Oh crap. I just missed six days of blogging for Pete's sake.
I had so much things fucked-up right now and I'm still trying to fix them.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
The Minute Your World Stood Still: An Epic Conversation
I had some friends show me this a month ago and I think this is finally the opportunity to share it to other people.
Lose your head on this, Dan Brown.
Lose your head on this, Dan Brown.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Statistic Literacy Leads One to Tons of Idiosyncrasies
STATLIT
L84 3.0
M 0800-0930 A1706
W 0800-0930 A1702
As inscribed in my Enrollment Assessment Form or, as how we call it in our very neoclassical-clad insitution, the EAF.
L84 3.0
M 0800-0930 A1706
W 0800-0930 A1702
As inscribed in my Enrollment Assessment Form or, as how we call it in our very neoclassical-clad insitution, the EAF.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
[EDITED] Melancholy at Its Best
My friend Ate *ehem* Esjay's multiply site with her favorite song playing made my constant pursuit all over imeem for a copy, and as a result, I got to listen to different performances such as of Josh Kelley's soundtrack from the film A Cinderella Story (2004), Adele, Kelly Clarkson, Garth Brooks, etc. Overall, the best for me is but of Trisha Yerwood's.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
MAD about Doing This
I've been rummaging around youtube on song covers by some people worth listening to and I got to pass through this really cool video of lyndonpugeda singing Mad by Ne-Yo with the astonishing hitting of the notes of the piano which really makes me so envious.
To be frank with, I really wanted to learn a couple of other musical instruments aside from bamboo flute (hahaha). But unfortunately time AND, quote and quote, laziness won't give me the opportunity to do so.
I know I've got no musical talent, as far as I'm concerned. Yet, one of my dreams is to make my own video blog while singing with a piano accompaniment. ROFL. Yeah... I think it's cool doing that sort. For real. I'm serious 'bout that :P
So here he is, and to finally bring an end to my bitterness, lyndonpugeda.
To be frank with, I really wanted to learn a couple of other musical instruments aside from bamboo flute (hahaha). But unfortunately time AND, quote and quote, laziness won't give me the opportunity to do so.
I know I've got no musical talent, as far as I'm concerned. Yet, one of my dreams is to make my own video blog while singing with a piano accompaniment. ROFL. Yeah... I think it's cool doing that sort. For real. I'm serious 'bout that :P
So here he is, and to finally bring an end to my bitterness, lyndonpugeda.
Friday, February 27, 2009
The Impromptu Shopping of a Trend Asshole
8:00 p.m.
My mom and I rushed to the mall since I needed new, decent apparels for our pictorial for the political party I'm into. [SM's 3-Day Sale is from 10.am. to 10p.m.!!!]
Disclaimer: I'm unbelievably running for the position of legislative assembly representative for my batch. Unbelievably unbelievable... And it still scares the shit out of me :P
To interpolate more details, I've been craving to buy lots of stuff I wanted for the past month. And good thing this election thing granted at least 10% of the 1/4 of what I'm dying for.
Anyway, so there we were planning what to buy, and in the end I had to ask my mom to buy me what I really wanted rather than what I needed. LOLOLOLOLOL.
Which now made me remind of a few individuals giving congenial remarks on my TeamManila shirts. Heck, I never realized they would like them by the fact that TeamManila products are already overrated through, as usual, the ever-indebtful efforts of each and every trend faggot feastfully gorging on his very ego in owning an imitated (or not?) Philippine All Stars shirt.
Disclaimer: Blogs are usually products of a person's idea and opinion, ergo, you have the least right to deprive or criticize me of my rights. And I thank you for having to appreciate that. However, I contrarily concede that I'm actually also a small part of the macro societal chunk that we all call "trend faggots." And with that I give myself a big slap on the face.
Oh well, back to my weekend assignments for now.
My mom and I rushed to the mall since I needed new, decent apparels for our pictorial for the political party I'm into. [SM's 3-Day Sale is from 10.am. to 10p.m.!!!]
Disclaimer: I'm unbelievably running for the position of legislative assembly representative for my batch. Unbelievably unbelievable... And it still scares the shit out of me :P
To interpolate more details, I've been craving to buy lots of stuff I wanted for the past month. And good thing this election thing granted at least 10% of the 1/4 of what I'm dying for.
Which now made me remind of a few individuals giving congenial remarks on my TeamManila shirts. Heck, I never realized they would like them by the fact that TeamManila products are already overrated through, as usual, the ever-indebtful efforts of each and every trend faggot feastfully gorging on his very ego in owning an imitated (or not?) Philippine All Stars shirt.
Disclaimer: Blogs are usually products of a person's idea and opinion, ergo, you have the least right to deprive or criticize me of my rights. And I thank you for having to appreciate that. However, I contrarily concede that I'm actually also a small part of the macro societal chunk that we all call "trend faggots." And with that I give myself a big slap on the face.
Oh well, back to my weekend assignments for now.
Construction Site. Park at Your Own Risk.
It's been a day since I had this blog. Dormant. Ad hoc.
I'm not sure if I would already advertise it (my blog) since it's pathetically with one post. I'm also not sure whether I would continue posting here knowing I might not able to religiously maintain and sustain.
But since I'm in the mood to do so, then my will be done :)
Checking on some of my friends' blog designs and crannies, I've found that mine's a bit mediocre. I'll be figuring out on customizing mine for a couple of of days (or weeks?).
I better change my blog's name as well. Quite bland.
'Till then.
I'm not sure if I would already advertise it (my blog) since it's pathetically with one post. I'm also not sure whether I would continue posting here knowing I might not able to religiously maintain and sustain.
But since I'm in the mood to do so, then my will be done :)
Checking on some of my friends' blog designs and crannies, I've found that mine's a bit mediocre. I'll be figuring out on customizing mine for a couple of of days (or weeks?).
I better change my blog's name as well. Quite bland.
'Till then.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Solemnity and Anarchy: A Mental Space War
It rains. It's pouring rain.
The trickling droplets of water crisply kiss with the tin roof as I write this note of ecstasy.
Anyway, enough with the cheesiness.
I just found myself wandering along the aisles of a National Bookstore--err--store and unexpectedly went across book bargains which I would say made my time-killing traipse worthwhile.
image from http://fantasicfiction.co.uk
The trickling droplets of water crisply kiss with the tin roof as I write this note of ecstasy.
Anyway, enough with the cheesiness.
I just found myself wandering along the aisles of a National Bookstore--err--store and unexpectedly went across book bargains which I would say made my time-killing traipse worthwhile.
image from http://fantasicfiction.co.ukIt's obviously entitled The Killing of Worlds: Book Two of Succession by Scott Westerfield (2003).
I was struck by the fact that for the first time I was engaged in buying a book (most especially a novel) since I know I have the least expense to prance through random literary texts for the sake of entertainment.
Well let's get through with all my shitty balderdash and get to the point: it's hardbound and worth PhP50.
Still, by going through each chapter, each paragraph, once in a while, there seems to be a lot of imagination and technicality devotion spent all throughout. I like how each detail lures my mind to visualize it the most vividly I can with all the "photon cannons," "battle cruisers," and so much more highly-advanced devices only pathetic minds can perceive but not achieve.
Sci-fi is neither my least nor my most favorite, but once I get in touch with it I accumulate more excitement on what other genres could offer for me most especially fantasy.
Elaborate, I must not further do.
This isn't a book review though. And for that, you thank God.
I was struck by the fact that for the first time I was engaged in buying a book (most especially a novel) since I know I have the least expense to prance through random literary texts for the sake of entertainment.
Well let's get through with all my shitty balderdash and get to the point: it's hardbound and worth PhP50.
Still, by going through each chapter, each paragraph, once in a while, there seems to be a lot of imagination and technicality devotion spent all throughout. I like how each detail lures my mind to visualize it the most vividly I can with all the "photon cannons," "battle cruisers," and so much more highly-advanced devices only pathetic minds can perceive but not achieve.
Sci-fi is neither my least nor my most favorite, but once I get in touch with it I accumulate more excitement on what other genres could offer for me most especially fantasy.
Elaborate, I must not further do.
This isn't a book review though. And for that, you thank God.
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