September 2009
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July 2009
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The Best Philippine President, Ever.
That Satur Ocampo is an asshole.
I see he likes to turn a blind eye on progress. Really, communists are sick in the head. I can’t speak for Marx though; it’s a pity to see his life’s work misinterpreted by silly little people the way it has.
tsk.
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The pangulo was very vocal in her speech to da’ natiooooon this afternoon.
Ms. Speech-Writer did her Excellency very...
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POETRY: A Stringent Love Affair
I got your number
out of fear
of rejection
I was kinda shy at first,
pretty shy, if you must
But you—
touched me and told me
it was fine to be myself; so I was relieved
You rang me up
a bootie-call at
1 A.M the other day
You took me by the hand
by the cup, by the prayer
by the cigarette stand
You took everything away
everything but yourself; your fingers still...
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Indi-fucking-vidualism
I know myself more than I do my friends.
While It’s a “thing” to be in a relationship with a penis, it’s another “thing”
to be in a relationship with yourself.
See, it’s not all about friendship… not all about best friends and who-keeps-the-longest. It’s more about self-love and being selfish, it’s more about trusting your own...
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Itchy Vagina
I was at the Funeraria Paz from noon till late afternoon today interviewing dead folk for an investigative research paper I’m entitling “Blowjobs in the afterlife: A study on the sex lives of sinful souls”
I’m joking.
But yes, I did spend most of the day in a funeral parlor in Manila, writing bad verse for my empty journal. In between writing and fooling around with...
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Where and Where?
What is PostSecret?
An anon supersite created by Frank Warren in 2005.
Humanoids, you’ll have to snail mail a postcard with a viral written (or superimposed) on the front. the best ‘PostSecret’ will be featured on the site’s blog on Sundays, while the rest are afforded column inches in mass-print volumes every year.
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Where and where can I get my fourth...
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Character Flaws
Professor Z’s unspectacular return to academe was emaciated by a pop quiz and a surprise midterm exam. We were told of the pop shiz a week prior to, but we were never told of a midterm exam.
I cannot live like this. THIS is terrible.
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I want to make a list of all the movies I’ve seen since 2006. All but the bad ones. Borat not included.
I’ve to pick two for an...
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How Much is Cool?
The queue at the Cinemas yesterday was long. Oddly enough, the lady in front of me (a thritysomething rut) admitted coyly, that she’d never been a fan of Harry Potter. She was just in it because her friends were all into it.
What, you guys into surrealist visual effects? Go fuck yourself.
There was a clique of plaid-wearing, scum-drumming 15 year olds behind me. It was...
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“They say life’s what happens when you’re busy making other plans....”
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Belles of His Balls
I’ve seen his ego in action. Macho spinster stole his heart away
I’ve seen him in action; humping and dumping like hot shit umpf-ed on Demerol.
I’ve seen them cloisterfucks do cartwheels one on top of the other. They never stop. That’s because they don’t know how to.
They tend to stretch the limits of tehr imagination-s. Observe how they make up for their...
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Strange Days
It’s 4:24 afternoon in the afternoon.
It’s raining throngs of contented cows.
This is the kind of weather that makes me wanna go umpf my neighbor mercilessly in the butt; but seriously, If I were to choose between a neighbor and some random troglodyte I’d shared a bottle of smut with in a bar, I’d do the neighbor.
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It’s 4:27 in the afternoon
The...
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SARTRE WAS WRONG! WHAT IS TRUTH?
Your claim to truth is a lie.
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We inject our lives with so much artifice, so much pretension, that in the end we become soul-less, empty—the very essence of our humanity.
We are all bound to Evil, and Evil bound to us. Evil is nothingness, absolute emptiness.
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There is no kindness, no love, no joy, no sadness, everything is a lie; all life is a lie!
The Being is artificial...
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Coffee With Friends We've Fucked
I spent the afternoon lolling at Cafe Madrid in downtown Manila erstwhile struggling with an existential crisis that needn’t be discussed…expounded, “intellectually” raped by old, grunky, psychology fellows who think graduate school’s the shiz.
ANYWAYYYYY
There was a woman who sat adjacent my table. A woman who went by the name of Dumb.
She wore black (counterfeit) Prada pumps, a pink...
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“quote of the day: Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself...”
– Jean-Paul Sartre