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Sunday, October 28, 2007



#55: THE LEGEND OF MENSTRUATION

        Once upon a time, when the world was young, back when Babylon was not yet built, and waay back when the first Tabon Man was conceived, Adam and Eve bore their 1969th child. Her name was, uhm... Cynthia Nicole. (Don't ask me why.) Cynthia Nicole was tall, beautiful, and all those cliches. But oh, was she hairy.

         But being hairy does not stop her from going outside into the forest (pretty much what they do in the old days, since there's no mall or cellphones) even if the animals thought she is one of them.
         
         "Come join us, Cynthia Nicole!" yakked the yaks.

         "Oh no. I may be hairy, but I am human. And I have no horns like yours." said Cynthia Nicole.

         "Come join us, Cynthia Nicole!" screamed the monkeys.

        "Oh no. I may be hairy, but I am human. And I have no tails like yours." replied Cynthia Nicole.

         "Come join us, Cynthia Nicole!" said Rufus, the naked mole-rat.

        "Oh no. I may be hairy - heck, you don't even have hair!" replied Cynthia in a sweet voice.

       " Just joinin' in the bandwagon, you know?" said Rufus, a little hurt nonetheless.

               Tired from the redundancy of her answers (and wondering how animals can talk in the first place), she decided to wax herself. She applied tree-sap(the one that when solidified, turns to amber) to strips of monkey-skin (aha! So there's some use for their skin after all), applied it on herself, and pulled.

               Adam didn't ask Cynthia Nicole during dinner(and what a fricken large dinner that was, with his children and all) why his daughter has become all fair and smooth. He just hoped it is a natural gift from Up Above. Little did he know that Cynthia Nicole initiated 
the first steps to modern artificial physical modification.  

             On the other side of the forest resides the snake Jennifer. He is the son of the same snake that conned Adam and Eve. Jennifer prided himself with his scales (the scales notwithstanding) and in fact collects the skin he sheds off whenever he molts. And yeah, he's the baddie here.

            Through some incomprehensible reason, Cynthia Nicole got invited to a party. So she was looking for something to wear. Coincidentally, saw the skins, and fell in love with it as Cruella would fall for faux-fur. Jennifer was not in the cave at the moment. So she stole them, and gave them to her 235th brother who designs gowns and whatsits. Cynthia Nicole wanted them to be 
made into high fashioned gloves for the party.

            Jennifer arrived at the cave and immediately saw the heinuous deed. Through DNA fingerprinting, he determined that Cynthia Nicole was the one who 
stole his skin. Boiling with rage, he went to her cave and saw Cynthia Nicole sleeping.

          "Curse you girl! curse you to everlasting uteral bloodletting!" And he bit the highest place he can reach. Oh, you know where.

          I don't know, but that bite must hurt really, really bad.

          So you see, everytime girls have it, snakes are not allowed to come near. Tee-hee.

          Yeah, so blame Nicole and her scale fetish. Pretty much like we blame Adam and Eve for eating that damned apple.

         


it got me home
10:45 AM


Saturday, October 27, 2007



#54: HI, I'M ALLAN


You entered: Ronald Habon

There are 11 letters in your name.
Those 11 letters total to 50
There are 4 vowels and 7 consonants in your name.
What your first name means:Scottish Male Mighty counselor/ruler.
Scandinavian Male Rules with counsel. Form of Reynold.
Gaelic Male Rules with counsel. Form of Reynold.
English Male Powerful. Rules with counsel. Form of Reynold.


Your number is: 5

The characteristics of #5 are: Expansiveness, visionary, adventure, the constructive use of freedom.

The expression or destiny for #5:
The number 5 Expression endows with the wonderful characteristic of multi-talents and versatility. You can do so many things well. The tone of the number 5 is constructive freedom, and in your drive to attain this freedom, you will likely be the master of adaptability and change. You are good at presenting ideas and knowing how to approach people to get what you want. Naturally, this gives you an edge in any sort of selling game and spells easy success when it comes to working with people in most jobs. Your popularity may lead you toward some form of entertainment or amusement. Whatever you do, you are clever, analytical, and a very quick thinker.

If there is too much of the 5 energy in your makeup, you may express some the negative attitudes of the number. Your restless and impatient attitude may keep you from staying with any project for too long. Sometimes you can be rather erratic and scatter yourself and your energies. You have a hard time keeping regular office hours and maintaining any sort of a routine. You tend to react strongly if you sense that your freedom of speech or action is being impaired or restricted in any way. As clever as you are, you may have a tendency to make the same mistakes over and over again because much of your response is glib reaction rather that thoughtful application. You are in a continuous state of flux brought by constantly changing interests.

Your Soul Urge number is: 5

A Soul Urge number of 5 means:
The 5 soul urge or motivation would like to follow a life of freedom, excitement, adventure and unexpected happening. The idea of travel and freedom to roam intrigues you. You are very much the adventurer at heart. Not particularly concerned about your future or about getting ahead, you can seem superficial and unmotivated.

In a positive sense, the energies of the number 5 make you very adaptable and versatile. You have a natural resourcefulness and enthusiasm that may mark you as a progressive with a good mind and active imagination. You seem to have a natural inclination to be a pace-setter. You are attracted to the unusual and the fast paced.

You may be overly restless and impatient at times. You may dislike the routine work that you are engaged in, and tend to jump from activity to activity, without ever finishing anything. You may have difficulty with responsibility. You don't want to be tied down to a relationship, and it may be hard to commit to one person.

Your Inner Dream number is: 9

An Inner Dream number of 9 means:
You dream of being creative, intellectual, and universal; the selfless humanitarian. You understand the needy and what to help them. You would love to be a person people count on for support and advice.

(Another update. Gotta eat. Later.)


it got me home
4:23 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.
:D

ROSES & THORNS

Me
Narcissism
The best deals!
Arts and crafts
Money
Winning
English
Singing
A good challenge!
Writing
Movies
Good time
Broad. Ass.
Journarism
Kids
Screenplay writing
Summer
Sleep! (who doesn’t?) 


Superficial
Math T_T
Pressure
A empty wallet
Dora the Explorer

BEFRIENDING THE FOX


VISIT OTHER PLANETS

Bea M.
Bea P.
Bernard
Bobbie
Carlos Miguel
Celiz
Christian
Elsperm
Florizza
Gidget
Iric
Ituloy Angsulong
Japboy
Joliza
Jonell
Jonell
Joselle
Kuya Fiel
Kuya Gerald
Kuya Joe
Kuya Shark
Kwekky
Leslie
Leya
Louis
Louise
Minnelle
Nica
Nika
Pax
Spsexyc
Thea
Thea, KJ, Jay-V
Trixia
Tsina
Vanir
Yayi

FRAGMENTS OF IMAGINATION

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May 2007
June 2007
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October 2007
May 2008
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August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008

THANKS

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