QUOTE FOR THE DAY

Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.

~Lynda Barry

TYPICAL DEPRESSION

Well. . .

T'was a nice day...

woke up at about 3p.m. read a book then ate chocolates for breakfast. . .

go to the computer and do some nonsensical stuffs. . .

got bored. . .

ate an advance dinner???

went to the PC again. . .

got bored again. . .

read books again. . .

got tired reading. . .

Went to my bestfriends house. . .

Stayed for a while. . .

Went outside. . .

Played DOTA. . .

Won and lost. . .

But it's ok. . .

Went home at 5 a.m. . .

got nothing to do. . .

posted a nonsense. . .

And went to sleep. . .

Typical day. . .

I survived. . .

again. . .

QUOTE FOR THE DAY

"One needs to be slow to form convictions, but once formed they must be defended against the heaviest odds."

~Gandhi

MY DILLEMA

-

To Be right or to be happy?

When one door of happiness closes, another one opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened to us.

~ Helen Keller

The Great Cornholio

This one is a classic Love it!

California Moonlights

...

Mood lights and Sleepless nights,

Neath' this Moonlights.

Sheets soaked with tears,

My pillow hearing whispers of my deepest fears,

Of you with him and myself here,

Hoping my dreams weren't real.

It's Summer here but it's still cold,

but never colder than my thoughts.

freezing and piercing,

numbing and biting.

This feelings embracing my conscience with regrets,

like an ancient nail driving into my skull,

getting in my head and leaves me dead.

Theres only one thing to do,

To make days go faster bringing me closer back home

and be with you;

Sleep all day,

Sleep all night,

Stare at the ceiling praying,

that in my dreams i'll see you.

QUOTE FOR THE DAY

Money and Sucess don't change people; they merely amplify what is already there.

~Will Smith

Sa Kalsada

San diego. . . Subdivision

Iyan ang Street namin ng mga pinsan ko. teritoryo namin ang buong kalsada,
Dito ako lumaki at natuto kung papano maging bata. Di mawawalan ng nagtataya-tayaan,
nagpapatintero, nagdadampa, nag chi-chineese garter, nag Po-pog, Nag te-text (yung cards wala pang cellphone nun.) at nagtutumbang preso.

Meron ding mga tambay na nagbabasketball, mga adik na nagkakara krus, mga mamang nag iinuman at mga nanay na nag tsi-tsismisan.

Tipikal na kalsada ang San Diego, kung saan makikita mo ang sari saring tao.

Mayaman, Mahirap, Mahirap na mayaman at Mayamang mukhang mahirap.

Tandang tanda ko pa noon ang almusal ko ay cheesebread at fruit juice, minsan bibili ako ng monay sa tindahan at palalagyan ko ng peanut butter na palaman. Sa puno naman kung saan sinusungkit ko ang di mabilang at nagpupulahang alatiris at pag nakarami isa isa itong sisipsipin pero mas masarap sipsipin ang alatiris na binabad sa tubig at pinalamig sa freezer may halong tamis at kilig. dito rin sa Caloocan ko natikman ang
mapait at malagkit at lasang ewan na HAIRGEL. . . ewan ko kung bakit ako nakakain ng hairgel noon. Kala ko kasi nung bata ako lahat ng makulay ay masarap, hindi pala.

Doon ko rin natutunan mag bisikleta at mapadpad sa kung saan-saan, Mamingwit ng butete at manungkit ng mga alatiris. Masaya kaming magpipinsan dahil sa harap lang ng bahay ng mayaman kami ng pi-picnic... ang ganda kasi ng hagdanan niya gawa sa marmol at makikinis na bato, dun namin nilalatag ang mga gamit na dyaryo at mga plati platito, maghihiwa ng mga pastilyas at keso mga tinapay at red balls, pagsasalusaluhan namin to tapos pag may natira itataob namin ang sidecar at gagawa ng stall ng tindahan... kung saan sisingilin namin ang mga batang paslit ng dos at piso sa bawat hiwa ng pastilyas at yema.

Namimiss ko na ang munting lugar na iyon sa Caloocan. Kaya laking paninibago ko nung lumipat kami ng Cainta noong bandang 1998. Walang kakilala at kinakailangan pang maghanap ng mga bagong kasama at kalaro, nakakalungkot pero wala akong magagawa.

nagpapasalamat nalang ako na atleast naranasan ko kung pano maging tunay na bata.

Nalilipasan ng gutom, nagiging burot sa patintero, natatakot sa mga manananggal at sa mga bumbay, hinahabol ng walis tingting o walis tambo, nahuhulog sa kanal, hinahabol ng mga asong askal, nasasagasaan ng jeep na dumadaan, at ang da best ay maging leader ng magpipinsan at ako lagi ang bidang si RED 1!

Sa Palengke

Tandang-tanda ko pa noong bata ako, madalas akong kasama ng lola ko sa palengke,
siya namimili ng kung ano-ano at ako naman tong kanyang sidekick na nakabuntot palagi,
dadaan kami sa makikipot na daan ng DIVISORIA o di naman kaya sa PAJO market, depende
sa trip niya. Sisiksik kami sa mga taong parang langgam na nagkakasalubong sa sikip ng daanan,
unang pasok moy maputik, pag nakasurvive ka sa palengkeng iyon na walang dinadalang putik hangang sa pag-uwi mo isa ka nang MESSIAH.

Sari-saring amoy ang malalanghap may malansang isda, bulok na gulay, amoy ng karneng naka bigti sa mga hook at alambre, halimuyak ng mga kargador at ang overall scent ng palengke.

Lumaki ng ilang sentimetro ang aking braso dahil sa pagbubuhat ko ng bayong ni lola, minsan di ko waring maisip kung makatarungan bang pagbuhatin ang isang "malnourised" na batang tulad ko ng bayong na tutumbas na sa dobleng bigat ng katawan ko. pero ok lang atleast bago matapos ang pamamsyal ng lola ko sa palengke ay ibinibili niya ako ng kakanin at konting laruan o sitsirya na nasa daan.

Sasakay kami sa "OLD SCHOOL" na bisikleta at uuwi sa kaniyang bahay. Doon ko nalaman ang pinagkaiba ng kaliwa at kanan at ng liko dyan sa kanto. ( kung di mo alam kung kaliwa ba o kanan o tinatamad ka lang.)Pagbaba ng bahay isa isang ilalapag sa kalsada ang pinamili namin at babayaran ang bisikleta, bubuhatin ang mga bit-bit papasok ng bahay at i didiskarga isa-isa, pero hindi ko na trabaho yon dahil lalabas na ako ng bahay para makipaglaro sa mga pinsan ko. Pag napagod at nagsawa na sa kakalaro papasok na muli ako ng bahay at kakainin ang mga kakanin habang nakahiga sa sofa at unti unti akong papatayin ng pagod at magigising nalang sa bunga-nga ng lola kong tila BOGA sa lakas na nagsasabing .

"TANGHALI NA BIEN BUMANGON KA DIYAN AT KAKAIN NA TAYO!"

†FIN†

SO BE IT MWAHAHAHAHA!

Your results:

Blessed with smarts and power but burdened by vanity

You are Dr. Doom

Dr. Doom
68%
Apocalypse
67%
The Joker
64%
Magneto
60%
Riddler
58%
Catwoman
53%
Green Goblin
52%
Lex Luthor
50%
Poison Ivy
48%
Juggernaut
48%
Mystique
48%
Two-Face
48%
Dark Phoenix
45%
Venom
39%
Mr. Freeze
37%
Kingpin
33%

Click here to take the Supervillain Personality Quiz

PROBLEM SOLVED

PWEDE BA?

Pwede bang tanungin ang isang SPECIAL CHILD ng ganito?

Ikaw bords?! anu Ispisyalti mo?!

Go bordZ! ! !

QUOTE FOR THE DAY

"Time Does not change us. it unfolds us"

~ Max Frisch

If we don't change direction soon, we'll end up where we're going.

Sa araw-araw kong paglakad sa Mga Kalsada at eskinita ng Morayta at Mendiola

Sari Saring Rally ang Nakikita ko...

Mga Estudyanteng Mula pa sa ibang lupalop na may hawak na Banner,

Mga Manong At Manang Na May Dalang Placard,

Sandamukal na taong nakaupo at nakikinig sa iisa o iilang nasa ibabaw ng sasakyan o entablado at may hawak na megaphone,

Mga naguusyosong mga dumadaan,

Mga Tindera ng Yosi at Gulaman na masayang masaya dahil malakas ang benta gawa ng maraming tao.

. . . Iisa ang isinisigaw nila GOBYERNO, PROBLEMA, SYSTEMA at ang paulit ulit na PUTANG INA! at ang mga kamag anak pa nitong MURA.

nakakasawa. . .

parang paulit ulit na eksena sa pelikula kung saan magchi-chikahan at mag mumurahan muna si Bembol Rocco at Eddie Garcia Bago magpatayan sa mga baril na wala man lang kasahan. . .

Eto nalang ang nasa isip ko tuwing nakakakita ako ng ganito. . .

Alam ba ninyo ang pinagsasasabi ninyo?

Ilang pursyento ng ipinaglalaban ninyo ang nauunawaan niyo?

mga putang-ina ninyo!!!. . . tumabi kayo sa daan ko ma le-late nako sa klase ko!

LABELS

ROCKERS,

HIP-HOPERS,

GOTHS

AND EMOS.

Don't label me!

HIPPIES,

PLAYERS,
CONIOS,

and GETTHOS.

Don't you ever label me!

TRASHER,

GRUNGES,

RASTAS and

GANGSTAS!

Dont you dare label me!

The world is Full of wannabes,

You are all just posers sticking labels to your faces and dresses.

Making your own society of insanity,

masking your anonimity. . .

Im a human being and i'm unique

A free soul is what we all should be,

and thats what you should call me.

So please don't label me.

~Vn

UNJUST

It's now or never,

Dreams Shatter, Vows Torned,

Gray Skies and Bloody rivers starts to form.

Cold Summer nights and The Silence of December...

Unspoken words, hidden Grudges

Will we ever learn?

Painfull . . .

Continuous . . .

Progressing. . .

Never ending. . .

A dream of better life,

But can't get out alive.

Oh life. . .

Sweet yet Bitter!

Flames of pride,

Fumes of lust.

To feel pain is a must,

Life is unjust.

~ ENTER JANUARY SUNSETS ~

1:28 am. . .

May pasok nanaman bukas este' mamaya pero gising padin ako...

Can't do anything dahil di naman ako inaantok...

Disrupted ang Biological clock ko.

Supposed to be ang gising ko is 8 - 10 on average.

But now im waking up at the Oddest hours of the day...

2 O'clock in the afternoon?! For Craps sakes!?! i'm missing half of the day. . .

Maybe thats what you deserve when you sleep around 4 am or when the sun had already risen. . . .

I like going to school than staying at home where you got :

+ nothing to do

+ Parents yelling at you

+ No allowance

+ No girlfriend

+ No ger-ger ( hehe )

= [>_<]" . . . resulting to more . . .(X_X)#

well. . . on the brighter side, atleast I got to spend some of my free time with my friends... (my true friends that is)

Well Holidays are over and Everything is Expected to go back into their own proper places. . . I HOPE.

"You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation. " ~ Plato

Addicted to the game Again. . .

T'was the first thing I did outside the house with my friends for the very first day of the year. . .

DEFENCE OF THE ANCIENTS = D.O.T.A. (for those who doesn't know)

Is A Basic Game Consisting of 10 Players, 5 on each team which is divided as the SCOURGE and the SENTINEL.

Each player Must pick an individual HERO/CHARACTER to match the opposing team.

When the clock reaches @ exactly 1:30 game clock the CREEPS will Spawn this will be the first wave of creeps, as well as the opponents creeps.

there are 3 lanes TOP, MID, BOTTOM and every lane has its 3 towers which will be your Strongholds if defended affectively.

So basically the OBJECTIVES of THE GAME IS SIMPLE KILL THE OPPONENT AND CRUSH THEIR MAIN TOWER which is THE WORLD TREE (for the SENTINELS) and THE FROZEN THRONE (for the SCOURGE)

For me this game requires a lot of PATIENCE, PERSEVERANCE, CRITICAL THINKING, MANIPULATION, DECEPTION and COUNTER THINKING. . . and money? hehe

Nuff' about the Explaining shit. . . -_-"

Now the Million Dollar Question . . .

WHY DO I PLAY THIS GAME?

. . .SIMPLE. . .

TEAMPLAY. . .

STRATEGY. . .

VICTORY. . .

TO KILL BOREDOME. . .

AND SIMPLY JUST TO HAVE FUN. . .

†

~ 2008 ~

Didn't Feel the New Year Air

Though The Smoke and Fumes Kills me. . .

COUGH! COUGH! COUGH! DEYM!

MY OBJECTIVES THIS NEW YEAR?

• STAY IN MY OWN SKIN
• EAT MORE
• SLEEP MORE
• FIND A JOB
• FIND A SPORT TO MASTER . . .
• SAVE MONEY
• QUIT SMOKING

Im not sure about the last one but I'll try . . . ^w^

Eat your hearts out . . .

Pleasure turns to pain,
of the lessons learned from the strain

,of the questions burned in my brain, about wether love is humane in it's touch

these thoughts are like salmons swimming upstream in the tears of your deceit

fighting the current.

A hurt that kills more than is created by the chaos of our intertwined emotions
chaotic because the anchor of Eros' arrow has been plucked from the vessel of my undying infatuation, separation not as simple as the distance between us.

My mind no longer possesed by the demons that had been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies, the seed of these lies rooted so deeply they have cracked the foundation of what we once shared allowing the faith in us I had sealed inside to gush out like a river ripping the image of our future together.

from my thoughts as violently and as brutally as if it were a child being taken from his mothers arms.

I'm left surrounded in darkness but I refuse to be swallowed by it.
my loneliness like the night air, invisible to the eye,

obvious to the touch in its cold uncomfortableness, yet if I could do it all over again

I'd do it in the same skin im in.

To lay down and let love die, Just stay down and let love lie?
no...no Not I.

I'll stay around and let love fly even though I have seen its darkest form, Deceit.

Nothing else could taste this warm or feel this sweet

from the movie ~ATL