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Sunday, September 21, 2008


it got me home
9:29 AM


I was outside our church in Cavite hearing mass, listening to the Gospel. A lot of the parishioners here prefer to stay outdoors while hearing mass because it was quite packed inside and musty. In front of me was a quite good-looking family, a mother, a father and two beautiful little girls. Aww. Such happy sights like this renew my belief that the world is such a pleasant place to live in. Makes me remember my earlier dream to be a preschool teacher. Anyway, I was ogling the little girls (not in a sensual way, mind you, but in a smitten godfather manner) when one of them pointed a finger at me, and declared in a loud, pitchy voice appropriate for her age: "Mommy, emo o!" I actually turned around to the direction the girl was pointing at. The people behind me were staring at me. It is with horror that I realized that the emo person the girl was referring to was me.Little imp.Yes I have thick-framed glasses. Yes I haven’t visited the barber for quite some time now. And yes, I was wearing my favorite black shirt and my pair of chucks. But I’m not EMO! I have no prejudice on emo people. I know a few of them who are actually decent. I dunno either why I suddenly got angry. I guess it’s just because people kept looking at “this EMO guy,” (which, I repeat, I am not) plus soliciting a few laughs from people behind me. I willed myself to ignore the stares, and focused on the beautiful psalms. It went away after a while. I was such in a good mood that I even managed to nod at everyone around me on the “peace be with you” part. My attention again was caught by the family in front of me. Aww. Such a pretty sight. But as the girls kissed their mother, the latter pointed at me and told them, in a loud, pitchy voice DEFINITELY NOT appropriate for her age: "O, kiss nyo rin si Emo!"I was scandalized! The little imps actually had the nerve to approach me to do just what the mother told them. And by God, the mother was not showing any signs to restrain them! I then decided to look the part. I stared at them intensely, projecting the “don’t talk to strangers” aura, and mentally relaying to the little imps that yes, I do have Gilette blades in my pockets to slice my wrists with and yes, I can help you with yours, too. Apparently they got the idea and retreated to their mommy as fast as their little impish legs can manage. Man, that favorite black shirt will be at the bottom of my drawer for a while.***Later that day, I was buying something from the grocery a block away from our house. I went to the cashier after gathering the things I need. While I was placing the wares on the counter, she actually stared at me long and hard. Then in a loud, shrill voice, again, NOT appropriate for her age, she told the baggage girl (the one who places the purchased goods in a plastic) in Ilocano:"Day, kasla Harry potter!" (Mare, kamukha niya si Harry Potter!)"Wen ngarod!" (Oo nga!), responded the latter.Ha! Good thing I can understand Ilocano.Should I be flattered? Daniel Radcliffe doesn’t look quite that good these days. I guess it won’t hurt if I take that as a compliment now, would it? XD


it got me home
5:33 AM


Friday, September 12, 2008

Grabbed from Bryanne.

Bilang sikat na ang tagalizing ng mga kanta (cue: "Umbrella" ni Rihanna to "Ulan"), pano kaya if we do the same to movie titles? : I


Black Hawk Down - Ibong Maitim sa Ibaba

Dead Man's Chest - Dodo ng Patay

I Know What You Did Last Summer - Uyy... Aminin!

Love, Actually - Sa Totoo Lang, Pag-ibig

Million Dollar Baby - 50 Milyong Pisong Sanggol

The Blair Witch Project - Ang Proyekto ng Bruhang si Blair

Mary Poppins - Si Mariang May Putok

Snakes on a Plane - Nag-ahasan sa Ere

The Postman Always Rings Twice - Ang Kartero Kapag Dumutdot Laging Dalawang Beses

Sum of All Fears - Takot Mo, Takot Ko, Takot Nating Lahat

Swordfish - Talakitok

Robinhood, Men in Tights - Si Robin Hood at ang mga Felix Bakat

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly - Ako, Ikaw, Kayong Lahat

Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone - Adik si Harry, Tumira ng Shabu

Click - Isang Pindot Ka Lang

Brokeback Mountain - May Nawasak sa Likod ng Bundok ng Tralala / Bumigay sa Bundok

The Day of the Death - Ayaw Tumayo (ng mga Patay)

Waterworld - Basang-Basa

Four Weddings & a Funeral - Kahit Apat na Beses Ka Pang Magpakasal, Mamamatay Ka Rin


There's Something About Mary - May Kwan sa Ano ni Maria

Employee of the Month - Ang Sipsip

Resident Evil - Ang Biyenan

Annie Hall - Ang Butas ni Annie

Never Been Kissed - Pangit Kasi

Gone in 60 Seconds - 1 Round, Tulog

The Fast and the Furious - Ang Bitin, Galit

Too Fast, Too Furious - Kapag Sobrang Bitin, Sobrang Galit

Dude, Where's my Car - Dong, Anong Level Ulit Tayo Nag-park?

Beauty and the Beast - Ang Asawa Ko at Ang Nanay Niya

The Lord of the Rings - Ang Alahero

Kill Bill - Kilitiin sa Bilbil

The Grudge - Lintik Lang ang Walang Ganti

Nightmare Before Christmas - Binangungot sa Noche Buena

Pretty Woman - Ganda ng Lola Mo


rotfl. XD


it got me home
11:59 PM


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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October 2007
May 2008
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July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008

THANKS

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