P. and G. had been bloggin’ about unexpected visits and appearances lately, and in the spirit of Halloween, I’ve decided to blog about mine today.Ma encounters wit tha unknown had so far been very limited. As an infant, ma bro told maver that a dwarf named Goldie, who is ma bro’s playmate had apparently pinched me, inducing a high-pitched wail from me. This, as you could see, is not a very convincing story since it is most likely that ma bro is just passing the blame for his infancy abuses on me. As of now, I had no memories of that occurrence whatsoever. I had always heard stories about tha spirits inhabiting our house. There’s that dwarf story of ma lunatic bro [Ma said he had a total of three dwarf friends named Poldo, Portia, and Goldie tha mischief maker.], Sightings of someone dressed in white by previous boarders and by our maid. Maver’s story of the invisible gate knocker. Ma aunt be-friending a white lady shortly before havin’ an epileptic attack. Ma cuzin complainin of bein’ tapped on tha shoulder while sleepin’ alone in.. (gulp).. this room. Another one of a different aunt havin’ sumkinda encounter in tha same room. Tha most recent one a week ago when ma woke up to discover someone hunched over in one of our sofa chairs. Me? Haven’t had any experiences so far until about a month ago when I heard 4 short, quick raps on tha wall in this room. Tha other side of that specific wall is an empty bodega room. And then earlier on, an experience about four months ago, around 3am when I suddenly heard a woman singing in a very lively and quite loud voice somewhere at ma left. I doubt it to be one of our boarders since no one could dare sing in that loud a voice at that ungodly hour in consideration of tha 44 other inhabitants all sleeping that night. I did not look for fear of wut I’ll find. Before that, I haven’t been getting even a peep from tha house spirits… Guess they took some time warming up to me first. What I think is that they reach me mostly in ma sleep, if not in person. The times when I get nightmares every night could be those instances. Ma dreams aren’t necessarily about ghosts and goblins. They vary, but they’re nightmares just tha same. I imagine that since we travel to tha third dimension when we sleep, they could easily join me and create ruckus whenever they want to. Just recently, after tha night-singing episode, I’ve decided to name tha house spirits. I’ve imagined there are three of ‘em in ma room. Spirits that are especially active at night in ma sleep. Two ladies named Lurecia and Gretch, and a guy named Drindl. Sometimes, when some of ma things get lost, when I just had a nightmare, and when I’m plain bored, I talk to them on ma mind. I figured out that since K mentioned sumthin’ about talkin’ to spirits bein’ dangerous, then it should not hurt to talk to ‘em in ma mind. [after all, spirits can’t read minds, can they?] I just hope they don’t read blogs. I imagine Lurecia to be tha one who’s fond of me, tha one who sorta protects me if she can help it, and Gretch to be the wretched one, kinda tha one who makes all nightmares possible. Maybe she’s tha one whom Lurecia protects me from. Drindl would be the passive one. Someone who’s barely not there. {Oh.my.gawd. I have turn’d into tha kind of lunatic person who had elves for friends!} I’d like to think I have not. All three spirits are figments of ma sembreak mode brain. It is just, after all, an attempt to name tha nameless.
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Love these songs.

Ma brover as we were walkin’ home from church: “Parang gusto kong kumanta. Gusto kong kumanta sa harap ng maramng tao!” [I feel the sudden urge to sing in front of a big audience.]
g.f.: “Eh di kumanta ka ngayon!” [Why don’t you try singing now?]
me: “O kaya kanta ka sa videoke bars! [Or try going in a video bar.]
bro: “Hinde, gusto ko yung may nagda-drums. Sa isang special t.v. show, hinde lang sa videoke bars. Matagal ko nang gustong ilabas tong special talent kong to eh!” [No, I wanna sing someplace where someone would play the drums to my singing, like in a special t.v. show. I had waited so long for this moment to come when I could unleash this special talent of mine.]
bro{upon becoming aware of his g.f.’s doubtful looks casted on him}: “Ano, wala ka bang tiwala sa talent ko?” [Don’t you have faith in my talent?]
g.f.: “Wala talaga!” [Not an ounce!]
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Ang kyot ng alaga naming chicks -->they're startin' to grow crowns except dun sa babaeng chick.. three are male chicks. only one is a female. The chicks are acquired by ma bigbro and ma cuzin when they went to MegaMall last month. [Givin' away chicks seem to be a promo to sell a specific brand of chicken feed, sumkinda have-a-free-chick-and-buy-our-product-to-keep-the-chick-alive gimmick.] I won't even attempt to link an image of any chick coz hinde talaga aco marunong mag-link ng pictures or images! Chamba lang yun sa Ericsson sa baba! *Ugh*
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Here are sum interestin search engine queries that lead to ma blog:
1)"is a fag" home high school.
2)ateneo cheer chant.
3)pam and erick's wedding pictures. [i have friends named pam and erick but they dunno each other!]
4)pictures of siopao.
5)axe deodorant pictures.
6)soleil aquino. [i know i once had a crush whose last name's aquino but i never posted about acquirin his last name!]
7)full name of carlos agassi. [now, who wud wanna know that?]
8)pictures of carlos agassi. [now, who wud want that?]
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There is such a thing as a white cockroach pala. Wuz about to take a bath tha other week when I came face to face wit tha albino “ipis”. Thought it wuz sumkinda butterfly at first. Didn’t want it in tha bath wit me so I scream’d and ask’d paver to take tha strange white insect away. Paver seem’d pleased wit it, and so he took out an old mayonnaise jar and lured tha white roach in. Then paver, brover, and me gathered to take a closer look at it. At closer inspection, we saw that it really wuz a medium-sized ‘roach. Ma brover marveled at how beautiful it is, even its li’l legs bein’ a white almost transparent color. Ordinarily, I get hysterical everytime I see a ‘roach but I’m willin to make a concession for white ones in jars. I think paver wanna keep it as a pet since he said it’ll bring us goodluck. And I thought I also heard him mutter sumthin about buyin’ a lottery ticket later on. He had put bits of dog food in tha jar for tha white ‘roach to feed on before securin’ tha jar’s lid –which had holes he drilled in so tha albino “ipis” cud breathe. Tha white ‘roach wuz only forgotten when we left tha house and went to an SM mall. T’waz night already when we return’d and paver had bought his lottery ticket and then we remember’d to check on tha white roach. We were horrified to see that it has turn’d into ordinary, disgusting brown color. “Kadiri! Pakawalan niyo na yan & patayin!” {Eew! Let it go and kill it!},were ma instant words at seein ma old enemy, tha brown ‘roach. But maybe paver thought that wouldn’t be fair [kinda like cockroach racism], and so he did not release tha ‘roach. But he did relocated tha jar to a forgotten place where it wuz outta sight. Dunno if tha poor discriminated creature lived, think our maid threw him, jar and all in tha trash. Found out one thing: I’m a cockroach racist.
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I stand corrected on ma last post... Lei did not kiss Leidy's bigbro Paul. She almost did. Sowee, lei!
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Check out these phones which has GPRS. Ericsson T68 and Nokia 7210. So wut'z tha difference between phones which has WAP and phones wit GPRS? Well, according to ma mobile crazy big brover, while both connect to tha internet, WAP phones charge you even while you're in tha process of connectin', while GPRS don't charge you any cent at all so you could surf away all you like. Wit GPRS, you only git charged when you send e-mails. WAP= ma phone. GPRS= pammy's phone, brover's phone.

[Tha Post Dedikeyted To Ol Flips]
Lagnat. Sipon. Ubo. Kelan ba aco tatantanan ng mga mikrobyo? Pinakain tuloy aco ni maver ng apple na lasang singkamas. At kelangan ko na naman uling magpatak ng gamot sa tenga para di na sumakit. Alam ko reklamador aco. Buti na lang pede ko nang tigilan yun para sa ilong. Pati yung para sa bibig, di ko na muna kelangan kaya binigay ko na lang kay maver kase madalas syang magka-asthma. Reklamador talaga aco lalo na pag may sakit kase spoiled brat aco {sabi ni pi-ay-si}. Kahapon nga, galing kami ng church, eh anlayo kaya ng church sa bahay namin kaya labag sa loob kong maglakad pauwi. Naisip ko yun habang iniintay ko si maver magbihis before kami umuwi. Eh usually, binibigyan ni maver si brover ng pamasahe para di na siya maglakad pauwi. Bale, binibigyan siya ni maver ng pan-traysikel na pang-dalawa kase kasabay niya palagi gerlpren niya. [Isip: iintayin kong bigyan ni maver si brover ng pamasahe, pag binigyan niya, magrereklamo aco na ayoko ring maglakad, at mas may excuse aco dahil maysakit aco.] Kaso, hinde nag-alok ng pamasahe si maver kay brover dahil ala pala syang barya. Siyempre, nagpilit aco na sumakay pa rin kami {hingi pamasahe kay paver}. Ang init kaya non, eh tanghaling tapat yon eh! Mamaya, mahimatay pa aco sa init,diba?
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Bakit ba lagi na lang may nag-i-interpretative act/dance ng "Baliw" {Sino ang dakila? Sino ang tunay na baliw?} at may nagsasayaw ng hawaiian {Pearly Shells} sa mga beauty contests?
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[English ulet]
Last Thursday at Pammy's boithday pahtee, I've realized that I have a pretty strong threshold for booze. By midnight, leidy wuz throwin up in tha john, ma pardner in crime wuz gettin pink in tha cheeks, and lei wuz kissin' leidy's big bro and had imprecise steps to her walk. [Quotin’ ma paver: “Bakit pa-ekis-ekis maglakad yung kaibigan mo?”] Meanwhile I, who had drunk 1 black Russian (tamed wit ice), 2 big gulps of slimed sex (tastes like margarita), 3 sips of margarita, 2 sips of hot sex (spiked milk), 1 and 1/2 shots of Cuervo, and 2 glasses Asti, wuz not throwin up, not lookin' pink in tha cheeks, not kissin' anyone's brotha, and walkin' straight. Not until I came home to tha safety of ma room, anyway. Then tha world began to spin....
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now that sembreak's here, i kinda mis'd tests so.. here's yet another test...

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My fave sandals has been missin’ for three days now and I am goin’ paranoid wit frustration. That shoes has been wit me for two years. It is my most comfy semi-tsinelas which I can wear out. I’ve searched every inch of ma house and… IT IS CLEAR THAT IT’S NOWHERE IN THE HOUSE. I’m goin’ paranoid that I begin to suspect everyone.
Like:
Ma maver {“Buti nga yun ang nawala lumang- luma na yun eh!”} ->that old piece of trash happen to cost me P700+ when I bought it. I suspect that she threw it away. Ma maver always had a knack for throwin or givin away thangs I like. Ma fave shorts, for instance. I have all of 5 fave one-of-a-kind unusual pairs when I wuz a kid and I didn’t bought em all at once. It wuz hard findin’ each one of em, so imagine tha look on ma twelve-year-old face when I came home one day to find ma twin cousins wearin’ one each –and- PINAMBAHAY LANG NILA. Dear maver easily discarded them beloved shorts of mine [all 5 of em] to tha twins ‘coz “ala na silang masuot pambahay” and as goin away gifts since they’re goin’ home tha next day.
Anyway, on to tha next suspect…
Our new maid ->just took it and made a dash for her room.
Our boarders ->one of ‘em could have faked a phone call as excuse to go to our house, easily slipped it on and made a run towards their place.
Ma brover ->he hid it out of pure spite.
This is silly. But still… WHO’D WANT MA SMELLY OLD SHOES? Callin’ ma Suki shoes, left shoe and right … please come out and be found by me already! I’m getting’ blisters wit ma other shoes!

Which Piercing are you?

Yay! Sembreak!
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Ma friend has been complainin’ that I haven’t been updating ma blog lately. But I do. I update ma blog regularly –tha private one. . .;-)
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Last day of school had Patwee wonderin’ why tha day felt just like an ordinary one. In fact, “sad” is tha word she used to describe tha day. It seemed students were in no hurry to get away from school to a place where they could chill. I would have thought it to be an ordinary day too, if it weren’t for tha white scraps of reviewers triumphantly strewn all over tha place.
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Ma bigbro is such a nuisance! About a week or two ago, I checked to see why it took so long for ma bathwater to boil on tha stove only to find out that ma kettle had been removed and replaced with someone else’s boilin’ kettle. I had been hopin’ to get to school on time. And so I replaced ma kettle &went to complain to ma maver for bringing him into tha world. And instead I got tha you-should-be-as-nice-to-your-bro-as-you-are-to-your-friends speech mothers give. And although bro’s li’l prank diden bother me much and neither did maver’s speech, I suddenly think back on occasions when maver gives his firstborn more food, more money, more thangs, and I know mum loves him more. And sometimes every other sentence outta ma mouth directed at ma mum has double meanings and is tinted wit jealousy over ma bro, and now that I think about it, every other sentence outta ma maver’s mouth, on tha other hand has double meanings tinted wit jealousy over ma bigbro’s gurl.

The other day's game shoulda wiped out the smug-lookin' expressions off them proud La Sallian faces. I actually have a crush on one of the Green Archer players. Still, I'd rather root for Ateneo than hear another word of La Sallian praise from tha stupid, biased, muthafucka emcees of the UAAP championship game last Sat. Oh, and I also believe I caused some form of misery on ma ex by rootin' for his school's rival.
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Watched "About A Boy" tha other day on vcd and noticed sumthin'. Banlag si Hugh Grant. Just look at him below.

His eyes don't seem to focus. Like they're lookin' at two things at tha same time. HUGH GRANT HAVE SEPARATED EYES. Buti pa si Justin Chambers {just watched Pam's The Wedding Planner vcd}.Has better, gorgeous lookin' eyes.