The Stealth Girl Returns

You're a fan (but a not so big fan ) of Harry Potter, and you're one of those people whose hands are itching to lay their hands on the last pages of the super last episode of the series. You came across your friend's blog, and clicked away. You love whatever he posts eh. So clicking extravaganza! And eventually you clicked this:

  And yes your day and the whole Harry-Potter-suspense (whatever) feeling have been destroyed by "Optimus Prime." Thanks to them you need not read a hundred and plus pages.

Last Saturday we watched HP5, and boy it's the worst Harry Potter movie ever (among the five HP movies of course). The visual effects were good, but the way the story was told eeeeerrrrrggghhhlack. It was lacking the ultimate substance. I didn't feel overwhelmed at all. I just sat there and watched, waiting for something great to happen.

And guess what? Nothing great happened. 

Cho Chang looked like Sarah Geronimo. It's disturbing. Sarah Geronimo with a British accent. DISTURBING.

One of my recent weekend conversations with mi mama:

In my room, reading the Civil Code of the Philippines (causes profuse internal bleeding). Mom enters my room.

Mi mama: Anak, parang nangangayayat ka ah.
Me: Ha? Hindi ah (pero deep inside "Pumapayat ako yessss! Gumagana ang Stretching PE ko!!!")
Mi mama: Kumakain ka ba ng maayos dun?
Me:Oo naman! Tulog nga ako ng tulog pag hapon eh.
Mi mama: Weh. Baka naman sa gabi nagpupuyat ka?
Me: 11 pm ako natutulog. Depende.. (11 PM? So not true hehehe)
Mi mama: Baka naman IN LOVE KA, ANAK kaya ka siguro nangangayayat.

Sana lang di ba? Hehehehe. Since when is being in love correlated to weight loss? How I wish T_T

Listening to Brand New's Soco Amaretto Lime will depress you. The moral lesson here is not to listen to it if you're the type of person who likes to cut thyself. And the way Jesse Lacey sings is emorrific (ewe whatta word T_T). Depressing.

WARNING: Knives and other sharp objects must be out of your reach when you plan to listen to this song. Haha. I'm just exaggerating. Next time I'll post the song here. Our internet connection's primitive. My apologies. 

Tinatamad akong magblog. Waaa. Lazy, lazy! 

The Transformers Album (soundtrack from the motion picture) is a must buy!!!! Songs from Taking Back Sunday, The Used, Goo Goo Dolls, Smashing Pumpkins, Disturbed and *ehem* Linkin Park are all soooo goooooood! Winner!! You're in a win-win situation if you buy it! It's soooo worth buying!! Buy now! 

But wait! There's more!!! Nyaha joke lang

May nag-add sakin sa friendster tapos dehins ko kilala. Gurl. I looked at her profile and dun sa About Me part nakalagay, "....I love FALL OUT BOYS and My Chemical Romance. I love friends blablablablabla friendly blablablabla..."

Mere typographical error? I smell poser stink here :)

XBOX NEWSSSSSS!!!

No longer content adhering to the adage, "if it ain't broke, don't fix it," Microsoft on Thursday announced that it will extend its Xbox 360 warranty coverage to three years from date of purchase.--got this from Yahoo! Video Games. Click here for more info. Makabili nga ng XBOX 360. Bwahahahaha dream on

Bea Saw is PBB Season 2's Big Winner.Okay. A girl again. I'm not really a big fan of Big Brother episodes because they're always cheesy and cliquish. Nothing new. Just hours of mind-numbing escapsim. And I had no choice but to watch it because Manay got hold of the remote early on. 

The show should've been called Half-Pinoy Big Brother since Big Brother seem to cater to half-pinoys. Anyway, they're still pinoy. Fine.

It just occured to me last night that Bea looked like my ex-roommate Ate Tin. Really, really.

Bea

Ate tin

Amishoooo Ate Tin! :)  

LIST! LIST! LIST!

I'm planning to go on a pirated DVD shopping spree this weekend. I've got to get my hands on these:

1) Stranger Than Fiction

2) Breakfast Club

3)  Bad News Bears

4) R.V.

5) Hostel II

6) LOST: Season 2

7) Scarface

8) and...yes...Kasal Kasali Kasalo (It's high-time for an UBE session with Manay)

Number 8's really anticlimactic. Hehehe. 

I was able to watch Transformers kanina. And yes I was hungering for some robot action, and my prayers were answered because one of Hollywood's greatest collaborations (Bay + Spielberg) didn't fail to please me. The special effects, the plot...woo magic! I'll elaborate someday. And I'll watch it AGAIN! Watch Transformers if you're lusting for some robot action. Kewlness.

I was surfing the net for some cool photographs and saw this

There is certainly more than meets the eye.  

Our annual indie film spree is about to begin this July. Thank God for indie. These films won't imbue us with cheesy love teams and mainstream-ness. They suck by the way.  

One of the full-length films we shouldn't miss is Still Life by Katski Flores. It's a love story (not the mainstream kind). Here's the trailer. This has got to be good.

"Hindi lahat ng tao kasing exciting ng buhay mo..." --o ha. Astig.

I feel some kinda depressed for an unknown reason (or reasons maybe). Heck. I need psychological help!!! I'm even going to volunteer myself to a mental ward just so this feeling to be gone for gossake. Hey, I'm not faking emo shit here. And Blue (my new iPod shuff) is not helping either. Even endorphins (known to increase happy feelings; chemical found in chocolates) seem to fail their magic. SOS

I promise a post with pics next time. This blog is boring me.

Have you ever felt hated or discriminated against? I have. I've been protested and demonstrated against.Blablabla --Eminem's

Truthfully, I had been crazy about Eminem's rhymes when I was in elementary (the fad occupied me until my second year in high school). Err. And I even made Eminem's life a topic for my speech (2nd year). Err. And, don't worry, I won't make another Eminem prose here.

Last Tuesday, PJ and Vanne (two of my friends and/or couple of the century awardee hehehe) went somewhere in Laguna. I'll spare some details here. They rode a jeepney upon going home, and inside the jeepney they're riding is a transvestite (homosexual) who looked like a prostitute. You know. With the heavy caked make-up, fake boobies (ice tubig hehehe), flirty tops, and thongs...Dear reader, if you don't know what I'm talking about, I'm sorry but you're stupid and naive. Nyaha. 

Here's the situation:

AteKuya (the name coined for the homosexual prostitue) sat the farthest from the driver. Beside him was a catfish vendor (he had with him two pails of catfishes). Manong driver and kuya conductor were laughing like crazy people. And it seemed clear that their laughing at AteKuya. When AK handed his fare (200 php by the way), the driver returned AK's change in coins! Imagine! And estimating, AK's change would amount to 190 pesos! One hundred ninety pesos in coins! And it can't be possible that the driver doesn't have 20 peso bills, or 50 peso bills, right? 

AteKuya counted his change. Yes, he counted his change. Suddenly, the jeepney was brought to a halt. Take note of the adverb "suddenly" here. And some of AK's change fell on the dirty floor, worse, inside the catfish-filled pails. 

And  Manong driver and kuya conductor laughed heartily ever after.

Mind my sentence construction in the last line.

It all seems clear that the two antagonists of AK's life did their every prank ON PURPOSE. Even though I piss people sometimes I wouldn't go that far. The antagonists of this story may be bored with their lives, and pissing people (especially homosexuals and/or transvestites) is just their pastime. Poor, bored people got nothing to do but infiltrate evil in the human race.

This, my friends, is a form of homosexual discrimination. I'm just pissed with what they did to AteKuya. Whatever angle you analyze the story, the bottom line is that AK had been a victim of discrimination (or worse he may still be a victim up until now). I feel for you AteKuya.

Try to live in AK's shoes for a day. I hope Manong driver and kuya conductor will, someday. I'll pray for divine intervention for this to be possible. Bwahahahaha.

Now, we can tell that the first line of Eminem's song is positively correlated to homosexual discrmination. Just the first line.  

A hell of a day. It's like I'm standing beneath Hell's mouth, all set to burn me alive. Nuff said. If I weren't thinking rationally, I'd really like to strangle a person right now. Argh.

ELBI TALK (WORD # 1)
Prerog n. a term coined for enlistment during classes. If students are lucky enough they'd be enlisted if there are still slots available. But this is utopia. I'm in LB, definitely not utopian. I lack 3 units and I'm prerog-ing (the hell I care with the spelling) like a madman. It's not the professor's fault if they can't accept as many students as they want (do they?), but it's the goddamn system. Super crap. This is the crappiest thing I've ever dealt with in this university. Kill.

If the professor isn't going to accept more students, and if the probability of being enlisted is like 1:10, then they should tell the prerog-ers (persons who prerog) that their chance is very slim. Unlike wasting their time with all the prof's I am-the-superior-one-here-so-eat-my-dust or "be very scared of me, I give lotsa 5s" statements. Time is really costly, and if they're just going to waste our time with their saliva-full statements, then our chances of being enlisted in another subjects will be gone. Thanks to them.

Ang sarap kutkutin ng mata mo!!!!!!!! Ang sarap mong balatan gamit ng nail cutter!!!!!! Lilibagan kita gamit ang liha!!!! -isang mensahe para sa isang prof na hindi tumanggap sakin.

Current theme song/s: Bad Day by Daniel Powter and St. Anger by Metallica

:)