it for yourself.
[insert witty ending statement here]
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 12:36 AM
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what is poetry? love.
what is torment? love.
and what is love? poetry and torment.
as for the movie, it's good enough. or the dialogue is, at least. the ending was way too predictable but alan rickman was in it so i let it slide. the way they linked all nine love stories by degrees of separation was interesting as well. my favorite pair was the writer and the portugese girl. basta. watch it for yourself.
[insert witty ending statement here]
sige ingat.ü
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[Thursday, August 05, 2004]
reggie's tactics-ing during the malate ga were appalling, to say the least. after that fiasco was ube number one, linner with ali and alex. it was interesting to note that they also conform to the hypothesis that the students who graduated in 2003 all come from the supposed worst batches of their respective schools, complete with reducing teachers to tears and circulating printed copies of their [the teachers'] malapropisms. uncanny really how second-year college students are all alike. and how time really flies when you're swapping miseducation stories.
ang mata humahaba parang giraffe... hey you shalala bitch... manok que isda pareho lang 'yang lumilipad... if god doesn't exist, how can we kill him... anong bakat-utong? kita-utong na s'ya... kaano-ano mo si bishop bacani? tatay ko po... ano'ng mas gusto mong itawag sa 'yo, dandi o fe? bebegel... s'ya yung missing link sa pagitan ng tao at amoeba... it features dandi tied to a bed saying lewd things... hindot!
anyway, after that was ube number two with yot and ato. i never really noticed how yaoi ragnarok online character designs really are before today. or how people usually have a common idea of which names go with which faces [or bodies, as yot will attest to].
oo nga ano ang gwapo n'ya. ano kaya'ng pangalan n'ya... mas nagagwapuhan ako sa isang 'to. ay hindi mas sexy lang pala s'ya... e 'tong dancer ano'ng pangalan bagay sa kanya? yot... 'yung pangalan nito alex yung isa xander twincest sila... mamaya butas na 'yung notebook ko sa laway mo... hindi ko tinitignan 'yung pagkain napatulala lang ako. minsan nga nagaganun ako sa boobs ng kausap ko... chauvanist baboy!
ube number three point one was with jomic and reggie. that was mostly music-centered and ended early since jomic had to "bravely chicken out". reggie and i were thus the only ones present during the very hot ube number three point two. how hot? just got home, in fact. luckily, i'm still sober enough to type out this entry.
para akong niloloko ng tadhana. sa utak ko tonado naman akong kumanta... pa'no kung kailangan mong mamatay para sa minamahal mo pero kailanman 'di nya malalaman na para sa kanya ka namatay... ba't ayaw mong pumasok sa gaybar baka may red horse sila... kanina opposites attract ngayon naman birds of a feather flock together... ang totoong love story walang naghahalikan at hindi binabanggit ang salitang pag-ibig... 'tang inang red horse lasang puwit ng kabayo!
sige ingat.ü
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ang mata humahaba parang giraffe... hey you shalala bitch... manok que isda pareho lang 'yang lumilipad... if god doesn't exist, how can we kill him... anong bakat-utong? kita-utong na s'ya... kaano-ano mo si bishop bacani? tatay ko po... ano'ng mas gusto mong itawag sa 'yo, dandi o fe? bebegel... s'ya yung missing link sa pagitan ng tao at amoeba... it features dandi tied to a bed saying lewd things... hindot!
anyway, after that was ube number two with yot and ato. i never really noticed how yaoi ragnarok online character designs really are before today. or how people usually have a common idea of which names go with which faces [or bodies, as yot will attest to].
oo nga ano ang gwapo n'ya. ano kaya'ng pangalan n'ya... mas nagagwapuhan ako sa isang 'to. ay hindi mas sexy lang pala s'ya... e 'tong dancer ano'ng pangalan bagay sa kanya? yot... 'yung pangalan nito alex yung isa xander twincest sila... mamaya butas na 'yung notebook ko sa laway mo... hindi ko tinitignan 'yung pagkain napatulala lang ako. minsan nga nagaganun ako sa boobs ng kausap ko... chauvanist baboy!
ube number three point one was with jomic and reggie. that was mostly music-centered and ended early since jomic had to "bravely chicken out". reggie and i were thus the only ones present during the very hot ube number three point two. how hot? just got home, in fact. luckily, i'm still sober enough to type out this entry.
para akong niloloko ng tadhana. sa utak ko tonado naman akong kumanta... pa'no kung kailangan mong mamatay para sa minamahal mo pero kailanman 'di nya malalaman na para sa kanya ka namatay... ba't ayaw mong pumasok sa gaybar baka may red horse sila... kanina opposites attract ngayon naman birds of a feather flock together... ang totoong love story walang naghahalikan at hindi binabanggit ang salitang pag-ibig... 'tang inang red horse lasang puwit ng kabayo!
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 1:45 AM
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[Tuesday, August 03, 2004]
separation of church and state
i noticed this about myself - if i take an interest in a subject, i tend to obsess over getting the highest score possible but if i find the subject absolutely useless [anmath, say, or asmprog], just passing is enough.
i just hope i can keep myself motivated 'til graduation. bathala na.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 8:28 PM
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