ahhhh.... good to be back.

ah.

wheeeeew.....
lots of things happened and till now i cant even talk about it!!!!
well. il try.
so.. good things did occur when i really thought it'd go down the drain any minute..

like how my friends think he's 4.3 is cool.
how i could finally breathe out through the day without thinking im the most cursed person on the whole planet.
how im really looking up in going to school every morning (hey, you. thanks a lot!)
how my mom said she'd kill my dad's illegitimate kid if unfortunately it turned out to be a girl!

ha, ha. life's good.

hey

arg.

You are "Kraft Macaroni and Cheese". You cost a little more,
due to your promotional shapes and packaging, but the kids
won't stand for less. You try and be individual in
spite of this though. You prefer to be called "Cheese and
Macaroni" thank you very much.

ha, ha.

Which Avril Lavigne Song Are You?

aint i...

im a stupid fuckdup loser.

shmile.. the world's a happy place! (that goes to everybody. except for me. the world's a stupid nightmare!)

great thing happen to great people and roteen luck goes for me...
went to that YFC meeting for the first time after we attanded the camp.. ehrr.. nuthing much.

just finished exams last week.. im ready to beat.
school's starting to kill me but who the hell cares;
everyone else dies eventually anyway.

ever heard of a no-weekend week? i sure haven't either. but it sure is happening to me!
iv been doing all those shit-me projects for approximately 48 hours already.

"this shit has got to stop"

-mark

why does it seem like all fuckin shit fill my life???

an illegal commercial:

oist! -arvin

been so busy all week.
watched this movie, big fat liar.
didnt even know we were suppose to watch the movie.
we bought pa3ck a present for his stupid birthday..
hell, it should have been a nice, comfy fountain pen.. never mind..
yeah, really. never mind

background music:
youuuuuuu... youuuuuu... are you innnn?

the dAY kicks back by waking me up an hour and a half earlier than im suppose to.
arvin arrives at the house saying he has some news for me. news, ha! for me.
i asked "is it good or bad?"
"bad", he replied. "but it might be good in some way" really. he said those exact same words.
"whaT?" i said picking my backpack up the floor.
and it goes on that way until he told me about box car racer and blink 182 and the crap that goes with it.
that was for the early morning wake up call.

once again we had film viewing in our class.
just when i finally decided to actually look at the tv screen, i heard my classmate sing one of box car's songs.
god, it was horrible. in reality the song sounded a little off beat for tom but hearing my boy-band addicted friend sing it from his mouth, that was something else too disturbing.

i hate him..

had a stupid day today like owayss.. but before all that lets go to today's greatest achievement:
ive seen the video of Ape dos mill

for the first time arvin didnt accuse me of gawking at "hot-shot" andres while he walked by in school this afternoon,(quote: no, i do not gawk at him. somehow i cant find the reason to).
in history, we had film viewing but after the movie all i discovered was that my neck hurt frm turning my head sideways too long while takin a nap. and i also found out tiny pieces of kornets sticking out of my hair (courtesy of arvin, i guess).

today's wonders:

what happened to our THE teacher??

when is arvin paying me back to everything he ows me???

he said, he caught julian looking at me..... now, what.the.hell.is.that??????

the sickest things happen to the sickest people... awww. um, dont i deserve a break??? even so..

CultureShock v.2

the nightmare scenario
running from dharma
thirteen over eight
sceva
capitol air
blind influence
drop machine
deviation theory
mad revere
derringer
the arsenal
definition of suffering
evenfield
holley drive
and The socks

party over here...

.... travis in dellirium

its always a push to do projects when it would cause awful fucked sums of money.
aNyway same goes to eVERYTHING!!!
so i was reading this book about two virgin pregnant teenage girls. the one was suppose to give birth to someone like Jesus Christ and the other to the son of Satan. how can this be? my amiable mind asked me. and i told him (well im not sure but if brains are to have genders id like mine to be a guy, at least) hey its fiction, fucker. anything can happen. anyways, this book was written by James Patterson and its title was Cradle and All, i think. whatever, its a good book.

got over geometry and physics quizzes today. tangynah ang hirap nun noh.. buti nlng andyan si sy bin-bin! thanks a million to you, you're such an angel sometimes!!!

the IQ tests says im a visual mathematician. like hell i am. nothing's quite for sure right now.
but HERE is something REAL

tried editing my blog last night but can't get through. its been raining for the past three days non stop and boy, am i glad. its that fucker going on a fellatio again. man.

this is such a stupid stupid day... but anyway, the perfect maker upper just found its way to me. daryl is so good in singing he got me drunk with his voice...!

aLLLLLLLL right...................

just got home yesterday from YFC camp... of all the things im expected to realize its not one of the story materials again!!!!



yeah boy....

ive never heard of human hearts jumping out of their rib cages, but who says it can't actually happen?!

She cured the plague of the holy child.
And all the while, she just walked in.
And "boom" she said, in her room with her red fingernails and a grip on the answers.

-Her middle name was boom

two of my hamsters died today. it was pretty disgusting. i had to bury them in a flower pot and put flowers in it. why else would they call it flower pot?

couldn't enter #moshpit cuz u wouldn't believe its invites only!
this is shitting me.

im so sick of always, always waiting for nothing.

i never thought isang sobrang gas-gas na kanta will have this gigantic impact on me.


90 miles outside chicago
cant stop driving i dont know why
so many questions i need an answer
two years later you're still on my mind
whatever happened to amelia earheart
who holds the stars up in the sky
is true love once in a lifetime
did the captain of the titanic cry
someday we'll know
if love can move a mountain
someday we'll know
why the sky is blue
someday we'll know
why i wasnt meant for you
does anybody know the way to atlantis
Or what the wind says when she cries
im speedin by the place that i met you
for the 97th time tonight
someday we'll know
if love can move a mountain
someday we'll know
why the sky is blue
someday we'll know
why i wasn't meant for you
someday we'll know
why samson loved delilah
someday i'll go dancing on the moon
someday you'll know
that i was the one for you
i bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow
i watched the stars crash in the sea
if i could ask god just one question
why aren't you here with me???

shit.

yesterday about 5 pm i was editing my blog and when i was just about to wrap it up the computer suddenly shut down by itself and everything ive been doing for the past two hours came into nothing. fuck whatever. a while ago in greenhills i came across to one of the very few stalls left that sell pirated cds, where a bunch of hippie fuckin scum bags were noisily looking for an album of eminem. i decided to just look and maybe id find something interesting. you never know. then i asked the seller if they happen to have slapshock's new one out, project 11-41. and one of the groupies looked at me and kind of smirked. i asked him what his problem was and lookie here, the stupid prick has got nothing to say. so sick of people trying to be really cool and failing obliviously. wen i got home, walking down the street there were kids sketeboarding on the sidewalk. they were real asses but what the hell, they didnt know that. and what makes me tick is that they're not one bit good enough to flaunt like that then the worst surfaces; they're wearing elephant pants and shirts big enought for two people to swim inside. talk about identity crisis.

we just got off from the salon. he's got another new hairstyle (a second in three weeks) so he's pretty jumpin' up and down about it. thinks he's soo good looking and everything.. like josh harttnet he says. right. early this moring he picked me up later than he's suppose to and when i got inside his dad's car (he looks exactly like him ) he's playing the album make yourself by incubus and i hear brandon boyd's voice and i swing. hey, i just remembered my hamster gave birth last wednesday, but no matter, she ate them a while ago. that's fuckin kind of sick. Anyway, that reminds me of my former classmate, a real monster bitch. you should see her ass, or where its suppose to be in other circumstances that she has one. you know. cuz its kinda drooping just right over the back of her shin. hahahahahaha yea its true. never seen one of those freaks before? no? aw come on. you'll be missin half of your life time's laughing fits!!! oh, and here's another preview, her nose? its like those preteen grown potatoes they use to make foot long french fries. really. and her arms weigh like 2 tons each! hehe guess how SMALL that looks. hey you know who you are, would you tell me where you get those excessive fats and calories? cuz my boyfriend here needs a lot of it. maybe you could lyposuck a few barrels for him? stellar? i.dont.think.so.