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This coming Tuesday, I shall be off to the land of SARS and Jackie Chan films, Hong Kong, where I shall probably spread my retardery with them Chinamen Hong Kongers Kung Fungese Chinks. But I dunno, I think it’s gonna be hard for me.

Look at them. No sense of lulz whatsoever, these Chinese.

But still, I’ll be gone for six days and I’m expecting to have a blast. And by “blast”, I mean “not getting into another stupid embarassing situation that’ll make my familly finally cut all ties with me and will also probably get me deported. To Nigeria.” (more…)

Oh hai interwubs. Sorry for the lameness of my last two posts. I mean, seriously. They’re super lame. I mean, definitely not as lame as this guy here, but lamezorz still. Honestly, I’ve been staring at the computer screen for a good part of the day, trying real hard to think of ideas to write about. But I really can’t think of anything smart to say, except maybe this:

Attempt at being smart = EPIC FAIL

So maybe I’ve been running out of intelligent things to write. So for a change, I have decided to go and hang out with some intelligent people for a while, instead of the usual perverts and fat people who I spend time with. When I say “intelligent” I mean people who don’t ask for buttsecks with any living creature the first chance they get. But I digress. (more…)

Oh, hey guys, I can’t believe Holy Week is already over. And truth be told, I actually planned to spend some time alone and reflect and be a better person afterwards. No, seriously. Lookee, this is me now:

And I planned to disappear into the mountains alone, find my inner demons and start a protracted battle complete with flashbacks: (more…)

Ever been in a situation where you step into a room, and three ugly midgets dressed in clown suits hit you on the head with a sledgehammer, and when you come to you are tied to a chair with your eyelids duct taped so that you won’t be able to blink, and then the said midgets would force you to watch lewd sadistic gay clown midget sex acts which of course nobody but Bim likes to watch? No? Neither have I. It happened to a… friend.

But please do try to imagine yourself in that situation. What would you feel? If the first word that come to your head would be “boner”, I would suggest that you would immediately isolate yourself from the rest of humanity and check right away with a psychologist. Because boner isn’t the word I was looking for. The apporpriate feeling to be in a situation like that wouuld be “helplessness” (among, of course, other things like “suicide”, “eye bleach”, “insanity”, and “boner-killer”. But I digress.) (more…)

After the OFW brouhaha, Malu Fernandez has once again tried to ruffle everyone’s feathers by being as tactless as she hits this time, the people who brought that issue into the open – bloggers. In her latest article, “The Problem With Blogging…“, she says:

I believe in the freedom of speech. By all means say what you need to say. Unfortunately for most of the bloggers without advertising you get paid nothing. If in fact you do get paid then hooray for you. But blogging, aside from Perez Hilton and the other big time bloggers (you know who you are) is for me a slacker job or a medium and pastime for lonely people to connect. Unless you’re in bloody Siberia or in a Gulag prison, try stepping outside your comfort zone and turn off the laptop or pc, you just might find some real live people to talk to instead of typing away in cyber space.

Okay, I admit I refused to comment on the issue the first time it came out because, honestly, I find it LOL. Her original article was in bad taste and all and I refuse to give her justification of any kind by commenting on it. Same as now. I’m just LOL-ing at it and shrugging it off.

But I’m curious. What do YOU think of this whole Malu Fernandez versus the bloggers thing?

The Situation: Me and my band were in a coffee shop somewhere in Tomas Morato, drinking coffee (duh), annoying the fuck out of the laptop-weilding patrons who look like they’re about to close a deal or something but the fact that we were in a corner playing the guitars and loudly singing off-tune (we were, erm, composing songs. Shut up.) were preventing them from getting any real work done.

Also, we ended up in a Thai restaurant where we overloaded on curry dishes until I felt like throwing up all over the place. (more…)

So yesterday was my first day at work, right? Of course I wanted to go to work early because I don’t want people to think I was a stubborn lazy ass who goes to work only when he feels like it. But I digress.

So I get to the commute part of my soon-to-be daily routine. I go take a jeepney, which takes ten minutes, but it’s normal. Hey, it’s a Monday. I’ve been commuting for years and I always get to elbow pregnant women and frail old ladies for a fair shot at squeezing myself into whatever free space is there in the jeepney.

Sometimes I just run alongside it

So after that jeepney ride, I go now to the MRT, which will magically transport me to a magical place called Ortigas where there is work to be done and money to be earned. I have always experienced horrible crowds there and I even had my bird groped once by some fag so I was prepared for another horrific experience and-

MRT GMA-Kamuning Station at 8am

Wow.
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