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[Tuesday, January 31, 2006]
self: ano 'yan? hot lesbian porn na naman?
x: chong, it's art. it's an art film. parang frida lang 'yan.
self: o? wala akong kilalang tao na pinagjakolan ang frida.
x: dude, i don't consider it as porn. it's art nga.
self: art man s'ya sa simula, oras na naghubad ka ng pantalon, hindi na s'ya art. at saka ang frida, may kwento; 'yan wala.
x: indie film kasi s'ya, kaya hindi obvious ang kwento. parang tayo, indie band. we should appreciate the underground art scene. it's an indie lesbian film.
self: wtf. so ang sinasabi mo, 'pag lumabas na bading si jp, e di indie gay band na tayo?
x: no, no. hindi naman sa ganun... basta matagal ko na rin kasi gustong gumawa ng sarili kong art film, kaya naghahanap ako ng inspiration.
self: let me guess - gagawa ka din ng indie lesbian art film?
x: malay natin?
guess who.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 7:20 PM
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x: chong, it's art. it's an art film. parang frida lang 'yan.
self: o? wala akong kilalang tao na pinagjakolan ang frida.
x: dude, i don't consider it as porn. it's art nga.
self: art man s'ya sa simula, oras na naghubad ka ng pantalon, hindi na s'ya art. at saka ang frida, may kwento; 'yan wala.
x: indie film kasi s'ya, kaya hindi obvious ang kwento. parang tayo, indie band. we should appreciate the underground art scene. it's an indie lesbian film.
self: wtf. so ang sinasabi mo, 'pag lumabas na bading si jp, e di indie gay band na tayo?
x: no, no. hindi naman sa ganun... basta matagal ko na rin kasi gustong gumawa ng sarili kong art film, kaya naghahanap ako ng inspiration.
self: let me guess - gagawa ka din ng indie lesbian art film?
x: malay natin?
guess who.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 7:20 PM
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[Sunday, January 29, 2006]
after two trips to pldt's bicutan branch, two overseas calls, a forged letter of consent, a month and a half of patience, and 350 pesos' worth of steel piping, we finally have dsl.
although i do appreciate that i am receiving the full 384 kbps bandwidth [compared to the 256 kbps* that regular pldt mydsl provides], i am still apprehensive about the fact that my account is now being handled by smart wifi. evidently, the local 'port' [whatever that is] is currently full and instead of building a new one, they just tranferred the pending applications to their wireless department.
the signal's strong so far, but still a bit shaky. dsl veterans assure me that it'll clear up within the next few days, though. the irony is that although i'll be spending more time online, i'll actually be less visible.
oh, i'll still be around; it's just that you might need a different sort of buzz.
sige ingat.ü
---
256 kbps: pldt's 999 package ceiling is in fact 33% lower than they advertised - you only get the full bandwidth if you live in an area with heavy competition from globelines. caveat emptor.
posted by stani at 6:50 PM
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although i do appreciate that i am receiving the full 384 kbps bandwidth [compared to the 256 kbps* that regular pldt mydsl provides], i am still apprehensive about the fact that my account is now being handled by smart wifi. evidently, the local 'port' [whatever that is] is currently full and instead of building a new one, they just tranferred the pending applications to their wireless department.
the signal's strong so far, but still a bit shaky. dsl veterans assure me that it'll clear up within the next few days, though. the irony is that although i'll be spending more time online, i'll actually be less visible.
oh, i'll still be around; it's just that you might need a different sort of buzz.
sige ingat.ü
---
256 kbps: pldt's 999 package ceiling is in fact 33% lower than they advertised - you only get the full bandwidth if you live in an area with heavy competition from globelines. caveat emptor.
posted by stani at 6:50 PM
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[Friday, January 27, 2006]
jonat invited me to this year's cersa variety show at the ateneo. don't ask me what cersa is, or why they put on a show - i haven't faintest idea. most probably it's an org in need of funding, but i was in it for the music and company i hadn't shared in a long time. beyond that, they could've been a black market human organ cartel in need of harvest, so long as the chloroform kicked in after urbandub played.
although an veritable cornucopia of acts graced the stage as the night wore on, i cannot promise to account for all of them in this entry, as some of them were at the very least, unremarkable, and also due to a rather unusual turn of events that occured in the wee hours of the morning. i can promise, though, to do my best for those i can remember:
i. rivermaya
i found it disappointing for a band of a supposed international caliber to take more time in setting up than in the actual song output. i'd assumed that the use of roadies [a thing which i myself will be reluctant to turn to] meant to streamline the tuning process, not lengthen it. one wonders why endless arpeggios need to be played to ascertain perfect pitch when one run of the blue danube's opening lines is just as effective. or perhaps it was an elaborate stall to cover for rico blanco, who was, as expected, quite fashionable, if you catch my drift. disappointing yes, but not at all unexpected.
ii. cambio
i was rather excited about finally seeing my bass god buddy zabala up close and personal, but as i was watching from the second floor, i wasn't able to see much of anything after all. neither close nor personal, sadly.
iii. the brownbeat all-stars
although this band has certainly garnered quite a following for themselves [if lampungan is to be taken any measure of their musical capabilities, and i'm sure that it is], i hardly expected them to have among their ranks a left-handed bass prodigy who plays a right-handed instrument. upside-down. in a completely-buttoned up long-sleeved sweatshirt. with eyes closed.
yowza!
iv. the ambassadors
there is certainly something to be said for a band that has the audacity to introduce itself with "maayong gabi sa inyong atanan, kami po ang cuéshe." i still don't know what that something is, but i like it.
v. pupil
just as raimund has hurled himself into the jungles of electronica, ely buendia has also embarked on a safari of his own, in an opposite, yet similarly hazardous, direction. this new genre he is undertaking [briefly seen in such 'hits' as wanted bedspacer] is doing wonders for his career, similar to the manner by which child molestation restored michael jackson to the level of fame his alleged vitiligo brought him.
vi. urbandub
edit: more than a year later, i still cannot find the words to describe their set. not surprisingly, it has been paralleled only once.
vii. protein shake
i had never expected to see this band again, but it would seem that their bassist's charisma was enough to give their career a rather significant boost. and yet unfortunately for them, a slight lapse in judgment served to mar their performance quite noticeably - when one agrees to perform onstage, one must always, always remember never to go on after the main act. thus, an audience of over 500 people quickly dwindled to three girlfriends even before their first chord was struck. that, my friends, is a level of musical hell only cueshé deserves.
by the time we made it back to the dorm, it was past one. jonat insisted that before i even considered sleep, i should participate in one of his acquired college rituals, since my visit was a rare occasion. i will spare you the details of how one prepares for moments of artificial enlightenment, instead skipping ahead to that period where jonat began to consider himself physically able to turn cartwheels across the room.
by that time, i had began to think of the substance as highly overrated, considering that the totality of my "otherworldly" experience was an intense desire to sleep, which you can surmise had nothing to do with anything i had ingested. i figured that it would have been rude [or perhaps negligent] to just turn in, considering that jonat was still running around, so i decided to watch some tv to wait his trip out. as luck would have it, animal planet was showing a special on the painted dogs of africa.
"painted dogs are no stranger to the unforgiving desert, and the runt of the litter will almost certainly live no longer than a few days," the narrator explained, while an hours-old pup limped across the screen. the animal's situation was evidently compounded by the fact that it had to compete with its more robust siblings for milk, and soon its movements were limited to a ragged gasp once every few seconds. "in its final moments, the cub is surrounded by others in the litter, who will witness death for the first, but definitely not the last, time."
how cute, i thought, as the other cubs started to nose and lick their dying brother. i was thinking of it as possible evidence for filial loyalty in the animal kingdom, when the narrator interrupted my thoughts with a curt "it is not uncommon for cannibalism to occur among newborn painted dogs". i had only a few seconds to process this new information before a rather familiar scene played out on-screen.
needless to say, the sight of internal organs being ripped out and thoroughly chewed was somewhat upsetting, so much so, in fact, that whatever qualms i had about turning in had started to seem argumentatively weak. my next coherent thought was understandably only a few hours ago: belatedly telling jonat that he had missed a turn driving me home. we ended up on a rather short side road with a prominent and lopsided speed bump, which jonat insisted on traversing multiple times [afterwards christened my humps]. that was unfortunately the peak of our collective coherence; as with all humps, things dropped off soon after.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 10:02 PM
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although an veritable cornucopia of acts graced the stage as the night wore on, i cannot promise to account for all of them in this entry, as some of them were at the very least, unremarkable, and also due to a rather unusual turn of events that occured in the wee hours of the morning. i can promise, though, to do my best for those i can remember:
i. rivermaya
i found it disappointing for a band of a supposed international caliber to take more time in setting up than in the actual song output. i'd assumed that the use of roadies [a thing which i myself will be reluctant to turn to] meant to streamline the tuning process, not lengthen it. one wonders why endless arpeggios need to be played to ascertain perfect pitch when one run of the blue danube's opening lines is just as effective. or perhaps it was an elaborate stall to cover for rico blanco, who was, as expected, quite fashionable, if you catch my drift. disappointing yes, but not at all unexpected.
ii. cambio
i was rather excited about finally seeing my bass god buddy zabala up close and personal, but as i was watching from the second floor, i wasn't able to see much of anything after all. neither close nor personal, sadly.
iii. the brownbeat all-stars
although this band has certainly garnered quite a following for themselves [if lampungan is to be taken any measure of their musical capabilities, and i'm sure that it is], i hardly expected them to have among their ranks a left-handed bass prodigy who plays a right-handed instrument. upside-down. in a completely-buttoned up long-sleeved sweatshirt. with eyes closed.
yowza!
iv. the ambassadors
there is certainly something to be said for a band that has the audacity to introduce itself with "maayong gabi sa inyong atanan, kami po ang cuéshe." i still don't know what that something is, but i like it.
v. pupil
just as raimund has hurled himself into the jungles of electronica, ely buendia has also embarked on a safari of his own, in an opposite, yet similarly hazardous, direction. this new genre he is undertaking [briefly seen in such 'hits' as wanted bedspacer] is doing wonders for his career, similar to the manner by which child molestation restored michael jackson to the level of fame his alleged vitiligo brought him.
vi. urbandub
edit: more than a year later, i still cannot find the words to describe their set. not surprisingly, it has been paralleled only once.
vii. protein shake
i had never expected to see this band again, but it would seem that their bassist's charisma was enough to give their career a rather significant boost. and yet unfortunately for them, a slight lapse in judgment served to mar their performance quite noticeably - when one agrees to perform onstage, one must always, always remember never to go on after the main act. thus, an audience of over 500 people quickly dwindled to three girlfriends even before their first chord was struck. that, my friends, is a level of musical hell only cueshé deserves.
by the time we made it back to the dorm, it was past one. jonat insisted that before i even considered sleep, i should participate in one of his acquired college rituals, since my visit was a rare occasion. i will spare you the details of how one prepares for moments of artificial enlightenment, instead skipping ahead to that period where jonat began to consider himself physically able to turn cartwheels across the room.
by that time, i had began to think of the substance as highly overrated, considering that the totality of my "otherworldly" experience was an intense desire to sleep, which you can surmise had nothing to do with anything i had ingested. i figured that it would have been rude [or perhaps negligent] to just turn in, considering that jonat was still running around, so i decided to watch some tv to wait his trip out. as luck would have it, animal planet was showing a special on the painted dogs of africa.
"painted dogs are no stranger to the unforgiving desert, and the runt of the litter will almost certainly live no longer than a few days," the narrator explained, while an hours-old pup limped across the screen. the animal's situation was evidently compounded by the fact that it had to compete with its more robust siblings for milk, and soon its movements were limited to a ragged gasp once every few seconds. "in its final moments, the cub is surrounded by others in the litter, who will witness death for the first, but definitely not the last, time."
how cute, i thought, as the other cubs started to nose and lick their dying brother. i was thinking of it as possible evidence for filial loyalty in the animal kingdom, when the narrator interrupted my thoughts with a curt "it is not uncommon for cannibalism to occur among newborn painted dogs". i had only a few seconds to process this new information before a rather familiar scene played out on-screen.
needless to say, the sight of internal organs being ripped out and thoroughly chewed was somewhat upsetting, so much so, in fact, that whatever qualms i had about turning in had started to seem argumentatively weak. my next coherent thought was understandably only a few hours ago: belatedly telling jonat that he had missed a turn driving me home. we ended up on a rather short side road with a prominent and lopsided speed bump, which jonat insisted on traversing multiple times [afterwards christened my humps]. that was unfortunately the peak of our collective coherence; as with all humps, things dropped off soon after.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 10:02 PM
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[Thursday, January 26, 2006]
[Wednesday, January 25, 2006]
as i was enjoying a plate of possibly the best sisig this side of taft avenue*, i caught wind that ramon tulfo, of isumbong mo kay tulfo infamy, was 'negotiating' a supposed feud between speedbyte's and microsmith, egi's two largest internet café chains. nothing came of it, of course, seeing as tulfo's show rarely arrives at any sort of resolution beyond presenting both sides of the argument.
the dispute was reportedly over a puddle of water that had leaked out from the second microsmith branch, and which, due to gravity, had parked itself in front of the next-door speedbyte's hq. naturally, people who had fallen victim to the water made their sentiments known to the speedbyte's staff, which prompted the owner [henceforth referred to as "kalbo"] to pay microsmith a visit. according to my source, the employee he talked to seemed none too interested in taking responsibility for the problem.
furthermore, the microsmith representative, assuming that kalbo, being a foreigner, was unfamiliar with a certain three words in the vernacular basically told him to fuck off, and promptly got smacked upside the head for it. long story short, the sissy dragged tulfo into the situation.
now, i must admit to being a tad biased towards speedbyte's - first off, they were in the business first, and second, they give better service in terms of hardware, price, and customer treatment. discounts are frequent as well, especially if the staffers know you by name. i perfectly well can't call for a microsmith boycott [lord knows i get dragged through their doors at least once a week], but this post does give me an opportunity to recommend one shop over the other.
see you at speedbyte's, then.
sige ingat.ü
---
the best sisig, et. al.: i actually don't know the name of the eatery, since it has no visible signboards. it's at the upper-left-hand corner of the building sinister to gokongwei, facing taft avenue. leave a message if you feel like discussing what sets it apart. over sisig, of course.
posted by stani at 11:14 PM
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the dispute was reportedly over a puddle of water that had leaked out from the second microsmith branch, and which, due to gravity, had parked itself in front of the next-door speedbyte's hq. naturally, people who had fallen victim to the water made their sentiments known to the speedbyte's staff, which prompted the owner [henceforth referred to as "kalbo"] to pay microsmith a visit. according to my source, the employee he talked to seemed none too interested in taking responsibility for the problem.
furthermore, the microsmith representative, assuming that kalbo, being a foreigner, was unfamiliar with a certain three words in the vernacular basically told him to fuck off, and promptly got smacked upside the head for it. long story short, the sissy dragged tulfo into the situation.
now, i must admit to being a tad biased towards speedbyte's - first off, they were in the business first, and second, they give better service in terms of hardware, price, and customer treatment. discounts are frequent as well, especially if the staffers know you by name. i perfectly well can't call for a microsmith boycott [lord knows i get dragged through their doors at least once a week], but this post does give me an opportunity to recommend one shop over the other.
see you at speedbyte's, then.
sige ingat.ü
---
the best sisig, et. al.: i actually don't know the name of the eatery, since it has no visible signboards. it's at the upper-left-hand corner of the building sinister to gokongwei, facing taft avenue. leave a message if you feel like discussing what sets it apart. over sisig, of course.
posted by stani at 11:14 PM
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[Tuesday, January 24, 2006]
joey: cowboys... making hot gay action since 1923.
self: wtf
joey: brokeback mountain hahaha
self: i know
self: why is it that the past two days, i can't open the tv, check my mail, browse wikipedia, or chat on ym without being bombarded with references to that movie -_-;
joey: this is a funny reference
joey: hahaha
self: i noticed
self: so how've you been
joey: im getting better
self: that's good to hear
joey: getting back on the horse
joey: (another cowboy ref)
joey: hahahaha
self: dang
self: that one almost got past me
self: except you had to explain it
self: alright, how about this one:
joey: dear godddd
self: heath ledger and jake gyllenhaal having hot sweaty butt sex
self: then they come together
self: right now
self: over me
self: [that makes it a threesome]
joey: i love that song
self: me too!
self: wait
don't get it? that's ok, bush doesn't either.
sige ingat.ü
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self: wtf
joey: brokeback mountain hahaha
self: i know
self: why is it that the past two days, i can't open the tv, check my mail, browse wikipedia, or chat on ym without being bombarded with references to that movie -_-;
joey: this is a funny reference
joey: hahaha
self: i noticed
self: so how've you been
joey: im getting better
self: that's good to hear
joey: getting back on the horse
joey: (another cowboy ref)
joey: hahahaha
self: dang
self: that one almost got past me
self: except you had to explain it
self: alright, how about this one:
joey: dear godddd
self: heath ledger and jake gyllenhaal having hot sweaty butt sex
self: then they come together
self: right now
self: over me
self: [that makes it a threesome]
joey: i love that song
self: me too!
self: wait
don't get it? that's ok, bush doesn't either.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 8:20 PM
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[Sunday, January 22, 2006]
i truly cannot understand why there has to be so much fanfare about his win over the clearly-underprepared morales. even his so-called unification of the filipino people is a joke. wrestlers don't win best comedy or drama performance oscars, so why is it exactly that manny pacquiao has an apparantly-popular music cd [note the dignity with which he poses for the album cover]?
it only serves to prove the desperation with which we are searching for some symbol of hope, even elevating an athlete to the status of a national hero [different from how one would honor a national treasure, which morales was for his native mexico]. at this point, the only appreciation i have for pacquiao [he has money; he doesn't need our fervent veneration] is the fact that certain politicians are lobbying to declare friday a non-working holiday, which will mean postponed quizzes in network and jprizal.
don't even ask me if a movie is in the works - you know it is.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 9:54 AM
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it only serves to prove the desperation with which we are searching for some symbol of hope, even elevating an athlete to the status of a national hero [different from how one would honor a national treasure, which morales was for his native mexico]. at this point, the only appreciation i have for pacquiao [he has money; he doesn't need our fervent veneration] is the fact that certain politicians are lobbying to declare friday a non-working holiday, which will mean postponed quizzes in network and jprizal.
don't even ask me if a movie is in the works - you know it is.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 9:54 AM
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[Friday, January 20, 2006]
during a chikaminute with one of my friends [i forget who - nowadays, rumor transcends gender], he|she mentioned the death of a certain 'escudero', who was apparantly a friend of a friend|flatmate|cousin|driver|cat|one of those. i thought nothing of it, since a) people die all the time, and b) as of last year, students die all the time.
a few hours later, chudor and i were taking our customary jeepney home, while across us, two gentlemen|ladies|officers of the federation were carrying on an animated conversation. i had been instructed by soyster to transcribe an overheard conversation, and i figured that that would more likely be it. long story short, they were discussing the controversial death of their friend 'marlon', who was, as usual, a good kid in bad company. i thought nothing of this either since a) as of last year, students die all the time, and b) students kill other students all the time.
to say the least, it was a bit unnerving to possess more than an spectator's point of view when both stories came out on the news within minutes of each other. not exactly your warm and tingly sensation.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 9:34 PM
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a few hours later, chudor and i were taking our customary jeepney home, while across us, two gentlemen|ladies|officers of the federation were carrying on an animated conversation. i had been instructed by soyster to transcribe an overheard conversation, and i figured that that would more likely be it. long story short, they were discussing the controversial death of their friend 'marlon', who was, as usual, a good kid in bad company. i thought nothing of this either since a) as of last year, students die all the time, and b) students kill other students all the time.
to say the least, it was a bit unnerving to possess more than an spectator's point of view when both stories came out on the news within minutes of each other. not exactly your warm and tingly sensation.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 9:34 PM
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[Friday, January 13, 2006]
the awardsmaster's anagrams challenges = great smasher when gamer scans all data
check out the september 2005 winner; i enjoyed that most particularly.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 12:13 AM
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[Thursday, January 12, 2006]
Paget's disease of the penis
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.
I know nothing about this Paget's disease of the penis. however I would like to point out certain things. My name IS James Paget IV, and I am a sixth year pupil at a high school in Scotland. I would just like to point out the silliness of my ancestor naming this rather embarassing illness after himself. Fair enough for the Paget's Disease of the Nipple (how many female James' are there going to be, eh?) but to name an affliction of a rather sensetive part of the male body after yourself, well that's just stupid! Thank you very much great great great grandfather.
it's one thing to be a complete neanderthal, and another to broadcast it to the rest of the world. james paget the first must be turning over in his grave.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 7:28 AM
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From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.
I know nothing about this Paget's disease of the penis. however I would like to point out certain things. My name IS James Paget IV, and I am a sixth year pupil at a high school in Scotland. I would just like to point out the silliness of my ancestor naming this rather embarassing illness after himself. Fair enough for the Paget's Disease of the Nipple (how many female James' are there going to be, eh?) but to name an affliction of a rather sensetive part of the male body after yourself, well that's just stupid! Thank you very much great great great grandfather.
it's one thing to be a complete neanderthal, and another to broadcast it to the rest of the world. james paget the first must be turning over in his grave.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 7:28 AM
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[Tuesday, January 10, 2006]
this is red monika, from joe madureira's battle chasers. chudor likes her.
just so you know, she's got bigger balls than either of us.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 2:46 PM
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just so you know, she's got bigger balls than either of us.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 2:46 PM
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[Saturday, January 07, 2006]
pb: LSS: Tumatakbo - Mojofly
self: ang lungkot ng kantang yan
pb: yeah...
pb: thats why i love it
self: ganda pa ng video
self: parang yung kid-friendly version ng hunchback of notre dame
pb: the video is quite sad...
self: that's why you love it?
pb: yes... because it's sad
self: ok, this conversation is retarded
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 12:39 AM
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self: ang lungkot ng kantang yan
pb: yeah...
pb: thats why i love it
self: ganda pa ng video
self: parang yung kid-friendly version ng hunchback of notre dame
pb: the video is quite sad...
self: that's why you love it?
pb: yes... because it's sad
self: ok, this conversation is retarded
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 12:39 AM
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[Friday, January 06, 2006]
i. network
ii. jprizal
badilles is funny enough. as kaine put it, "para akong nasa beauty parlor."
iii. mobicom
*insert witty statement concerning buttocks*
iv. graphix
v. stthes1
*insert alternate witty statement concerning buttocks*
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 10:47 PM
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ii. jprizal
badilles is funny enough. as kaine put it, "para akong nasa beauty parlor."
iii. mobicom
*insert witty statement concerning buttocks*
iv. graphix
v. stthes1
*insert alternate witty statement concerning buttocks*
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 10:47 PM
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[Thursday, January 05, 2006]
[Sunday, January 01, 2006]
self: isipan mo ko ng new year's resolution
jonat: sex
jonat: hahaha
jonat: basta shet kung maging bading ka swear uupakan kita
kat: mag ka gelpren ka na
kat: para hindi puro comsci ang career mo
how about no. try these instead:
1. i will give up drinking vodka. it gives me a hangover.
2a. i will keep my dota playing to a minimum while at school. we're going to get dsl anyway.
2b. i will not steal kills from my teammates, except if that teammate is pogz.
3. i will take my subjects seriously and actually study, once i've failed a couple of tests.
4. i will avoid going to bed in the wee hours, by not sleeping at all.
5. i will cut my hair before the end of the year.
you can't please all the people all the time. yourself is a different matter, though.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 11:20 PM
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jonat: sex
jonat: hahaha
jonat: basta shet kung maging bading ka swear uupakan kita
kat: mag ka gelpren ka na
kat: para hindi puro comsci ang career mo
how about no. try these instead:
1. i will give up drinking vodka. it gives me a hangover.
2a. i will keep my dota playing to a minimum while at school. we're going to get dsl anyway.
2b. i will not steal kills from my teammates, except if that teammate is pogz.
3. i will take my subjects seriously and actually study, once i've failed a couple of tests.
4. i will avoid going to bed in the wee hours, by not sleeping at all.
5. i will cut my hair before the end of the year.
you can't please all the people all the time. yourself is a different matter, though.
sige ingat.ü
posted by stani at 11:20 PM
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