Txter Choice Award... siyet

Originally written and published December 3, 2005 at my other blog and republished here.

this a quick feature of my friend who happen to have a lil reading of DiAngelo aside from Nath(na-extra ka pre);

a txter is hard to please since ur not seeing each other. only u feel that theirs a person on the other end. this is just like a wind, we know that there is a wind yet we cant see them, in dealing such event we need to know and apply how an element works and when it is best applied on real life.

if we are to compare my friend to Nath, Nath is in detail an indication of moving ahead-one step at time thru learning curve process. ok so lets get ourselves back to the 1st person with named withheld yet we could name him as TEST-1.

Test-1 is a religious txter addict as in stupid to the D, im talking about the detail of CP in every aspect even he's using only 3210. i told him that ur feelings is good as ok but ur girl(txter) may be an existing or not, who knows she might be gay di ba? im thinking now that this is the same with penpal/phone pal era, the time of our oldies, only this time technology is fast-phase. we use txt bcoz wer INNOVATIVE! ow shit...

ok so he's so hook up to the point in subscribing 3days unlimited with smart... guess whats the sources of his txtmate, which i recommended him to pick, ABANTE (my fault anyhow) tangina talagang my fault.

in txting we tend to fantasize, picturing the sexy of the sexiest woman. (though my definition of sexy is different-CHUBBY) in other words TEXTER-1 is a fucking jackpot according to his fantasy... ow shit di ba! its a matter of chamba, sino bang magaakala na sa ABANTE lang pala maka2kita ng makating sexy. in short, they get laid. so cge we envy this guy, they had a good relationship at first but 1 day he found out that he's not the only txter hus been F*** but a lot, how did he found out? that i dont know. he cried Pare because of ego striking nga naman as in HELLO IPOT, thats normal but when i ask him few quick question i found out that he is not ready emotionally. that is my fault i didnt give him the advice that emotion must be halt at times when 1nytStand's is in the picture and no fucking foundation.

this i need to clear out to him that "Mans brain is not always in between of Woman's two-legs" (it is our mouth, joke) but also we need to understand, that elements if not properly take care wilst create chaos.

know your element, know yourself.

Burges na Luvs2ry ng Girlalung Rocker!

Originally posted last December 18, 2005 Republished and transferred here.

hindi tau parehas ng paraan ng paki2paglaban ngunit pareho taung artista ng ating mga sariling isip. estudyanrte pa lang tau nung pinaniwalaan mo ang digmaang rebolusyong bayan, pilit kong binibigay ang mundong mas kailangan natin...hindi ba't uri din ng musika ang pagibig nating dalawa... artista ka, alam mo yan.

naaala2 ang halakhak mo sa sierra madre ksama ang mga pranciscanong pari habang prumente ka sa akin na isa lamang 'tong bakasyon...di nman ako magagalit aminin mo lang ang tutuo. madalas kung sabihin saung "i luv u" pero nagpapasalamat ka lng at ibabalik ang katagang sa paglaya natin mas mabibigyan kita ng sapat na oras.

"e putang ina kailan pa un"

panahon pa ata ng tatay ko ang pakikipaglaban na yan. laging binabasag ng sigaw sa kalye ang lagi mong naiimpit na i luv u.

"Imperyalismo Ibagsak..."

sabi ko n lang sa sarili ko "bata pa cguro isip nia, tutal nagkakilala nmn tau sa lumpen at burges na paraan malamang na dun din tau uuwi."

pero nagkamali ako umaasa lang pla ako sa wala...

dun tau naghiwalay ng landas at inaming mahal mo ako pero mas mahal mo ang bayan...putang inang bayan yan ni hindi nga ako kilala ng presidente e, pero tumango lang ako at inabot ang titik ng alibatang "i" na sa ingles ang salin nito ay "k". korning korni pero cge kinuha ko na lng at pinipigilan ang luhang umagos.

kagabi lang nakita kita sa panaginip pero hindi ko masabi kong ikaw nga dahil hindi ko na matukoy ang boses mo...ganun cguro talaga pag pumanaw na ang karelasyon, kasamang naglalaho ang boses. ayokong makita ang nalustay mong katawan na pinagpiyestahan ng bala...hindi man kompirmado ang iyong pagkawala.

hindi ako nagkulang sa pagmamahal naging mas mahal mo lang ang peste mong prisipyo pero BABAE ako, kailangan ko din yun.

ilang minuto na lang pala set ko na and susunod...kailangan ko nang tapusin ang yosi para makabanat na. bahagya akong sumilip sa backstage na nkita ko ang slamdance ng mga bata. parang nakita kita ng ksama ng mga crowd ayokong umawit na lumuluha, baduy yun. hahaha.

paabutin ko na lng sa langit ang mga hiyaw ng mga fans dian sa kinalalagyan mo at paulitulit kong sasabihing mahal mo ang bayan pero babae ako...

kahit baliktarin mo ang mundo, sa liyab man ng libong sulo. babae ako, gago!

Disclaimer: ang babae sa pix ay si denise, ay walang kinalaman sa ano mang nailathalang kwentong nabasa sa itaas. cool kse pix nia kya nilagay ko. paumanhin na din, hindi ko alam ang tagalog ng disclaimer.

ewan ko ba brother?

u know that there is pride when we were transferred to this "bread and butter" account.

we are working with this company over a year now and i know we are both displeased and f*(k up the way they handle people, ewan ko brother but i never heard of sun tzu and the five rings to make people as lapdog cum stupid...

talagang worst huh! im not the top shiter of the company but hey blessed are those people who enjoyed the incentive more than they ever need, we are trying and striving for we know its all our personal legend to get the helm but i guess the helm that we had is not with the money anymore but the respect we imbued on our team's heart.

only few knows how the hell we survive, but time and again we speak for itself.

guess what!?... fuck u asshole!

how do u spell money?

I dont know how my brother works his dirty way...but a constantine brother ask me"how do u spell money?" and we laugh out loud.

yes its true, people who says that money is the root of all evil doesnt have any.normally at this hour im suppose to get things ready for my shift, but the hell i say"i see, touch, taste, swallow the shit of this business" so let them wait if im going to my shift or not...

it halted when i remember "THE NUTs" told me "hey, u wouldnt want ur bread and butter be a peanut butter, right?"

i replied "yah!

shit happens really, y'know what...the mere fact that we're sharking on his fences is a clear picture of skimming"

that was the conversation past 13 hours...its 5:22pm as of presstime, i never stop thinking of what will happen to the plan coz i wouldn want to fall on this shit again.

this is not a one-night stand biznes, it is sumthin that was made possible by 2 insider f*ck*rs dissatisfied with the system. i have my seperate plea and its really personal.

i remember my lola told me to praise God but its too ironic when u heard sum1 who praises God yet at the end of the day you'll find "unequal oppurtunity" and "inside politics".

sad to say my lola is such. read between the lines gago!as for me, as long as it never puts my ass in turmoil i will play the way they play. if not say hello to my little friend!