Thursday, November 28
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SEAN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SEAN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SEAN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SEAN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SEAN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SEAN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SEAN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SEAN!
Grabe! Pare! Twenty-two ka na!
Okey sana dahil birthday mo… Kaya lang sana magpakain naman!…
mAnLiBrE kA nAmAn!!!
MANLIBRE KA NAMAN! Yehey!!!
Tuesday, November 26
-=Tha Unkind Cat=-
I have 7 pet dogs, 6 pet cats that have about 20 pet fleas each, 3 pet roosters, 2 pet fishes, a pet lobster, and a pet rabbit. But ma fav’rite pet is Pikachu tha orange cat although I’m not sho’ if I’m his fav’rite master too. He is an okay cat. Some say the cutest. I’m not speakin’ to him today, though. Pikachu had been a bad bad pet lately. He been doin’ some pretty mean thangs to me recently. Me who rescues him from big bro’s kicks an’ me who likes him best. Wut Pikachu done is gone and went to cat heaven witout tellin’ me on a Monday morn. Ants had already gathered to feed on helpless Pikachu’s beautiful eyes which were frozen into a blank stare when I found him. Pikachu, tha cutest cat in tha world had gone and died on me. Had not even been sick tha previous day. How could a sweet cat be so unkind?
I have 7 pet dogs, 6 pet cats that have about 20 pet fleas each, 3 pet roosters, 2 pet fishes, a pet lobster, and a pet rabbit. But ma fav’rite pet is Pikachu tha orange cat although I’m not sho’ if I’m his fav’rite master too. He is an okay cat. Some say the cutest. I’m not speakin’ to him today, though. Pikachu had been a bad bad pet lately. He been doin’ some pretty mean thangs to me recently. Me who rescues him from big bro’s kicks an’ me who likes him best. Wut Pikachu done is gone and went to cat heaven witout tellin’ me on a Monday morn. Ants had already gathered to feed on helpless Pikachu’s beautiful eyes which were frozen into a blank stare when I found him. Pikachu, tha cutest cat in tha world had gone and died on me. Had not even been sick tha previous day. How could a sweet cat be so unkind?
Sunday, November 24
*Tha Attack of tha Unknown Mean Behind*
Yesterday, at our public relations class, we poor souls at tha back got our noses offended by a foul smell. ‘Twaz clearly a diarrheic smell and we look’d among ourselves to find tha culprit. Such a crass gas emitter should at least look a bit flustered. But tha faces starin’ back at us gave nuthin’ away, and so we resumed takin’ down our notes. Not five minutes had pass’d when another attack stank up tha air-conditioned room. Noses covered, we started speculatin’ on who tha stinker might be. “Baka naman sa kabilang room galling yon!” [Maybe it came from the other room], Patwee said, referrin’ to tha other class which wuz separated from us merely by a dividing window while Lucas said “Hinde, malabong sa kabila manggaling yon dahil anlayo naman nila.. ibig sabihin sa journ lang talaga galling yon!” [No, they’re seated too far apart from us.. which only mean that it came from journ –from us!] Someone else said that maybe it wuz Tanchee, tha guy to Gabby’s left for he had not been covering his nose during tha attacks [“Siguro si Tanchee yon, mukhang sya lang ang di nakakaamoy eh!] while p.i.c. thought ‘twaz Lucas. [“Lucas, anobayan! lumabas ka na kasi eh!”] I had ma own suspects but I refuse to post their names on this blog out of courtesy for ‘em. I even half-kiddingly suggested checkin’ out everyone’s behinds for stains to p.i.c. Were our noses ever reliev’d when tha waves of diarrhea plaguin’ tha mean ole farter stopp’d. ‘Guess he finally learn’d how to hold it in!
Yesterday, at our public relations class, we poor souls at tha back got our noses offended by a foul smell. ‘Twaz clearly a diarrheic smell and we look’d among ourselves to find tha culprit. Such a crass gas emitter should at least look a bit flustered. But tha faces starin’ back at us gave nuthin’ away, and so we resumed takin’ down our notes. Not five minutes had pass’d when another attack stank up tha air-conditioned room. Noses covered, we started speculatin’ on who tha stinker might be. “Baka naman sa kabilang room galling yon!” [Maybe it came from the other room], Patwee said, referrin’ to tha other class which wuz separated from us merely by a dividing window while Lucas said “Hinde, malabong sa kabila manggaling yon dahil anlayo naman nila.. ibig sabihin sa journ lang talaga galling yon!” [No, they’re seated too far apart from us.. which only mean that it came from journ –from us!] Someone else said that maybe it wuz Tanchee, tha guy to Gabby’s left for he had not been covering his nose during tha attacks [“Siguro si Tanchee yon, mukhang sya lang ang di nakakaamoy eh!] while p.i.c. thought ‘twaz Lucas. [“Lucas, anobayan! lumabas ka na kasi eh!”] I had ma own suspects but I refuse to post their names on this blog out of courtesy for ‘em. I even half-kiddingly suggested checkin’ out everyone’s behinds for stains to p.i.c. Were our noses ever reliev’d when tha waves of diarrhea plaguin’ tha mean ole farter stopp’d. ‘Guess he finally learn’d how to hold it in!
Friday, November 22
Santa is a fag?
Wuz listenin to Ernie Baron's "Knowledge is power" program on am radio [go praise our driver for his fine choice of listenin] on ma way home from school today, and a young gurl called askin' about tha origins of Santa Claus. Ernie started by makin it clear to tha gurl that Santa ain't nuthin but a myth. ['guess he thought twelve-year-olds still believe in santa] He said that Santa came from St. Nichols from Netherland.. yadda yadda.. He ended by sayin that old man Santa shuden be called Santa coz Santa is a feminine word. Baron then started havin' a debate wit himself whether Santa is a man or a woman. This fuss from a man who don't believe in Santa in tha first place. Go figure.
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Tha Hall For All Purposes
Still on tha short but long drive home: pass'd by tha hall or court for all purposes. It's in EspaÑa right across tha street from Wendy's and KFC. Today, they decided to hold taekwondo lessons there. Other times, it's a funeral. Or a meeting of some sort. Or mass. Or streetkids playin' basketball. Other times it's taekwondo lessons like I've said. Made me reminisce 'bout ma taekwondo days.. *music plays as we go back in time* That time I wuz nine. Got bored wit tha jazz lessons paver wuz makin me take where i hafta demonstrate pointin' ma toes to other studes so i ask'd pa why don't i take taekwondo like bigbro. I endured til I got a belt. Only till yellow, tha belt next to white. I quit because I really don't fancy someone else's foot goin anywhere near ma face specially if 'tis a smelly one. Also don't think 'tis fair for tha instructor to be givin' me red-belted [fourth belt] guys for sparrin' pardners even if we were of exactly tha same size and even if he's polite and says sorry for every kick I receive. Dunno which wuz worse: havin' some air knock'd outta you via kick on tha stomach, or havin' to hold tha air you breathe while endurin' a kick on tha face.
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Our new pup Corimao is slow, shy and sleepy no more! He wuz runnin like a mad dog when bro set him free from his cage and took him upstairs to us. Used to be he just runs a bit when he is taken from that smelly ol' cage of his. Bet it has sumthin to do wit his new collar wit mini bells. Think he loves listenin to tha noise he makes.
Wuz listenin to Ernie Baron's "Knowledge is power" program on am radio [go praise our driver for his fine choice of listenin] on ma way home from school today, and a young gurl called askin' about tha origins of Santa Claus. Ernie started by makin it clear to tha gurl that Santa ain't nuthin but a myth. ['guess he thought twelve-year-olds still believe in santa] He said that Santa came from St. Nichols from Netherland.. yadda yadda.. He ended by sayin that old man Santa shuden be called Santa coz Santa is a feminine word. Baron then started havin' a debate wit himself whether Santa is a man or a woman. This fuss from a man who don't believe in Santa in tha first place. Go figure.
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Tha Hall For All Purposes
Still on tha short but long drive home: pass'd by tha hall or court for all purposes. It's in EspaÑa right across tha street from Wendy's and KFC. Today, they decided to hold taekwondo lessons there. Other times, it's a funeral. Or a meeting of some sort. Or mass. Or streetkids playin' basketball. Other times it's taekwondo lessons like I've said. Made me reminisce 'bout ma taekwondo days.. *music plays as we go back in time* That time I wuz nine. Got bored wit tha jazz lessons paver wuz makin me take where i hafta demonstrate pointin' ma toes to other studes so i ask'd pa why don't i take taekwondo like bigbro. I endured til I got a belt. Only till yellow, tha belt next to white. I quit because I really don't fancy someone else's foot goin anywhere near ma face specially if 'tis a smelly one. Also don't think 'tis fair for tha instructor to be givin' me red-belted [fourth belt] guys for sparrin' pardners even if we were of exactly tha same size and even if he's polite and says sorry for every kick I receive. Dunno which wuz worse: havin' some air knock'd outta you via kick on tha stomach, or havin' to hold tha air you breathe while endurin' a kick on tha face.
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Our new pup Corimao is slow, shy and sleepy no more! He wuz runnin like a mad dog when bro set him free from his cage and took him upstairs to us. Used to be he just runs a bit when he is taken from that smelly ol' cage of his. Bet it has sumthin to do wit his new collar wit mini bells. Think he loves listenin to tha noise he makes.
Tuesday, November 19
Wut google thinks of me according to googlism here:
sunshine is lurking in tech's forecast
sunshine is golden
sunshine is delicious
sunshine is out in japan
sunshine is magic
sunshine is gonna get you
sunshine is a treasure a child will cherish forever
sunshine is by far the best late blight fungicide
sunshine is much different than what you might expect
sunshine is in need of a loving home in virginia
sunshine is an authority on breast feeding
sunshine is what mario 64 would have been like if shigeru miyamoto had less involvement
sunshine is finally complete and available in stores across the nation
sunshine is lurking in tech's forecast
sunshine is golden
sunshine is delicious
sunshine is out in japan
sunshine is magic
sunshine is gonna get you
sunshine is a treasure a child will cherish forever
sunshine is by far the best late blight fungicide
sunshine is much different than what you might expect
sunshine is in need of a loving home in virginia
sunshine is an authority on breast feeding
sunshine is what mario 64 would have been like if shigeru miyamoto had less involvement
sunshine is finally complete and available in stores across the nation
Monday, November 18
awww… michael
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Sa mga naghahanap ng “naked pictures of Carlos Agassi” na napupunta sa site ko: Pede ba? Konting taste naman! Asa pa kayong may makukuha kayo sa site ko! Picture pa! Eh di nga ako marunong maglink ng pictures!
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Sa mga friends ko naman na nagpunta nitong nakaraang loyalty day sa old school naming SJA, ‘sensya na kayo, di ako nakapunta dahil ala ako sa mood, ala akong salapi, at baka laiitin lang ako ni Danielle dahil may pimple ako na katutubo lang.
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As usual, iniwan na naman akong mag-isa ng mga kapamilya ko dito sa bahay. Punta daw silang Divisoria. Kung saan talaga sila nagpunta, ala na akong pakialam. [Ugali na ni maver ang di sabihin kung saan talaga sila pupunta para di na lang ako sumama at magbantay ng bahay.] Buti pa mga elementals! [hi, Lurecia]
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Bat ganito tong iniinom kong Sunkist apple, lasang grapes?
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Sa mga naghahanap ng “naked pictures of Carlos Agassi” na napupunta sa site ko: Pede ba? Konting taste naman! Asa pa kayong may makukuha kayo sa site ko! Picture pa! Eh di nga ako marunong maglink ng pictures!
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Sa mga friends ko naman na nagpunta nitong nakaraang loyalty day sa old school naming SJA, ‘sensya na kayo, di ako nakapunta dahil ala ako sa mood, ala akong salapi, at baka laiitin lang ako ni Danielle dahil may pimple ako na katutubo lang.
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As usual, iniwan na naman akong mag-isa ng mga kapamilya ko dito sa bahay. Punta daw silang Divisoria. Kung saan talaga sila nagpunta, ala na akong pakialam. [Ugali na ni maver ang di sabihin kung saan talaga sila pupunta para di na lang ako sumama at magbantay ng bahay.] Buti pa mga elementals! [hi, Lurecia]
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Bat ganito tong iniinom kong Sunkist apple, lasang grapes?
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Tuesday, November 12
*Ang Makatang Lelang*
Unang pagtapak ko pa lang sa bahay ng lola ko kahapon, ganito agad ang hirit niya[Lola]: “Anong nangyari dyan?” {sabay titig sa suliranin sa pagitan ng aking mga mata} Ako: “Pimple po.” Humirit ulit ang lola ko at tumula ng parang ganito: “Pag-ibig na hindi maipahayag, sa mukha’y tagihawat, sa ulo’y balakubak, sa paa’y lipak.” -Hindi ko na kinaya yon,‘la!
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Had an appointment wit ma dentist today in tha hospital where I wuz born. Haven’t been to a dentist for two years. Haven’t seen her for more than two years. Almost forgot tha smell of surgical gloves which I haven’t known I’d missed. Suppressed laughing again while she worked. Always had trouble sittin’ still. Or standin’ still. Or doin’ anythin’ still. She worked for an hour. Sealin’ teeth which had any signs of cavities. Wonder how she could handle not to laugh. Shoulda been harder for her to suppress gigglin’ than me -wut wit ma distorted open-mouthed face which distorts more as she scavenges around wit her dental tools. Wondered how ma nose –which distorts wit ma face- must’ve looked to her. T’was over soon. Told me to come back in April. Wut? No animal balloons for me this time? No reward for bein’ a good patient this year and for sittin’ still? Oh well. But that wuz some neat balloon you gave me when I wuz four. Even if I accidentally bit you. Thanx for workin’ on ma chompers, doc. =)
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Got a new bruise on ma left knee. I am tha eternal table bumper.
Unang pagtapak ko pa lang sa bahay ng lola ko kahapon, ganito agad ang hirit niya[Lola]: “Anong nangyari dyan?” {sabay titig sa suliranin sa pagitan ng aking mga mata} Ako: “Pimple po.” Humirit ulit ang lola ko at tumula ng parang ganito: “Pag-ibig na hindi maipahayag, sa mukha’y tagihawat, sa ulo’y balakubak, sa paa’y lipak.” -Hindi ko na kinaya yon,‘la!
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Had an appointment wit ma dentist today in tha hospital where I wuz born. Haven’t been to a dentist for two years. Haven’t seen her for more than two years. Almost forgot tha smell of surgical gloves which I haven’t known I’d missed. Suppressed laughing again while she worked. Always had trouble sittin’ still. Or standin’ still. Or doin’ anythin’ still. She worked for an hour. Sealin’ teeth which had any signs of cavities. Wonder how she could handle not to laugh. Shoulda been harder for her to suppress gigglin’ than me -wut wit ma distorted open-mouthed face which distorts more as she scavenges around wit her dental tools. Wondered how ma nose –which distorts wit ma face- must’ve looked to her. T’was over soon. Told me to come back in April. Wut? No animal balloons for me this time? No reward for bein’ a good patient this year and for sittin’ still? Oh well. But that wuz some neat balloon you gave me when I wuz four. Even if I accidentally bit you. Thanx for workin’ on ma chompers, doc. =)
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Got a new bruise on ma left knee. I am tha eternal table bumper.
Thursday, November 7
I had a dream. In ma dream, I wuz a child again and for some unknown reasons, ma brover had mysteriously disappeared. Somehow, I needed to be assured that I’m an only child and so I kept askin’ maver over and over again if this wuz true, and each time her answer wuz yes. I wuz happy in tha dream because tha grown-ups have given me colored marker pens of all shades, and I also have a complete set of Crayola crayons. And then I wuz chasin’ other kids on tha grass and I realized that I wuz a poor, dirty street kid. This did not seem to surprise me, as if I’ve always been a street kid and I don’t care a bit juz as long as I have ma complete set of crayons and colored pens at home. Sometimes I wish I were a child again.
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Sometimes, I have the habit of complaining about ma ex. I blame him for things that in reality had nuthin to do wit him and this is bad because friends begin to think I’m not over him yet. That he’s my “Mr. Big”. Someone I will forever love for treatin me like shit. Tha truth is I got over him long ago. There were others after him but I like blaming him. I like letting others think it’s him coz I can handle hearing how bad he is. Also, he wuz a fixture. Something certain in ma life. Certain becoz he wuz mine and so I had some rights to him as opposed to tha other uncertainties after him who doesn’t have ma rights to them and their rights to me. Like I don’t have tha right to criticize them or defend them to those who’ll criticize them. I mean I can but not as much as I’d want to without interfering personally which would otherwise be ok if they were mine. That’s why I’m pretty much repressed or I complain about ma ex.
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Sometimes, I have the habit of complaining about ma ex. I blame him for things that in reality had nuthin to do wit him and this is bad because friends begin to think I’m not over him yet. That he’s my “Mr. Big”. Someone I will forever love for treatin me like shit. Tha truth is I got over him long ago. There were others after him but I like blaming him. I like letting others think it’s him coz I can handle hearing how bad he is. Also, he wuz a fixture. Something certain in ma life. Certain becoz he wuz mine and so I had some rights to him as opposed to tha other uncertainties after him who doesn’t have ma rights to them and their rights to me. Like I don’t have tha right to criticize them or defend them to those who’ll criticize them. I mean I can but not as much as I’d want to without interfering personally which would otherwise be ok if they were mine. That’s why I’m pretty much repressed or I complain about ma ex.
Monday, November 4
Advantages of bein’ a homebody:
1) you get to wear polka dots wit plaids and brown wit blue any time you want to.
2) you save money you would’ve spent on transportation, eatin’ out, etc.
3) you easily disregard dog/cat hairs on your clothes.
4) you get fairer by stayin’ outta tha sun.
5) countin’ tha holes on yer mum’s duster dress serves as an amusement.
6) you could have a bad hair day everyday for all you care.
Disadvantage of bein’ a homebody:
1) you run & hide in tha safety of yer room pretendin’ to be asleep/away/sick when a visitor arrives.
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I have tha habit of talkin’ in ma sleep sumtimes. That’s why when ma bro [who sleeps in tha other room] mentioned to ma ‘rents that I sometimes talk all by ma’self at night {“Ayan, nagsasalita mag-isa pag gabi”}, I dunno if he’s talkin’ about ma sleepin’ habit or if he’s teasin me about tha dropcall conversations I have wit a friend some nights.
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Piss’d that he couldn’t watch his fave game shows, paver told maver that I wuz watchin’ an X movie. He went,”Ya, o! Nanonood ng bold!” {Come here quick! She’s watching an x-rated movie!} to ma mum. Funny how we Filipinos refer to scenes that feature naked or semi-naked human beings as “bold”. The vcd I wuz watchin’ wuz Pam’s Picture Perfect vcd, and tha scene paver wuz referrin’ to wuzn’t even a sexy scene. ‘Twuz Jennifer Aniston when she wuz lyin in her bed alone talkin’ to Nick who wuz in a diff’rent room. Tha scene didn’t even suggest that they might be goin’ to bed anytime soon. And Aniston wuz juz wearin’ a regular nightgown. There were more appropriate scenes when ma paver could’ve complained. Like when Jennifer wuz in bed wit Kevin Bacon. Or right at tha start of tha movie when Jen wuz about to do it wit a guy in her living room. Guess I should be thankful paver didn’t see those. It wuz a pretty good movie wit tha right amount of sap romantic movie suckers like me enjoy.
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We have a new pup. Ma bro’s gf gave him to us. Its face is black so that we can’t quite distinguish where his eyes are –which are also black. Paver gave him a bath today after brover took one whiff at him and said that puppy is “amoy saging” [has a banana smell].
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Found out that ma Chinese name is Xun Xuan Nuo. Wanna get yours? Then go!
1) you get to wear polka dots wit plaids and brown wit blue any time you want to.
2) you save money you would’ve spent on transportation, eatin’ out, etc.
3) you easily disregard dog/cat hairs on your clothes.
4) you get fairer by stayin’ outta tha sun.
5) countin’ tha holes on yer mum’s duster dress serves as an amusement.
6) you could have a bad hair day everyday for all you care.
Disadvantage of bein’ a homebody:
1) you run & hide in tha safety of yer room pretendin’ to be asleep/away/sick when a visitor arrives.
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I have tha habit of talkin’ in ma sleep sumtimes. That’s why when ma bro [who sleeps in tha other room] mentioned to ma ‘rents that I sometimes talk all by ma’self at night {“Ayan, nagsasalita mag-isa pag gabi”}, I dunno if he’s talkin’ about ma sleepin’ habit or if he’s teasin me about tha dropcall conversations I have wit a friend some nights.
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Piss’d that he couldn’t watch his fave game shows, paver told maver that I wuz watchin’ an X movie. He went,”Ya, o! Nanonood ng bold!” {Come here quick! She’s watching an x-rated movie!} to ma mum. Funny how we Filipinos refer to scenes that feature naked or semi-naked human beings as “bold”. The vcd I wuz watchin’ wuz Pam’s Picture Perfect vcd, and tha scene paver wuz referrin’ to wuzn’t even a sexy scene. ‘Twuz Jennifer Aniston when she wuz lyin in her bed alone talkin’ to Nick who wuz in a diff’rent room. Tha scene didn’t even suggest that they might be goin’ to bed anytime soon. And Aniston wuz juz wearin’ a regular nightgown. There were more appropriate scenes when ma paver could’ve complained. Like when Jennifer wuz in bed wit Kevin Bacon. Or right at tha start of tha movie when Jen wuz about to do it wit a guy in her living room. Guess I should be thankful paver didn’t see those. It wuz a pretty good movie wit tha right amount of sap romantic movie suckers like me enjoy.
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We have a new pup. Ma bro’s gf gave him to us. Its face is black so that we can’t quite distinguish where his eyes are –which are also black. Paver gave him a bath today after brover took one whiff at him and said that puppy is “amoy saging” [has a banana smell].
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Found out that ma Chinese name is Xun Xuan Nuo. Wanna get yours? Then go!
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