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You thought I ain't coming back, didn't you?! Didn't you?!
Well yeah, I though I ain't coming back, too. Until of course I remembered that ALL STARTED OUT HERE!!!
So how does it feel being in love? Uh, you got to ask Che 'bout that, she always seems to be in love. DON'T ASK ME! Because I have none of those feelings you always associate with love. I'm a loveless boy! A L-O-S-E-R (to the words of my sixth-grade rival named Dennis.) I'm done for. I'm dry. And I'm.... happy?
Come again? I'm happy. If that's a problem, IT'S YOURS BABY.
News. Re-reading my previous entries, I realized that I've been talking a lot about wanting to get a computer. Well at last, I got one now. I named him John Galt. Don't ask me to explain why. Look instead for my oozy juicy journal stashed somewhere in this side of the cyber universe. You'll find an explanation there. And a lot more of the things that nobody else ought to know. Hah! Intriguing....
More news. I'm not going to Japan anymore! All because of my stupidity, really. I didn't realize that the deadline for submitting those pesky requirements for the scholarship had already been passed way before I even decided to pursue it. Long story. Boring.
What about you? What's YOUR news?
Hey you! You there hiding inside sunshinysarcasm's skirt... get outta there.... Oh hi there Ms. uh... lemme check... ah! Ms. Nuala Luna. Listen, don't go believing any of the stuff written in here aight? This is some guy's perverted release of pre-mature ego sperms that didn't quite make it to the real world's eggcell. Ano daw?
Anyway. Just because I haven't updated for a loooooooonnnnnggggg time, Ima make you an impromptu poetry. It's a poem (well something like a poem) called....
The Cool Dude Glass
The cool duude glass is a cheap glass
Glass o so cheap you wouldn't want it for a nickel
or brass
or water
if you're thirsty even. not even if you're dying
But he is the cool dude glass.
and in his transparent walls are written the words:
"You're too damn smooth for anything
no time for sleep or food
You swan around just being you
the coolest ever dude!"
And nobody ever wants to drink in the cool doode glass.
He is cool. He is dude. He IS duude... and doode
And Still nobody wants to drink in him.
Only me. only yOU!
only that guy over there
who's reading this and wondering if he wants to add me to his friends list.
because the cool dude glass is on my table. the coolest ever table.
some days i sleep by it and I salivate
and everybody wants to sit on it
and drink in the cool dude glass.
haaarrggh! enough. damn it, i am so drunk. with insecurity that is.
can't you read between the lines?
Ladies and gentlemen,
This is.
THE JOURNAL OF INSECURITY.
*curtsy*
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[01 Sep 2004|06:56pm] |
should i go to Japan? or should i not go to Japan?
ah well, we'll cross the bridge when we get there.
somebody just grabbed my ass while i was taking a pee in a public restroom. imagine that??!! who said i had an ass, anyway? haha
this is not me posting. sorry. somebody messed up with my lburty and he/she somehow got hold of my password and is making an update right now. ljbg.hkbka
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[26 Aug 2004|11:26am] |
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Otot mo blue! hahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahah
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| can i buy your harold robbins? |
[24 Aug 2004|10:30am] |
guys, do any of you own a harold robbins?
i'm out to collect all the harold robbins novels and series. i don't care if you think it's queer doing that. i like the way he writes - a lot. and i don't care about what you think, thank you.
i'm sure you're bound to throw your copies sooner or later anyway, so why don't you just give them to me? I'll even buy them from you!
so will you let me?
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[24 Aug 2004|10:19am] |
,jsdhbvfj,hdf,vz!!
Thank you.
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| Who said I'm not emo?? |
[04 Aug 2004|06:00pm] |
Time for an update, woohoo!!
I love this part. Like my cubicle-mate said, "It's all downhill from here, babeh!" So.
Birthdays are overrated. But mine isn't; that's because I'm a special kid, yes? Rommel asked me how it feels to be 21, I said it feels like... being too young to belong and too old to stay the same. Well, that's what I said [in essence] but my thought bubble really said: it feels like I'm a big, orange, plump tomato - oh so right for picking, but still too precious for consumption. Hah!
Whatever that means. My 21st birthday wish is to stay the same and change, where there requires change. In self-assessment, I think I'm not doing bad at 21, being the Type A person that I am and all. Let's see:
John Nash [mathematical genius] was 21 when he wrote his 27-page dissertation, "Non-Cooperative Games," in 1950. This dissertation would later win him his Nobel Prize in Economics in 1994.
Marlee Matlin, at age 21, was the youngest female to win an Oscar for Best Actress, for the film Children of a Lesser God.
At 21 years of age, Michelle Kwan is a 5-time World Champion, 8-time National Champion, 2-time Olympic Medalist, and Sullivan Award Winner.
Alfred 'The Great' became King of Wessex at the age of 21. He alone of all the English kings and queens - is known as 'the Great' for valiantly defending and reforming the Wessex kingdom.
And who could forget Alicia Keys? She has taken home a VMA, two Billboard Awards, two American Music Awards, two NAACP Image Award, three Soul Train awards, two World Music Awards, one ECCHO award, and oh yeah, FIVE Grammys all by the tender age of 21.
Them among the countless 21-year-old prodigies of all time.
I did my homework, didn't I?
Well, here's my one-sentence-description-of-a-lifetime-achievement-at-the-age-of-21:
Nix at age 21 has drowned in a flood and lived to tell the story; made a girl cry in joy; raised a healthy green little turtle; created panick among security guards in a comfort room without effort; gained 12 pounds over the span of a Christmas vacation [after being underweight for the longest time]; swallowed a whole chicken egg still in shell; grew big leafy cabbages at the backyard; caught the biggest catfish in town; slept on the rooftop; skinny dipped in a river and got belt-whipped after; jacked-off in the library; sent i-love-you cards for mom; asked his biggest high-school crush for the last dance; won a place in food-stuffing contest; earned three-folds in profit selling halo-halo; learned to cook the perfect cucido; and made his mom and big bro real proud!
My, their achievements PALE in comparison to what I've done, yeah!
I guess I'm a fine, purrfect 21-year-old bloke after all. >:)
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[02 Aug 2004|09:26pm] |
Leirillä ollaan oltu myös talli ravanilla
ulvilassa ja vaeltamassa jaakkolan issikkatallilla.
I'm going to ask you on a date if you can tell me what the hell does this means.
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[02 Aug 2004|08:56pm] |
This is my moment of I-want-to-cry-right-now-thinking-that-I’m-going-to-turn-21-tomorrow-and-I-feel-like-I-haven’t-accomplished-anything-in-my-21-years-feeling.
Let it well right now; we'll see if this lifts tomorrow. As I'm pretty sure it will.
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[29 Jul 2004|08:54pm] |
Well yeah, there's always the comfort in knowing that I had her and even though she doesn't love me anymore, the fact that she did - once - is more than I can ever want. But still.
OH CRAP!
Naalala ko lang, pinaka-embarrassing moment ko eh nung nasa SM North ako with mom and big bro tapos bigla akong natae, so pumunta ako sa CR sa may foodcourt para i-relieve sarili ko. E mga 10am pa lang nun so kabubukas pa lang ng mall, wala pang tao so nung pumasok ako sa CR, dahil nagmamadali ako, di na siguro ako napansin ng janitor. Ng maglilinis na siya, kinakatok na niya cubicle ko tapos dahil di naman ako umiimik, kala niya may tao na "kung anung kababalaghan" ang ginagawa. So yun, nagsumbong siguro ang janitor. Napansin ko na lang parang madami yatang tao sa tapat ng cubicle ko. Eh patapos na ako, paglabas ko ---- AN DAMING GUARDS!!! REAdy na sana nilang sirain yung door ng cubicle ko kasi kala nila may addict or something. Nung makita nila ako (tapos siguro naamoy yung gebs ko) nagtawanan na lang sila. Di na ako nagpakita dun kahit kelan. Hehehehe
Yun lang. Baw.
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[27 Jul 2004|07:16pm] |
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I'm going to name my first son Ragnar Ethan Nikolai.
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[27 Jul 2004|06:37pm] |
There's the bite and the ulcer*.
On the same spot in my tounge, imagine! I can't open my mouth or swallow anything without wincing because the pain - oh baby the pain - is TEH PAIN! The ulcer was ok; I get them all the time, mainly because of the stochastic weather. I can live with it. But to inadvertently bite my tounge on the same spot where the pus is-- my gas! I developed a fever just because of that.
Which brings me to my main point: I was absent yesterday [Monday] because of that and therefore, was not able to go out and meet you guys. I hope you all had fun. (I make gurreat excuses for not coming, won't you agree?) But hey, really, I wanted to go if not for the slight fever and my incapacity to talk, let alone smile.
So there I was at home on a monday morning, not able to get out of bed because the mere effort of sitting triggers the pain. I just spent the whole time reading Ayn Rand.
By the way... whenever I read the first chapter of the third and last part ["A is A"] of Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged, I feel like I badly want to masturbate...and I do, too. And it's weird because the two experience [reading the chapter and jerking-off] feels exactly the same - kind of like the feeling of guiltless freedom, and just self-exultation and deliverance. No kidding. It's the only time I masturbate and feel like I earned the right to masturbate.
Which is stretching the topic far too long already. So I'm going to just tell you that I'm going to celebrate my 21st birthday next week, the 3rd of August, whoppee!!! But, I won't be treating friends out until the 21st. That's when there'll be a Kiddie Party [no kidding] in McDonalds for my debut. Woohoo. No final whereabouts yet, but I'll let you know because I'm going to invite you, yes.
I've a new best friend, swimmy. Heehee. He doesn't know it yet, but I talk to Jerry about him and maybe Jerry'll tell him about it, but I doubt because Jerry is a very unrealiable turtle like I already told you before. (There's something redundant in the preceding sentence but I won't make corrections anymore.)
Screaming, I say, is an undiscovered virtue, that only those who have the capacity to be truly happy can ever achieve. EEeeeeeeeeEEEEeee!!!!!
And that's that!
*the small oral boils/furuncle/singaw
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| Hallor! -- *inside joke* |
[23 Jul 2004|08:40am] |
Oh yeah? Beat this!
Hmm...hmmmm....gaining momentum....gaining momentum.........
Ta-dah!
I'm still on the third wheel. I thought I was going to score last night when she asked if she could sleep over at my place, but damn, the boyfriend probably smelled something fishy that's bound to happen so he decided against going home and slept over with us instead! hrmphrhbtl;UKHgldkzdggzfk;bgzdjf!!!!!!)&^$(&$%I&%$(&$(&!!!! Yes, wish ko lang di ba? Hehe.
Oh they're both my very good friends. And my fantasies about her already dissipated from the day she ugh...left. So it's okay really, I think they got the best of each other so no sour-graping about them anymore.
I left early today and I left them still in bed --- THE BASTARDS! --- they're probably humping on my bed right now -- ON MY BED, DAMN IT. OKay, I said no sour-graping anymore. *pftt*
See, I told you I kept using "oh" and "yes" in my entries. Now if only I could do the twist.
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[19 Jul 2004|08:34am] |
I'm being fond of saying "Oh." Noticed lately?
Yes, [and "Yes," too] my Freudian tendencies probably has got everything to do with it. I'm a deprived little monkey, baby.
I hate, I hate, I hate the mayhems of Makati Monday morning. When I become universal chief instigator, I'm going to slash off from the calendar all the Mondays and I'm going to make Christmases be celebrated on summers.
I'm hungry. I'm hungry. I'm hungry. And I have a new haircut and again, I'll be perfectly fine with it IF ONLY THESE LITTLE MONSTER HAIRS WERE TAMABLE!!!!!!!!!!!
Hmm. I really should be trying some more vocabularies. I keep using the same phrases over and over again. The sign of digital deterioration, my gas! Eeeeeeeee!!!!!!
Okay, I'm going to shut up now.
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From the previous entry: "unneccesary" --- yak! yak! yak! Oh the travesty.
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[18 Jul 2004|05:25pm] |
A quick update, yes.
I'm with two friends right now-- well, a couple, that is. And I am the third wheel! Oh what fun, to be the "unneccesary" among the three. Oh well, life's like that. Oops, here now comes the girl, so Ima go now. Ciao!
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[16 Jul 2004|06:42pm] |
HOOOOBBAAAHHH!!!
Tasks are done fine and perfect methinks. My talks in Ateneo and in LaSalle are done and over with. I think I managed to impress the kids from JPES although I still think I would've done much better had I prepared for it more. Howell. Talk in LaSalle was much better so I think that compensates for it all.
Spiderman is a suabe film. Watch it if you haven't watched it already.
Whatever happened to the promise of a gory, blood-sputtering Kill Bill 2??!! And where the hell was Yuri Yubari?? I wanted her to avenge her twin sister's death but whatever did Quentin do to her?? I should've not read the original script. It wasn't as satisfying because I was expecting a lot of scenes that didn't appear in Kill Bill 2. Flock.
My turtle Jerry, I think, is becoming over-weight.
And don't eat in Cafe Lupe; their food sucks. For their price, it sucks big time.
Huumm-huuummm...
Ugh, what's going on? Are we on yet for that thing?? *wink* *wink*
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HOOOOBBAAAHHH!!!
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[09 Jul 2004|06:29pm] |
It's the final episode of Sana'y Wala nang Wakas tonight...
...and so all my officemates have gone home now.
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[08 Jul 2004|05:57pm] |
OKay......insecurity attack!!!! Haaaaaaarrrggghhhh!!!
It's one of those days, hay.
I will feel ll right if I could just buy that computer.
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And because people are people are people, I gotta learn to forgive myself. Three mistakes in a row, baby. How do you keep up with me?
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I love ginataang santol!!!!!!! Haaaaaaaaarggghhhh!! Demmet, I want ginataang santol!!!
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There being no other reason for me to hold on, I'm going to let go. And just this once, we'll freefall until we make a full-circle around my universe and yours.
Yes, that's just my way of sour-graping because she doesn't love me anymore. Huhuhuhu.
Next up, stories from Mindanao! Woohoo!
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