Treehouse this April presents: Mayonnaise's Torres Video Launch

Lets forget the Bipolar Weather and enjoy a summer weekend with bands and a great video!!! Taralets Bagets!

I know this creature..

that really tried to fit in. As in, super trying hard. Teka, kailangan ko lagyan ng bullets para mas organized. :) medyo gusto ko kasing maemphasize kung bakit ko nasabi yon e.

· She did cosplays even though she doesnt love animes.
· A self-proclaimed "true writer, poet, and an artist." wow. esteem-boost much?
· She had a multiply account selling her used electric breast pumps (have you ever thought of buying a 2nd hand electric toothbrush?)
· She tantrums pag hindi nasusunod yung gusto nya. Or dahil naubusan sila ng ice cream, kasi may friend kaming umuwi ng Italy, tapos walang dalang pasalubong, although hindi naman inannounce sa mundo na magpapaice-cream sha ha, nandon ang buong barkada, except for them, tapos nung naabutan nilang ubos na yung ice cream, gumawa ng eksena. LOL. Talk about patay-gutom hello.
· She bought angel wings, kahit puro utang na yong asawa nya dahil may baby sila.
· She wears corsets, sa labas ng t-shirt. Kung blouse man yon, masyadong malaki for a blouse. Kaya siguro napunta lahat ng manas nya sa braso. Ay grabe, ang laki nung braso non, pero feeling Gisele Bundchen. No exaggerations.
· Nagpapasubo sha ng food IN PUBLIC. They makeout anywhere, everywhere, no matter kung may mga bata. And im not talking about your ordinary kiss ha. This is French , ladies ang gentlemen. She sits on her bf’s lap while RENTING computer. Tapos natutulog din sila don ng magkakandong. Basta parang naging biktima ng Alzheimer’s or Huntington’s. Tipong imbalido na at kailangan ng nurse para makakain. Or caregiver.
· She loves S and M. As in Sadomasochism. I have nothing against it since kanya kanya naming trip yan, pero wag naman tayong maging proud masyado SA FRIENDSTER para ilagay sa about me page natin. Konting discretion naman or kahihiyan para sa mga nakakatandang nag-aruga sa atin. May mga bagay naman kasing hindi na kailangang i-announce. “Hi! I love S & M… do you wanna hurt me?” And she was just 17 when she posted it. Promoting statutory rape? Til now, she is proud to flaunt "underage" sexiness. Not even thinking of her LITTLE GIRL'S welfare. wala pa nga atang one year old anak nya pero my god, bear with the fact that you need your child to grow in a safe environment. Non--predatory.
· She had an “Audrey Hepburn” haircut na sinearch nya pa sa google tapos nagpa "home service" sa kanila kahit ala una na ng madaling araw, at dahil kaibigan rin namin yung naggugupit, wala silang pakialam kung nakakahiya man or what
· She tried to prove that she’s intelligent, one time naglaro kami ng cranium tapos binastos nilang mag-bf yung kaibigan naming hindi naman sila inaano, nagpustahan pa sila ng limang piso kasi hindi raw masasagot yung question, funny thing is, kasama nila sa team yon.
· She tried to write, tapos nangccriticize sha ng gawa ng iba. Like… as if critic talaga sha. Pero grabe… hahahaha. Natawa ako sa “music review” nya. Po-post ko yung link kaso dagdag views pa sa kanya. Eh super sikat pa naman siya sa community namin.
· She pretends she’s still studying at St. Scholastica tapos nung nakita naming naka PWU uniform sha, kulang na lang tumakbo . Minamata raw sha sa starbucks kasi taga-PWU lang sha. WTF. 'Til that moment, ive never actually thought… “anong nakakahiya sa Philippine Women’s University?”
· She pretends to be a lost soul, kaya mas pinili nyang lokohin ang boyfriend nya kapalit ng kalaro nya sa ragnarok. Nadala lang daw sha ng isang series… or movie. Kaya nya nagawa yon. OMG ROTFLMAO.
· And lastly… kaka-blog nya lang regarding HYPOCRITES. Yung mga nagpupunta raw sa simbahan. OMFG. ROTFLMAO. Funny thing is, she just posted sa shoutout nya like a week ago… “Everyone is free to do things. You are not god to tell me what to do.. blah blah.” “I hate people who hates people.” – HAHAAHAHAHA shit HAHAHAHAHAA. Not realizing it came full circle. hahahahahahahaha

Ako magb-blog regarding Irony. Wala yata shang idea kung ano ang ibig sabihin ng ipokrito.

I am such a big fan of her, She’s super courageous. Nakakainis nga lang kasi no matter how hard I try to ignore her, may magrereact sa inbox ko, mageemail, or mababanggit ng ibang tao sa sobrang irita nila. So I have nothing to do but react. Wala kasi shang idea that everyone hates her. Kung tutuusin, naaawa na ako kasi minsan out of the blue mababanggit na lang siya. And once she hears about it, she thinks its because she’s popular. *sighs* Meron pang artworks ng mukha nya, status messages about how they hate her, medyo parang… fact na lang yon under the sun. Parang daga lang. Maruming daga na punung puno ng leptospirosis na virus. You might wanna hate it, pero you co-exist.

Pero ang edge on hating rats, or spiders, you can just exterminate them. So people… stop the hatred. Learn the fact na ganyan lang talaga sha.

I know you may think this is mean. But this is me without trying to be a bitch. This is me, trying to put out the facts, or what we call "common knowledge" about her. Everyone on our community, even the elders, talked to me... "huy nakasabay ko yung kaibigan mo sa jeep, sabihan mo naman at naghahalikan sa harap ng maraming tao."

Im so sorry but i cannot let myself associated with people na gutom sa laman in public. That is not love my dear friends. That is just plain disgusting. May lugar naman kasi para sa lahat ng bagay. At hindi talaga tamang lugar ang jeep, or computer shops.

So once again, its a lesson learned. If you do not want attention, do not seek for it. Stop being provocative. Kasi as much as i wanna stop typing, i really wanna express the disgust im feeling. ang ganda ng gising ko Lord. Kahit naman siguro sinong nilalang, ayaw ng ganyan. Unless, may issues talaga psychologically.

We may want to be expressive or artistic, pero lets keep our feet on reality's ground. We live in a catholic, traditional country, where poverty is one of the major problems, tapos magiinarte ka as if youre blair waldorf? suck it up. be considerate. actually WALA akong pakialam sa trip mo. kaso alam mo kung bakit bobo ang bansang to? dahil sa mga taong gaya mo.

ilang baygon ang pwede kong gamitin, lumayo ka lang para hindi magkasakit ang komunidad namin? malala na kasi yung cancer e. tapos malignant na stage 4 ka pa.

And this is all about an apology?

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.

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.

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. :)

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.

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.