| Gelli De Bading |
[19 Aug 2004|01:25pm] |
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I am the jealous gay best friend. I am jealous because my girl best friend is friends with this pa-divang, la ultimo nagmamagandang badessa na wala namang right para magmaganda dahil hindi sya maganda. I am kinda angered because I know this filthy fag won't do her any good, and man, was I right! She lost her phone just a month ago, and guess who was my suspect (Believe me, I have reasons to believe so)? She had been reprimanded twice by her trainers, and guess whose fault it was? All I can do is to warn her about him. It's not like I can forbid her to go out with him. And so I've resulted to profusely bad mouthing the fag in her presence. Kesyo ipapahamak sya ng bading, kesyo I'm sure na sya nagnakaw ng cellphone nya, kesyo I never really liked the fag from the start. Oh well, that was pathetic, I know. I just hate that fag to the bones!!!! I hated him from day one, and I'm gonna hate him until the end of days. Our first conversation went like this:
Fag browsing through her phone, saw her ex, asked me:
Fag: Is her ex cute?
Fabulous, beautiful moi:: Yeah...
Fag Hag to my girl friend: Is he cuter than my exes?
Divine moi: (saying to myself) I'm zzorrryy???
Girl best friend butting in, turned to me: But you told me he looked like Jay Sonza when he was maitim...
Moi: Yeah... ahahhaa!!
Ugly fag: I have this thing against dark guys.
Moi: (raising one eyebrow) Ah talaga? (sizing him up and smirked)
Fag biatch.
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| Bernini Before da Vinci |
[19 Aug 2004|03:45pm] |
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Yellowcard - Gifts and Curses - Spider-man 2 |
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I'm almost done with Dan Brown's Angels and Demons, and it is not as shocking and as exciting as his The Da Vinci Code. However, character development was more established in this novel, but I was easily bored in a good number of parts. Anyway, what really amazed me was the marble statue made by Bernini Santi appropriately named The Ecstasy of St. Teresa. St. Teresa's description of her ecstasy couldn't be any more pornographic:
"...this great golden spear filled with fire plunged into me several times, penetrated to my entrails, sweetness so extreme that one could not possibly wish it to stop."
You go, gurl.
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