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Monday, February 19, 2007






#28: NEWS ON JOURNALISM ( PART 2 )


And then the bad news: The Nucleus is out. Our newspaper, yeah. It's great. The fruit of our hardwork has presented itself to us in a form of a 2-sectioned wad of large glossy paper.


And yeah, there are issues. First, the typos. Unavoidable, really. But some errs are just too obvious to miss. Then there's the name switch. Students are named for articles that are not theirs, intentional or unintentional. I'm a victim of this, too. My poem, "Nightingale" was unnamed, and Angel's interview with Ma'am Sabado was credited to me. Now I'm clearing that stuff.


The problem doesn't stop there. There's this issue about Gidget, our associate editor, about not getting the facts right on her editorial. Granted that, but still, I think Gidget's editorial is kickass.


And lastly, there's this thing about BJ, the other associate editor. Well, more of an ass editor. I've been silent on this issue for a while, but hey, i've been swimming in his pits for a time now. I went to his blog to read on his prom update. But what I saw was a post about him being a hero on this issue and all. This is really way beyond me. But everything just came back after reading that goddamned post. I was really furious.


He said he did that in the guise of defending us from the admin and all. Get real, man. You just really wanna suck up, I can tell. And if you really do think that you need to defend us, well I don't think so. Everything you say always comes out wrong, and you know it. You said it yourself, you're tactless. We don't need you to muddle up the issue some more.


And I did not flame you. I swear. But I would've done the same if I know what flaming is. Someone used my name. And he's a coward. But it just goes to prove that I'm not the only one who knows about your friggin' kiss-assing. And I do think too that the flamer is you. I have half a mind to consider that angle. You needed an issue, you insulted yourself, accused others, and expressed your sorry heart to Ma'am. I think you're desperate and crazy enough to do that.


Man, sucking up has dramatically evolved from volunteering in erasing the blackboard to stepping on other people's reputations.I'm tired of your tattletaling. I know you've been denigrating my reputation to our adviser for a while, telling her of those innumerable insults I've thrown behind your back, when in the process of your tattletaling the one who's backstabbing is you. Yes, I did say profanities on you, but it's after you had thrown one. Just look on my tagboard and you'll know what I'm talking about. And I thought your congratulatory statements on me were true. I would find out later that before one meeting, you spilled the beans on her and gave me a bad name like you always do. What a coincidence, backfighting after I won the Valencia. You jealous? You wanna have one too? Oops, I forgot, you can't. So you just contented yourself in dirtying up a rival. How pathetic. A word of advice: don't backstab. It's a faggy way to fight. And there's no need for me to do what you're doing, wrecking reputations and all. Because you've got none to start with.


Don't say we don't have a problem, internal, external, or in-between your ass. Because the problem is you. I've forgotten about this juvenile game of yours, but I just can't avoid your cutesy little post. I really don't care if you cry your heart out. I think you deserve it. So stop acting like you're innocent. Cause we all know you're not.


Feel the conscience tugging at your heartstrings, man. And do something about it.


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it got me home
1:00 AM


THE (NOT SO) LITTLE PRINCE

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RONALD ALLAN PRADO HABON

Binigyan ng spank of life ng doctor matapos ipanganak ng nanay. Nanunuod ng Big Brother. Nag-aaral kung saan nakatayo ang mamang me fresh confidence. Kumakaen ng glutathione. Possessed a sexy body. Syempre past tense kasi sexier na ngayon. Sexier than nude. Timang sino niloko mo. Nagpapanggap pilosopo na hindi. Will strip for a price. Depends. Me aso at isda. At piglet, as an afterthought sa kanyang nakababatang kapatid. Ayaw ng tinola dahil kinatay ang alagang chicken nung bata. Pogi daw sabi nung mga neurons sa brain niya. Hey hey you you I know that you like me. No it’s not a secret. Girls, please, isa-isa lang.

(Dengue-denguehan. Nyah, saka ko na lang aayusin to. Nahihilo ako.)

Nigga, pleez.
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