Okay. ayoko na nito. ang laking kabobohan ko na binasa ko pa yung blog ng may blog paano kasi inadd-add ako tapos nasa notifications. kaya dinelete ko na lang. para wala nang katarantaduhang nagaganap.
kung ang isang tao ay naghihintay lang ng "sorry", hindi yan magkakalat ng isang bagay na ikasisira ng isa pang tao. napaka-simple. ang sorry hindi yan hinihingi. kusa yang binibigay. parang respeto.
isa pa, ang katangiang pansarili gaya ng pag-claim na mapagbigay, understanding, mabait... ay walang iba kundi tinatawag na self-proclaimed. doon, hihintayin mo rin ang ibang taong magsabi non sayo.
ganon kagullible ang mundo. lalo na kung kasiraan ng isang tao ang paguusapan. so if you have the purest intention of just telling your "friend" about what you feel, i do not think you need to have it spread like a virus. hindi ba ang pinakamadaling gawin ay ang lapitan ang isang taong hinihintayan mo ng sorry? ang tawag don, communication.
hindi yung may nadadamay. ang taong may utak, alam yon. hindi ko ituturo sa anak ko na oras na may manakit sa kanya, ipagkalat nya sa mga kaibigan ng nanakit sa kanya. hindi yung kukunin mo ang loob ng mga kaibigan nya. kasi malaking kabobohan yon.
una sa lahat, wag mo kaming gawing tanga. hindi ko na babanggitin ang pangalan mo dahil kinasusuklaman ko ang mga taong gaya mo. walang hobby, walang ibang kaibigan at hindi marunong magisip.
hindi kita inaalisan ng karapatang magsalita. pero kung kaibigan ko na at lahat kami ang sinasabi mong "damay", hindi kami gaya mo na madadaan lang ng sorry. kung na-convert ko ang sorry sa piso, nakapagpatayo na ako ng bahay.
ISANG BAGAY NA LANG? open ang doors mo? para kausapin ka for whats going on? BAKIET??? wala rin ba kaming hobby gaya mo?
i, for one, DO NOT EVEN BELIEVE, or have the slightest sympathy on people like you. thats why i hate condescending people. they think they are the victims, unknowingly, they were the ones who first fired the shot.
kainis hindi ko mapost "for everyone". ang tanga ko idinelete ko pa yung hayup nayon. e di ngayon nagblog ako na hindi nya mababasa. SENSELESS. nanghinayang naman ako sa effort ko.
putangina kasing kuneho yan. aga aga nasisira araw ko.
2.27.2009
2.22.2009
To Jan Fritz.
Jan in case you havent read my reply using eboy';s friendster account, i also thought of posting this in my blog, with everyone reading what i have told you. as i make this clear, i just want for everyone to know what and how i reacted on this. you had it subjected as "friendships"... well now its easier this way isnt it?
"Dyan-Prits wrote:
> hi! muztah? di ba frendz nman tau... may gs2 lng po me sbhin... lam mo minsan, kh8 ndi directly un mga pnagsasasabi or pinagsisisigaw ni ls, nakaka-offend na din... kh8 ba sbhin natin na pag dadaan ako pag-uwi ko tapos, magsasalita kau nna al ng "ls", tpos, i2 nman c ls, mumurahin kau ng "PI", di ba offending din un, kh8 pa sabihin nating biruan lng un... di pa din un mgandang pakinggan... and, ung mga reactions nya, pra syang bata... bk8 di na lang kz sya mkipagharapan sa kin at ilabas ang galit nya... sanay naman nko sa pagbugbog nya... sanay na ko sa mga pasa sa katawan... lam yan nna ryan.."
jan... si chin to. wala akng friendster and it just so happened that i read this message since i deleted my account, i think you also oughta know what i feel about this kind of situation. 'coz its pretty clear to us, as you also sent me a text message about it.
at first, it wasnt clear to everyone what happened between you and LS. i knew LS for just a short period of time. and now that youve mentioned it, that hes hurting you, that doesnt actually sound right. or... thats isnt even right at all.
LS, with all his might, is trying to avoid you. everytime he's with us, he spontaneously goes home when he sees you coming. he never opened up to any one of us what really happened. i asked him questions. i even thought you were siblings. and when it was made clear to me that you were "exes" as many people would refer to it, i stayed away from the issue.
thing is, for me... its really annoying. first, in behalf of al, rey madriaga, and the people who just became friends with LS, do not have any right to command or post authority above him. we are older than him, but if we try to emphasize that point, you are older than him as well.
second, if he is the one who's hurting you, why does it seem like... as an observer... you are the one trying to reach out for some reconciliation or maybe for a small talk.
third, if you are offended by it, why dont you tell LS himself, and not re-direct it from us. i just have this one question in mind... do u even want us to get involved with this? im just curious.
jan... youre an educator. as far as i can see, i know youre a good person. but come on, as an adult, i know you know what to do. also... now that were here, i want you to know that you should also stop involving other people about your issue. because every single one of us, has its own battle to face.
i am never a meddler. i dont even take interest on this kind of situation. in this so-called friendship... why are we also going to superimpose some "power" or "wisdom" to LS? is it because were older? coz if thats the case... you can try reading this message again so you wouldnt miss my point.
dont get me wrong. but id prefer for you to talk to us in person, rather than send us text messages or friendster message. coz this is tacky, lame and immature.
i also want you to know that im outspoken. and i hope you wont take ANY offense on this reply. thanks.
"Dyan-Prits wrote:
> hi! muztah? di ba frendz nman tau... may gs2 lng po me sbhin... lam mo minsan, kh8 ndi directly un mga pnagsasasabi or pinagsisisigaw ni ls, nakaka-offend na din... kh8 ba sbhin natin na pag dadaan ako pag-uwi ko tapos, magsasalita kau nna al ng "ls", tpos, i2 nman c ls, mumurahin kau ng "PI", di ba offending din un, kh8 pa sabihin nating biruan lng un... di pa din un mgandang pakinggan... and, ung mga reactions nya, pra syang bata... bk8 di na lang kz sya mkipagharapan sa kin at ilabas ang galit nya... sanay naman nko sa pagbugbog nya... sanay na ko sa mga pasa sa katawan... lam yan nna ryan.."
jan... si chin to. wala akng friendster and it just so happened that i read this message since i deleted my account, i think you also oughta know what i feel about this kind of situation. 'coz its pretty clear to us, as you also sent me a text message about it.
at first, it wasnt clear to everyone what happened between you and LS. i knew LS for just a short period of time. and now that youve mentioned it, that hes hurting you, that doesnt actually sound right. or... thats isnt even right at all.
LS, with all his might, is trying to avoid you. everytime he's with us, he spontaneously goes home when he sees you coming. he never opened up to any one of us what really happened. i asked him questions. i even thought you were siblings. and when it was made clear to me that you were "exes" as many people would refer to it, i stayed away from the issue.
thing is, for me... its really annoying. first, in behalf of al, rey madriaga, and the people who just became friends with LS, do not have any right to command or post authority above him. we are older than him, but if we try to emphasize that point, you are older than him as well.
second, if he is the one who's hurting you, why does it seem like... as an observer... you are the one trying to reach out for some reconciliation or maybe for a small talk.
third, if you are offended by it, why dont you tell LS himself, and not re-direct it from us. i just have this one question in mind... do u even want us to get involved with this? im just curious.
jan... youre an educator. as far as i can see, i know youre a good person. but come on, as an adult, i know you know what to do. also... now that were here, i want you to know that you should also stop involving other people about your issue. because every single one of us, has its own battle to face.
i am never a meddler. i dont even take interest on this kind of situation. in this so-called friendship... why are we also going to superimpose some "power" or "wisdom" to LS? is it because were older? coz if thats the case... you can try reading this message again so you wouldnt miss my point.
dont get me wrong. but id prefer for you to talk to us in person, rather than send us text messages or friendster message. coz this is tacky, lame and immature.
i also want you to know that im outspoken. and i hope you wont take ANY offense on this reply. thanks.
2.18.2009
As the new sun arises..
"none are more hopelessly enlslaved than those who believe they are free"
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
... i realized that i dont need my friendster and myspace accounts. im also deleting people from my multiply i really havent met or um... didnt know at all.
i also deleted my ym accounts. i am also going to change my number.
back to being not in the middle. now, im taking sides. MY SIDE.
bye deleted friends and stuff. :)
2.16.2009
Fighting for Custody.
The battle has just begun.
And there are no other collateral damage but my precious innocent daughter.
This has been one of the shittiest weeks. except when im with my friends. they make me cling on to my sanity.
and to my one and only sister, ang tangi kong kakampi sa lahat ng laban ko. my one and only sponge.
i just feel like sharing this coz ayoko namang clueless ang mundo. too bad i added random people here who couldnt care less but what the heck. andito iba kong kaibigan e.
its just so hard to always put up a happy face. and some people think that they could just do or say anything to me like theyre the only ones who are tired of this sickening cycle. i think im blogging this, for people to also be aware that anyone, in one instance, could just snap. and might do something irrational.
pero yeah, i will be rising above. no matter what, i still have the most important people in my life. nabawasan nga lang ng ilan coz of reasons i cant elaborate, but still. there are still people who could still make me hold on.
i dont wanna get bitter, pero by this experience, i think ill be learning a lot of life lesson.
i will just love myself, stop adjusting, relying and depending on others. coz in the end, all weve got is a handful of real friends, and ourselves.
And there are no other collateral damage but my precious innocent daughter.
This has been one of the shittiest weeks. except when im with my friends. they make me cling on to my sanity.
and to my one and only sister, ang tangi kong kakampi sa lahat ng laban ko. my one and only sponge.
i just feel like sharing this coz ayoko namang clueless ang mundo. too bad i added random people here who couldnt care less but what the heck. andito iba kong kaibigan e.
its just so hard to always put up a happy face. and some people think that they could just do or say anything to me like theyre the only ones who are tired of this sickening cycle. i think im blogging this, for people to also be aware that anyone, in one instance, could just snap. and might do something irrational.
pero yeah, i will be rising above. no matter what, i still have the most important people in my life. nabawasan nga lang ng ilan coz of reasons i cant elaborate, but still. there are still people who could still make me hold on.
i dont wanna get bitter, pero by this experience, i think ill be learning a lot of life lesson.
i will just love myself, stop adjusting, relying and depending on others. coz in the end, all weve got is a handful of real friends, and ourselves.
2.13.2009
The Valentine Grinch.
I was a big fan of love.
i remember the first time i fell. it was something that couldnt make me sleep. that couldnt make me sustain a laughter. and that is when the object of my affection couldnt leave my mind. it is when i first wanted to have my own phone line inside my room. it was the time when i always waited for letters, for a simple hi. it was when i dont use my lunch money so i could buy her a soccer ball stuffed toy. it was when i always wanted to wear a polo shirt so i could have her parent's validation. her cousins' and siblings'. and thats when my heart first got trampled on.
i became a bitter person after that. i was furious for no reason at all. i just feel that theres always a hand crushing my heart whenever i wake up. until time made that hand loosen up a little. so it could beat again. and ive never thought twice for loving again. because yes... i told you im a big fan of love.
but in between, i played around. coz i needed to revive my almost dead self-esteem. principles grew up on me. ive questioned the term "unconditional love". because love has always been unconditional. when you have conditions, it is never love. its a business deal. falling out is politically incorrect. its climbing out if you fall in. so after you have loved someone, there will always be a part of you that when fate makes you meet each other somewhere unexpectedly, your heart still stops. and you try to move on, distract yourself, and have either of your wishes.
you reconcile... or have a better partner. it becomes a competition. it will always be a pride festival. the epic days or worse years, of proving whos wrong. who ruined it. who fucked it up. until we "move on". i put quotation marks with it coz its another term we use as how we try to put life, sleeping and waking up, in two words.
until my heart beats again. coz again... im a big fan of love. for years on trying to prove that love isnt just a bad habit to break. my heart got filled with dreams. with a future. with so much music in it. it was filled with memories that made me human. that made me feel im capable. that made me feel secured that fuck yeah... i will forever be happy. and one person proved again, bursts my bubble, that.... forever isnt fucking real. then my heart, filled with a lot of things, almost stopped beating. coz the dreams that made it beat, got shattered into pieces.
coz in between, i had an irregular heartbeat. my heart got confused. it wanted to be vengeful. it wanted to hurt other people's heart. coz when i loved someone again, that person had a weird perception of love. i said love will make people happy. when i say happy, its not the mediocred version of happiness. its the real deal. and that person said... "love will always make you feel the worst. its built that way. love is pain. and i love you."
so i really didnt get it at first. do you really wanted me to suffer? coz thats how love worked for you? and then i gave that person up. went back to the old love where people agreed on. where people would actually cheer on it. coz its normal. its typical. without them having any idea, how i suffered during the process of loving.
and then i had the one who got away. the one who had full of lies. the one who made me believe that there is love. that i will always and forever be happy. because i deserved to be happy. but forever hasnt arrived, and yet, i found myself alone. and lied upon. over and over and over again.
and now, my heart couldnt contain a day that people celebrates it. coz the next year or the next next, i see people celebrating it with a different person. HOW THE HELL CAN YOU DO THAT? is there a medication where you could just swallow then it kills all the post-traumatic aches? i would be very glad to buy a hundred bottles.
if i wear red today, its just because i only wore red. i wear black, because i only wore black. NOT BECAUSE I HATE IT, I LOVE IT, but because its just another day where people lie to each other and tell that they will always be the one for them.
sorry to burst your bubble, but youre just making flower shops and insulin drug laboratories a day happier.
fuck valentines. love isnt real. its because everyone is just afraid to be alone. dogs die alone. what makes you think we're a lot more different.
and once you bump into cupid, can you tell a little bit of something to him from me? give him my address, or text me then we can meet at starbucks robinsons place malate. i have my own arrows to shoot back at him. and ill blog about what he feels after that.
i remember the first time i fell. it was something that couldnt make me sleep. that couldnt make me sustain a laughter. and that is when the object of my affection couldnt leave my mind. it is when i first wanted to have my own phone line inside my room. it was the time when i always waited for letters, for a simple hi. it was when i dont use my lunch money so i could buy her a soccer ball stuffed toy. it was when i always wanted to wear a polo shirt so i could have her parent's validation. her cousins' and siblings'. and thats when my heart first got trampled on.
i became a bitter person after that. i was furious for no reason at all. i just feel that theres always a hand crushing my heart whenever i wake up. until time made that hand loosen up a little. so it could beat again. and ive never thought twice for loving again. because yes... i told you im a big fan of love.
but in between, i played around. coz i needed to revive my almost dead self-esteem. principles grew up on me. ive questioned the term "unconditional love". because love has always been unconditional. when you have conditions, it is never love. its a business deal. falling out is politically incorrect. its climbing out if you fall in. so after you have loved someone, there will always be a part of you that when fate makes you meet each other somewhere unexpectedly, your heart still stops. and you try to move on, distract yourself, and have either of your wishes.
you reconcile... or have a better partner. it becomes a competition. it will always be a pride festival. the epic days or worse years, of proving whos wrong. who ruined it. who fucked it up. until we "move on". i put quotation marks with it coz its another term we use as how we try to put life, sleeping and waking up, in two words.
until my heart beats again. coz again... im a big fan of love. for years on trying to prove that love isnt just a bad habit to break. my heart got filled with dreams. with a future. with so much music in it. it was filled with memories that made me human. that made me feel im capable. that made me feel secured that fuck yeah... i will forever be happy. and one person proved again, bursts my bubble, that.... forever isnt fucking real. then my heart, filled with a lot of things, almost stopped beating. coz the dreams that made it beat, got shattered into pieces.
coz in between, i had an irregular heartbeat. my heart got confused. it wanted to be vengeful. it wanted to hurt other people's heart. coz when i loved someone again, that person had a weird perception of love. i said love will make people happy. when i say happy, its not the mediocred version of happiness. its the real deal. and that person said... "love will always make you feel the worst. its built that way. love is pain. and i love you."
so i really didnt get it at first. do you really wanted me to suffer? coz thats how love worked for you? and then i gave that person up. went back to the old love where people agreed on. where people would actually cheer on it. coz its normal. its typical. without them having any idea, how i suffered during the process of loving.
and then i had the one who got away. the one who had full of lies. the one who made me believe that there is love. that i will always and forever be happy. because i deserved to be happy. but forever hasnt arrived, and yet, i found myself alone. and lied upon. over and over and over again.
and now, my heart couldnt contain a day that people celebrates it. coz the next year or the next next, i see people celebrating it with a different person. HOW THE HELL CAN YOU DO THAT? is there a medication where you could just swallow then it kills all the post-traumatic aches? i would be very glad to buy a hundred bottles.
if i wear red today, its just because i only wore red. i wear black, because i only wore black. NOT BECAUSE I HATE IT, I LOVE IT, but because its just another day where people lie to each other and tell that they will always be the one for them.
sorry to burst your bubble, but youre just making flower shops and insulin drug laboratories a day happier.
fuck valentines. love isnt real. its because everyone is just afraid to be alone. dogs die alone. what makes you think we're a lot more different.
and once you bump into cupid, can you tell a little bit of something to him from me? give him my address, or text me then we can meet at starbucks robinsons place malate. i have my own arrows to shoot back at him. and ill blog about what he feels after that.
2.10.2009
As we call ourselves friends...
... lets be sensitive enough and let me emphasize that im old.
and oo maarte ako.
nakakapagod magpaliwanag, magalit, and be self-righteous. lets not forget that we are doing each other favors pero wag nyo naman akong i-overlook. marami rin akong iniisip and the least that i could deal with is the people around me is too insensitive and takes what i wanted.
hindi ako mahirap kausap.
hindi ako manggagamit.
pero give me the credit that i deserve.
hindi ako mukhang pera.
hindi ako materyoso.
at marami akong prinsipyong hindi maintindihan ng karamihan sa lahat.
wala akong pinagmamalaki.
wala akong sinusumbat.
ako ang klase ng taong dinaan sa positibo ang lahat.
im reasonable.
rational.
and if you acknowledge that i am your friend, try to appreciate the effort, and the things that no fucking money or object could buy.
i am not asking for anything.
when one thing is given, i didnt ask you OR FORCE YOU to give me that thing.
so do not EVER EVER blame me or emphasize that i owed you anything.
hindi ako namimili ng kaibigan. hindi rin ako bumibili ng kaibigan.
alam kong marami rin kayo non. and when that time comes, we will be surprised that we are still breathing without each other.
im so tired of compromising. so go learn how life works all by yourself, and i will do the same with mine.
if you say that we are friends... then live by it.
if you also think its better for our friendship to be over... its ok. coz youll eventually find someone that youre on the same page with. same as with me.
if you wanna stay... stay. lets just make sure that we fight the battles together. and lets also make sure that THAT battle is worth fighting for.
and when i say battle, it means that i know how some battles work. do not insist anything i do not want to do. my judgment isnt covered with fear. i know how to fight. i also know when and where to fight. no one fights without any ammunition. dahil sa lahat ng gera, napansin kong ako ang laging nasa unahan, so hindi kayo ang tatamaan ng bala.
madali akong kausap. wag nyong gawing problema na ako lang ang bastos at maarte. gusto ko lang nagkakaliwanagan tayo.
and oo maarte ako.
nakakapagod magpaliwanag, magalit, and be self-righteous. lets not forget that we are doing each other favors pero wag nyo naman akong i-overlook. marami rin akong iniisip and the least that i could deal with is the people around me is too insensitive and takes what i wanted.
hindi ako mahirap kausap.
hindi ako manggagamit.
pero give me the credit that i deserve.
hindi ako mukhang pera.
hindi ako materyoso.
at marami akong prinsipyong hindi maintindihan ng karamihan sa lahat.
wala akong pinagmamalaki.
wala akong sinusumbat.
ako ang klase ng taong dinaan sa positibo ang lahat.
im reasonable.
rational.
and if you acknowledge that i am your friend, try to appreciate the effort, and the things that no fucking money or object could buy.
i am not asking for anything.
when one thing is given, i didnt ask you OR FORCE YOU to give me that thing.
so do not EVER EVER blame me or emphasize that i owed you anything.
hindi ako namimili ng kaibigan. hindi rin ako bumibili ng kaibigan.
alam kong marami rin kayo non. and when that time comes, we will be surprised that we are still breathing without each other.
im so tired of compromising. so go learn how life works all by yourself, and i will do the same with mine.
if you say that we are friends... then live by it.
if you also think its better for our friendship to be over... its ok. coz youll eventually find someone that youre on the same page with. same as with me.
if you wanna stay... stay. lets just make sure that we fight the battles together. and lets also make sure that THAT battle is worth fighting for.
and when i say battle, it means that i know how some battles work. do not insist anything i do not want to do. my judgment isnt covered with fear. i know how to fight. i also know when and where to fight. no one fights without any ammunition. dahil sa lahat ng gera, napansin kong ako ang laging nasa unahan, so hindi kayo ang tatamaan ng bala.
madali akong kausap. wag nyong gawing problema na ako lang ang bastos at maarte. gusto ko lang nagkakaliwanagan tayo.
2.09.2009
Stopping the Retrograde Effect
There are hundreds
fucked up shits
that no one could ever get
nor explain
the mystery of
alignments
Science had proven
gravity
inertia
momentum
as existent forces.
Pheromones
brainwaves
and that
Pluto was NEVER a planet.
When you thought you had yourself pulled
as to a pulley
pull pull pull and pull a little more
then when those phalanges let go of the rope
you crash.
badly, as to from
what height.
but gravity is constant.
senses.
common senses.
common as from a study of a group
of a hundred
or seventeen
and if majority agrees on one thing
its called the norms.
now what is normal to you
how do you define normal
how do you define things
its always has been the battle of faith
and facts.
so how do we conclude?
do we rationally calculate ourselves?
and on what measurement?
kindness to others
money
success...
how do we define success?
happiness
contentment
gratitude
ah.
the mystery of those.
lets just blame abnormalities
to mercury.
coz that's the safest way.
on trying to elaborate
rationalization
of what egotists
and users usually do.
can we stop it?
yeah, i thought so too.
its fuckin hopeless.
the world will be revolving.
but im stopping.
im on fucking hiatus.
fucked up shits
that no one could ever get
nor explain
the mystery of
alignments
Science had proven
gravity
inertia
momentum
as existent forces.
Pheromones
brainwaves
and that
Pluto was NEVER a planet.
When you thought you had yourself pulled
as to a pulley
pull pull pull and pull a little more
then when those phalanges let go of the rope
you crash.
badly, as to from
what height.
but gravity is constant.
senses.
common senses.
common as from a study of a group
of a hundred
or seventeen
and if majority agrees on one thing
its called the norms.
now what is normal to you
how do you define normal
how do you define things
its always has been the battle of faith
and facts.
so how do we conclude?
do we rationally calculate ourselves?
and on what measurement?
kindness to others
money
success...
how do we define success?
happiness
contentment
gratitude
ah.
the mystery of those.
lets just blame abnormalities
to mercury.
coz that's the safest way.
on trying to elaborate
rationalization
of what egotists
and users usually do.
can we stop it?
yeah, i thought so too.
its fuckin hopeless.
the world will be revolving.
but im stopping.
im on fucking hiatus.
Treehouse Anniversary.
Well actually, im pretty bummed up until now. i used up a 2-day energy yesterday. Thank god for Emy, Abby and Les.
19 bands. wow. and i cant imagine that theyd all play in one night. Kelevra wasnt there to play though. *sigh* everybody should look out for that band. Once you hear their songs live... god... you wouldnt even believe that it wasnt from the radio.
Note: Im so sorry Carla. Everything was so delayed. :( super babawi ako.
When i first saw Joan, i breathed a little. ayun may kakapitan ako ng sanity. then hazel and hannah came. then anna. then DON AND LIZA!!!! ayun nataranta na ako at wala na akong baterya. kung sansan na ako napadpad. wawa!!!!!!!!! shet!
kaso di ko na kaya. LOL. nung lagay na yon, naglasing na ako at kung saan saan na ako nagpupunta.
im about to post pictures pero it was the time when im drunk na already. I love you Erika and Sam. and SOURBERRY! plus the whole of my tropa.
especially to my little cousin, kristin, who suddenly became the angel that saved me from all the BS that ive been through. nobodys fault, i know. i blame it on the mercury retrograde.
To all the bands, to all the people who came and stayed, soooooopper thank you!
and happy birthday to pao and champ.
19 bands. wow. and i cant imagine that theyd all play in one night. Kelevra wasnt there to play though. *sigh* everybody should look out for that band. Once you hear their songs live... god... you wouldnt even believe that it wasnt from the radio.
Note: Im so sorry Carla. Everything was so delayed. :( super babawi ako.
When i first saw Joan, i breathed a little. ayun may kakapitan ako ng sanity. then hazel and hannah came. then anna. then DON AND LIZA!!!! ayun nataranta na ako at wala na akong baterya. kung sansan na ako napadpad. wawa!!!!!!!!! shet!
kaso di ko na kaya. LOL. nung lagay na yon, naglasing na ako at kung saan saan na ako nagpupunta.
im about to post pictures pero it was the time when im drunk na already. I love you Erika and Sam. and SOURBERRY! plus the whole of my tropa.
especially to my little cousin, kristin, who suddenly became the angel that saved me from all the BS that ive been through. nobodys fault, i know. i blame it on the mercury retrograde.
To all the bands, to all the people who came and stayed, soooooopper thank you!
and happy birthday to pao and champ.
2.06.2009
Treehouse Update: Gates open@ 6PM // feb 7
since napakaraming banda at libre... we moved it to 6pm para hindi masyadong late umuwi yung mga gustong mapanood lahat. at agahan nyong lahat so you could have your space dahil libre to hehehehehe.
see you!1 6pm andun na dapat kayo! :D
2.05.2009
2.03.2009
Youre so vain, you even think this blog is about you.
Disclaimer: This post is so negative, you might not even want to read it. naglalabas lang ng SOBRANG inis dahil nakakairita na.
i really do not have business with you. really.
im just so tired of accepting the fact that we co-exist. really
im so tired of you being condescending and all at the same time, being such a trying-hard pathological bitch. really.
and please please, i am begging you...
i get the fact that we breathe the same air and live under one sun. pero one request lang...
can you get off my fuckin area? try befriending my friends for i dont know what sick reason you have. dont you have any??? my god youre so annoying.
everybody hates you... and you know why? coz ur a motherfucking insensitive wannabe, who pretends to be bipolar and seeks a lot of attention from everyone. i was not reacting at first, coz its how i knew you and i told everyone to just accept the fact that maybe, in some weird cosmic joke, you were considered normal with that kind of personality. though whenever i speak your name, i can taste vomit in my mouth, coz im not just mad at you, i resent you.
and yes, hatred is such an effort to begin with, but again, if youd interpret what you do pre-internet times, YOU BUTT IN ANYTIME YOU HAVE A CHANCE TO... and back then, we call it rude. so i do not hate you for no reason at all. i hate you coz you grab our attention to hate you even MORE.
can you like... find other people on other circles to bother? and pretend that youre friends with them?! GOD.
wow. i cant even read it myself. sobrang BAD VIBES talaga tong taong to. gigising ka, yan ang mararamdaman mo. bulsyet.
im just so tired of accepting the fact that we co-exist. really
im so tired of you being condescending and all at the same time, being such a trying-hard pathological bitch. really.
and please please, i am begging you...
i get the fact that we breathe the same air and live under one sun. pero one request lang...
can you get off my fuckin area? try befriending my friends for i dont know what sick reason you have. dont you have any??? my god youre so annoying.
everybody hates you... and you know why? coz ur a motherfucking insensitive wannabe, who pretends to be bipolar and seeks a lot of attention from everyone. i was not reacting at first, coz its how i knew you and i told everyone to just accept the fact that maybe, in some weird cosmic joke, you were considered normal with that kind of personality. though whenever i speak your name, i can taste vomit in my mouth, coz im not just mad at you, i resent you.
and yes, hatred is such an effort to begin with, but again, if youd interpret what you do pre-internet times, YOU BUTT IN ANYTIME YOU HAVE A CHANCE TO... and back then, we call it rude. so i do not hate you for no reason at all. i hate you coz you grab our attention to hate you even MORE.
can you like... find other people on other circles to bother? and pretend that youre friends with them?! GOD.
wow. i cant even read it myself. sobrang BAD VIBES talaga tong taong to. gigising ka, yan ang mararamdaman mo. bulsyet.
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