Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Ready for 2010

I'm preparing this blog (and some of my other functioning ones) The good news, is that Californians don't have to fear the wrath of God. The bad news is that the No to 8-ters (read: people against California Proposition 8 for the year 2008) are filing lawsuits questioning its legality. Apparently, you CAN'T please every Californian in that process.

After almost a month of pigeonholing this post, there were news that concerns most people, and there were news that made me Limewire (and listen loudly) a 2Pac song from the year of my birth: Violent.

Apparently, the playcount of 2Pac's Violent was at 350-something when I looked at it last night. The last time I checked it (sometime in October), it was at 20. Combine that with some of his songs that are in the same "topic", it's around 875.

I do have my share of problems, which are quite similar to the part when Tony Montana's friend was chainsawed.

Going to make a deal...checked
You get screwed by a girl with a semi-autonatic...checked
Your friend is chainsawed...checked.
Your back-ups are leaving the car after noticing that something's amiss...checked
You're there about to be chainsawed, and you said "fuck you" as your supposed last words...recently underwent this for the past 2-3 weeks...considered checked
Your 2 friends came in with their gats and fired on the door...passed through that phase yesterday...checked!
that part until the time when Tony told Chi Chi to get the snow...not yet there
the "ending", when the guy who chainsawed Tony's friend got a headshot from Tony Montana...soon.


that problem will be under wraps soon. but let's hope for the best. ALways hope for the best and watch less Eva Fonda. I got no fucking grudge against Christine Reyes, but I'm not into those kind of shows. And how can I watch some of the shows I watched in my middle childhood when they fucked it with Tagalog dubbing? I'll never imagine Mr. Bighead sayin "Sunog ka!" (as in your first step to unemployment in the American sense) or the Chameleon Brothers uttering words that are synonymous with the LGBT culture (read: they use the "cher-" or "chuva-" prefixes or the "-lush" subfixes). The only thing that Spanish and Tagalog has in common are certain words. Apparently, someone shook the TV too much in the 762.

As much as I love to make lists, I have reserved them on my multiply site, which can be found on the right corner of this blog. And thank God for Koobface, since I'm planning to f-up next year.

Last Monday, Magic 89.9 made schedule changes. And there are persons transferring to one program from another. Thank God Mo, Mojo & Grace didn't move. By the way, where's Lil' Joey? And is Confession Sessions still around?

And if you were in the retreat last week (Novemner 28-30, 2008), I can only tell you that I have an upcoming post regarding that. Do watch out, and until that urge comes, I'll be greeting you a safe trip and Merry Christmas to all, regardless.

Postscript: an advanced happy birthday to Adrian Burgos of Milan, Italy from this blogger... And as the title of this post says "Ready for 2010", I am actually preparing myself to throw my ass in the Philippines' most controversial, most entertaining, most bloddy, most whatever sport, politics: first as part of the audience (voter), then as one of the athletes (politicos), and finally, as one of its coach-athletes (elder politician). But for something to get big, it needs a small step just to do that kind of hsit. For everyone else born before May 9, 1992, not crazy, broe or imprisoned, and has at least a valid identification, you can help me change clean our government (the former is too overused)
and give the president an honorable dismissal on the 30th of june, 2010.

My bet for 2010 should be either from Bohol or should have the ability to send us to the 2nd world in 5 years. Good night and use a parasol, not an Umbrella.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

praying hail mary (differently)

It was a good thing that (wait up)

It was a good thing that I re-discovered Brian Gorrell's blog, since the Philippine Star's youth-oriented section is full of shit. (clue: KoKo is not involved in it.) most especially its Editor In Chief.

[some side notes: while you're trying to approve and/or deny defs on Urban Dictionary, don't forget to hide that small stash (containing a bikini photo of Rihanna and a very hot photo of Megan Fox) with the password ontracck5 and try to find some defs for words that are similar to gangsta.]

His club is so fucked, that it's VVIP section has dorks snortin' some llelo ala Tony Montana. And his colum is so full of shit, that I just have to get the Supreme section of the Philippine Star and use it to clean my ass.

If you send me some mail from the Makati Central Post Office addressed to me reagarding my posts in any part of my blog, i'll give you the most obvious reply: You need an entire army to take me out.

I got a nine millimeter Glock pistol
I'm ready to get witcha at the drop, of a whistle
So make your move, and act like you wanna flip
I fire thirteen shots, and pop another clip
I bring luck, my Glock's like a fuckin mop
The more I shot, the more motherfuckers dropped
And even cops got shot when they rolled up
Best to bring a knot, or get popped, I'm a soldier

Suddenly I see, some niggas that I don't like... and they snort coke, live in Makati City, and live with extreme (in some cases, supreme) delusions of grandeur. One of them recently threatened an editor of a local newspaper in my great-grandpaternal homeland (with mangos just a short boatride and sugarcane for those who want to go further). God, give me the strength and the persons to take down those assholes

God, give me some hope and lots of help, since I'm in the worst kind of trouble. Conspiracy theory? You bet.