thank you for not abandoning me. for the past weeks, Mo Twister was a target of the media terrorists. Mau won Philippine Idol (a good thing). Bad news: lots of fags, commies and anti-change pussies converged in the place where Jose Rizal ate lead for the last time, nailing the damned coffin against potential change and reform in this country. Also, join us in condemning Yeng Constantino for being the next primadona.
As for innocent Mo Twister, he should at least have a 2 week suspension to relieve the stress. No less than that.
For the anti-change forces, we'll wait. You'll be under fire from the seven ians.
GOD BLESS.
NO ORIGINAL SIN.
Yet do you say, Why does not the son bear the iniquity of the father? When the son has done that which is lawful and right and has kept all My statutes and has done them, he shall surely live.
The soul that sins, it [is the one that] shall die. The son shall not bear and be punished for the iniquity of the father, neither shall the father bear and be punished for the iniquity of the son; the righteousness of the righteous shall be upon him only, and the wickedness of the wicked shall be upon the wicked only.
-Ezekiel 18:19-20 (Amplified Bible)
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Sunday, November 19, 2006
WHAT SHOULD HAD BEEN: FOR SO LONG
My intelligence report for November 10, 2006 from “Alice” (who is always in wonderland in bed every night) is this: during Irish Mae Domingo’s b-day, Keith Coral (I thought he was in love with Princess. Now, he’s secretly ditchin’ Princess as of now) gave a spoonful of vanilla cake to his honeybunch Irish. It sounds similar. Isn’t it like a wedding reception wherein the groom gives the bride some wedding cake then vice versa? Irish was sort of kilig (a lil’ bit in love; from the teen filipina term) in that moment. It will happen again once they get married. The Church says that THE LICENSE TO HAVE SEX IS OBTAINED WHEN MARRIED AND THE ONLY LIMITATION IS THAT THEY SHOULD DO IT WITH EACH OTHER, NOT WITH OTHER PEOPLE. When they have done that (THAT XXX STUFF), it felt like one of my dreams have come true. As for “Alice”, she left the Netherlands last Sunday to increase her $$$ while having $€X, smoking pot and taking ecstasy. And to add some cinnamon to the mud, Keith told me on the afternoon of the 14th that he was forced to do that act (I underlined that) or else he will not be given food that was prepared for the celebration. Roxanne disproved that shit in a recent confirmation interview. She said that Keith has done it for his love to Irish. (I believe in Roxanne coz’ she’s there and Keith has lied a couple of times, this one included) He might tell the truth but you got to admit, Keith and Irish will kiss under the spell of mistletoe in 35 days or less…
I was unable to connect last Sunday due to my health and because I am UNDER THREAT FROM POTENTIAL ASSAILANTS. I will like to see Ralph Kristianne Duane Coral & Irish Mae Domingo walk up the aisle as husband and wife, respectively, then leaving when they have kissed each other (when no one even attempted the wedding and the priest will say to Keith “You can kiss the bride”) and riding my Hummer truck, leaving for Evergreen, CO (Zip Code 80439) in 25 hours. We’re going down to South Park, gonna leave my woes behind…
Thank you for celebrating my birthday on November 15. Regardless of what you have done on the 15th, you have made my day. Damn the liberal left and watch America end up as a cinder no thanks to those nosey Democrats. Bin Laden and his comrades will destroy us. And woe to us, the freedom lovers, who will be targets by a demonic organization.
In God’s name, I shall survive for vengeance is THE LORD’S.
I was unable to connect last Sunday due to my health and because I am UNDER THREAT FROM POTENTIAL ASSAILANTS. I will like to see Ralph Kristianne Duane Coral & Irish Mae Domingo walk up the aisle as husband and wife, respectively, then leaving when they have kissed each other (when no one even attempted the wedding and the priest will say to Keith “You can kiss the bride”) and riding my Hummer truck, leaving for Evergreen, CO (Zip Code 80439) in 25 hours. We’re going down to South Park, gonna leave my woes behind…
Thank you for celebrating my birthday on November 15. Regardless of what you have done on the 15th, you have made my day. Damn the liberal left and watch America end up as a cinder no thanks to those nosey Democrats. Bin Laden and his comrades will destroy us. And woe to us, the freedom lovers, who will be targets by a demonic organization.
In God’s name, I shall survive for vengeance is THE LORD’S.
WHAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN: P I S S
PISS. Mo Twister, one of the Philippines’ most controversial radio personalities, is under fire anew. The people from those worthless talk shows are badmouthing him for no reason. Worse, one of those hypocritical shows (the buzz) paid Jobert to discredit him. The media is scraping the end of the barrel ALWAYS for bad stories. The segment Bad Encounters with local Celebrities has been flaked (criticized) for what it does. EXPOSING THE BAD SIDE OF MOST CELEBRITIES. And it could have been a sinister plot done by a certain tandem on the radio station DZMB 90.7. My appeal to those who hate mo twister: FUCK OFF! If you don’t like him, THERE ARE 24 OTHER radio stations to listen to in Manila or turn off the GOD DAMNED RADIO SET. The Forbidden Questions reveal the truth from the celebrities’ mouths. And I DON’T GIVE A SHIT WHETHER ERIK SATOS IS GAY, SOME OTHER FEMALE CELEBRITY HAD A NOSE JOB AND OTHER FUCKING SHIT! But remember. Mo Twister is the reason Magic 89.9 DWTM is ON TOP RIGHT NOW. It is the only show that airs no nonsense, no high school musical malarkey and most of all, NO STUPID BULLSHIT DONE BY CHRIS TSUPER AND NICOLE HYALA (THEY OUGHTA BURN IN HELL.) CHRIST!
PISS AGAIN! I am involved in a highly sensitive issue. This time, it’s all about Keith and Irish. Ever since it happened around late August (The serious one came around late September), Irish is crushing on Keith and ever since it happened; I get death threats & actual assassination attempts against me. The first one happened on October 7, 2006 at 9:14 PM. I was chatting with my cousin “Sherwin”. Suddenly, a faintish Boom sounded nearby. I said, “Oh, SHIT!” and went back to the house. I wasn’t terrified at all, just threatened by some freak that was pissed off about my comment on http://www.magic899.fm/index.php?page=art_comment&id=618.
October 8, 2006. More pillboxes are thrown at my house but they missed it. The closest one that nearly hit the house was at 10:20 AM. It was also the birthday of my niece Raven. And the hypocrites from the buzz on channel 2 are targeting the often pissed off Mo Twister.
October 9, 2006 (Monday) I’m now earlier than my sister and here comes the dragon. I told Irish that my friendster, myspace, multiply, almost all of my accounts were HACKED & some of it has some Irish loves Keith content. I lied. You can’t make me go to hell since GOD JUDGES PEOPLE ALONE, AND I’M ALSO THE ONE WHO WILL BE JUDGED FOR MY TRACK RECORD DURING MY LIFETIME. No, I have spread that scandal like rain pouring the area within 500 miles of London, New York, or Hong Kong. Irish told me to “stop spreading it” in a more threatening way.
Now, I want to have a police escort, dozens of bodyguards, a team of lawyers, and possibly some members of the United States Secret Service. I wanted to end the Keith-Irish connection but some of my loyal readers wanted for more. I CAN CHANGE MY OPINONS ANYTIME I WANT! I CAN NOW FORGIVE ASHLEE SIMPSON FOR HER ACTS OF STUPIDITY (LIPSYNCHING) OVER A YEAR AGO. IT’S STILL UNSAFE FOR PEOPLE WHO LOVE HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL. FROM AUGUST 29 TO SEPTEMBER 2, I WAS FUCKING MOURNING MY FRIEND/HATER NICA BAÑAGALE BECAUSE SHE FUCKING DIED OF SOME MOTHERFUCKING GODDAMNED HEART DISEASE BUT NOT THAT FUCKING MUCH. I MOVED ON. I STILL BELIEVE IN PHILIPPINE IDOL. PINOY DREAM ACADEMY IS THE WORST PIECE OF SHIT AND I SAID IT NOT BECAUSE I RECEIVED MONEY FROM THEM, BECAUSE IT IS MY OPINION!
Back to the Keith & Irish scandal. They are still virgins but they pleaded me not to expose this in school. IF KEITH AND IRISH FINDS OUT THAT I HAVE TYPED THIS ITEM ON MY BLOG, THEY WILL DELETE IT. HENCE, IF THAT HAPPENS, THIS WILL BE CALLED “THE LOST EPISODE”.
The child abuse awareness meeting is a warning for my kind. Child abuse is still around us. We’re sitting ducks against pedophiles, molesters, and kidnappers. BE WARNED THAN TO BE VICTIMIZED.
Mo Twister shouldn’t be treated like shit. He is treated as such by bitches named Lolit Solis & Christy Fermin. In fact, a group of Mexicans were alarmed and had set up a group denouncing those witches. You know that mo was teased, being called a moron. WHO’S THE MORON NOW? Lolit looks like Shrek, since she’s to damn ugly. There will be more tongue-lashing from me but in the mean time, ERRATA MUDDA!
PISS AGAIN! I am involved in a highly sensitive issue. This time, it’s all about Keith and Irish. Ever since it happened around late August (The serious one came around late September), Irish is crushing on Keith and ever since it happened; I get death threats & actual assassination attempts against me. The first one happened on October 7, 2006 at 9:14 PM. I was chatting with my cousin “Sherwin”. Suddenly, a faintish Boom sounded nearby. I said, “Oh, SHIT!” and went back to the house. I wasn’t terrified at all, just threatened by some freak that was pissed off about my comment on http://www.magic899.fm/index.php?page=art_comment&id=618.
October 8, 2006. More pillboxes are thrown at my house but they missed it. The closest one that nearly hit the house was at 10:20 AM. It was also the birthday of my niece Raven. And the hypocrites from the buzz on channel 2 are targeting the often pissed off Mo Twister.
October 9, 2006 (Monday) I’m now earlier than my sister and here comes the dragon. I told Irish that my friendster, myspace, multiply, almost all of my accounts were HACKED & some of it has some Irish loves Keith content. I lied. You can’t make me go to hell since GOD JUDGES PEOPLE ALONE, AND I’M ALSO THE ONE WHO WILL BE JUDGED FOR MY TRACK RECORD DURING MY LIFETIME. No, I have spread that scandal like rain pouring the area within 500 miles of London, New York, or Hong Kong. Irish told me to “stop spreading it” in a more threatening way.
Now, I want to have a police escort, dozens of bodyguards, a team of lawyers, and possibly some members of the United States Secret Service. I wanted to end the Keith-Irish connection but some of my loyal readers wanted for more. I CAN CHANGE MY OPINONS ANYTIME I WANT! I CAN NOW FORGIVE ASHLEE SIMPSON FOR HER ACTS OF STUPIDITY (LIPSYNCHING) OVER A YEAR AGO. IT’S STILL UNSAFE FOR PEOPLE WHO LOVE HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL. FROM AUGUST 29 TO SEPTEMBER 2, I WAS FUCKING MOURNING MY FRIEND/HATER NICA BAÑAGALE BECAUSE SHE FUCKING DIED OF SOME MOTHERFUCKING GODDAMNED HEART DISEASE BUT NOT THAT FUCKING MUCH. I MOVED ON. I STILL BELIEVE IN PHILIPPINE IDOL. PINOY DREAM ACADEMY IS THE WORST PIECE OF SHIT AND I SAID IT NOT BECAUSE I RECEIVED MONEY FROM THEM, BECAUSE IT IS MY OPINION!
Back to the Keith & Irish scandal. They are still virgins but they pleaded me not to expose this in school. IF KEITH AND IRISH FINDS OUT THAT I HAVE TYPED THIS ITEM ON MY BLOG, THEY WILL DELETE IT. HENCE, IF THAT HAPPENS, THIS WILL BE CALLED “THE LOST EPISODE”.
The child abuse awareness meeting is a warning for my kind. Child abuse is still around us. We’re sitting ducks against pedophiles, molesters, and kidnappers. BE WARNED THAN TO BE VICTIMIZED.
Mo Twister shouldn’t be treated like shit. He is treated as such by bitches named Lolit Solis & Christy Fermin. In fact, a group of Mexicans were alarmed and had set up a group denouncing those witches. You know that mo was teased, being called a moron. WHO’S THE MORON NOW? Lolit looks like Shrek, since she’s to damn ugly. There will be more tongue-lashing from me but in the mean time, ERRATA MUDDA!
WHAT SHOULD HAD BEEN: YES, THIS IS THE ONE
Yes, this is the one. Welcome to the first ever The Ian Blog anniversary blogpost that will extend for four months. ONE HUNDRED TWENTYTWO DAYS OF ONE FREAKIN’ CELEBRATION but we have to remember my grandfather Remigo who contributed his part to society. He died 3 years ago, and still watches our family even to this day. Now we party. I was lucky enough to survive 15 years of my life. Praise the Lord 131,320,553,406,441 times over! I will now end my self-imposed travel to places outside the Philippines. By September also, my friend Annabelle (did I told you this on august no more –if there’s any-?) will get married. But you probably heard that my (younger female) friend was dead. Life is like a cycle of sorts, you are born, you find someone to be with you forever, you make out & have children, hve a comfortable lifestyle, then die unexpectedly. It sucks but you have to spend your time toghether with the ones you love before it is too late. LOVE ONE ANOTHER AS I LOVED YOU (Jesus said that, not me).
Backlash has reigned again. BOO HOO! If anything worked out between some High School Musical fans in my school, it got worse. And to be truthful about it, IT IS just a lame< Disney verion of one of my fave movies of all time, American Pie. Only it is loaded with too much singing, which is annoying, dancing, and Wildcat horse hockey. The only Disney hits for this year are obviously Cars & Pirates of the Caribbean 2. Adding insult to injury, is my not so popular opinion poll. The majority (69%) wanted the 3 Asian pigs who sang the Asian version of “Breaking Free” to be grilled (it means sentenced to curtains in this part). Only 21% want them spared. 9% said “Who the f@ck are they?” Only 1% has no rsponse. (Error of ±3%)
I should continue my swimming program that is long overdue. Better safe than in a hospital bed or worse, a casket.
ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ…
WWWAAAKKKEEE YYYOOOUUURRR FFFUUUCCCKKKIIINNNGGG AAASSSSSS UUUPPP!
LISTEN UP!
Shut your mouths. This part won’t be long. I wish Kevin Calabia should be more studious and start flirtin’ his girlfriend Princess Pasco. Thank God for competent and sane people like Michael ****** & Joseph ** ****. I blame Nica’s death on obesity, that’s all but life sucks anyway. Thank you Keith ***** for the yema. Go showstoppers! Screw every High School Musical fan for assaulting my vital organs. Thank God for cigarettes for effective population control.
In short: THESE ARE MY FING THOUGHTS! If I lie, you can eat my clothes at will.
NEXT TIME (IF THERE’S A NEXT TIME): Returning back for a while
Backlash has reigned again. BOO HOO! If anything worked out between some High School Musical fans in my school, it got worse. And to be truthful about it, IT IS just a lame< Disney verion of one of my fave movies of all time, American Pie. Only it is loaded with too much singing, which is annoying, dancing, and Wildcat horse hockey. The only Disney hits for this year are obviously Cars & Pirates of the Caribbean 2. Adding insult to injury, is my not so popular opinion poll. The majority (69%) wanted the 3 Asian pigs who sang the Asian version of “Breaking Free” to be grilled (it means sentenced to curtains in this part). Only 21% want them spared. 9% said “Who the f@ck are they?” Only 1% has no rsponse. (Error of ±3%)
I should continue my swimming program that is long overdue. Better safe than in a hospital bed or worse, a casket.
ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ… ZZZZZ…
WWWAAAKKKEEE YYYOOOUUURRR FFFUUUCCCKKKIIINNNGGG AAASSSSSS UUUPPP!
LISTEN UP!
Shut your mouths. This part won’t be long. I wish Kevin Calabia should be more studious and start flirtin’ his girlfriend Princess Pasco. Thank God for competent and sane people like Michael ****** & Joseph ** ****. I blame Nica’s death on obesity, that’s all but life sucks anyway. Thank you Keith ***** for the yema. Go showstoppers! Screw every High School Musical fan for assaulting my vital organs. Thank God for cigarettes for effective population control.
In short: THESE ARE MY FING THOUGHTS! If I lie, you can eat my clothes at will.
NEXT TIME (IF THERE’S A NEXT TIME): Returning back for a while
Sunday, October 29, 2006
WHAT SHOULD HAD BEEN:THE LAST DAYS OF AUGUST
This, I should say will be the last blogpost before september_3/2006, the exact day when THe IaN BLoG was unleashed to partly dominate cyberspace. I was in one hell of a day. This actually happened 364 days after the day that my trippin' days IS over. It took me 2 days to recover that one. Since August No More is OVER, I guess we'll start this one right now. And your perceptions may or may not match mine but I still have 85% of that event stuck on my mind.
It started at 5 AM, where almost half of my school (65% of that busload I rode on are my friends) are in that bus. It left the departure area (the front of the school) and proceeded to its destination. Any signs of trouble were cleared just like Moses and his people were given an access pass given to them by God. Until someone just played that motherf@cking (Original not pirated. Avoid piracy as much as you can. Pirated disks are of poor quality and take up twice capacity to operate than original disks) DVD which has the paranoiac high school musical bullsHHHit on it. In the part where the guys have the audition for that play, it got stuck just like a jar of jam has stuck on your hand trying to get that sweet elixir of fruitfulness. THE POWER OF GOD HAS WORKED ON THAT SUNNY MORNING! THE FATE THAT DECIDES THE COURSE OF HISTORY HAS FAVORED ME! BUWAKANANGINA NIYO! PARANG NABUGBOG ANG GAGO NA IYAN (I got this translation right this time: IT LOOKS LIKE IT HAS BECOME A JABBED NITWIT)! It was a euphoria that I proudly said but I shouldn't had overdone that. When we got off to Total SLT Northbound, I have taken a great shot from my own phone camera. Diego's heartthrob Princess vomited. I took the photo of the vomit, not the actual vomiting. Less memorable events happened on the bus. The entire school (the main school & the 3 branches –I have friends on all 3 branches & the main school) was in full force as we went inside the Sulpicio Lines' P/O The Stars. The tour was exciting. Had you joined us in the front deck days earlier, you would probably hear me shout HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL $UCK$ DICK, A$$ AND TIT$ It's (which is actually true & is overrated). And at the first yell I had heard Nyle (her real name will be left out since she's going out with my nïgga's classmate Julien J.) telling me to watch my words (HEY! I DON'T WATCH MY WORDS. IF I DO, I'D BE RETARDED). We got exclusive access to the Captain's seacockpit. We went to the dining area to eat our lunch. It may be quite simple but don't take my word for it. We went back to the theather/club to play some games to waste a few more minutes. During one of those games (bring me), the girl (either Gina or Karen but I don't want my brains to get scrambled) said bring me your crush. Then, I went to the place where my crush Quincy (her last name will be also intentionally deleted to avoid shame, most surnames will be intentionally deleted for their PRIVaCY.) & her friends are sitting. I tried to grabbed her by the hand (mildly though). Then my friends and virtualy the entire place was cheering, then I backed out and the girl (whose name I mentioned but couldn't repeat due to brain damage) said it's just a joke. Anyway, I won the first bring me challenge on that game [bring your teacher & I brought T. Anna P. (who will be arried in a few weeks time)]
We left at 1:30 PM and we went off to the Metropolitan Museum of Manila (I got the place right but not the name of the establishment). We were supposed to steal Lims, Abad Santos Llanes Ecodas; Ninoy Aquinos; Macapagals; Roxas; Osmeñas; Quezons; Bonifacios & Mabinis; Aguinaldos & Rizals on the cloth loot bag from the Bangko Sentral but the plan wasn't pushed through coz' the moneymakers are just ath the other end of the complex. Paintings & sculptures can't be stolen since they're useless to most of my co-plotters' point of view. Damaging our country's culture wasn't the mission, stealing money was until we found out early that it is impractical to steal millions of pesos from the Philippine Central Bank because we were around 10-14 years old (despite the repealment of death penalty, we'll have a hard time). Ho, Julian's name was uttered on Daisy Siete last Friday. It was a shocker since HIS NAME WASN'T USED COMMERCIALLY. Also, his last name was uttered as well.
Next stop, the SM MALL OF ASIA. Problem was, the person I wuz supposed to meet isn't there. That's why this post is titled as such. Relegation $ucks but I have to stay in one corner for your parents (and two cousins with your nephew Tojie) not to worry about your whereabouts. Also, Jed (one of my friends who is a few years older than me) has this shirt with this label printed on the front: DON'T STEAL the government hats competition. It is always true, even if you're a Finnish taxpayer who has reindeer, has a list of behaving and misbehaving children & is a popular icon among children.
Off to SM Southmall (please renovate the entire mall. It sucks ass worse since I went there 4 years ago.) worse, some of Storyland's rides were closed early. MERDE! Also, one of my friends (and former schoolmate) who is now in college (her name is Bea. Again, I WON'T TELL HER SURNAME! AND IT APPLIES TO ALMOST ANYONE BUT ME! HA!) And to wrap it up, we just went shopping in SM Southmall. Nothing great in it and please renovate the place! Nothing has changed in Las Piñas City except for 3 or 4 new overpasses along the Alabang-Zaporte road. I just don't give a damn about that area, even if it is 75% improved. Just keep it safe, clean & friendly. Just don't put the politicians' names on their pet projects. It also applies to every part of the Philippines. Back to Southmall were the buses had drived off from there. We watched the last, no commercial episode of that ABS-CBN soap ass opera. Who cares about the ending? It was a good thing that all of us are safe at that time (and Dean & Princess are sleeping soundly together on the bus, same to some other people but for my case, it's all Dave Attell –I MEAN AN INSOMNIAC JOURNEY-). The bus arrived in San Pablo City & we dropped off at 11:05 PM and by Earl, it was good when it lasted.
On the first of September, 2003, my grandfather Remigio went back too see his old buddies during WW2, his old friends who left him early, his sister, and his parents for good at 1:30 AM. 3 years after, most things change but I'm so sure that he's in heaven. Pray that his soul doesn't need to harm us in anyway. Should have been 78 by October 2006. His recognition as a guerrilla was recognized way in the 50's. 60 years ago, we wanted to kill the Japs. 6 years from now, I want to see all Asians living in harmony without a dominant race. Easy said than fucking done, I presume.
At the end of August, my cousin Angela will be back in England (somewhere in the south, I presume), together with her mother (my aunt), and some of herfriends. Angela & I were taken a picture by our parents (embarrassing for her, slightly fuk'd up for me). Then it's my sis' turn. We had a great time together last Sunday and the Sunday before. She gave me her email ad & I gave her my other email ad. Take care and avoid too much trouble (and too much smoking cigarettes). OLD HABITS DIE HARD.
This is the last one before the big one on 9/3/2006AD. My first anniversary of my blog will be constdered an accomplishment. 45 posts and it won't take long to reach gold. BLEAUGH AND SEE YOU IN 9/3/2006.
It started at 5 AM, where almost half of my school (65% of that busload I rode on are my friends) are in that bus. It left the departure area (the front of the school) and proceeded to its destination. Any signs of trouble were cleared just like Moses and his people were given an access pass given to them by God. Until someone just played that motherf@cking (Original not pirated. Avoid piracy as much as you can. Pirated disks are of poor quality and take up twice capacity to operate than original disks) DVD which has the paranoiac high school musical bullsHHHit on it. In the part where the guys have the audition for that play, it got stuck just like a jar of jam has stuck on your hand trying to get that sweet elixir of fruitfulness. THE POWER OF GOD HAS WORKED ON THAT SUNNY MORNING! THE FATE THAT DECIDES THE COURSE OF HISTORY HAS FAVORED ME! BUWAKANANGINA NIYO! PARANG NABUGBOG ANG GAGO NA IYAN (I got this translation right this time: IT LOOKS LIKE IT HAS BECOME A JABBED NITWIT)! It was a euphoria that I proudly said but I shouldn't had overdone that. When we got off to Total SLT Northbound, I have taken a great shot from my own phone camera. Diego's heartthrob Princess vomited. I took the photo of the vomit, not the actual vomiting. Less memorable events happened on the bus. The entire school (the main school & the 3 branches –I have friends on all 3 branches & the main school) was in full force as we went inside the Sulpicio Lines' P/O The Stars. The tour was exciting. Had you joined us in the front deck days earlier, you would probably hear me shout HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL $UCK$ DICK, A$$ AND TIT$ It's (which is actually true & is overrated). And at the first yell I had heard Nyle (her real name will be left out since she's going out with my nïgga's classmate Julien J.) telling me to watch my words (HEY! I DON'T WATCH MY WORDS. IF I DO, I'D BE RETARDED). We got exclusive access to the Captain's seacockpit. We went to the dining area to eat our lunch. It may be quite simple but don't take my word for it. We went back to the theather/club to play some games to waste a few more minutes. During one of those games (bring me), the girl (either Gina or Karen but I don't want my brains to get scrambled) said bring me your crush. Then, I went to the place where my crush Quincy (her last name will be also intentionally deleted to avoid shame, most surnames will be intentionally deleted for their PRIVaCY.) & her friends are sitting. I tried to grabbed her by the hand (mildly though). Then my friends and virtualy the entire place was cheering, then I backed out and the girl (whose name I mentioned but couldn't repeat due to brain damage) said it's just a joke. Anyway, I won the first bring me challenge on that game [bring your teacher & I brought T. Anna P. (who will be arried in a few weeks time)]
We left at 1:30 PM and we went off to the Metropolitan Museum of Manila (I got the place right but not the name of the establishment). We were supposed to steal Lims, Abad Santos Llanes Ecodas; Ninoy Aquinos; Macapagals; Roxas; Osmeñas; Quezons; Bonifacios & Mabinis; Aguinaldos & Rizals on the cloth loot bag from the Bangko Sentral but the plan wasn't pushed through coz' the moneymakers are just ath the other end of the complex. Paintings & sculptures can't be stolen since they're useless to most of my co-plotters' point of view. Damaging our country's culture wasn't the mission, stealing money was until we found out early that it is impractical to steal millions of pesos from the Philippine Central Bank because we were around 10-14 years old (despite the repealment of death penalty, we'll have a hard time). Ho, Julian's name was uttered on Daisy Siete last Friday. It was a shocker since HIS NAME WASN'T USED COMMERCIALLY. Also, his last name was uttered as well.
Next stop, the SM MALL OF ASIA. Problem was, the person I wuz supposed to meet isn't there. That's why this post is titled as such. Relegation $ucks but I have to stay in one corner for your parents (and two cousins with your nephew Tojie) not to worry about your whereabouts. Also, Jed (one of my friends who is a few years older than me) has this shirt with this label printed on the front: DON'T STEAL the government hats competition. It is always true, even if you're a Finnish taxpayer who has reindeer, has a list of behaving and misbehaving children & is a popular icon among children.
Off to SM Southmall (please renovate the entire mall. It sucks ass worse since I went there 4 years ago.) worse, some of Storyland's rides were closed early. MERDE! Also, one of my friends (and former schoolmate) who is now in college (her name is Bea. Again, I WON'T TELL HER SURNAME! AND IT APPLIES TO ALMOST ANYONE BUT ME! HA!) And to wrap it up, we just went shopping in SM Southmall. Nothing great in it and please renovate the place! Nothing has changed in Las Piñas City except for 3 or 4 new overpasses along the Alabang-Zaporte road. I just don't give a damn about that area, even if it is 75% improved. Just keep it safe, clean & friendly. Just don't put the politicians' names on their pet projects. It also applies to every part of the Philippines. Back to Southmall were the buses had drived off from there. We watched the last, no commercial episode of that ABS-CBN soap ass opera. Who cares about the ending? It was a good thing that all of us are safe at that time (and Dean & Princess are sleeping soundly together on the bus, same to some other people but for my case, it's all Dave Attell –I MEAN AN INSOMNIAC JOURNEY-). The bus arrived in San Pablo City & we dropped off at 11:05 PM and by Earl, it was good when it lasted.
On the first of September, 2003, my grandfather Remigio went back too see his old buddies during WW2, his old friends who left him early, his sister, and his parents for good at 1:30 AM. 3 years after, most things change but I'm so sure that he's in heaven. Pray that his soul doesn't need to harm us in anyway. Should have been 78 by October 2006. His recognition as a guerrilla was recognized way in the 50's. 60 years ago, we wanted to kill the Japs. 6 years from now, I want to see all Asians living in harmony without a dominant race. Easy said than fucking done, I presume.
At the end of August, my cousin Angela will be back in England (somewhere in the south, I presume), together with her mother (my aunt), and some of herfriends. Angela & I were taken a picture by our parents (embarrassing for her, slightly fuk'd up for me). Then it's my sis' turn. We had a great time together last Sunday and the Sunday before. She gave me her email ad & I gave her my other email ad. Take care and avoid too much trouble (and too much smoking cigarettes). OLD HABITS DIE HARD.
This is the last one before the big one on 9/3/2006AD. My first anniversary of my blog will be constdered an accomplishment. 45 posts and it won't take long to reach gold. BLEAUGH AND SEE YOU IN 9/3/2006.
WHAT SHOULD HAD BEEN:AUGUST NO MORE THE SERIES: A PREPARATION OF A YEAR OF KICKING ASS
This is the last post before September Three, TwoThousandSix, the day my blog was first published. About the megapacked AUGUST NO MORE: I previously decided to publish seven parts separately, then decided to publish the first three parts first, then the fourth, fifth, and sixth part next, then the megapacked part seven that could reveal the inner Ian Lopez that you never heard of. After deciding on what to do afterwards, I decided to put AUGUST NO MORE INTO A WHOLE PART DIVIDED IN SEVEN PARTS. THE TITLES OF THE SEGMENTS ARE AS FOLLOWS: FIRST PART, IT'S A START; HYPE UP AND FIGHT; WHINING CLIMAX; IT COULD SPILL TO OCTOBER; THE FATHER'S SIN IS NOT HIS SON'S; ONE MORE TO FINISH; and last but NEVER the least, THE NEXT EPISODE. Over Four Thousand Two Hundred words of AUGUST NO MORE. Just 3 weeks of typine, editing, researching and re-editing has paid off. You deserve this! I could post anytime after this. (FIRST PART, IT'S A START)
To hit up the interest, I'll just add up to my personal yet slightly provocative rape case comments. I was going to type somethng irrelevant when I decided to provoke that Zamboangueña whore, her family, her supporters, and her puppet supporters. She was assigned to get drunk, then get laid with an American who is serving in the U. S. Marines (Daniel Smith), let herself have a wild night, then get provoked intentionally, then let the events naturally flow (One of the marines said "Let us rest her on the sidewalk. She was drunked and screwed all of a sudden. Hope she doesn't give us too much trouble." then had her ass lied down the pavement.) When she woke up, she told her biggest lie in her lie. She allowed herself to insert some guy's elephant trunk on her wet canyon despite the fact that she did not consent to have sex with Smith. Go ahead. You can kick my ass through words but you can't screw the soul of a blogger. I forgot something. "Nicole" DID NOT FREAKING lit a single damn candle on a church in Subic to remember her dead father. Her father's spirit abandoned her when she lost her innocence through her shameful act on All Saint's Day, 2005. Good luck with your remaining moments on earth. She was traumatized during the trial. She will die of trauma because of that.
Politics, Philippine style. Chuck out those worthless impeachment complaints. Let Charter Change pass for the good of our sufering nation. No Cha Cha, No Progress, No way we can indefinitely destroy the commies, abu sayaffs, jemaah islamiyah fanatics & other threats to the Filipinos (except the weather and God), We can assure ourselves a good future.
Once more, I WAS at the Pussycat Dolls concert last night at the Araneta Coliseum on July 28. I wasn't lying. I just hid the evidences somewhere. In Marilao, Bulacan in the middle of the North Luzon Expressway last July 30 at 2 in the morning. It was later planted near a vintage bomb with a more modern, wireless, undetectable & complex timebomb. Anyone who comes near it gets his/her body turned into cheap chunks of meat.
The new song "A Public Affair" by Jessica Simpson is way better than that white trash, copycat, has-been, egoistic, sluttysister Ashlee. Smashlee is her nickname because her bandmates & fans call her that. So do I coz' I wanted to smash her head with a microphone. Better a hammer to feel the anger of over half a million people. Speaking of Jessica Simpson, ther has been a virtual warfare between her & Paris Hilton. (It's all about the music & the money made by their music.) Extra Notes: Ashlee Simpson's new (s)hit "Invisible" copies some styles of John Cena. First listen to Invisible, then listen to Our Time is Now. It's similar all right. Not only she lipsynchs, she steals some styles of music from others.
According to my drunken spooks, the progress of my blogs has been slow enough. Regardless, I'm typing future posts at the moment. By September, my original blog will celebrate its first year posted (September 3 to be exact). My friend "Diego" has a girlfriend right now. She (Diego's girlfriend) will celebrate her birthday on September as well. From demanding a cable provider to return Jack TV on its lineup ASAP, to call a certain DJ a coffee monster (later rescinded), to unimaginable garbage (including the Subic rape case), The Ian Blog has come a long way without any opposition. As I celebrate my underappreciated success on the Internet. I got friendster, then myspace, then blogger. Next target is blogspot. If someone can't kill 2 birds with one stone, maybe I haven't tried killing four birds with a stone. I can consider killing 4 eagles with a rocket launcher.
I now renew the call to boycott High School Musical. As I say it again, F-U-C-K Vince Chong, Alicia Pan & Nikki Gil 951,236,478,694,472,968 damn times over. When their brown-and-yellow trash asian remake of the song breaking free makes it to some of the trusted countdown shows (TV & Radio, since the Internet has sites for that which has underlooked Asia), all hell is loose and I am now personally opening the dam of my personal hell. Let my past forgive me to screw the next wave of opposition. Give them Hell, and the world's load will end up on their shoulder or my own. Praise the Lord 131,320,553,406,441 times over.
(HYPE UP AND FIGHT)
My life is still a mess. I'll clean up my blogs & summarize the previous writings. I still watch South Park once in a damn while. A few Saturdays ago, I watched Drawn Together. The episode is all about Captain Hero & her girlfriend coming to visit him in the Drawn Together house. When Captain Hero gave a massage to her girlfriend, slowly but surely, it turned to a bigtime beepfest. They had done that when they were probably in high school or college. At the middle of the lights off, they are now making babies' scene, she told that they (Hero & his gf) would get married when she turns 30. As we fast forward to the end, Princess Clara & Toot Braunstein assembled a weapon that shoots potatoes. Apparently, they shot it to Captain Hero's gf, and then her body literally went of to the other side of the world. Stretching back to the Drawn Together house, her lifeless hands were held by Captain Hero & Wooldoor Sockbat. They were right beside her when she died as the potato hits her face directly. Thet never let her die alone. That's what good friends do. Bring there to suport you in the hardest times.
Presently, I aspire myself to be a DJ on Magic 89.9. But I could end up in a call center. I quote this from Igan D'Bayan's column in the Philippine Star (Cut-up the crap, February 24, 2006):
Philosophers like Marx and Engels (even if you read them via Barron's or Cliff Notes) make perfect sense. Your job has alienated yourself from your true self (unlike tadpoles who grow up to be politicians). You like Nabokov and Dostoevsky, yet you end up as a ghostwriter for a society columnist. You like Miles Davis and John Coltrane, yet ended up in a record label peddling Cueshé. You like Kubrick and Scorsese, yet ending up making ads for the MMDA and the Department of Health ("Iodized salt, iodized salt, mag-iodized salt tayo…")
I will be aware of that. Also (damnit), some teen stars now will end up as has-beens before 75 more activists, politicians, mediamen & innocent people will end up cadavers by christmas day 2006. That column is a mirror of our current lifestyle. We sholuld do something about it, right?
Screw You, Chiz Escudero. Ditto to Imee Marcos (hope your father has a good time in hell, bitch!), Teofisto Guingona (face it old man, STFU, F off politics & start constructing your own grave. Your time will be up soon.), Jamby Madrigal (the people are sick and damn tired of your damned antics. Just resign your post & squander our resources at your own disposal. The commie junket to Utrecht is spent by taxpayer money. I wish some sons of bitches would infect you with rabies for being a red herring. Same to the others who use the word Bora – not Bora Bora, the island in the Frenched up Polynesia -, die bitch, die.), and other guys in the oposition (Since early 2006, the Binay fiefdom of Makati is slowly losing some of its rich folks. That f*uckhole is going down). The Philippine Daily Inquirer no longer serves its purpose and deserves to be closed down.
My fort isn't waving white flags anymore. This time, its red flags with the words "FIGHT WITH ALL YOU GOT, MFERS" in black. INXS in Manila by August the 15th will be one rowdy shindig. The song Unfaithful by Rihanna is very-damn-symbolic-slash-actually-happening-to-some-people-all-over-the-world. The words "I don't want to be a murderer" is a statement that he doesn't want her boyfriend to perish because she left him. The end of the world will happen after worms eat my body and cockroaches lay their eggs on my stomach. And a seed growing to a tree thanks to my decomposed penis which was crucial to the tree's growth. Come near & I'll haunt your ass.
Summerslam 2006 in Boston, within 50 miles of John Cena's hometown (West Newbury, 01985 MA) could be the epicenter of the celebrations of John Cena's victory party. He will win this one, even if that ho Lita tries to use some cheap tricks to let her boyfriend, the Rated R Superstar Edge win another defense of the WWE Championship. If he wins, it will be his second. He needs 14 more title reigns to beat the number of WWE Championships won by the Nature Boy, Ric Flair. God Bless John Cena and I also wish his new movie "The Marine" a smashing success in the box office someime in October. The trailer is kickass. Not for the Oscars but great though.
(WHINING CLIMAX)
This is the climax of the series. I wish one of my second-degree friends Sitti (for what?) good luck in the music industry. My first-degree friend (I have 90 first-degree friends since August 6, 2006) Kelly advised her not to go into mainstream last May 17, 2006 (I'm not sure with the dates). They were silly at that time (crap, smoker's cough. I'll just cock my gun and shoot my pet birds. They cause lung cancer. Thanks, Dana Reeve for dying because you are too close with birds – the feathery type, not the hairy type-).
I also want Gringo Honasan to surrender, then be imprisoned for 5 or 10 years for rebellion charges. Hopefully, those charges will be dropped, paving the way for his new lease on life. He could see his grandchildren as well.
Philipine Idol will not be as famous as American Idol (F*uck Yeah!) but it will have as much marks in the industry. Ryan Cayabyab (The Country's leading starmaker since the 70's), Pilita Corrales (No introduction needed, her bones nearly got brokeback weeks ago but she's now A-OK) & Francis Magalona (Thanks for the song Cold Summer Nights and the group Death Threat, homie. You really contribute to the upbringing of the Philippine music scene) will be its judges. My other first-degree friend (00101) auditioned but he was too good for Philippine Idol. He also has a great singing voice but enough of this. Philippine Idol will send ABC 5 to the cockfighting arena that is proudly called Philippine Television in which ABC 5 will topple QTV11 for the third placer slot. Visit the official site at www.philippineidol.com and I wish the new Philippine Idol good luck in the music industry. That guy should need it.
I will turn 15 on November 15. Still, it sucks to be me. Imagine a tall, fat person with big, fat eyeglasses. I should be thankful since I was born into this world a male since I don't have flat breasts and big teeth as one of my third degree friends do. Fernando's sins aren't going to be Ian's. I have left 834000 minutes behind. Now, I have to face the next 3,858,400 minutes or so as mandated.
Pinoy Dream Academy of ABS-CBN shouldn't start at the aftermath of my troubles. Taking and deleting something from StarStruck: It's free to dream, you shouldn't believe the criticism of others. What is important for you is to SURVIVE. To cross C5 without the aid of a pedestrian bridge is suicidal. You should survive now, and surive often. If Britney Spears & Kevin Federline mysteriously dies, God could send me their son Sean Preston & their other child if it hapens. Thank you Lord for having my mother fly to Manila to Negros to be part of her grandmother's burial. Thank you Lord for giving me a second chance since that mordacious accident in 1997. Thank you Lord for letting our family survive each and every day. Thank you Lord for everything. Thank you, Lord.
The climax has reached and it will end sooner or later. Boracay is still Boracay, not Bora. I was here for a purpose. To help others and charity. I am daydreaming of lesbians again. Real men DON'T do drugs, they DRINK BOOZE! I have two more August No More posts that will end on Part 5. Having Parts 6 & 7 could depend on the situation. On the first Sunday of September of the Year 2006, The Ian Blog has reached a year of surviving. It couldn't happen without you guys. My family roots are planted in the Philippines. Hopefully, My blog is now seen everywhere. Sticks and stones and calling names and public demonstrations can't hurt me. I have to end this now but I assure you, I won't abandon the ones who were my friends before.
One more audacious run-on: there is still terror everywhere. Natural disasters are everywhere. Prepeare for the worst and bad things will happen unexpectedly, even if you are very, very happy celebrating a party of some sort. Your first clubbin' experience could be your last. First to ignore is the first to be hit by the one that is ignored. Avoid commiting suicides because, you leased your life from God. He gives your life and can take it away.
(IT COULD SPILL TO OCTOBER)
This part will be published on the fourth week of August. Of ourse, I intentionally planned to publish the first three parts separately like a halting fusillade attacking a target at diferent times (like killing 3 birds with a stone each). This post (with parts 5 & 6) will be published on the forth week. At the end of month, Part 7 (The Epilogue that surprises your ass out) will be published. August No More will be replaced with The Ian Blog: A Year of Siroccos for the month of Spetember.
Ha, Ha, Ha! Now we are really enjoying this! And I fictionally spent PHP 30,000 and by September, my other first-degree friend Anna will get married! More wet dreams for Diego since his dreams about his girlfriend are preempting his dreams of being most valuable playa! High School Musical has become OVERRATED in my neighborhood and in almost strret corner of America and Asia! And I'm high. I'm high on asthma to be exact. Since late July, I have asthma but it did not deter my ability to blog. Low content screws, last 3 words applied to my old posts. I'm the voice of my own self, an outcast already accepted by the rest o the world who ants to destroy the past and a future radio personality who will get lots of flak (detraction) for what I do. In fact, there are others who flak me for who I am. A freelance blogger who speaks out against injustice, communism, overrated bulshit, and primarily things that piss me off. For those who haven't seen this wonderful site yet aware of the changes and new stuff around you, HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL SUCKS DICK, ASS & TITS!
George W. Bush said stop this shit and its over in Petersburg on the Baltic (To distinguish it from St. Pete, Florida). And the war in Lebanon ended temporarily at around Monday, 1 PM (GMT+8) on August 14, 2006. If you love High School Musical, or use Bora as a term for the island of Boracay, or wear a pink polo with the collar up, you deserve to be killed by either a Katyusha rocket or an Uzi submachine gun.
And if you think it sucks to be you, I was one of the guys who hate high school musical in my school. We're the minority there. THE MINORITY WILL TRANSCEND HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL. IT'S JUST A FAD.
Has someone moved along? Apparently, the DisUnited Opposition will do anything to boot out the most attacked Philippine president since Imee Marcos' father declared the undoing of Philippine progress 34 years ago. They want more exposure in the media. If I see those political has-beens on the newspaper I'm reading, it will make me go vomit on my breakfast, spit on my coffe, and so on. I only read The Philippine Star since the Manila Bulletin is slightly incomprehensible. I NEVER read the Pathetic Dummy Inquisitor (Phil. Dail. Inq.) –The most sarcastic & pessimist newspaper in asia- is way too biased, leftist, communist, pro-poverty, anti-progress, and useful only as an expensive firewood. Or to be spat, urinated, defecated and burned in public in disgust over its columnists and its readers who are ironically the ones who want to destroy this embattled nation. Aparently, the guys who agree with one voice just want to perpetualize the sufferings of our people. If Ninoy Aquino were to be alive at the age of 74, he would curse at his wife, his favorite daughter Kris, his only son and the Cojuancos for not giving away Hacienda Luisita to its farmers who work hard under its soil. He could have gone to another flight to Singapore to lead the anti-Marcosian resistance. He would wait for the Filipinos to do an EDSA for him to be the eleventh Philippine president since Emilio Aguinaldo declared Philippine independence in Kawit, Cavite. Since then if it happened, all new scenario, and an another way to guide us to economic progress. Ninoy was killed. It happened. We're in a big mess right now. Only Charter Change can clean up our mess at this point.
Any disagreement with me could be solved in a debate. About Ashlee Simpson, eh? She sucks less compared to High School Musical. Although I hate her, she is less of a hate object. Also, I'm proud that Nick Lachey' new girl is half-Filipina. In fact, everyone in the world has 5% Pinoy Blood. I'll do more business next time coz' the money, love, drugs & blood still flows everywhere in any given place & time. Weekends are holy days for us since we'll worship God and leave the woes we have on the weekdays. Holla to the Virgin Islanders coz' they're Virgins even if the're screwed!
(THE FATHER'S SIN IS NOT HIS SON'S)
At around 3:15 in the morning on August 17, Asia Agcaoili has complained on air that her brain was messed up. And I go like "Take that, bitch! That's for playing that shitty, white slaver song! I have suffered enough! That song pisses me off a trillion times more! FUCK Vince Chong, Alicia Pan & Nikki Gil 951,236,478,921,692,260,457,694,472,968,254,478 goddamned times over! FUCK THEM ALL, MUDDAFUCKA!" that's a lesson in life. If you're with the flow, you will be screw'd. Thank God I was't with the nitwit flock. Phew.
SummerSlam was great! The results aren't important. The barbecue in Boston has ended. The American summer of 2006 will end on September 4. The Monday after that, America will honor people who had fallen in New York City, Arlington in Virginia & the humble town of Shanksille in Pennsylvania. The Murders for Allah's Glory (and Destruction of all Jews & Westerners), Inc. will also commemorate the 19 fanatic idiots who shed blood of innocent lives in America. Osama Bin Laden will soon die of old age. Someone wil replace him. Don't ask me because I have no contacts with them. We don't want Jews to be wiped off the Earth since Jesus was a Jew and the Jewish people (with the Filipinos) will set up the red carpet for Jesus Christ's return. Islam is good but radical Islam is such a pest. I call on all Muslims everywhere to denounce spiritual terrorism done by the hardliners from Hezbollah, Hamas, Al Qadea, Jemaah Islamiyah and their afiliates, suporters, backers, financiers, and their sponsor nations like North Korea, Iran, Syria, Cuba, Venezuela, Brazil, Bolivia, and other places where are openly welcome.
I was a little carried away in the last paragraph but it's obviously true. Segway to the Ian Lopez Competency Quiz are 15 questions to answer. Your answers are to determine your competence.
1:8*7? 2:Who proved that the earth is round? 3:world's most overrated person in the world (she will inherit a global hotel chain in a few years time)? 4:person who served as Italian Prime Minister longer in recent times other than Benito Mussolini? 5:Name the 6 members of the PCD (first name & last name acceptable) as of July 2006. 6:If you were in the city center of Hiroshima on August 6, 1945 at 8:15 AM, what will be your condition after an hour? 7:Name the 3 Guianas (group of 3 countries, also a geographical area). 8:Full Acronym of AIDS? 9:Born In Kentucky, Was President in a Civil War, shot in a theather, died the next morning. Who is he? 10:The archipelago housing American bases south of the Maldives? 11:How many pence in a £ before 1971?). 12: First human king mentioned in the Bible? 13: Mo Twister's real name? 14: Where's Santa Claus' hometown (in Finland)? And 15: What's my birthdate? If you can answer my questions, it can determine if you're competent or just retarded (on my scale). The answers will be posted on august no more's last part: the next episode. Then I'm off to rip and post the next series tentatively called THE 4 BURRS AND MY FIFTEENTH EXISTENCE. I'm also making another story called "I'm Unfaithful (Based on Rihanna's chart-topping hit and some of the author's life experiences)" and it will start with this storyline:
An annual nightmare he experienced every night of the anniversary of his friends' death. He woke up every two in the morning to keep himself in one piece. He slept again at three thirty in the morning, still weary of that experience. "Why?" he said to himself, who never woke up his wife and his teenage daughter because his 15-year-old son named Fhack was studying in San Pablo City. Later that morning, his boss gave him an assignment. His units were shocked to see a guy with his mid 20's wielding a pocketknife to the neck of a slightly older woman. He was last seen driving towards his neighborhood. Will he kill the man who will in turn kill his other friend just like last time? Or will he convince the man to tell his problems and convince him to change it without violence? BECAUSE IT IS ALWAYS A HARD TIME TO DECIDE IN A TIME OF DISTRESS.
I don't care if it sucks ass. For as long as it doesn't suck dick, ass, and tits unlike high school musical, this will be a great venture to crash on. Two more and we are now in the first stage of a New Year for the Ian blog. Survived it all, without you, I couldn't survive those turbulent moments. I'm ready for 2007 and this is just the beginning. By the time High School Musical 2 comes out next year, The MINORITY will grow by 900000%. We'll beat those screw'd donkeys.
(ONE MORE TO FINISH)
One more to finish. Phew, I have one more stage to conquer. I'll backtrack to March 2002 (guess where am I at that time, sucka) when the now embattled President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo made a visit to my hometown. It was the only time to see one of the Philippines' most noted environmentalists, Heherson Alvarez of Isabela, a WPD police officer (name and rank forgotten by blogger, his fate is still unknown to Ian Lopez), and of course, La Gloria. Fasttrack to November 21, 2003 in which I was in OB Montessori (The first Montessori school in the Philippines, if I presume). The guy who is the shit who always hits my fan wasn't around. God is good to me on the twentyfirst! It is the least tense day on the whle muddafacking earth. High on the mountains last March 5, 2004 when that James Bond shagging homo wasn't around in Caliraya. The place was cean (except for ass shit in the playing fields). By August 2004, I went to a certain place in Rizal. Before that, we had a stopover in (then) newly-opened Caltex SLT Northbound. In the mad dash to the piss hall (comfort room), we nearly bumped a group of people. The Visit to the Avilon Zoo in Montalban was another way to appreciate animals that are otherwise in laboratories, sewers, canals, and of course, our own backyard. 2005 is more of a gray picture for me (f*uckdamnit) but the early O6 is more of a Crayola crayon of any color smudging on the paper (in which it brought a smear that is otherwise colored). May 27, 2006 was the day that no other day came close. I went to the SM MALL OF ASIA on that day. It was really kickass! By the time you read this on August 25, I will be in the Manila area but I WILL NEVER GO NEAR THE U. S. EMBASSY to protect myself from being Bulalong Lagueño (Coz' I'm fat as a pig but as strong as a carabao).
I will send a picture that was supposed to be shown around March 2006. It's about a baby child puling near my crew as our bus was heading to Lucena. The child vomited along the way while the bus is heading for Sariyaya (the places mentioned here are on). The person who won the PBB Teen Edition is a whore. She is so retarded even by the most basic scientific exams. Although she could be smart, she is an f-ing nitwit. Kim is a HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Looks like the hatred against Cueshé has increased since July 2006. How can you treat a band when you morons still keep your hate against them if they're near you? Read to what I shall type: If you don't like them, you can just badmouth them and if it is necessary, throw light objects like a bottle of water at them. If you like them and youwere snobbed by them, shout to those people "I hope your fucking asses get hustled!" if they are nice enough, say thank you, hand them 50 pesos and scram. Any complaint will be ONLY welcomed at teamian1115@yahoo.com. If I received any hate mail, I'll forward it to the same address listed above. And of course, my pictures will NEVER be posted due to security, safety, personal, confidential, and parental reasons.
If the rain doesn't get you, then the disease will.
(THE NEXT EPISODE)
This is the last one. I'm as proud as usual. This is a celebration of sorts. Next month is a fiesta month. Having random thoughts is a breeze ever since I did this. Another post was done. As I rid into the sunset, I will expect another challenge along the way. The song "Home" by Bone Thugs featuring Phil Collins is a song for virtually every homesick person, or a person longing to go back to his homeland. I would like to thank everyone who made my world a kibbutz (brotherhood) of sorts. This world is 100 % Filipino and everything in this world is a (mostly) friendly place.
This is quite a short one. But in the end, it is worth it, as Wolverine killed Jean Grey on X-Men 3. If you're going to be married, walking down the aisle are both apprehensive and accomplishing another test of life. If someone goes there to wreck your marriage like taking away a piece of a railroad track. A disaster if I must say.
This is not the end of this post, yet. I could try podcasting but I have no $$$ (money). My seeds for a potential cyberspace invasion are planted. It will grow like a coconut tree, not like weed (the kind of shrubs that threaten grains). Make sure you have a good mark to leave when you go to the other side of life (the afterlife). I'm sure that Daniel Smith and the three other Americans will go free for being victimized by that Zamboangueña whore who acts, cries, moans, and does almost anything whorelike. If the Philippines changes its form of government from Presidential to Parliamentary, it is like buying a booster kit to boost our economic, social, political and national morale and to boost our way to first world country status in 20 years. Looks like my house has some sort of maintenance overhaul after 15 years. I should keep it up, especialy the roof, where the leaks from the roof gutter have sent my room extra wet every time it rains.
The answers to my competency quiz are 1:56 (those who do not answer this are retarded) 2:Ferdinand Magellan (presumably likked at the site of one of those hotels in Mactan Is.) 3:Paris Hilton (Good Luck to your album though. It burns the charts here in the Philippines, I think) 4: Silvio Berlusconi 5: Dead of all that radiation. 6: THE TEST IS IRRELEVANT. HA!
Praise the Lord 131,320,553,406,441 times over! YES! AUGUST NO MORE IS NOW OVER! REAL MEN DON'T DO DRUGS, THEY DRINK BOOOOOOZE!
To hit up the interest, I'll just add up to my personal yet slightly provocative rape case comments. I was going to type somethng irrelevant when I decided to provoke that Zamboangueña whore, her family, her supporters, and her puppet supporters. She was assigned to get drunk, then get laid with an American who is serving in the U. S. Marines (Daniel Smith), let herself have a wild night, then get provoked intentionally, then let the events naturally flow (One of the marines said "Let us rest her on the sidewalk. She was drunked and screwed all of a sudden. Hope she doesn't give us too much trouble." then had her ass lied down the pavement.) When she woke up, she told her biggest lie in her lie. She allowed herself to insert some guy's elephant trunk on her wet canyon despite the fact that she did not consent to have sex with Smith. Go ahead. You can kick my ass through words but you can't screw the soul of a blogger. I forgot something. "Nicole" DID NOT FREAKING lit a single damn candle on a church in Subic to remember her dead father. Her father's spirit abandoned her when she lost her innocence through her shameful act on All Saint's Day, 2005. Good luck with your remaining moments on earth. She was traumatized during the trial. She will die of trauma because of that.
Politics, Philippine style. Chuck out those worthless impeachment complaints. Let Charter Change pass for the good of our sufering nation. No Cha Cha, No Progress, No way we can indefinitely destroy the commies, abu sayaffs, jemaah islamiyah fanatics & other threats to the Filipinos (except the weather and God), We can assure ourselves a good future.
Once more, I WAS at the Pussycat Dolls concert last night at the Araneta Coliseum on July 28. I wasn't lying. I just hid the evidences somewhere. In Marilao, Bulacan in the middle of the North Luzon Expressway last July 30 at 2 in the morning. It was later planted near a vintage bomb with a more modern, wireless, undetectable & complex timebomb. Anyone who comes near it gets his/her body turned into cheap chunks of meat.
The new song "A Public Affair" by Jessica Simpson is way better than that white trash, copycat, has-been, egoistic, sluttysister Ashlee. Smashlee is her nickname because her bandmates & fans call her that. So do I coz' I wanted to smash her head with a microphone. Better a hammer to feel the anger of over half a million people. Speaking of Jessica Simpson, ther has been a virtual warfare between her & Paris Hilton. (It's all about the music & the money made by their music.) Extra Notes: Ashlee Simpson's new (s)hit "Invisible" copies some styles of John Cena. First listen to Invisible, then listen to Our Time is Now. It's similar all right. Not only she lipsynchs, she steals some styles of music from others.
According to my drunken spooks, the progress of my blogs has been slow enough. Regardless, I'm typing future posts at the moment. By September, my original blog will celebrate its first year posted (September 3 to be exact). My friend "Diego" has a girlfriend right now. She (Diego's girlfriend) will celebrate her birthday on September as well. From demanding a cable provider to return Jack TV on its lineup ASAP, to call a certain DJ a coffee monster (later rescinded), to unimaginable garbage (including the Subic rape case), The Ian Blog has come a long way without any opposition. As I celebrate my underappreciated success on the Internet. I got friendster, then myspace, then blogger. Next target is blogspot. If someone can't kill 2 birds with one stone, maybe I haven't tried killing four birds with a stone. I can consider killing 4 eagles with a rocket launcher.
I now renew the call to boycott High School Musical. As I say it again, F-U-C-K Vince Chong, Alicia Pan & Nikki Gil 951,236,478,694,472,968 damn times over. When their brown-and-yellow trash asian remake of the song breaking free makes it to some of the trusted countdown shows (TV & Radio, since the Internet has sites for that which has underlooked Asia), all hell is loose and I am now personally opening the dam of my personal hell. Let my past forgive me to screw the next wave of opposition. Give them Hell, and the world's load will end up on their shoulder or my own. Praise the Lord 131,320,553,406,441 times over.
(HYPE UP AND FIGHT)
My life is still a mess. I'll clean up my blogs & summarize the previous writings. I still watch South Park once in a damn while. A few Saturdays ago, I watched Drawn Together. The episode is all about Captain Hero & her girlfriend coming to visit him in the Drawn Together house. When Captain Hero gave a massage to her girlfriend, slowly but surely, it turned to a bigtime beepfest. They had done that when they were probably in high school or college. At the middle of the lights off, they are now making babies' scene, she told that they (Hero & his gf) would get married when she turns 30. As we fast forward to the end, Princess Clara & Toot Braunstein assembled a weapon that shoots potatoes. Apparently, they shot it to Captain Hero's gf, and then her body literally went of to the other side of the world. Stretching back to the Drawn Together house, her lifeless hands were held by Captain Hero & Wooldoor Sockbat. They were right beside her when she died as the potato hits her face directly. Thet never let her die alone. That's what good friends do. Bring there to suport you in the hardest times.
Presently, I aspire myself to be a DJ on Magic 89.9. But I could end up in a call center. I quote this from Igan D'Bayan's column in the Philippine Star (Cut-up the crap, February 24, 2006):
Philosophers like Marx and Engels (even if you read them via Barron's or Cliff Notes) make perfect sense. Your job has alienated yourself from your true self (unlike tadpoles who grow up to be politicians). You like Nabokov and Dostoevsky, yet you end up as a ghostwriter for a society columnist. You like Miles Davis and John Coltrane, yet ended up in a record label peddling Cueshé. You like Kubrick and Scorsese, yet ending up making ads for the MMDA and the Department of Health ("Iodized salt, iodized salt, mag-iodized salt tayo…")
I will be aware of that. Also (damnit), some teen stars now will end up as has-beens before 75 more activists, politicians, mediamen & innocent people will end up cadavers by christmas day 2006. That column is a mirror of our current lifestyle. We sholuld do something about it, right?
Screw You, Chiz Escudero. Ditto to Imee Marcos (hope your father has a good time in hell, bitch!), Teofisto Guingona (face it old man, STFU, F off politics & start constructing your own grave. Your time will be up soon.), Jamby Madrigal (the people are sick and damn tired of your damned antics. Just resign your post & squander our resources at your own disposal. The commie junket to Utrecht is spent by taxpayer money. I wish some sons of bitches would infect you with rabies for being a red herring. Same to the others who use the word Bora – not Bora Bora, the island in the Frenched up Polynesia -, die bitch, die.), and other guys in the oposition (Since early 2006, the Binay fiefdom of Makati is slowly losing some of its rich folks. That f*uckhole is going down). The Philippine Daily Inquirer no longer serves its purpose and deserves to be closed down.
My fort isn't waving white flags anymore. This time, its red flags with the words "FIGHT WITH ALL YOU GOT, MFERS" in black. INXS in Manila by August the 15th will be one rowdy shindig. The song Unfaithful by Rihanna is very-damn-symbolic-slash-actually-happening-to-some-people-all-over-the-world. The words "I don't want to be a murderer" is a statement that he doesn't want her boyfriend to perish because she left him. The end of the world will happen after worms eat my body and cockroaches lay their eggs on my stomach. And a seed growing to a tree thanks to my decomposed penis which was crucial to the tree's growth. Come near & I'll haunt your ass.
Summerslam 2006 in Boston, within 50 miles of John Cena's hometown (West Newbury, 01985 MA) could be the epicenter of the celebrations of John Cena's victory party. He will win this one, even if that ho Lita tries to use some cheap tricks to let her boyfriend, the Rated R Superstar Edge win another defense of the WWE Championship. If he wins, it will be his second. He needs 14 more title reigns to beat the number of WWE Championships won by the Nature Boy, Ric Flair. God Bless John Cena and I also wish his new movie "The Marine" a smashing success in the box office someime in October. The trailer is kickass. Not for the Oscars but great though.
(WHINING CLIMAX)
This is the climax of the series. I wish one of my second-degree friends Sitti (for what?) good luck in the music industry. My first-degree friend (I have 90 first-degree friends since August 6, 2006) Kelly advised her not to go into mainstream last May 17, 2006 (I'm not sure with the dates). They were silly at that time (crap, smoker's cough. I'll just cock my gun and shoot my pet birds. They cause lung cancer. Thanks, Dana Reeve for dying because you are too close with birds – the feathery type, not the hairy type-).
I also want Gringo Honasan to surrender, then be imprisoned for 5 or 10 years for rebellion charges. Hopefully, those charges will be dropped, paving the way for his new lease on life. He could see his grandchildren as well.
Philipine Idol will not be as famous as American Idol (F*uck Yeah!) but it will have as much marks in the industry. Ryan Cayabyab (The Country's leading starmaker since the 70's), Pilita Corrales (No introduction needed, her bones nearly got brokeback weeks ago but she's now A-OK) & Francis Magalona (Thanks for the song Cold Summer Nights and the group Death Threat, homie. You really contribute to the upbringing of the Philippine music scene) will be its judges. My other first-degree friend (00101) auditioned but he was too good for Philippine Idol. He also has a great singing voice but enough of this. Philippine Idol will send ABC 5 to the cockfighting arena that is proudly called Philippine Television in which ABC 5 will topple QTV11 for the third placer slot. Visit the official site at www.philippineidol.com and I wish the new Philippine Idol good luck in the music industry. That guy should need it.
I will turn 15 on November 15. Still, it sucks to be me. Imagine a tall, fat person with big, fat eyeglasses. I should be thankful since I was born into this world a male since I don't have flat breasts and big teeth as one of my third degree friends do. Fernando's sins aren't going to be Ian's. I have left 834000 minutes behind. Now, I have to face the next 3,858,400 minutes or so as mandated.
Pinoy Dream Academy of ABS-CBN shouldn't start at the aftermath of my troubles. Taking and deleting something from StarStruck: It's free to dream, you shouldn't believe the criticism of others. What is important for you is to SURVIVE. To cross C5 without the aid of a pedestrian bridge is suicidal. You should survive now, and surive often. If Britney Spears & Kevin Federline mysteriously dies, God could send me their son Sean Preston & their other child if it hapens. Thank you Lord for having my mother fly to Manila to Negros to be part of her grandmother's burial. Thank you Lord for giving me a second chance since that mordacious accident in 1997. Thank you Lord for letting our family survive each and every day. Thank you Lord for everything. Thank you, Lord.
The climax has reached and it will end sooner or later. Boracay is still Boracay, not Bora. I was here for a purpose. To help others and charity. I am daydreaming of lesbians again. Real men DON'T do drugs, they DRINK BOOZE! I have two more August No More posts that will end on Part 5. Having Parts 6 & 7 could depend on the situation. On the first Sunday of September of the Year 2006, The Ian Blog has reached a year of surviving. It couldn't happen without you guys. My family roots are planted in the Philippines. Hopefully, My blog is now seen everywhere. Sticks and stones and calling names and public demonstrations can't hurt me. I have to end this now but I assure you, I won't abandon the ones who were my friends before.
One more audacious run-on: there is still terror everywhere. Natural disasters are everywhere. Prepeare for the worst and bad things will happen unexpectedly, even if you are very, very happy celebrating a party of some sort. Your first clubbin' experience could be your last. First to ignore is the first to be hit by the one that is ignored. Avoid commiting suicides because, you leased your life from God. He gives your life and can take it away.
(IT COULD SPILL TO OCTOBER)
This part will be published on the fourth week of August. Of ourse, I intentionally planned to publish the first three parts separately like a halting fusillade attacking a target at diferent times (like killing 3 birds with a stone each). This post (with parts 5 & 6) will be published on the forth week. At the end of month, Part 7 (The Epilogue that surprises your ass out) will be published. August No More will be replaced with The Ian Blog: A Year of Siroccos for the month of Spetember.
Ha, Ha, Ha! Now we are really enjoying this! And I fictionally spent PHP 30,000 and by September, my other first-degree friend Anna will get married! More wet dreams for Diego since his dreams about his girlfriend are preempting his dreams of being most valuable playa! High School Musical has become OVERRATED in my neighborhood and in almost strret corner of America and Asia! And I'm high. I'm high on asthma to be exact. Since late July, I have asthma but it did not deter my ability to blog. Low content screws, last 3 words applied to my old posts. I'm the voice of my own self, an outcast already accepted by the rest o the world who ants to destroy the past and a future radio personality who will get lots of flak (detraction) for what I do. In fact, there are others who flak me for who I am. A freelance blogger who speaks out against injustice, communism, overrated bulshit, and primarily things that piss me off. For those who haven't seen this wonderful site yet aware of the changes and new stuff around you, HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL SUCKS DICK, ASS & TITS!
George W. Bush said stop this shit and its over in Petersburg on the Baltic (To distinguish it from St. Pete, Florida). And the war in Lebanon ended temporarily at around Monday, 1 PM (GMT+8) on August 14, 2006. If you love High School Musical, or use Bora as a term for the island of Boracay, or wear a pink polo with the collar up, you deserve to be killed by either a Katyusha rocket or an Uzi submachine gun.
And if you think it sucks to be you, I was one of the guys who hate high school musical in my school. We're the minority there. THE MINORITY WILL TRANSCEND HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL. IT'S JUST A FAD.
Has someone moved along? Apparently, the DisUnited Opposition will do anything to boot out the most attacked Philippine president since Imee Marcos' father declared the undoing of Philippine progress 34 years ago. They want more exposure in the media. If I see those political has-beens on the newspaper I'm reading, it will make me go vomit on my breakfast, spit on my coffe, and so on. I only read The Philippine Star since the Manila Bulletin is slightly incomprehensible. I NEVER read the Pathetic Dummy Inquisitor (Phil. Dail. Inq.) –The most sarcastic & pessimist newspaper in asia- is way too biased, leftist, communist, pro-poverty, anti-progress, and useful only as an expensive firewood. Or to be spat, urinated, defecated and burned in public in disgust over its columnists and its readers who are ironically the ones who want to destroy this embattled nation. Aparently, the guys who agree with one voice just want to perpetualize the sufferings of our people. If Ninoy Aquino were to be alive at the age of 74, he would curse at his wife, his favorite daughter Kris, his only son and the Cojuancos for not giving away Hacienda Luisita to its farmers who work hard under its soil. He could have gone to another flight to Singapore to lead the anti-Marcosian resistance. He would wait for the Filipinos to do an EDSA for him to be the eleventh Philippine president since Emilio Aguinaldo declared Philippine independence in Kawit, Cavite. Since then if it happened, all new scenario, and an another way to guide us to economic progress. Ninoy was killed. It happened. We're in a big mess right now. Only Charter Change can clean up our mess at this point.
Any disagreement with me could be solved in a debate. About Ashlee Simpson, eh? She sucks less compared to High School Musical. Although I hate her, she is less of a hate object. Also, I'm proud that Nick Lachey' new girl is half-Filipina. In fact, everyone in the world has 5% Pinoy Blood. I'll do more business next time coz' the money, love, drugs & blood still flows everywhere in any given place & time. Weekends are holy days for us since we'll worship God and leave the woes we have on the weekdays. Holla to the Virgin Islanders coz' they're Virgins even if the're screwed!
(THE FATHER'S SIN IS NOT HIS SON'S)
At around 3:15 in the morning on August 17, Asia Agcaoili has complained on air that her brain was messed up. And I go like "Take that, bitch! That's for playing that shitty, white slaver song! I have suffered enough! That song pisses me off a trillion times more! FUCK Vince Chong, Alicia Pan & Nikki Gil 951,236,478,921,692,260,457,694,472,968,254,478 goddamned times over! FUCK THEM ALL, MUDDAFUCKA!" that's a lesson in life. If you're with the flow, you will be screw'd. Thank God I was't with the nitwit flock. Phew.
SummerSlam was great! The results aren't important. The barbecue in Boston has ended. The American summer of 2006 will end on September 4. The Monday after that, America will honor people who had fallen in New York City, Arlington in Virginia & the humble town of Shanksille in Pennsylvania. The Murders for Allah's Glory (and Destruction of all Jews & Westerners), Inc. will also commemorate the 19 fanatic idiots who shed blood of innocent lives in America. Osama Bin Laden will soon die of old age. Someone wil replace him. Don't ask me because I have no contacts with them. We don't want Jews to be wiped off the Earth since Jesus was a Jew and the Jewish people (with the Filipinos) will set up the red carpet for Jesus Christ's return. Islam is good but radical Islam is such a pest. I call on all Muslims everywhere to denounce spiritual terrorism done by the hardliners from Hezbollah, Hamas, Al Qadea, Jemaah Islamiyah and their afiliates, suporters, backers, financiers, and their sponsor nations like North Korea, Iran, Syria, Cuba, Venezuela, Brazil, Bolivia, and other places where are openly welcome.
I was a little carried away in the last paragraph but it's obviously true. Segway to the Ian Lopez Competency Quiz are 15 questions to answer. Your answers are to determine your competence.
1:8*7? 2:Who proved that the earth is round? 3:world's most overrated person in the world (she will inherit a global hotel chain in a few years time)? 4:person who served as Italian Prime Minister longer in recent times other than Benito Mussolini? 5:Name the 6 members of the PCD (first name & last name acceptable) as of July 2006. 6:If you were in the city center of Hiroshima on August 6, 1945 at 8:15 AM, what will be your condition after an hour? 7:Name the 3 Guianas (group of 3 countries, also a geographical area). 8:Full Acronym of AIDS? 9:Born In Kentucky, Was President in a Civil War, shot in a theather, died the next morning. Who is he? 10:The archipelago housing American bases south of the Maldives? 11:How many pence in a £ before 1971?). 12: First human king mentioned in the Bible? 13: Mo Twister's real name? 14: Where's Santa Claus' hometown (in Finland)? And 15: What's my birthdate? If you can answer my questions, it can determine if you're competent or just retarded (on my scale). The answers will be posted on august no more's last part: the next episode. Then I'm off to rip and post the next series tentatively called THE 4 BURRS AND MY FIFTEENTH EXISTENCE. I'm also making another story called "I'm Unfaithful (Based on Rihanna's chart-topping hit and some of the author's life experiences)" and it will start with this storyline:
An annual nightmare he experienced every night of the anniversary of his friends' death. He woke up every two in the morning to keep himself in one piece. He slept again at three thirty in the morning, still weary of that experience. "Why?" he said to himself, who never woke up his wife and his teenage daughter because his 15-year-old son named Fhack was studying in San Pablo City. Later that morning, his boss gave him an assignment. His units were shocked to see a guy with his mid 20's wielding a pocketknife to the neck of a slightly older woman. He was last seen driving towards his neighborhood. Will he kill the man who will in turn kill his other friend just like last time? Or will he convince the man to tell his problems and convince him to change it without violence? BECAUSE IT IS ALWAYS A HARD TIME TO DECIDE IN A TIME OF DISTRESS.
I don't care if it sucks ass. For as long as it doesn't suck dick, ass, and tits unlike high school musical, this will be a great venture to crash on. Two more and we are now in the first stage of a New Year for the Ian blog. Survived it all, without you, I couldn't survive those turbulent moments. I'm ready for 2007 and this is just the beginning. By the time High School Musical 2 comes out next year, The MINORITY will grow by 900000%. We'll beat those screw'd donkeys.
(ONE MORE TO FINISH)
One more to finish. Phew, I have one more stage to conquer. I'll backtrack to March 2002 (guess where am I at that time, sucka) when the now embattled President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo made a visit to my hometown. It was the only time to see one of the Philippines' most noted environmentalists, Heherson Alvarez of Isabela, a WPD police officer (name and rank forgotten by blogger, his fate is still unknown to Ian Lopez), and of course, La Gloria. Fasttrack to November 21, 2003 in which I was in OB Montessori (The first Montessori school in the Philippines, if I presume). The guy who is the shit who always hits my fan wasn't around. God is good to me on the twentyfirst! It is the least tense day on the whle muddafacking earth. High on the mountains last March 5, 2004 when that James Bond shagging homo wasn't around in Caliraya. The place was cean (except for ass shit in the playing fields). By August 2004, I went to a certain place in Rizal. Before that, we had a stopover in (then) newly-opened Caltex SLT Northbound. In the mad dash to the piss hall (comfort room), we nearly bumped a group of people. The Visit to the Avilon Zoo in Montalban was another way to appreciate animals that are otherwise in laboratories, sewers, canals, and of course, our own backyard. 2005 is more of a gray picture for me (f*uckdamnit) but the early O6 is more of a Crayola crayon of any color smudging on the paper (in which it brought a smear that is otherwise colored). May 27, 2006 was the day that no other day came close. I went to the SM MALL OF ASIA on that day. It was really kickass! By the time you read this on August 25, I will be in the Manila area but I WILL NEVER GO NEAR THE U. S. EMBASSY to protect myself from being Bulalong Lagueño (Coz' I'm fat as a pig but as strong as a carabao).
I will send a picture that was supposed to be shown around March 2006. It's about a baby child puling near my crew as our bus was heading to Lucena. The child vomited along the way while the bus is heading for Sariyaya (the places mentioned here are on). The person who won the PBB Teen Edition is a whore. She is so retarded even by the most basic scientific exams. Although she could be smart, she is an f-ing nitwit. Kim is a HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Looks like the hatred against Cueshé has increased since July 2006. How can you treat a band when you morons still keep your hate against them if they're near you? Read to what I shall type: If you don't like them, you can just badmouth them and if it is necessary, throw light objects like a bottle of water at them. If you like them and youwere snobbed by them, shout to those people "I hope your fucking asses get hustled!" if they are nice enough, say thank you, hand them 50 pesos and scram. Any complaint will be ONLY welcomed at teamian1115@yahoo.com. If I received any hate mail, I'll forward it to the same address listed above. And of course, my pictures will NEVER be posted due to security, safety, personal, confidential, and parental reasons.
If the rain doesn't get you, then the disease will.
(THE NEXT EPISODE)
This is the last one. I'm as proud as usual. This is a celebration of sorts. Next month is a fiesta month. Having random thoughts is a breeze ever since I did this. Another post was done. As I rid into the sunset, I will expect another challenge along the way. The song "Home" by Bone Thugs featuring Phil Collins is a song for virtually every homesick person, or a person longing to go back to his homeland. I would like to thank everyone who made my world a kibbutz (brotherhood) of sorts. This world is 100 % Filipino and everything in this world is a (mostly) friendly place.
This is quite a short one. But in the end, it is worth it, as Wolverine killed Jean Grey on X-Men 3. If you're going to be married, walking down the aisle are both apprehensive and accomplishing another test of life. If someone goes there to wreck your marriage like taking away a piece of a railroad track. A disaster if I must say.
This is not the end of this post, yet. I could try podcasting but I have no $$$ (money). My seeds for a potential cyberspace invasion are planted. It will grow like a coconut tree, not like weed (the kind of shrubs that threaten grains). Make sure you have a good mark to leave when you go to the other side of life (the afterlife). I'm sure that Daniel Smith and the three other Americans will go free for being victimized by that Zamboangueña whore who acts, cries, moans, and does almost anything whorelike. If the Philippines changes its form of government from Presidential to Parliamentary, it is like buying a booster kit to boost our economic, social, political and national morale and to boost our way to first world country status in 20 years. Looks like my house has some sort of maintenance overhaul after 15 years. I should keep it up, especialy the roof, where the leaks from the roof gutter have sent my room extra wet every time it rains.
The answers to my competency quiz are 1:56 (those who do not answer this are retarded) 2:Ferdinand Magellan (presumably likked at the site of one of those hotels in Mactan Is.) 3:Paris Hilton (Good Luck to your album though. It burns the charts here in the Philippines, I think) 4: Silvio Berlusconi 5: Dead of all that radiation. 6: THE TEST IS IRRELEVANT. HA!
Praise the Lord 131,320,553,406,441 times over! YES! AUGUST NO MORE IS NOW OVER! REAL MEN DON'T DO DRUGS, THEY DRINK BOOOOOOZE!
Sunday, October 15, 2006
RIDIN' DIRTY LIKE EVERY FILIPINO
YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT!
THAT MEANS SHUT UP!!!
They see me rollinThey hatinPatrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyMy music so loudI'm swanginThey hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyPolice think they can see me leanI'm tint so it ain't easy to be seenWhen you see me ride by they can see the gleanAnd my shine on the deck and the TV screenRide with a new chick, she like hold upNext to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistolaTurn a jacker into a comaGirl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie BoneJust tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babiesRock clean itself so I pull in ladiesLaws of patrolling you know they hate meMusic turned all the way up until the maximumI can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for someBut we packin somethin that we have and um will have a nigga locked up in the maximumSecurity cell, I'm grippin oakMusic loud and tippin slowTwist and twistin like hit this doughPull up from behind and is in his throatWindows down gotta stop pollutionCDs change niggas like who is that producing?This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisinGot warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losinThey see me rollinThey hatinPatrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyMy music so loudI'm swanginThey hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyI been drinkin and smokin holdin shit cause a brother can't focusI gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol Excursion swerving all up in the curve manNigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again we in the windDoin a hundred while I puff on the bluntAnd rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuckI got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my ballsRoll a nigga tree, green leaves and allComin up pretty deep, me and my do-joI gotta get back to backstreetsWanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creepPop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low keyWith no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em allBut I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'allKeep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark, but well if you want, nigga you poppin darkReady or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and ChamillionaireThey see me rollinThey hatinPatrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyMy music so loudI'm swanginThey hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyDo what you thinkin so, I tried to let you goTurn up a blink of light and I swang it slowerA nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin droughSo they get behind me tryin to check my tags, look at my rearview and they smilinThinkin they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryinCause they denyin is racial profilingHouston, TX you can check my tagsPull me over try to check my slabGlove compartment gotta get my cashCause the crooked cops try to come up fastAnd been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn bout not feeling my attitudeWhen they realize I ain't even ridin dirty bet you'll be leavin with an even madder moodI'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ ScrewYou can't arrest me plus you can't sueThis a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOUI can't be toss or tell em that they shoulda knownTippin down sittin crooked on my chromeBookin my phone tryin to find a chick I wanna boneLike they couldn't stop me I'mma bout to pull up at your home and it's onThey see me rollinThey hatinPatrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyMy music so loudI'm swanginThey hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyThey see me rollinThey hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loudI'm swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
THAT MEANS SHUT UP!!!
They see me rollinThey hatinPatrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyMy music so loudI'm swanginThey hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyPolice think they can see me leanI'm tint so it ain't easy to be seenWhen you see me ride by they can see the gleanAnd my shine on the deck and the TV screenRide with a new chick, she like hold upNext to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistolaTurn a jacker into a comaGirl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie BoneJust tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babiesRock clean itself so I pull in ladiesLaws of patrolling you know they hate meMusic turned all the way up until the maximumI can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for someBut we packin somethin that we have and um will have a nigga locked up in the maximumSecurity cell, I'm grippin oakMusic loud and tippin slowTwist and twistin like hit this doughPull up from behind and is in his throatWindows down gotta stop pollutionCDs change niggas like who is that producing?This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisinGot warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losinThey see me rollinThey hatinPatrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyMy music so loudI'm swanginThey hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyI been drinkin and smokin holdin shit cause a brother can't focusI gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol Excursion swerving all up in the curve manNigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again we in the windDoin a hundred while I puff on the bluntAnd rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuckI got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my ballsRoll a nigga tree, green leaves and allComin up pretty deep, me and my do-joI gotta get back to backstreetsWanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creepPop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low keyWith no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em allBut I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'allKeep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark, but well if you want, nigga you poppin darkReady or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and ChamillionaireThey see me rollinThey hatinPatrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyMy music so loudI'm swanginThey hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyDo what you thinkin so, I tried to let you goTurn up a blink of light and I swang it slowerA nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin droughSo they get behind me tryin to check my tags, look at my rearview and they smilinThinkin they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryinCause they denyin is racial profilingHouston, TX you can check my tagsPull me over try to check my slabGlove compartment gotta get my cashCause the crooked cops try to come up fastAnd been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn bout not feeling my attitudeWhen they realize I ain't even ridin dirty bet you'll be leavin with an even madder moodI'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ ScrewYou can't arrest me plus you can't sueThis a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOUI can't be toss or tell em that they shoulda knownTippin down sittin crooked on my chromeBookin my phone tryin to find a chick I wanna boneLike they couldn't stop me I'mma bout to pull up at your home and it's onThey see me rollinThey hatinPatrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyMy music so loudI'm swanginThey hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyThey see me rollinThey hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loudI'm swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Saturday, October 07, 2006
what ***** wrote on her myspace goes likes this:
i hope no one will gonna fuck me about keith....
i really wonder why the hell every body says that me and keith coral are "bagay", "will be be together someday" or something mushy or a hella teases or insults about me and keith....now today my kuya nur(associate of my parents) said keith is cute for me while greenday's Jesus of suburbia(my theme song about my unusual los banos grade 6 life)is being played...jerlie angeles(a fellow transferee) said that if me and keith were married someday we will have a child that have beadly little eyes...and i predict that Ian will make a FUCKING STORY about me and keith, just like dean and princess. but i hope this won't get into breaking our friendship.
I DO MAKE FUCKING STORIES ABOUT DEAN AND PRINCESS, DAVE AND ARMINE AND OTHERS! CHRIST!
WATCH XXX (TONIGHT! AROUND 9 PM) ON ABS-CBN. My aunt's funeralia is featured there. all about that dengue victim denied admission to the san juan de dios hospital in pasay. HE DIED AND was serviced by my aunt's funeralia. simple? go eat whatever you want.
i hope no one will gonna fuck me about keith....
i really wonder why the hell every body says that me and keith coral are "bagay", "will be be together someday" or something mushy or a hella teases or insults about me and keith....now today my kuya nur(associate of my parents) said keith is cute for me while greenday's Jesus of suburbia(my theme song about my unusual los banos grade 6 life)is being played...jerlie angeles(a fellow transferee) said that if me and keith were married someday we will have a child that have beadly little eyes...and i predict that Ian will make a FUCKING STORY about me and keith, just like dean and princess. but i hope this won't get into breaking our friendship.
I DO MAKE FUCKING STORIES ABOUT DEAN AND PRINCESS, DAVE AND ARMINE AND OTHERS! CHRIST!
WATCH XXX (TONIGHT! AROUND 9 PM) ON ABS-CBN. My aunt's funeralia is featured there. all about that dengue victim denied admission to the san juan de dios hospital in pasay. HE DIED AND was serviced by my aunt's funeralia. simple? go eat whatever you want.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
POULTRY CRIME BOSSA WARS
Last thursday, my 6 friends got scared by a teenage chicken. my girlfriend was involved there. then i told the chicken to f-off.
My friend got married last saturday. I took the picture of that poor dove for no reason.
What else? Bossa Nova these days s hot. Pinoy Dream Academy really sucks.
End of ???
My friend got married last saturday. I took the picture of that poor dove for no reason.
What else? Bossa Nova these days s hot. Pinoy Dream Academy really sucks.
End of ???
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Jack TV turns 1!
To my friends, my favorite TV channel Jack TV turns one year old. Actually, it started May 2, 2006 at 6 PM. Regardless of its first day in Philippine broadcast history, it has become at the Top 5 slot on one of those surveys. Forget the network wars. Jack TV will probably be the No. 1 cable TV station by January 2007, and the first one to beat ABS- CBN, GMA 7 & ABC 5. Since the other 25% will have to be stuck with those channels, the 3 government stations & at least 5 or 6 UHF stations.
What had Jack TV done in the past year (and 2 months)? Giving more choices for the Pinoy viewer. It also shows TV’s most controversial animated TV series, South Park. Around January 2006, the MTRCB threatened Jack TV for showing explicit & suggestive episodes of South Park. Eventually, they temporarily plugged off South Park. They replaced it with Shorties Watching Shorties. It’s not that bad as South Park but it is also as provocative & explicit as South Park. After the hiatus, South Park called relaunched. Only this time, the word bitch called blanked out (mostly).
Also, Jack TV has all of the WWE programming in the Philippines (licensed by the WWE, of course). There was a Fast Track of WWE Programs for 2 straight days (July 22-23) for us not to be left out in the latest events in the WWE. SmackDown! Will be here on October 21, 2006. Imagine the crowd seeing Batista vs. King Booker in a hardcore match for the WWE World Heavyeight Championship in Araneta Coliseum!
Comedy Central was recently tagged as the next household name for the Filipino male. South Park (recently mentioned in the 2nd paragraph) is part of Comedy Central’s roster since 1997 until probably 2009. Drawn Together is also part of Comedy Central (popular because of its characters, their antics, when Spanky Ham said: we’ll eat like dingoes in a maternity ward, and of course, the hottub scene on its first episode). Ditto to Crank Yankers, Reno 911, Insomniac with Dave Attell, Comedy Central Presents, Prmium Blend, Beat the Geels, and The Daily Show with Jon Stewart (also aired worldwide every weekend via CNN).
Family Guy is on Jack TV’s show lineup. Now, American Dad (made by the creators of Family Guy) makes its Asian debut around July (I’m not sure about this). The shows that are on Jack TV’s lineup are The Late Show with David Letterman, My Name is Earl, Everybody Hates Chris, Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Arrested Development, Distraction (the Brit version), Banzai, Street Smarts, Just for Laughs, and The Jackyard (It’s Crazy!).
Ever since the first broadcast of Jack TV on May 2, 2005 (a day after Family Guy was relaunched on FOX), it has been part of our daily lifestyle. Starting August 7, There will be new timeslots for most of Jack TV’s shows. By the end of the year, there will be new content on Jack TV. Kudos to Jack TV for adding more interest to our TV habits, minimal advertising, and being definitely funny for over a year.
This called late by ¾ weeks or so. Now, idecided to post this and it’s better late than never. Up next is the seven part series August No More. Here is the preview of the series: For Part1, “I was going to type somethng irrelevant when I decided to provoke that Zamboangueña whore, her family, her supporters, and her puppet supporters.” “No Cha Cha, No Progress, No way we can indefinitely destroy the commies, abu sayaffs, jemaah islamiyah fanatics & other threats to the Filipinos (except the weather and God), We can assure ourselves a good future.” “The new song “A Public Affair” by Jessica Simpson is way better than that white trash, copycat, has-been, egoistic, sluttysister Ashlee. Smashlee is her nickname because her bandmates & fans call her that.” “As I say it again, F-U-C-K Vince Chong, Alicia Pan & Nikki Gil 951,236,478,694,472,968 damn times over.” For Part 2, “They were right beside her when she died as the potato hits her face directly. Thet never let her die alone. That’s what good friends do.” “You like Miles Davis and John Coltrane, yet ended up in a record label peddling Cueshé. You like Kubrick and Scorsese, yet ending up making ads for the MMDA and the Department of Health” “My fort isn’t waving white flags anymore. This time, its red flags with the words “FIGHT WITH ALL YOU GOT, MFERS” in black.” “He will win this one, even if that ho Lita tries to use some cheap tricks to let her boyfriend, the Rated R Superstar Edge win another defense of the WWE Championship.” And other topics that you could ever think of and this is not for the dull, ordinary guy (unless you want some kickass action in your life).
Addendum for your memory space: I lost at that agricultural competition (involves a quiz, esaay writing contest & an art contest) in LB last August 11. Forget that because I will set my sights at Campus Breakout (after a long, long hiatus), a contest in which you get your brains to scramble in random categories. It will happen anytime in September. Once again, the ftrst anniversary of the first post of The Ian Blog will be celebrated on the entire month of September. Bring out the San Mig Light for 30 days coz we booze a month more before Oktoberfest! Real men DON’T do drugs, WE DRINK BOOZE!
What had Jack TV done in the past year (and 2 months)? Giving more choices for the Pinoy viewer. It also shows TV’s most controversial animated TV series, South Park. Around January 2006, the MTRCB threatened Jack TV for showing explicit & suggestive episodes of South Park. Eventually, they temporarily plugged off South Park. They replaced it with Shorties Watching Shorties. It’s not that bad as South Park but it is also as provocative & explicit as South Park. After the hiatus, South Park called relaunched. Only this time, the word bitch called blanked out (mostly).
Also, Jack TV has all of the WWE programming in the Philippines (licensed by the WWE, of course). There was a Fast Track of WWE Programs for 2 straight days (July 22-23) for us not to be left out in the latest events in the WWE. SmackDown! Will be here on October 21, 2006. Imagine the crowd seeing Batista vs. King Booker in a hardcore match for the WWE World Heavyeight Championship in Araneta Coliseum!
Comedy Central was recently tagged as the next household name for the Filipino male. South Park (recently mentioned in the 2nd paragraph) is part of Comedy Central’s roster since 1997 until probably 2009. Drawn Together is also part of Comedy Central (popular because of its characters, their antics, when Spanky Ham said: we’ll eat like dingoes in a maternity ward, and of course, the hottub scene on its first episode). Ditto to Crank Yankers, Reno 911, Insomniac with Dave Attell, Comedy Central Presents, Prmium Blend, Beat the Geels, and The Daily Show with Jon Stewart (also aired worldwide every weekend via CNN).
Family Guy is on Jack TV’s show lineup. Now, American Dad (made by the creators of Family Guy) makes its Asian debut around July (I’m not sure about this). The shows that are on Jack TV’s lineup are The Late Show with David Letterman, My Name is Earl, Everybody Hates Chris, Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Arrested Development, Distraction (the Brit version), Banzai, Street Smarts, Just for Laughs, and The Jackyard (It’s Crazy!).
Ever since the first broadcast of Jack TV on May 2, 2005 (a day after Family Guy was relaunched on FOX), it has been part of our daily lifestyle. Starting August 7, There will be new timeslots for most of Jack TV’s shows. By the end of the year, there will be new content on Jack TV. Kudos to Jack TV for adding more interest to our TV habits, minimal advertising, and being definitely funny for over a year.
This called late by ¾ weeks or so. Now, idecided to post this and it’s better late than never. Up next is the seven part series August No More. Here is the preview of the series: For Part1, “I was going to type somethng irrelevant when I decided to provoke that Zamboangueña whore, her family, her supporters, and her puppet supporters.” “No Cha Cha, No Progress, No way we can indefinitely destroy the commies, abu sayaffs, jemaah islamiyah fanatics & other threats to the Filipinos (except the weather and God), We can assure ourselves a good future.” “The new song “A Public Affair” by Jessica Simpson is way better than that white trash, copycat, has-been, egoistic, sluttysister Ashlee. Smashlee is her nickname because her bandmates & fans call her that.” “As I say it again, F-U-C-K Vince Chong, Alicia Pan & Nikki Gil 951,236,478,694,472,968 damn times over.” For Part 2, “They were right beside her when she died as the potato hits her face directly. Thet never let her die alone. That’s what good friends do.” “You like Miles Davis and John Coltrane, yet ended up in a record label peddling Cueshé. You like Kubrick and Scorsese, yet ending up making ads for the MMDA and the Department of Health” “My fort isn’t waving white flags anymore. This time, its red flags with the words “FIGHT WITH ALL YOU GOT, MFERS” in black.” “He will win this one, even if that ho Lita tries to use some cheap tricks to let her boyfriend, the Rated R Superstar Edge win another defense of the WWE Championship.” And other topics that you could ever think of and this is not for the dull, ordinary guy (unless you want some kickass action in your life).
Addendum for your memory space: I lost at that agricultural competition (involves a quiz, esaay writing contest & an art contest) in LB last August 11. Forget that because I will set my sights at Campus Breakout (after a long, long hiatus), a contest in which you get your brains to scramble in random categories. It will happen anytime in September. Once again, the ftrst anniversary of the first post of The Ian Blog will be celebrated on the entire month of September. Bring out the San Mig Light for 30 days coz we booze a month more before Oktoberfest! Real men DON’T do drugs, WE DRINK BOOZE!
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Second Agenda
One, Yvonne ricaro is a whore.
Two, south Park is the best shoe of all time.
Three, high school musical sucks dick, ass and tits.
And Four, this is the last one. August No More is next.
Two, south Park is the best shoe of all time.
Three, high school musical sucks dick, ass and tits.
And Four, this is the last one. August No More is next.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
PUBLIC APOLOGY
AFTER WEEKS OF DECISIONS & BRAINSTORMING SESSIONS WITH SOME OF MY ASSOCIATES, I DECIDED TO PUBLISH THIS POST:
ONE OF THE PHILIPPINES’ MOST POPULAR BANDS IS NOW THE MOST ATTACKED AND BASHED DUE TO MO TWISTER.
I DECIDED TO ATTACK THEM PERSONALLY, THEN SLOWLY OPENING IT TO A FULL-SCALE ATTACK ON CUESHÉ ON THE WEB, VERBALLY & WHEN I ATTEND TO THEIR CONCERTS.
DUE TO AN INTERVIEW ON MAGIC 89.9 ON JULY 26, 2006, I MOSTLY GAVE UP PLANS TO DESTROY THE CARRERS OF CUESHÉ’S BANDMEMBERS. ONE OF ITS MEMBERS IS A COUSIN OF MY FRIEND (NAME WILL NOT BE DISCLOSED TO PROTET HIS IDENTITY AND TO PREVENT SCRUTINY FROM HATERS OF HIS COUSIN’S BAND). HE DID NOT PRESSURE ME TO GIVE UP THE HATE. IT IS MY OWN DECISION TO DO THAT. I WAS TRYING TO MAKE AN ATTACK ON CUESHÉ VERBALLY AND PHYSICALLY IN ITS 50 CITY NATION TOUR FROM SEPTEMBER TO DECEMBER, THEN TO THEIR 12 CITY U. S. -CANADA TOUR AFTERWARDS.
AS SAID IN THEIR INTERVIEW, THEY CLAIMED THAT THEIR PR CREW ARE TRYING THEIR BEST TO PROTECT THAT SAID BAND. THEY OUGHT TO BE FIRED AND REPLACED BY MORE CARING PEOPLE WHO WANT TO PROTECT CUESHÉ AND MAKE THEM MORE ACCESSIBLE WITH THEIR FANS. AS FOR CUESHÉ, I GIVE THEM THE GREEN LIGHT TO APOLOGIZE TO PEOPLE WHO FELT INSULTED, SNOBBED AND PISSED OFF BY THEM. MOST ESPECIALLY “TRISH”. EARLY THIS YEAR (JANUARY 2006) WHEN SHE WAS BEING PAMPERED BECAUSE SHE CALLED IN SOME PART IN SOME COMPEITION, SHE CALLED SNOBBED WHEN SHE SAID TO THEM THAT SHE CALLED THEIR NO. 1 FAN. I HOPE SHE’S READY TO FORGIVE THEM.
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