at last my unit's been fixed and my file retained. woohoo!
so happy im back on the world of personal-impersonal-net-connection.
im so happy...kampai!
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
My birthday wish list
My birthday is coming up!!! I'll be 24 soon. huhu! i can still remember, when i was about to have my 20th bday, i was kinda sad knowing i'd be a "teen" no more...*sigh...I'm getting old and hopefully more mature...anyways, on this birthday wish list, i'm omitting the "long-life-good-health-kinda-stuff". I already know my life span will not reach the ideal age i want. Didn't Descartes once wrote - "a being is a being towards death"....and that is a statement that made me realize that birthdays are actually morbid?! waaaahhh! before i ruin the moment...here's my list.
my birthday wish list:
my birthday wish list:
- a new phone (ehehe!)
- someone to pay my power bill so i can buy a center table (*evil laugh)
- a date with johnny depp
but this guy ----> is kinda acceptable. - bavarian chocolates
- new batteries for my skype phone.
- a good book.
- center tables for my bedroom downstairs, for my bedroom upstairs, and my living room.
- fake flowers that look real for my kitchen.
- a cook!
- a luis royo art piece
- a scholarship certificate for a fine arts course.
- a good massage.
- certificates that entitles me to a diamond peel.
- a wooden-rocking-horse-toy-thingie that i can pass on to my son.
- someone to scratch my back till i fall asleep.
- breakfast at mcdonalds with everything i want, from syrup to pies to that big mcdo burger that's 5 stories high.
- seven-eleven slurpee... why oh why can't 7-11 build a store in davao?!
- steak
- ice cream and cake
- canisters
- anime manga
that's what i can think of...for now...
Nang sumali si Inday sa Deal or No
* a repost from my friendster bulletin, i was laughing hard when i read this...maka sunggo jud!
Nang sumali si Inday sa Deal or No
Deal...
Kris: Magandang gabi mga kapamilya, sa
gameshow na ito importante ang sagot sa
nag-iisang katanungang Deal or no Deal.
Ang ating player ngayong gabi ay walang
iba kundi ang fastest-rising household
service s manager na si Inday!
[ument ra si Inday at nagpalakpakan ang
mga tao]
Kris: Ok Inday, choose a briefcase.
In day: Kris, I would opt for case #4
please.
Kris: Briefcase # 4... si Sharmel.
Inday, matanong ko lang, how did you
come up with the number 4?
Inday: Oh, do you really want to know
Kris?
Kris: Oo naman. I'm sure kaya ko naman
maintindiha n yung sasabihin mo eh.
Inday: The number 4 was acquired based
on a probability distribution function
that involves integrating up to an area
greater than or equal to that random
number which should be generated
between
0 and 1 for proper distributions.
Kr is: Syet. tanong tanong pa kasi eh.
Kris: Ok Inday, choose 6 briefcases to
open.
I nday: I would opt for 7, 24, 12, 2,
15
and 20.
Kris: Wait lang Inday, usually isa isa
lang ang pagbubukas natin ng case...
Inday : Why is that? As if I can change
the outcome if we're to open a case
each
time I blurt out a number as opposed to
opening each case immediately one after
the other right?
Kris: Hayyy...babaguhin pa talaga
mechanics (bulong sa sarili).
Kris : Anwyay, di bale na lang nga...
tuloy tayo. Number 7. Natalie buksan
na!!
[Y ung audience sumisigaw ng LOWER!!
LOWER!!!]
Kris: Teka lang, bago natin buksan...
Inday, usually ang mga contestants
naten
ay sumisigaw ng "LOWER" every time
magbubukas ng case.
Inday: Kris, I guess that's not the way
I was taught in grade school. You see,
I
was taught that we should only use the
comparative form of the word or
add "ER"
to the adjective if we are comparing
two
things. And since it is only the first
briefcase that we are going to open, we
have nothing to compare it to. Am I
right?
[ natah imik ang audience at napaisip]
Kri s: Oo nga no!
Kris: Sige Natalie, Buksan mo na.
[Ang laman ng briefcase 7 ay Piso...
Palakpaka n ang mga tao]
Kris: Good start! Ano yung next case mo
ulit?
I nday: Case number 24 please.
Kris: Chloe... buksan na...
[Audien ce sumisigaw ulit ng LOWER!!
LOWER!!]& amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp;
amp; lt;br
Kris : Wait lang guys, Inday may
nabuksan
n g case baket di ka pa rin sumisigaw
ng
" Lower"?
In day: Oh my goodness Kris, how long
have you been doing this? Have you ever
encountered a value that is lower than
a
peso in this game? Tell me, is there
any
valu e left lower than the one we just
opened?
S heesh.
[Napai sip ulit ang audience at
natahimik]
Kr is: Aarrgghh!!!! Chloe buksan na
lang
nga, pati na rin yung 12, 2, 15 and 20
buksan na rin para matapos na.
[naiirita na]
[At sunod-sunod na ngang nabukas ang
mga
case ni Inday]
[nag-r ing ang phone]
Inday: Ahh Kris, to save more time can
you tell Banker that I'm not interested
in his first offer. In the history of
this game of chance, I have yet to see
someone accept a first offer from the
banker. It's quite pathetic and
pretentious for contestants to pause
and
look around the audience as if asking
for advice before ultimately rejecting
the first offer. I mean come on, isn't
that a waste of airtime?
Bank er: Potahhh!!! [narinig sa set
kahit
sara do ang kwarto ni banker]
- Ito ang unang pagkakataon na marinig
ng mga audience ang boses ni banker sa
Deal or no Deal
Nang sumali si Inday sa Deal or No
Deal...
Kris: Magandang gabi mga kapamilya, sa
gameshow na ito importante ang sagot sa
nag-iisang katanungang Deal or no Deal.
Ang ating player ngayong gabi ay walang
iba kundi ang fastest-rising household
service s manager na si Inday!
[ument ra si Inday at nagpalakpakan ang
mga tao]
Kris: Ok Inday, choose a briefcase.
In day: Kris, I would opt for case #4
please.
Kris: Briefcase # 4... si Sharmel.
Inday, matanong ko lang, how did you
come up with the number 4?
Inday: Oh, do you really want to know
Kris?
Kris: Oo naman. I'm sure kaya ko naman
maintindiha n yung sasabihin mo eh.
Inday: The number 4 was acquired based
on a probability distribution function
that involves integrating up to an area
greater than or equal to that random
number which should be generated
between
0 and 1 for proper distributions.
Kr is: Syet. tanong tanong pa kasi eh.
Kris: Ok Inday, choose 6 briefcases to
open.
I nday: I would opt for 7, 24, 12, 2,
15
and 20.
Kris: Wait lang Inday, usually isa isa
lang ang pagbubukas natin ng case...
Inday : Why is that? As if I can change
the outcome if we're to open a case
each
time I blurt out a number as opposed to
opening each case immediately one after
the other right?
Kris: Hayyy...babaguhin pa talaga
mechanics (bulong sa sarili).
Kris : Anwyay, di bale na lang nga...
tuloy tayo. Number 7. Natalie buksan
na!!
[Y ung audience sumisigaw ng LOWER!!
LOWER!!!]
Kris: Teka lang, bago natin buksan...
Inday, usually ang mga contestants
naten
ay sumisigaw ng "LOWER" every time
magbubukas ng case.
Inday: Kris, I guess that's not the way
I was taught in grade school. You see,
I
was taught that we should only use the
comparative form of the word or
add "ER"
to the adjective if we are comparing
two
things. And since it is only the first
briefcase that we are going to open, we
have nothing to compare it to. Am I
right?
[ natah imik ang audience at napaisip]
Kri s: Oo nga no!
Kris: Sige Natalie, Buksan mo na.
[Ang laman ng briefcase 7 ay Piso...
Palakpaka n ang mga tao]
Kris: Good start! Ano yung next case mo
ulit?
I nday: Case number 24 please.
Kris: Chloe... buksan na...
[Audien ce sumisigaw ulit ng LOWER!!
LOWER!!]& amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp;
amp; lt;br
Kris : Wait lang guys, Inday may
nabuksan
n g case baket di ka pa rin sumisigaw
ng
" Lower"?
In day: Oh my goodness Kris, how long
have you been doing this? Have you ever
encountered a value that is lower than
a
peso in this game? Tell me, is there
any
valu e left lower than the one we just
opened?
S heesh.
[Napai sip ulit ang audience at
natahimik]
Kr is: Aarrgghh!!!! Chloe buksan na
lang
nga, pati na rin yung 12, 2, 15 and 20
buksan na rin para matapos na.
[naiirita na]
[At sunod-sunod na ngang nabukas ang
mga
case ni Inday]
[nag-r ing ang phone]
Inday: Ahh Kris, to save more time can
you tell Banker that I'm not interested
in his first offer. In the history of
this game of chance, I have yet to see
someone accept a first offer from the
banker. It's quite pathetic and
pretentious for contestants to pause
and
look around the audience as if asking
for advice before ultimately rejecting
the first offer. I mean come on, isn't
that a waste of airtime?
Bank er: Potahhh!!! [narinig sa set
kahit
sara do ang kwarto ni banker]
- Ito ang unang pagkakataon na marinig
ng mga audience ang boses ni banker sa
Deal or no Deal
Monday, November 12, 2007
45 things a girl wants but would never ask for...
saw this on my friendster bulletin, something, more guys have to know, that's why i'm reposting it here....
45 things a girl wants but would never ask for...
1. Touch her waist.
2. Actually talk to her.
3. Share secrets with her.
4. Give her your jacket.
5. Kiss her slowly.
Are you remembering this?
6. Hug her.
7. Hold her.
8. Laugh with her.
9. Invite her somewhere.
10. Hangout with her and your friends
together.
KEEP READING
1 1. Smile with her.
12. Take pictures with her.
13. Pull her onto your lap.
14. When she says she loves you more,
deny it. Fight back.
15. When her friends say i love her
more
than you, deny it. fight back and hug
her tight so she can't get to her
friends. it makes her feel loved.
Ar e you thinking of someone?
16. Always hug her and say I love you
whenever you see her.
17. Kiss her unexpectedly.
18. Hug her from behind around the
waist.
19. Tell her she's beautiful.
20. Tell her the way you feel about
her.
One last thing you need to do to show
her you actually do mean it.
21. Open doors for her, walk her to her
car- it makes her feel protected, plus
it never hurts to act like a gentleman.
22. Tell her she's your everything -
only if you mean it.
23. If it seems like there is something
wrong, ask her- if she denies something
being wrong, it means SHE DOESN'T WANT
TO TALK ABOUT IT- so just hug her
24. Make her feel loved.
25-kiss her in front of OTHER girls you
know!!!!*
WE MIGHT DENY IT BUT WE ACTUALLY LIKE
AND KINDA WANT YOU TO TICKLE US
26-don't lie to HER.*
27-DON'T cheat on her.*
28-take her ANYWHERE she wants
29-txt messege or call her in the
morning and tell her have a good day at
work {or school}, and how much you
MISS her.
30-be there for her when ever she needs
you, & even when she doesn't need you,
just be there so she'll know that she
can ALWAYS count on you.*
ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? YOU BETTER
BECAUSE, IT'S IMPORTANT
31. Hold her close when she's cold so
she can hold YOU too.
32. When you are ALONE hold her close
and kiss her.*
33. Kiss her on the CHEEK; (it will
give
her the hint that you want to kiss
her).*
34 . While in the movies, put your arm
around her and then she will
automaticall y put her head on your
shoulder, then lean in and tilt her
chin
up and kiss her LIGHTLY.
35. Dont EVER tell her to leave even
jokingly or act like you're mad. If
shes
upset, comfort her.
REME MBER ALL THESE THINGS WHEN YOU ARE
WITH HER NEXT
36. When people DISS her, stand up for
her.*
37. Look deep into her EYES and tell
her
you love her.*
38. Lay down under the STARS and put
her
head on your chest so she can listen to
the steady beat of your heart, Link
your
fing ers together while you whisper to
her as she rests her eyes and listens
to
you .
39. When walking next to each other
grab
her HAND.*
40. When you hug her HOLD her in your
arms as long as possible*
MAKE SURE SHE KNOWS SHES LOVED
41. Call or text her at night to wish
her SWEET DREAMS*
42. COMFORT her when she cries and wipe
away her tears.*
43. Take her for LONG walks at night.
44. ALWAYS Remind her how much you love
her.*
45. sit on top of her and tell her how
much u love her and then bend down to
her face and kiss her while sitting on
her.
you'll never know when she needs
just a
lil more love
45 things a girl wants but would never ask for...
1. Touch her waist.
2. Actually talk to her.
3. Share secrets with her.
4. Give her your jacket.
5. Kiss her slowly.
Are you remembering this?
6. Hug her.
7. Hold her.
8. Laugh with her.
9. Invite her somewhere.
10. Hangout with her and your friends
together.
KEEP READING
1 1. Smile with her.
12. Take pictures with her.
13. Pull her onto your lap.
14. When she says she loves you more,
deny it. Fight back.
15. When her friends say i love her
more
than you, deny it. fight back and hug
her tight so she can't get to her
friends. it makes her feel loved.
Ar e you thinking of someone?
16. Always hug her and say I love you
whenever you see her.
17. Kiss her unexpectedly.
18. Hug her from behind around the
waist.
19. Tell her she's beautiful.
20. Tell her the way you feel about
her.
One last thing you need to do to show
her you actually do mean it.
21. Open doors for her, walk her to her
car- it makes her feel protected, plus
it never hurts to act like a gentleman.
22. Tell her she's your everything -
only if you mean it.
23. If it seems like there is something
wrong, ask her- if she denies something
being wrong, it means SHE DOESN'T WANT
TO TALK ABOUT IT- so just hug her
24. Make her feel loved.
25-kiss her in front of OTHER girls you
know!!!!*
WE MIGHT DENY IT BUT WE ACTUALLY LIKE
AND KINDA WANT YOU TO TICKLE US
26-don't lie to HER.*
27-DON'T cheat on her.*
28-take her ANYWHERE she wants
29-txt messege or call her in the
morning and tell her have a good day at
work {or school}, and how much you
MISS her.
30-be there for her when ever she needs
you, & even when she doesn't need you,
just be there so she'll know that she
can ALWAYS count on you.*
ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? YOU BETTER
BECAUSE, IT'S IMPORTANT
31. Hold her close when she's cold so
she can hold YOU too.
32. When you are ALONE hold her close
and kiss her.*
33. Kiss her on the CHEEK; (it will
give
her the hint that you want to kiss
her).*
34 . While in the movies, put your arm
around her and then she will
automaticall y put her head on your
shoulder, then lean in and tilt her
chin
up and kiss her LIGHTLY.
35. Dont EVER tell her to leave even
jokingly or act like you're mad. If
shes
upset, comfort her.
REME MBER ALL THESE THINGS WHEN YOU ARE
WITH HER NEXT
36. When people DISS her, stand up for
her.*
37. Look deep into her EYES and tell
her
you love her.*
38. Lay down under the STARS and put
her
head on your chest so she can listen to
the steady beat of your heart, Link
your
fing ers together while you whisper to
her as she rests her eyes and listens
to
you .
39. When walking next to each other
grab
her HAND.*
40. When you hug her HOLD her in your
arms as long as possible*
MAKE SURE SHE KNOWS SHES LOVED
41. Call or text her at night to wish
her SWEET DREAMS*
42. COMFORT her when she cries and wipe
away her tears.*
43. Take her for LONG walks at night.
44. ALWAYS Remind her how much you love
her.*
45. sit on top of her and tell her how
much u love her and then bend down to
her face and kiss her while sitting on
her.
you'll never know when she needs
just a
lil more love
Thursday, November 08, 2007
suicide at 12
Her name was unknown, but she got famous -- the kind of fame where you become the household talk, where everyone knows of you, the type the celebrities crave for. But she became famous not because of her talent, nor is it because of beauty, she instantly became a star when she decided to loop her neck a cord and died -- and she was only 12 years old.
She decided to take her own life because they were poor and her parents are always fighting . Before she died, she came up to her mother to ask her to let her work in the factory her mom is working for but her mom scolded her and she proceeded to go home -- hurt, sad, and possibly confused. When she died, they found her diary and inside it, they were able to read a part of her tormented soul. One entry said, that it's been a month already since she last attended school because they don't have enough money for food and transportation. Another entry was about her feelings towards her parents when they fight...She wrote she wanted to be a nurse. She wants to be the one to bring her family out of poverty.
How can one so young, feel so old?
How can one so young, at the tender age of 12, feel so depressed?
Where can one so young get enough courage to take her own life?
I am mother, and this type of news really makes me uncomfortable. When I saw the news, I immediately remembered my eldest daughter. Ever since her father and I called it quits, I've noticed a certain maturity in her. I would catch her looking at our wedding pictures and she would look so sad. She's still the vibrant little girl she was but she's started to have outbursts, she's more stubborn, and there are moments where she is just quiet. I've always brushed this aside, hoping that one day, I could explain to her why. She is just a kid...and then I heard the news. I missed her suddenly.
So how young is she really is? Maybe parents today often make the mistake of treating their children to be young than they really are. Children these days tend to grow faster, they tend to mature quickly...and thus, inspite of the fact that they may look like little angels to us, could it be that a more mature consciousness is behind their childish looks and ways? of course...we parents are just too stubborn to accept that.
Being able to understand and acting it out of understanding are two different things...Just because you understand, doesn't necessarily mean that one is rational in answering such understanding. What I'm trying to get at is that, they may understand, but they may not know how to deal with it. Thus, with the case of the twelve year old girl, she answered it by taking her own life, because she understood how hard their life is, how poor they are, how mean circumstances are...that and more she knew...but that alone didn't drive her to suicide.The fact that she knows the cruelty of living, and not knowing how to deal with it, is the real culprit. So many things have shown her that life is hard, unfair, and cruel...but nobody was there to convince her that life can also be beautiful and that it should be cherished. She didn't knew the value of living, no one taught her. And as a parent, no matter how busy we are, no matter how depressed we are, that is one lesson we should try to teach no matter what. We mold them not only with what we say to them but the life we live. And thus, to effectively teach them the good life is to show them. I'm not saying put a lot of food on the table even though you can't afford it. I'm not saying, buy all the things your children wants...all I'm saying is that, in the midst of problems and fears, we should, first, comfort our children that all that's happening that's bad and scary are all but momentary...that life is beautiful no matter what.
A hug.
A simple pat.
A conversation.
A simple praise.
Having a composed demeanor.
Being calm.
Can these really help? How can we teach something, we ourselves are having a hard time understanding too? How can we impart a lesson that is too big for them to act on but enough for them to understand the bits and pieces of it? How can we make them face life and at the same time retain their innocence...It's a double edge sword...and we might die bleeding....so how?
She decided to take her own life because they were poor and her parents are always fighting . Before she died, she came up to her mother to ask her to let her work in the factory her mom is working for but her mom scolded her and she proceeded to go home -- hurt, sad, and possibly confused. When she died, they found her diary and inside it, they were able to read a part of her tormented soul. One entry said, that it's been a month already since she last attended school because they don't have enough money for food and transportation. Another entry was about her feelings towards her parents when they fight...She wrote she wanted to be a nurse. She wants to be the one to bring her family out of poverty.
How can one so young, feel so old?
How can one so young, at the tender age of 12, feel so depressed?
Where can one so young get enough courage to take her own life?
I am mother, and this type of news really makes me uncomfortable. When I saw the news, I immediately remembered my eldest daughter. Ever since her father and I called it quits, I've noticed a certain maturity in her. I would catch her looking at our wedding pictures and she would look so sad. She's still the vibrant little girl she was but she's started to have outbursts, she's more stubborn, and there are moments where she is just quiet. I've always brushed this aside, hoping that one day, I could explain to her why. She is just a kid...and then I heard the news. I missed her suddenly.
So how young is she really is? Maybe parents today often make the mistake of treating their children to be young than they really are. Children these days tend to grow faster, they tend to mature quickly...and thus, inspite of the fact that they may look like little angels to us, could it be that a more mature consciousness is behind their childish looks and ways? of course...we parents are just too stubborn to accept that.
Being able to understand and acting it out of understanding are two different things...Just because you understand, doesn't necessarily mean that one is rational in answering such understanding. What I'm trying to get at is that, they may understand, but they may not know how to deal with it. Thus, with the case of the twelve year old girl, she answered it by taking her own life, because she understood how hard their life is, how poor they are, how mean circumstances are...that and more she knew...but that alone didn't drive her to suicide.The fact that she knows the cruelty of living, and not knowing how to deal with it, is the real culprit. So many things have shown her that life is hard, unfair, and cruel...but nobody was there to convince her that life can also be beautiful and that it should be cherished. She didn't knew the value of living, no one taught her. And as a parent, no matter how busy we are, no matter how depressed we are, that is one lesson we should try to teach no matter what. We mold them not only with what we say to them but the life we live. And thus, to effectively teach them the good life is to show them. I'm not saying put a lot of food on the table even though you can't afford it. I'm not saying, buy all the things your children wants...all I'm saying is that, in the midst of problems and fears, we should, first, comfort our children that all that's happening that's bad and scary are all but momentary...that life is beautiful no matter what.
A hug.
A simple pat.
A conversation.
A simple praise.
Having a composed demeanor.
Being calm.
Can these really help? How can we teach something, we ourselves are having a hard time understanding too? How can we impart a lesson that is too big for them to act on but enough for them to understand the bits and pieces of it? How can we make them face life and at the same time retain their innocence...It's a double edge sword...and we might die bleeding....so how?
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
brain farts, devolution, alcohol & chocolates
i have writer's block and i so much want to write about something right now.
I want to write something that is really interesting, like the soon-to-be stigmata experience of my neighbor who's been playing carpenter the whole week...just waiting for him to hit the nail on one of his palms to speed the process up -- yes, all the pounding is getting into my nerves and makes my left eye twitch.
I want to write something beautiful -- a sunset, a sunrise, or Ms. Earth contestants in their bikinis while they are frolicking.
I need something and I want it now! I need a brain fart! not the type that my partner had some years ago when we were being intimate and he called me using his ex's name. what the *&%$#!!! everytime i remember that, i wish earth would spin so hard enough to shake his brains out or a plane would crash down on him - whichever comes first.
How on earth can someone do that to someone they claim they love? And no matter how I shake my head to analyze why the hell would he call me that, I have no earthly way of explaining how stupid can one get to have a brain fart like that. But it's a fart to begin with --you cannot stop farts. It's a phenomenon that inserts itself in situations where it is not welcome, like your annoying neighbor. A phenomenon of releasing gas to give life to plants and is bound to kill your housemates in the process. I'm the housemate, now who's the plant? his ex probably.
If you look closely, fart is like alcohol. It makes one regress or if you're familiar with Darwin's theory, the evolution -- well think of it as the opposite of that. First stage is that you lose you're rationality, you scream things and you suddenly realize a vocabulary you never knew existed. You mutter gibberish and you shamelessly put urself in a center of an embarrassing spectacle of cussing and running around and being wild, which reminds me of people in politics these days. Second stage, You can't run, you stay in the corner, but you can still mutter, and you helplessly do stuff that really makes sense to you -- but seemingly weird to others, the simian stage. Third is the reptile stage, you can't stand, anymore, you crawl and wishes you know what to wish for. The last stage, you just freeze, you become a rock.
The differences between alcohol and fart (not regression and evolution) is that, first, with alcohol, you do it to yourself, with fart, you do it to others. Second, being drunk takes more time than getting farted. Third, you don't get hangover from farts...but it does makes you dizzy though.And fourth, alcohol you can avoid while there is no human possible way to avoid farting, and if ever you did, you'd have bad breath...or something.
Judging from what you have to experience if you drink, I say, chocolates is better. If one gets depressed, i say, grab a bar of chocolate than a bottle of alcohol. Chocolates can give yout he same effect as love. It can give you zits. But the best thing is, unlike your partner, it cannot nag, it doesn't have brain farts, it willingly submits itself to be bitten and chewed, plus it is always sweet. Yeah, you get fat, but it won't insult you in the face, telling you to lose weight. Unlike with your partner where you sometimes don't know what the real score is, with chocolates, you know exactly when to stop, it's either because of a toothache or you pants don't fit anymore.
Haaaay, don't mind me, I'm just being bitter.
I want to write something that is really interesting, like the soon-to-be stigmata experience of my neighbor who's been playing carpenter the whole week...just waiting for him to hit the nail on one of his palms to speed the process up -- yes, all the pounding is getting into my nerves and makes my left eye twitch.
I want to write something beautiful -- a sunset, a sunrise, or Ms. Earth contestants in their bikinis while they are frolicking.
I need something and I want it now! I need a brain fart! not the type that my partner had some years ago when we were being intimate and he called me using his ex's name. what the *&%$#!!! everytime i remember that, i wish earth would spin so hard enough to shake his brains out or a plane would crash down on him - whichever comes first.
How on earth can someone do that to someone they claim they love? And no matter how I shake my head to analyze why the hell would he call me that, I have no earthly way of explaining how stupid can one get to have a brain fart like that. But it's a fart to begin with --you cannot stop farts. It's a phenomenon that inserts itself in situations where it is not welcome, like your annoying neighbor. A phenomenon of releasing gas to give life to plants and is bound to kill your housemates in the process. I'm the housemate, now who's the plant? his ex probably.
If you look closely, fart is like alcohol. It makes one regress or if you're familiar with Darwin's theory, the evolution -- well think of it as the opposite of that. First stage is that you lose you're rationality, you scream things and you suddenly realize a vocabulary you never knew existed. You mutter gibberish and you shamelessly put urself in a center of an embarrassing spectacle of cussing and running around and being wild, which reminds me of people in politics these days. Second stage, You can't run, you stay in the corner, but you can still mutter, and you helplessly do stuff that really makes sense to you -- but seemingly weird to others, the simian stage. Third is the reptile stage, you can't stand, anymore, you crawl and wishes you know what to wish for. The last stage, you just freeze, you become a rock.
The differences between alcohol and fart (not regression and evolution) is that, first, with alcohol, you do it to yourself, with fart, you do it to others. Second, being drunk takes more time than getting farted. Third, you don't get hangover from farts...but it does makes you dizzy though.And fourth, alcohol you can avoid while there is no human possible way to avoid farting, and if ever you did, you'd have bad breath...or something.
Judging from what you have to experience if you drink, I say, chocolates is better. If one gets depressed, i say, grab a bar of chocolate than a bottle of alcohol. Chocolates can give yout he same effect as love. It can give you zits. But the best thing is, unlike your partner, it cannot nag, it doesn't have brain farts, it willingly submits itself to be bitten and chewed, plus it is always sweet. Yeah, you get fat, but it won't insult you in the face, telling you to lose weight. Unlike with your partner where you sometimes don't know what the real score is, with chocolates, you know exactly when to stop, it's either because of a toothache or you pants don't fit anymore.
Haaaay, don't mind me, I'm just being bitter.
feeling sentimental
my favorite subject in photography are people and faces. i love taking pictures of people's faces and expressions. i've found more pics to add to what i posted yesterday...so here it is, hope u guys, like it.
Monday, November 05, 2007
one.two.three.click!
it's been awhile since i've held a cam and really took a picture. well, there is the narcissistic me who clicks with my fon whenever i feel like taking a pic of myself and my friends when we are out or just fooling around the house...but to take a pic beautifully and not carelessly because what you are seeing is beautiful...i can't remember the last time. i've dug into my folders and let me share my old photos that i almost forgot i have...enjoy.
agusan children.
this pic was taken in a remote village in agusan.
the children are fromt he indigenous tribe of manobo.
we went to their village because of a project
that includes building alternative schools of
indigenous people. we have to walk half day
before we could reach our location.
her name is alex. my youngest daughter.
trying to tear her shirt even more.
perfect kiss
this pic was taken in a remote village in agusan.
the children are fromt he indigenous tribe of manobo.
we went to their village because of a project
that includes building alternative schools of
indigenous people. we have to walk half day
before we could reach our location.
her name is alex. my youngest daughter.
trying to tear her shirt even more.
perfect kiss
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