Posted in anger, life, rants, reality, tagged anger, rants, reality on December 2, 2007 | No Comments »
While I’m getting older, I keep hearing either the ‘E’ word, the ‘W’ word or the ‘P’ word. Engagements. Weddings. and Pregnancy. In a time where sex wasn’t all that taboo (but protection seems to lack still), and i am slowly reaching into my late twenties. I get to hear that alot. From my already [...]
Posted in rants, reality on November 16, 2007 | No Comments »
* I keep falling into the green void. Must stop.
* so, you’ve just been a hot topic in a recent conversation (conversations if you count the repeat rate of the story revolving around the table), nothing seems better than a bunch of people all together talking about crap and didn’t bother to swing and ask [...]
Posted in rants, work on July 13, 2007 | 1 Comment »
I have a temper. It can be kept for insanely long amounts of time before I blow up like Mt. Pinatubo after a real long mounting period. Bubbling until its got my goat.
I hate being placed on hope, I absolutely hate people piling you dreams only to take them away.
Only to be found out that [...]
Posted in angry, nintendo ds lite., rants on May 1, 2007 | No Comments »
naturally. my spoiled little sister (who is 10 going 2) forgotten all about her gameboy advance when she saw me come home with Amida.
At first, she wouldn’t touch it or borrow it, now she is using her grubby, dirty hands on my poor Amida, since last night, first all she was playing was Mario Kart, [...]
Posted in gossips, grapevines, rants, tsismis on February 9, 2007 | No Comments »
Any kind of people thrive, thirst and have this insatiable desire for gossip. Take for instance. A fight shared between two people suddenly you get feedback from a person a thousand miles away. Tangina, the grapevine travels mighty fast. Greedily it was relished by a handful or so people who was conveniently riding the same [...]
Posted in music, rants, retard on January 24, 2007 | No Comments »
Tuesday, I was “forced” to pick up my mom and sister at work since the driver didn’t come in. On the way to pick up my mom (we were still around the magallanes area when she saw her “friends”/co-teachers who all hitched a ride to edsa.
The Killers was currently playing that time, I hear murmurs [...]
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