Really I’m not.
[BGmusic: nada]
Quote for the day:
“Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead”
- Benjamin Franklin
Happy halloween guys!
I don’t know about you, but my halloween was scary.
Awhile ago, while we were waiting for my dad, my mom whispered to me… Continue reading ‘BOO!’
[BGmusic: Samson by Regina Spektor]
Quote for the day:
“It was just an innocent fart!”
– **** defending herself. I’m not saying who said this, because she’d probably kill me.
In our family, we have two dogs – one Yorkshire terrier, and one Dalmatian. Although Elvis [the dalmatian] isn’t technically ours anymore [because we gave him away to someone in Baguio - Metro Manila life doesn't suit a dog like him], I believe in ohana, and therefore he still counts. But for this post, I’m going to be talking about the Yorkie, Pola.
Recently, my sister bought my dog a chew toy. A red, squeaky, rubber ball. Pola loves chew toys. The first day she got her red ball, she didn’t even put it down to eat. Me, on the other hand… I’m not too fond of them – especially the squeaky kinds. Thank goodness she punctured the ball by the end of the first day, so I didn’t have to suffer for that long.
The thing is, Pola’s really possessive. I attribute this to the trauma she went through in the past; whenever she would get a toy, my brother and my dad would terrorize her, pulling the toy away and hiding it, or placing it in places out of her reach, just to see her in panic. [They still do it, despite my obvious disdain for such behavior. Tsk tsk tsk.]
Before she got her toy, Pola would rush up to the door whenever I came home to greet me with licks and violent tail-wagging. Then she’d roll on her back, demanding a belly rub, as if to say, “It’s the least you could do for leaving me here.” After the arrival of the red chew toy, she’d rush up to the door, wagging her tail, run under the table, then run up to me again, then run under the table, then run up to me, etc. Kind of like a clown fish swimming in and out of its anemone. Continue reading ‘Come here, Pola.’
[BGmusic: WALA.]
Quote for the day:
[After Kuya Dwight promised to do something stupid in Sunken Garden.]
Eki: “Narinig ninyo lahat yun, ha?” *points camera to me* “Ano naman ang masasabi mo?”
DQ: *swinging from the bus’ ceiling bars, makes monkey sounds*
Josh: “Plok!”
Everyone: *chorus* “GUTOOOOOOOOM!”- Ka-sabawan sa bus, on the way back to Manila from Tagaytay.
[If you got our line of thought, I suggest that you eat something because you're probably just very hungry.]
Kalokohan! Erap is pardoned for the sake of national unity daw!
Kalokohan! Mga politically incorrect na hirit ni Cha! [e.g. "When I say 'glory', you say 'etta'!"]
Kalokohan! Ang aking nominations sa LTI! [When I find out who did it... I shall have my revenge. Bwa ha ha.]
Kalokohan! Ang prime-time television ng Pilipinas!
Kalokohan! Ang beef na nakain [take note: hindi kinain] ko two days ago!
Kalokohan! Binili ni Henry Sy ang Mt. Pico de Loro, kaya sa Mt. Maculot na lang ang next climb ng UP Campers! I didn’t even know that you could BUY a mountain.
Kalokohan! Ang aking LSS ngayon, at may kasama pa siyang sayaw na puro kalokohan din!
Kalokohan! 13 units na ang nakuha ko sa CRS, pero meron akong Japan Studies 100! Desperada ako nung nagppre-enlist ako, kaya ayan! GUDLAK NALANG SA AKIN!
Kalokohan! Ang aking napaka-gandang role sa talents night!
Kalokohan! Ito!
Kalokohan! Ang post na ito!
Pero hindi puro kalokohan ang mga nangyari nung nasa Tagaytay ang donya.
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Sabi nga ng farmer, magtanim ay di biro. [ANOOO?]
[BGmusic: Float On by Modest Mouse]
Quote for the day:
Roy: [singing Pink Floyd's Another Brick in the Wall] “We don’t need no education…”
Moss: “Yes you do, you just used a double negative.”– from The IT Crowd, the best TV series ever.
I saw this video a while back. It’s a pretty famous video now, with almost 2 million hits and over 14 thousand comments, so maybe some of you have seen it as well. Now just because I posted it here doesn’t mean I think it’s a must-see. It’s not actually much, just an insecure [and somewhat annoying - sorry mememolly fans] girl wondering whether or not someone thinks she’s special. One may wonder why the video even got that much attention. I did. But I have to admit that her insecurities are more than a little infectious.
In the video, she asks herself:
…[Am] I anybody’s favorite person? I don’t really think I am.
She then jabbers on about her favorite person [this boy, as expected] for a good two minutes, and asks the viewers:
Are you anyone’s favorite person? Who’s your favorite person?
I tried resisting answering her question, but heck, I may as well, seeing as this is sem break, I have nothing much to do, and yes, resistance is futile.
So, am I anyone’s favorite person?
[BGmusic: The Way Life Is by Bob Schneider]
Quote for the day:
Pito: Kuya Guy, when are you gonna get married?
Kuya Guy: Hanapan mo muna ako ng girlfriend.
Iking: … [perky:] I have a teacher!– A dinner table conversation between my cousins
Kwento:
I was in Baguio, having coffee with some old friends. We were about to leave, but my friend wanted to finish the cigarette she was smoking. My other friend said he’d help her finish. Thought he was kidding, but to my flabbergastment [note: not a real word] he took the cigarette and inhaled all that tar and nicotine like a pro. Take note that this guy used to go on and on about how bothersome it was to see people in nursing uniforms smoking, and now he’s turned into one of… [tun-tun-tuuuuun!] them.
End.
No, this isn’t going to be a preachy anti-smoking post. I just used that illustration because it was the least personal story I could think of. [Least personal meaning, if my friend came across my blog and read this, he wouldn't be offended... ehem ehem... right? <:D].
I just find it unsettling that even though I’m the one who moved away and has had to cope with a lot of change, I think I’m the one who has changed the least. I think I’m the only one who still hasn’t had a boyfriend [oh wait, tatlo ata kami, but whatever]… I don’t party [much], I don’t drink [much], I don’t smoke, I still laugh at the same things I found funny ten years ago, I still sleep with the same teddy bear I’ve been sleeping with since I was nine, I still stammer when I get nervous, I still don’t know how to dance, I’d still pick flight over fight in almost every situation, I’m still uncomfortable with touchy-feely displays of affection [even between friends], I still don’t know what I’m doing with my life, I still find it extremely hard to function in social situations, etc.
I don’t know if this almost absence of change is a good or bad thing. [But cutting myself some slack, maybe I'm a little more mature. Which... really isn't saying much. D'oh.]
Which brings me to the question: Is external and internal change inversely proportional, or is it just me? Does too much change make you want to hold on for dear life, or just go with the flow? Am I being a total twat for putting a graph to illustrate my point? [Wait, don't answer that last question, I think I know the answer to that one already.]
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