Super Psycho

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

super psycho(n.) an immensely disturbed individual who is obsessed with ranting, whining, and blabbering about his life. severely unstable and emotionally undefined, a super psycho should always be dealt with at a distance greater than 50 feet and, with some few doses of aspirin.

WHO THE HELL IS SUPER PSYCHO?
Name:Empermeen Mallawee
Nickname:Elp, Elf, Elfer, Elper, Emper, Empermeen, Buknoy, Boknoy, Bok, Mallawee
Age: I am 15. And I mean it.
Address: Honestly?
Favorite Color: Green, Orange
Favorite Food: Rodic's Jumbosilog
Motto in Life: Abolish our selves.
Favorite High School Subject: Biology
Most Hated High School Subject: Values Education
Most Unforgettable Experience: When I abolished my self.
Most Embarrassing Experience: When I abolished my self.
Who is your Crush: My self.
Do you think autograph questions are dumb?: Super.
So why are you answering this?: Why do you care.
Ambition in Life: To be a Super star.
What is Love: Love is what you say when 'horny' doesn't sound right.
If you were a deodorant scent, what would you be?: Natural Scent.
Your film biopic's title would be: E-pal
One word that best describes you: Magnificent.
What can you say about PGMA?: She has a mole on her face.
How about Josepha Estrada?:His stomach is really big.
How about Angel Locsin?:Her face looks too small.
Your alter ego's name is:
Kokey
Dedication: World Peace.
Any Last Words?: Rrrawwrr.

I'M EVERYWHERE!
We're Just Friends...ter
Yahoo Me, Yahoo You

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

GIMME MORE! MORE...BLOGS
Allan Habon
Riley Palanca
Aio Arzadon
Cess Carlos
Leya Sumbeling

MY FANS SAY THAT...

A HISTORY OF PSYCHOSIS

Friday, November 30, 2007

there is a battle going on in kalai right now.

with people watching. men fighting. catholics preaching. and one man sticking his ass on where he is not supposed to. in a matter of days the war will be over, and it is only by that time that we will know if evil really sucks, and if goodness is a concrete idea.

for the meantime, let me say something about this debate thingy.
and so we won the championships. but, forgive me for my evil, the debate was plain bland and senseless. we think the basement versus 1st floor was even better. perhaps it was riley's idea to inject something more personal against some of our opponents that made us end up being unusually aggressive. i feel particularly saddened by my reply speech, it was kinda harsh.

even if i did everything to sound not so anti-humanity, i failed to get a third best speaker award, which my team mate, riley snared. it was just very bad that alvin rae samson called on the first floor boys for a meeting when all of us could have been cheering for our victory. no wonder the heavens are sending out their karmic energy to incarcerate him. gahd. how could you let such evil roam in this world. OUST alvin. right now!
btw. here are some pics from the semi finals. [of course, i should always be on the photos]i nearly ran out of striped polo shirts.
to sum up the week, it was chaotic, and will continue to be so until somrone gets kicked out [and it's not me].
but hopefully, all comes to peace.
working studentwhy does this photo look wrong?when we were still first floor boys.

oOo

i am , about, five steps away from a real iPod. but i wanna QUIT. right now.

i never thought snaring an iPod entails one to tutor really, really 'slow' kids, and get harrassed, mobbed and traumatized by arduous jeep rides. the tutotial center's katipunan branch was way better, it felt kinda ateneo-ish, in an aesthetic sense. but the commonwealth branch was like a computer shop without any computer! harrowing. i am just gonna surrender and BEG my father for an iPod.

no more mr.working student-slash-dedicated,persevering tutor...

i am just.....elfermin.

[insert sadness here]


Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo



Saturday, November 24, 2007

i was nearly a 1 vs 100 mob member. i won a debate contest. i got harrassed by orgs. i nearly slipped near AS. i went to the dentist in the middle of the school week. i was part of the 18 roses in somebody's debut. and, i am very click: depressed


basically this is my typical week filled with ordinary events on which i painted bizaare and psychopathic interpretations. life is not life the way i see it. it becomes a 'weird' life. and so this is a weird week, fine. but who cares. [wait, where am i going with this?]


so yeah. i was nearly a 1 versus 100 mob member. by nearly, i mean like, 20 meters away from the studio gate. i was there at abs cbn, with the rest of these gameshow-crazed dudes falling in line, as if they had no other life waiting outside the gates. while i, i had four classes, two quizzes and lotsa lotsa readings waiting for me like hell. and so being the O-C that i was, i failed to resist the urge. i quit. and left. and i bid farewell to my iPod video dreams. damn, too bad.


hooray. we won again during the semis for the debate tournament. and just my luck, i was kinda picked as the best speaker the second time around[if only they had prize money for this, i wouldn't ever regret leaving 1 vs 100 again]. the motion was THBT the grand celebration for the UP centennial is unnecessary. well, it was only after the adjudications that we realized we had lots of errors on some of our facts and we fabricated things, hehe. whew. however, like what the adj people said, it was our consistency that made us win..or so they say. sad.


my supposed-to-be-HS-classmate, alee, turned 18 last thursday. and so the artsy cfold girls threw a nice debut party with abundant crepe[?] papers and all those glittery things. i was one of the 18 roses and i had no idea i had to dance the debutant. anyways, it went out well. by the same time the debut was being held, BA and first floor were having their bonding night. when i went there they were doing this weird game where they have to sing and dance stuffs. freaky.


i am still depressed this week. and i am also wondering how come that is the case. i mean, i should be happy right? wait! i AM happy! i'm just..


so depressed.


:-O


reading from another soul's blog, i am honestly freaked out by the fact that i am losing out on details. her blog was like, vivid, describing things like walking through AS, how sad she feels because her hair sucks and practically everything she did for a full 24-hours. horrifying...in a weird way.


it made me realize that i have been very forgetful for the past few months, or perhaps i am just so bland. no, i honestly cannot remember anything chronologically, all i know is that i take a bath always after 9:30am and that i am such a lazy ass to walk to my classes. other than that, i can't remember anything!


what is wrong with me?!


anyhoo.


i am kicking off my working-student mode today. [waw..i'm like, a role model to everyone]. jelline and i decided that we desperately need money for such grave reasons, she needs it to alleviate her parents' spending [that's noble], while i need moolah for my most drooled-for iPod. i don't want to BEG for an iPod again, since the laptop thing practically sealed my demanding rights for the next four years. and so here i am, invoking my valor, my principles and my dignity to actually work my neck off for my very very OWN iPod. i'm so proud of myself. [naks!]


we applied for this review center at katips located in a posh condo building. waw. my kind of environment [asa ka UP student]. it made me imagine what my life would have been if i accepted ateneo's scholarship. i would have been dining at TOSH and tossing champagne on the air while feeding caviar to my mini-chihuahua [now that's an overstatement].


going back to what i was talking about. this female..err..human being [sexist!] greeted us when we walked inside. since i was the one who didn't really care if i looked stupid, i started the inquiry:


me: good afternoon. nagha hire pa po ba kayo ng tutors, gusto po sana namin mag-apply if ever.


female person: [looking stern and botoxed] anong year niyo na?


me: first year po.


female person: from what school kayo?


me: we're both from UP Diliman po.


female person: ano courses, ano honors received niyo, san kayo proficient, ano gusto niyo ituro, maganda ba interpersonal skills niyo, sure kayo na kaya niyo tong trabaho, ano pwede niyong schedule, maruno ba kayo mag balance ng time, ano qualifications niyo, maganda ba training niyo nung high school?


me: [weh? eto resume oh, basahin mo kaya]


and so after much inquiry the female person led us into this tiny room with really small cubicles [where one-on-one tutorials were being done] and made us take this test on math, college math, english and science. chicken [yabang!]. except for the fact that i was clueless in trigo. well, i haven't finished math14 yet and i hate nocillado. anyhoo, i guess it turned out well.


i am hoping i get high enough scores so i can teach chemistry- the science i LOOOVE to eat because i find it HOT [by hot i mean, mentally stimulating]. so yeah, i want to teach chemistry more than anything else, also, english and biology, and perhaps high school algebra. or i can teach ANYTHING! provided that in the end i can earn enough for my iPOD!! wahahah!


i was alarmed by the fact that it took me like, three minutesto realize that the graph of y=2 is horizontal, touching y axis at 2. silly me. i feel ashamed. anyways after a full hour of being fed with your typical high school stuff tests, jelline and i were informed that we can know our results by monday. shame. i should have reviewed for that test. this is a very grave matter. the fate of my iPOD depended on that exam! i will burn that building if they do not hire me!


and so now i am looking at myself for the next few weeks as that haggard, persevering, dedicated student upholding moral and socially upright values...fighting the odds..and winning against the world's harsh obstacles. i feel so old already. what the hell.


if only i could steal an iPOD i would!


no! i take that back. honestly.


PS


ALICIA KEYS' album is just pure CRAP. is she drugged or something. what a waste of download time! should have gotten depeche mode first. grr.


Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo



Friday, November 23, 2007

writing from b-109, at the dead of this evening, i must say that the day has been depressing.

i have told people that i was depressed, like i have always been. just when i thought things finally settled down and i could breathe, everything is getting more complicated.

this is actually a very easy thing to solve.

i can just forget about everything. move on. don't mull on things.

but there is paradox in here. i love the sadness that depression generates. it makes me think back, it makes me ponder, it makes me assess the worth of my life.

or perhaps i just want to be sad because i can't take things off my mind, because i am weak about these kinds of things.

God knows that if i want to get rid of this, I gladly will. but this is a beautiful sadness. the kind of pain i am willing to endure because it somehow sustains me.

it has been exactly a year afterwards. i don't know where this fantasy will get me. i am quite certain it goes to nowhere.

it's senseless and i am pathetic about it.

but i know only time can tell when things will finally come to rest.

i want to end it now. [i mean, NOT my life.gahd.]
+++
this is fairly simple. if you would just bother to know.

just freaking PICK me.


Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo



Saturday, November 17, 2007

sleepy days

finally, after all the unnecessary drama, i am officially enrolled.

i am a UP student once again, complete with all papers, payments and harrassment.

enrollment in this university is just hell. and by hell i mean, lines, endless lines, lines of death, of depression, lines of eternity, of exhaustion. HELL, basically. however, all of these inconveniences were compensated by the fact that i finally have my lone major subject,[psych 101] courtesy of my AMAZING prerog powers. and then i also experienced the longest queue of my life just for the sake of getting my PE: cheerleading. sounds gay, right? fortunately, all we have to do in this PE is to watch UAAP games. no, make that BORING uaap games.
suffocating

because mykol is vain, we [rico, john dale and i], had to accompany him in his search for the best pairs of shorts to divisoria. and i thought UP enrollment was hell. divisoria is like, hell-er. people are swarming everywhere. plus, the constant fear of possible snatching freaked me out. gahd. it was stressful, tiring and morbid. divisoria is, so REAL. and so after that escapade, we decided to stop by at MoA and eat. [and of course, take some pictures]cute ko talaga.wahahah. see? my lips are pouting because of my braces. shet.

we had this sorta debate thing in kalai [No Gray Areas Debate Tournament]. it was an inter-floor debate tournament sponsored by our dorm's publicity committee. so beforehand, we had to attend this seminar featuring some bigwigs with technical know-hows about debate stuffs. kinda boring really. so boring that i had to take photos. [i mean, i should be on the photos.]
it was horrendously sleep-inducing. however, my interest was aroused because of a recurring 'past experience'. how vague. wahahah.i can't believe the orb is back. what should i do now. naks.

i strategically positioned myself for this photo. hanapin nyo ko...this was taken after the debate seminar. [me: tae, how can i stand out in this photo?!]

we were unlucky enough to be in the first round of debates against 3rd floor girls. and so with much cramming and overnight familiarization with the asian parliamentary format [we had to practice on: 'we regret the rise of Korean TV series'], we blabbered about things for the debate last friday. the motion we picked by lottery was : this house believes that the human security act of 2007 must be junked. we were on the opposition side and i was the deputy leader of the opposition.the debate was somewhat 'bigtime', because taking aside the venue [kalai viewing area] and the so-so tarpaulin, we had a philo summa cum laude as an adjudicator. hwaww. now that's what i call deep. we talked about the game plan and basically did these things: that yes, we concede that there is terrorism in the country, and another, the HSA should be revised and not junked. i think everything turned out well. i think.

i look sedated here. you can see my teammate, riley, at my right. he's from ateneo de naga and he's the only one who knows how to do a REAL debate among the three of us. and, he is gay, like LOUD gay. on my left is mykol, this is only one of very few photos where he is not posing. this is already the part where the adjudicator was handing out the results, see, i already looked sleepy.

one of the adjudicators was telling us something about an error on our arguments or something like that. i was already so tired so i didn't really give a damn. we won anyway! weehee! more rounds to go! tiring.

this was the before part when we were, ugh, cramming and i was already panicking. you can't blame me, i am left-inclined, i WANT to junk HSA! junk it! just freaking junk it!

hoorayness

this is the peak of my happiness for the week- the 3rd filipino comics convention. it was held today, from 10am up to 6pm at bahay ng alumni in u.p diliman. i had to shrug off my exhaustion from the debate the previous noght just to wake up on time. the entrance fee was 50 pesos and comes with a complementary paper fan [how...nice]. pol medina jr. was there, as well as carlo vergara and manix abrera plus the culture crash team..hwawww...so surreal...it would have been a very happy experience, however, if only i had MONEY. gahd. depressing.


3rd Komik Kon 2007.see. i was nearly happy.

i'm kinda depressed this week. i don't know why. i rarely write poems but i wrote one, out of a sudden. it's mushy. but who cares?
The wrong in waiting is that it may never come
Like a rainfall in our driest drought
The error is that there is much hope in love
In loving, or even for a soul who has never loved at all

The pain of love is that it simply hurts
Dampens the eternal gloom of our wait
The grief is that we have so much to give
And yet, on every sunset, we ask if we were given

The puzzle of it all is that we are not bound to know
But we are bound to love, or be loved, make mistakes, and cry
The fallacy of love is that it may never have been love at all
It wasn’t love, we were just waiting there


Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo



Sunday, November 11, 2007

get off me.


today i end my ice cream cravings.


no, make that ice cream 'wanting'. i technically do not crave for ice cream, there are just sudden spurs of wanting to lick them. and so, yes, i will now end my ice cream wanting.


it's because of corporate greed, or i guess customer bastardization, financial rapaciousness....human EVIL, basically. people want to get rich and the rest gets so deprived. and yes, i have been deprived, almost to the point of near ice cream-famine, if there exists one. i am very much frustrated and infuriated by this dumbass marketing strategy. i absolutely hate ice creams from now on.


about forty minutes ago, i discovered that the ice cream corner at SC drastically lessened their scoop size. and by lessened i mean SO lessened, like shitcrap in-your-face decrease. it was just too much, too unrespectful, offensive. i was hurt. [naks!]


back then FIC [the ice cream store], sold scoops for 18 each. later on they made it 20, and i kept quiet about it and continued buying them.


but now they're pushing the line and are selling ice cream scoops for 20 pesos, 60 per cent of the original serving size.


screw them.


Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo



Saturday, November 10, 2007

playing with sunlight.


i went to tzu chi today.

it was this chinese thingy, charity whachamacallit, a love for peace-slash-peace for love drama. politically correct statement would tell a normal human being that the tzu chi foundation is an unscathed humanitarian organization bringing goodness to an evil world.

this time, tzu chi is bringing oh-so-yummy goodness to my alma mater, tabaco national high school, holding this unbelievably BIG charity bazaar, the estimated proceeds of which [20 million pesos] would completely go to the repair of our school which was RAPED by Reming last year.
the bazaar was big. and by big i mean, really big. like, BIG big. anyhoo, un-logic aside, it was full of these stalls selling stuffs like fake Legos and old Time magazines. there was this long drama behind how my HS was chosen to be helped by this tzu chi 'family', and it is a BAD drama.

my former schoolpaper adviser harrassed me to go there...in text. can you imagine that? text harrassment..anyway, i went there because my former principal [who gave me loads of work to do back when i was in high school] requested me to write a feature about it, stuffs like goody-goodness, the love of people, niceness and everything squishy and happy [mind you, i'm DEPRESSED today]. well, for me it wasn't such a big favor, i love my school somehow. the only problem though is that it's in freaking Sta. Mesa, and in the fifteen years of my existence, the hell i have never been there. but i was able to arrive alive. chinese people bought stuffs from my alma mater's booth, they were white and grey, old and young, all with doubtful small eyes. it was their idea of charity. i was there and i stared. it was for my school. i went there and gave back. and there goes my story for today.

because life is a bore and some people are demanding, i asked two of my high school friends who are now in manila to accompany me to my sta.mesa-charity-charity escapade. i went as far as up-manila to fetch friend1and then we had to get an fx back to batasan hills to get friend2. thank god they're here and i had someone to share this ordeal.

the tzu chi thing was weird though. the shakes they sell taste like blenders.

because we were freaked out by the whole charity thing, my ever supportive HS friends and I decided to go to trinoma to watch a movie. [can you imagine that?! taxi, lrt, mrt, fx AGONY] we chose balls of fury because we thought it would wash out the stigma of being surrounded by chinese people who are thousand times richer than us.

balls of fury is funny. but it's so stupid. so that makes the movie BAD.

all in all the day was fun. i was able to hang out with my age-old friends. as i accompanied them to their sakayans back home, we were able to catch trinoma's artsy fireworks display. fun.
+++
i think it's just me and i have a big problem. because while i was walking to the traysi paradahan, i felt this weird feeling that i SHOULD be depressed.

and so now i am unreasonably depressed and down.

it's a nice depression.
++0++
i am too lazy to make another post. i'll just edit this one.

i will just take the opportunity to release positive thoughts to the universe, and oh yesss, that includes my blog.

.....

done.


Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo



Friday, November 09, 2007

they call it 'patience'.


well i don't have much, but the enrollment season is SO getting on my nerves. last thursday i was able to have my late advising at PHAn, which basically gives me the right to be a 'non non-major' and get back the psych subjects i deserve. the problem however, is that there are NO more psych 101 subjects, i am STILL a non-major.[but i swear to everyone that i WILL get MY psych 101 BACK this LAST batch run. i can FEEL it]

the second semester technically started today. but people were still doomed by the nefarious enrollment process and so little classes were held and everyone just busied themselves with endless lines and payments.

i went to my art studies class but the prof wasn't there, and so was kuya karlo [my greatest achievement this sem] for my geography class. at least i discovered that leya wasn't lying when she said we were classmates at geog, haha. while waiting for kuya karlo we opted to talk about..err..people. sheesh. i should really lessen my 'curiosity'.
it's basically a bland sem starter. this is because of CRS! screw them! give me back my happiness!

ho-ho. i am being unbelievably persistent these past few days. this afternoon i went to CSSP computer lab to try my luck at the CRS lottery for the nth time, praying to god, praying to saints, releasing positive energy all over me. i decided to gamble away my time [and my dwindling faith in humanity] for english subjects, for my lone MAJOR and of course for that elusive P.E:

Touch Rugby- i told my floormates that if i get this PE, i will do everything to either get a grade of three at the maximum or: cancel it right away. i can't even picture myself dodging live bodies for a freaking leather ball!

Badminton- badminton is nice, but UP badminton is not so heavenly with Ms.Caces. legends abound in the university about her and her demonic demands. oh well, i still love badminton, and since i am absolutely DESPERATE, i will endure everything to get a 3 and to avoid dropping.

Tenpin Bowling- they should laud me. i am brave enough to put my hopes at stake for a single slot in tenpin bowling lusted by 1000+ people. honestly though, i feel like i WILL get this PE. honestly.

Aikido- aikido is something about the 'gentle way' [or is that judo], or whatever, who cares. get me enlisted, CRS.
English-if it's english it's just got to BE kwe, marchadesch OR bagulaya. otherwise, i'll settle for another art studies subject!
Psychology 101- grrrr. don't even get me started.
+++
CRS. people are getting delusional about this. things are crazy. this university is insane. gahd. spare me, i want to keep my sanity......and of course, my normal academic load! aargh!!!

we were hanging out at b-123, contemplating on the harshness of our UP life when nikkoyabs recited this joke he received:

biruin na ang lasing, pati na ang bagong gising.....huwag lang ang iskong hindi nakuha sa enlisting.

yeah. humor me.


Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo



Tuesday, November 06, 2007

hi. this is hell.


hooray.hooray. i am back home with my beloved DSL connection and very ready to put down my rantings for the day. gahd. it's enrollment day people, everyone is SUICIDAL. [well i guess it's just me]

god forgive them. i have been telling people that i am currently a 'non-major'. technically i am right, because i do NOT have psych subjects. i am a victim of 'evil' in this world. i have been reviewing my options thirty minutes ago and i realized what kind of deep-pit i have put myself into. this is just awful. i do not even know if i have any LEGAL options to do. i am trapped and virtually, the best time for me to enroll would be next week. that's just bad. those are the times when lines would reach the 4th floor of AS. can you imagine the horror. this is so doomed.

however, i am not giving up. i have still slim chances of executing my alternatives. psych will not deter me! i will get my major no matter what! the universe will conspire for me! [insert: disturbingly evil laugh].

i can't believe i am facing my own kind of inferno right now. gahd, i am just a clueless freshie! can they not SPARE me?! so much for un-'leniency', they're practically killing a 'scholar'.[naks!]

on a brighter side though...ehrr.....wait...

there is NO bright side at all.
newsflash: all psych 101 subjects are now CLOSED. horrah. happy enrollment for me..


Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo
current mood: highly irritated


i am drained, depressed and lost.


today is the start of our enrollment period. meaning, i am compelled to be slaughtered, oppressed and..hurt. this is actually overacting, the new system is much more convenient, and i am really NOT that tired from enrollment since i CAN'T enrol because i am delayed [because of my psych subjects] and, all i did was to scour throughout UP to get my grades.


i am actually enjoying the week. i am back in kalai and things are going fine [except for my messed up schedule]. i just hope i get my psych subject so i wouldn't feel restless. i am lagging behind in terms of enrollment efforts and the earliest time i could get enrolled is this saturday.


gahd. internet rates in UP are ridiculously high. i can't concentrate with my blogging. i miss my DSL.


i was in my college's computer lab this morning looking for available PE slots when i saw the son of Lorna T. and Rudy Fernandez, the one who looks like LT. i've heard before that he comes to school at UP.


but now i conclude he is a transferee from a non-UP unit.


why is that?


he asked the registration assistant what 'RGEP' means. hehe, napaka observant ko talaga.

ohwell, i am tired.


Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo



Monday, November 05, 2007

another level

i am currently: listening to 'the fray'



i love this band. they did the songs for the 1st season of grey's anatomy. i could say their music is really full of genuine emotion, makes sense [unlike callalily] and does not attempt trying hard musical pseudo-bravura [again, unlike callalily]. people, do your lives a favor and download The Fray's album. this is the kind of music i would love to hear while commuting around UP. it sounds..free. [ehrr??]


i am currently trying to: download Josh Groban's 'Noel'


i never remembered being a music-lover [or even listener], i just hear music. perhaps that is largely due to the fact that i do not have an iPod. so now, i am currently visualizing having an iPod, it serves as my motivation for scouring through torrents to get some really good albums. i have dowloaded matchbox twenty, avril lavigne, westlife, bruce springsteen, the fray and now, josh groban's christmas album. i am thinking of playing this one at kalai. however, i read some reviews saying kuya josh is like, screaming all the time in this album. gahd, baka pang horror ang album na 'to. no matter what happens though, kuya josh is STILL my idol. i will stop singing the day i will perfectly imitate his 'you're still you'. until then, SUFFER.


i am wishing for:many things


i have decided that if i want a REALLY memorable sem, i should set some goals ASIDE from academics. so i have thought about things and here are my plans. [right now i am channelling 'the secret' and mr.lichauco's paranormal advice to attract positive events and fulfill my plans. bwahahahah!]


a] get an iPod using my self-earned moolah


b] get published on Inquirer


c] join 1 vs 100


d] watch a concert


e] get an iPod!


i can feel good vibes coming. i think these things are coming true one by one within the next two weeks. seriously.


[me with my evil laugh]




why the hell is avril lavigne sporting a beverly hills cheerleader-slut look? i thought she's the friggin' anti-britney. so much for 'marketability'.

let me add some short reviews:

avril lavigne's 'the best damn thing': some tracks were really really great [innocence]. others were stupid [i don't have to try]. overall, this is a must for my 'opening soon' iPod. i wonder why avril is so fond of cussing ohwell. nice. rating: 8/10

james blunt's 'all the lost souls': i have always been a james blunt fan. in fact, my fave song is his 'goodbye my lover' [so vivid]. this new album is even better. i love to have his hairdo, too. rating: 9.5/10

the fray's 'exile on mainstream': this was already released last 2005. it was only now i've heard it. i've said it before, this album is just PERFECT for my imaginary iPod. 'how to save a life' is AWESOME. [shet, i sound like a dumb music-junkie]. rating: 10/10



Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo



Sunday, November 04, 2007

hide and seek

i lost a subject today.

it was that quick that i barely came up with a rational emotional response like 'shet', 'putek' or 'damn you CRS'. i just opened the 'enlistment' link, and lo and behold, Psych 101 just went missing, zero, zilch, gone. the feeling numbed me, i could not believe i was experiencing a casualty. i have BECOME a casualty of this rotten, underfunded system. after so much effort and time praying to the ehavens and clicking stuffs just to get that subject, it's gone. oohh.. would that qualify as emo? wahahah! screw them.

it's not that dramatic, irritating actually. my initial response was to text my adviser [close kasi kami]. i asked him what happened, how come the earth was conspiring against me, how come they were oppressing and hurting the feelings of an unknowing freshie.

kuya adviser: you should have gone to psych department for your post-advising. since you did not show up, we cancelled your psychology subjects.
now that's a good reason. oh yeaahh, i am a delinquent psych freshie, i am a no-show at psych stuffs and i prefer to be un-'psychish' for the mean time. i didn't know that. bummer. so now i need to face the advising committee with a very good reason.

me: uhm..sir/mesdames, it has come to my attention, much to the fulfillment of my intellectual wants and curiosities, that this social scientific path i chose, psychology, has this self-centric doctrine which is rather excluding and oblivious in nature. i believe, and it is upon my principle to choose a field of intellectual growth where i must be exposed and oriented by truth and the whole expanse of it. i regret to say that psychology has hidden me from other aspects of our existence, like society, social networks and man as a social being. so the problem, sirs and mesdames, is with the field, not with me alone. but i assure you this is no more than a passing judgment. no, i have not yet studied psychology under you, and so i am waiting for the time when you will provide me with the idealisms that shall erase this presumption of mine regarding psychology. after all, i have chosen this field over all the others i could have wanted to be in, simply due to the fact that i believe it will teach me things i NEED to know. so, sorry, hindi ko alam na may advising period pala. sorry na po.

well it's a little illogical if the reason why i did not go to advising is because my sociology fancy has been contradicting psychology as my own course. i hope it works though. kuya adviser assured me that the advising committee could be lenient towards me since i am still a goody-good freshie.

they should be. i need that subject BACK. right now!

picture-taker(si rico yata o si oswald?): elfer, picture!

me: [to myself:ooh. shet. teka. isip akong pose.hmm..ano kaya?..wait! wait!]

picture taker: ...2...3!...

thus, my YM display image. it's so..artistically suggestive.naks.



Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo



Saturday, November 03, 2007

stalk me
i am freaked out by this google map i saw. i can't believe someone OUT there marked where our house was in tabaco. we're exposed to the whole world, and that is just very bad.

two more days and i'll be back in kalai and off to the HELLish enrollment period. i don't know how to prepare. i think i should get some breathing lessons and look for the most durable fan.

and of course, i should get ready with my ToFI-molested tuition fee.

here is an explanation for the common 'tuition fee' misconception. when we say 'tuition' it is already considered a 'fee'. a tuition is a classification or type of a fee. that is, tuition is a 'fee', which in this situation, is an amount you pay for a specified number of academic units. thus, a tuition is to the academe just as how a tariff is to trade. [but do not equate both totally so as to assume that tuition is something obstructive in nature (which applies to the case of tariffs, at least, historically)] this is going to be too long if i always try to be politically correct [hehehe]. the point is: if we say tuition fee, that would become redundant. i think this is also how CAL people explained the revision of TFI to ToFI. o.a ng UP, kahit lantarang protesta na eh gusto po grammatically and politically-correct. yehey!



Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo



Friday, November 02, 2007

wannabe rock star
i am really disturbed by the concept of 'marketing reflexivity'.

yesterday, we went to trinoma to go buy some stuffs. i've decided that since 2nd sem was looming so [unwantedly] near, i had to at least buy some clothes since my old wardrobe had been harrassed so many times in the washing machine. i thought it was easy since numerous stalls are plucked in at trinoma, ergo, shopping galore.

so that is where i was horrified with 'marketing reflexivity'. i cannot understand why clothing brands like bench, penshoppe, people are people and etc. think that all adolescent males in this country are EMO people. i was mortified when i scavenged through layers and layers of clothes at penshoppe to find that 99% of the clothes they sell are any of the following: a)black, b)black and red, c) red d)clothes with skull bones, guitar and anything emo.

i should first define emo: [define emo: EMO,adj., any visual, intellectual, quasi-literary design or material featuring unique expressions delving on anti-existence, anti-optimism, anti-joy, anti-life or deliberate deviation from what is deemed popular or normal within a specified population, whereas, such deviation is resultant of a stimulus generally emotional or sentimental in nature with varying range and type 2) EMO, n., anything or anyone characteristic of EMO (adj.)]

imagine what hell it was when i had no choice but to fit those freaking emo clothes and look at my nefarious image at the mirror, sporting designs with a red buddha on it, smudged guitars, and 'i don't wanna be lonely' mottos. what is happening on this planet?! do i not have the right to be a unique member of my demographic group?! i am 15 but i am NOT emo. so why are all clothes in all our local clothing brands emo OR smi-emo?!

even bench had no choice but to join this 'compulsary marketing conditioning' by shedding off much of its plain striped polo-shirt and including a line of clothing with the touch of emo-ness on them. now, they display their clothes backwards. there is now a visual exodus on shirts! everything is on the back side!are people lusting over asses nowadays?!

people are people is even worse. shit. i am now bound to think that the entire universe is looking at my generation as a generation of wannabe models and aesthetic climbers. seriously, why the hell would i wear a hooded shirt with crumpled effect plus a v-neck plunging downwards, as if i have a freaking cleavage?

in conclusion though, i am very much aware that within my demography, clothing preference strikingly varies. but i did NOT see that theory when i poked through clothing displays at the major brands we have. everything is either EMO or horrendously 'hyper-stylized'. i am frustrated, really, because choosing the right clothes would take so much time for me unless i am too desperate that i have to settle for Penshoppe's punkass-emoshithead designs.

JERICHO: "O, Heart, bakit ganyan suot mo? Emo ka na rin?"

HEART: "Hindi, Echo...Kikay ako at malandi, malayong maging emo ako. Ginagawa ko 'to kasi nung simulang maging tayo, nawalan na ako ng offers kaya tiniis ko ang pagka-Emo ng Penshoppe.

JERICHO: : "Huhuhu. Patawarin mo ako, pagtiisan na muna natin ito hanggang malaos na ang pagka-EMO dito sa pilipinas!"

HEART: "I hate you Echo, I hate you! Hindi sana nangyari ito kung hindi tayo nag one night stand! Hindi sana ako nagpapaka-Emo at ineendorse ko pa sana ang Palmolive ngayon!"

JERICHO: "Pero, Heart..hindi tayo nag one night stand..nag court ako sa'yo nang dalawang linggo..hindi mo na ba naaalala?.."

HEART: "Ay, hihi..iba pala yun..hihihi. Sige Echo, pose na lang tayo bago pa makasuhan ng libel ang blog writer!"

JERICHO: "O siya siya, baka pati Penshoppe ay isuka na rin tayo. Go EMO! Yebah!"



Posted by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket
(0) choo choo