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I'd like to post about a guy whose real name is Gian.. Sometimes I like him, sometimes I don't. Gian, you...@*$$%!!!!! I hate you! Wish you'd stop suckin' on me! You're too much! I wish you'd git a life!!!!! I know you can't read this so haha! GIAN IS A FAG!
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I'm sick. Mum's sick. So I took heart and washed tha dishes. I washed mine. I washed paver's coz he's my dad. I left ma brother's dirty plate unwashed. I only felt a bit guilty. Why should I hafta wash his dishes? He could very well wash his own when when his gurlfriend dines wit us. Why won't he wash his own plate when tha gurlfriend doesn't dine wit us? Besides, if I washed all tha dishes, mum would think HE washed tha dishes for us all. Better leave his plate unwashed so he won't take credit for my dishwashin' skills.
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Sign ma guestbook, everyone! I changed my midi! Not too noisy for p.i.c. , not too dance trance for tha hottie dyke! Please click below or here an tell me wut u think of ma new sounds for ma guestbook.
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It's for William I want to be consoled. The loss of William, familiar William, does hurt after all. Not because of William himself, but because I trusted him simply. Uncaring. Unthinking. -->Margaret Atwood

Where is my post? Ugh. I swear I posted a foot-long post last Friday. Only, it seems to be missin'... where.is.it? Have I accidentally posted it on someone else's blog? Well, anyway, I'll try to recount a li'l of wut happened last week...

Last Thursday, I screamed dinosaur cheers at tha backs of the poor girls in front of us [shoot! shoot! shooooot!], I spinned myself dizzy to cheers that require only hands to spin, and still we did not win. [damn that la salle] I should have casted a spell...
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I also watched a show on cable [channel 56 -a jap. channel that reads "win" on top] where two leetle gurls were walkin' tha streets at night and luggin' behind grocery bags almost as big as them. When one of em cries, each appeases tha other but when both gurls cry, no one appeases them. [not even tha cameraman and tha translator who follows them around wit a hidden cam] When they got home, gurl one wuz like, mom, open up, we're home, and when tha mother opened it, gurl one wuz like, it was really heavy! and both gurls start bawling. Turned out t'was a show about li'l gurls goin' out and shoppin' on their own for tha first time... Goin' to tha mall and goin' home by their own wee selves. Angkyot.
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JVT is no ogre. He had no sense of dressing but he was nice. His niceness [punta lang kayo dito pag may problema kayo..] wuz his silent pleadin' for us not to do anythin that would interfere wit his palanca filled future.
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You are gettin' sleepy. Your eyes are gettin' heavy. I am drowsy from four hours of sleep. Maver entered ma room at 7 and started talkin' to ma sleepin' ass. She wouldn't stop talkin' until she saw me git up from ma bed. Why am I still awake at 3am? Because I feel guilty! Si Patricia and Ruth kasi eh!
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Where are the Axe gurls? I'm missin' em today. No gurls in skimpy black at tha Netopia today. Mebbe they realized that no one in his right mind would let somebody else put deodorant on them? How do they do it anyway? Do they approach or do they get approached? [Hey, mister! I think you stink! Can I...?] or [Hey, I forgot to put deodorant today, can you...?] And suppose that someone volunteers? Do the Axe gurls get to strip him his tee? Or do they just roll his sleeves up? Do they wash him first? Or do they put Axe deodorant over tha deodorant he used so that he'd come out of Netopia as Tha Stud Of Mixed Deodorant Smells?
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What kind of policeman would go and tell you "Nasa hitsura mo kasi na may cellphone ka eh!" [You really look like someone who has mobile!]
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Somehow, I still feel guilty.

Ma brother wuz bein' a bitch yesterday so I...
1] turned tha volume of ma stereo to tha highest notch to disturb his sleep.
2] locked ma room before leavin' tha house so that he could not come & turn it off.
3] threw his casette tape where our car's tires would surely go over before ridin' tha car &tellin' our driver to hit tha road and hurry.
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How was I supposed to know that Greenwhich doesn't accept deliveries? Last night, I call'd em up (got tha # from 114) coz i'm cravin' for a cafe blizz. So, I rattled my orders soon as someone picked up. Turns out they don't do deliveries as I said. So anyway, I was pleased when someone turned up at ma house wit ma coffee. And although it took long for him to arrive an' he was sent by way of jeep (he commuted) an' he wasn't wearin' a Greenwhich uniform an' it took time for him to gimme change coz he got it outta his wallet which he got outta his backpack pa, I was glad coz he's cute an' ma coffee came wit whipped cream. Used to be they don't serve it with whipped cream. And it tasted really good for a coffee that's worth 35pesos. Of course, I also ordered pasta and pizza so tha bill would reach P250. But i let ma demented brotha eat tha pizza coz it's only coffee I want.
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Some people who get stuck in a dilemma sing. ["Sukob na, halika na, umula't umaraw magkasama tayooo...,"] -heard from a group of guys who were stranded in tha flood wit me (tha nigga), tha control freak, and tha witch. The three of us had our own way of coping... we took pictures. in tha rain.
Other interesting creatures we encountered during tha rain:
1) a guard who thinks it's logical to keep us drowned studes from takin' refuge in our own building upon learning that tha classes are suspended.
2) a poor, sweet, slightly wet baby who stucked his lower lip out at us and grabbed ma jacket.
3) college kids who stomped their way in tha baha, splashed us in tha process, and got a scream from leidy.
We also let tha time pass by tolerating the fishball smell that would cling to us and hanging out in tha cooperative canteen while listenin' to Kathy tell stories about some acrobatic genital show in Thailand.

I was browsin' through ma friend Erick's website when I came across tha new pictures he added. Erick had devoted his photo section to pictures of our highschool friends. I was browsin' along tha pictures when I came.across.myself. Not the usual pix wherein I blend with tha gang. An embarrassingly big one. With ma name under. My complete name. Oh, well, at least may mga kadamay ako.

My bum of a brotha decided to enrich his life by wastin’ our mint callin’ up trunklines of all kinds of gameshows. Right now, the eejit annoys me wit his fist pumpin’. Said he was tryin’ to perfect his fist pumpin’ so that he’d be able to pump his fist “tha right way” to Kris Aquino’s face while simultaneously shoutin’ “Game Na!” I’d trade brothers with Pam any day. ******

Why do the ladies sellin’ sampaguita garlands on EspaÑa across Wendy’s and KFC wear heavy make-up and dress up in skimpy tops? *******

Watchin’ Carlos Agassi on TV reminds me of LA Lopez. Both makes me wanna throw my tsinelas at tha TV. *****

Contrary to what piahse and Leidy said, I am not a gangsta! I’m a nigga! So there! ****

Supposedly,the years 2000 through 2011 is lucky for Aquarians like me. Maybe that explains why I've been sick, I am sick, I'm always sick. The gentlest of all germs get to me all tha time. Like right now I'm sick again but it has nuthin' to do wit germs. I think. Do migraine attacks involve germs? *****