March 31, 2009

No, I'm not kidding.

Months ago, I efficiently remember telling my close friend about my dream which weird-ed me out:

I was in the backstage of ASAP (a variety show of ABS-CBN) talking and guiding 3 stars/singers that it's their turn to get into the stage. As they went out, I took a quick look on the audience (point of view: backstage) and I saw a huge rushing car..going to crash the stage. But! Before it even hit the stage, the car shifted in sort of a magical harry potter-ish way to a golden brown dog with its tongue sticking out. Fin.


This March:
Our car got stolen.
My brother bought a Yorkshire Terrier.
My internship is at ABS-CBN..and my show is ASAP.
I'm still waiting for the magical harry potter-ish way to happen.

March 21, 2009

You're getting old...

when you look back and you miss being the cute kid: ...everyone wants to cuddle and play with you...you hear women saying "I'll wait for you when you grow up"...you wish you were the small dude wearing blue shirt with no problems but to run around, get tired and be grumpy but still look adorable...





.. but then you've realized that you're the ear-scratching dude sitting beside the kid: stressed, problematic, still grumpy but more handsome. Close to looking like Hugh Jackman. XD


Passer-by: "Hugh Jackman my ass!"

March 17, 2009

I hated you and your stinking guts!

Past tense. When you did whatever you did which pushed me to hate you.
  • You could say it in a good way. I know it's my responsibility but the manner and treatment..unbearable. Check your bossy self. ASAP.
  • You asked me to do something. I did it. And when I gave my work to you, YOU THREW IT ON THE FLOOR. @)(#%$#)^*$)^* WHAT THE FUCK?!?!. I smiled on that very instant and snap a joke to switch my mood 'cause I don't want to make a scandal out of your inappropriate effin' act. I didn't even curse. MEMO: Have a less conceited head on your shoulders.
  • You have issues. I'm tired of it. Huwag ka na lang padalos dalos.
Friendly advices. It's all good now. I even prayed for all of them: “Father, forgive them, for they don’t know what they’re doing.” I know I know..I'm a mess, too. And this is my messy outlet.

Zoilus:
Hate is good. Hate, like all emotion, is in-and-of-itself not a bad thing, it's just an emotion that is part of us and we all do it.

You need to deal with hate, control it. And to do this you need to recognize it.

This is called reasoning and this is what separates human from animals, who just react to emotions without any pre-thought.

March 14, 2009

Pants on Fire

These are some facts about myself..and some lies too! If you know me, you'll know which is true. XD

1. When I was 12 or 13..even 14, I dreamt of becoming a Macho Dancer, the one being placed inside a huge gift box in those bachelorette parties/bridal showers and then being able to dance to the blindfolded birthday girl/soon-to-be-bride. You naughty little. And I dream of becoming one until now.

2. I still eat food which fall off from my plate and fall right on the floor. No 5/10/25 seconds rule. Just eat it.

3. I once accidentally fell in a canal/manhole in the middle of a tough hide-and-seek game with my brother. Stupid manhole camouflaging behind a very good hiding spot.

4. I had a milk commercial. Sterilized.

5. I still drink a combination of Yakult and milk before going to sleep.

6. I thought that my kindergarten teacher was a lesbo. Because her hair was really short. Which leads me to a kiddie conclusion that old women with short hair = not straight.

7. I like answering phones, doing prank calls, talking to anyone in the phone. Because I can't be seen and I can be anyone who I like..depending on my mood. "Good day! This is John Legend speaking!"

8. I thought that the Tarsier of my uncle was a crossbreed of an owl, chimpanzee, and a chihuahua. I was 6.

9. I can see the future/things that can happen. Or at the very least, an idea of it. No, I don't use cards and crystal balls. Costume not included.

10. I have a research meeting and a recording to attend to and I'm still right in front of the computer telling bold-face lies.

March 2, 2009

You will rot in hell!

Around 5:50 in the morning, I entered the bathroom then hazily took off my clothes.

And in the middle of my steamy lone stripping, I heard my Mom and Dad's rushing footsteps.

So being the good and all-knowing son that I am, I wore my clothes back and went out of the bathroom.

Heard the commotion outside our house so I went there and saw something missing in front of our house..


OUR FAMILY CAR.

IT WAS STOLEN. FCUK.