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.
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Saturday, September 16, 2006
what the crap?
crap- something that will give you great cyber joy when you play Harvest Moon ...(?)
hmm.i don't know what i am supposed to write as an introduction here. the quicktime player download is getting on my nerves. anyway, i wrote a poem (i rarely do that) due to sudden influx of colossal inspiration from someone who up to now, wouldn't even bother entertaining me. fuck love. nothing is a failure for as long as we live.hahaha. freak.
A Silent Poem for You
Mino Nous
(pseudonym ko)
I spent the night in liquor
The burning heat of the evening chill
As the fluid crept into my being
I sing a song, the soul to kill
Though the liquor blows the essence of my worth
It is as useless as looking back
When you sat close near my yearning stare
And there sparked an unspoken pact
Even if the liquor tries to soar
Beyond my being’s time
The bitterness of my uncertainty
Corrupts the sting of the silent lime
I am drowning in my liquor’s dream
As I write this weeping poem
Though I tried in vain to seek you one
We may never find a home
And my liquor spoke in tones
Louder than what my mouth can speak
Like a needle pierce it said
Better die than to live so weak
Yet there lies a deceit in my liquor tonight
Like your intoxicating breath
It’s not as divine as it seems, my darling song
It shimmers like our sunshine’s death
Hear me now, the cause of my liquor dream
You are the only ear I seek
You are the desire that corrupts, my failing pulse
The silence of a dying creek
You may not like the sting of my liquor breath
But it’s not what my soul does hold
It’s just my failure tonight, oh weeping star
The cowardice of my song so bold
My liquor song, is the truth of my world
And it is my hymn for you
You are my pulse that sustains, my heart that gives
I don’t know what my worth is without you
I have told you once, a thousand if you like
How much desire I am overflowing with
It is for you, my sunshine dear, cradle of my toil
You are the echo of my every beat
You may not have felt what burns within
But it is as warm as my weeping pain
It’s the song of the broken trombone
It’s the barren shower of a pouring rain
My world, the colossus of my everything
You are the joy I never found
You’re the song of the stars, the howl of the moon
You’re the end of an earth of round
It’s not as easy as the other love hymns
Where the man kisses the lady in the end
It’s something unheard by many, my love
But I have every ear to lend
Oh song, my undying melody of affection
Your whisper is the titan’s scream
Like how soft you would beat at every pulse
But as big as the ocean pristine
And there are no eyes, no mind
That will choose not to see
Do not speak, never doubt
Of the journey of this frail humble love
Though the world does not nod
Its ours, not theirs to have
Oh my soul, my liquor’s worth
Sing with me tonight
And tomorrow when we wake up
There is no wrong, there is no right
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Friday, August 25, 2006
Faking some Happiness:
inject me some joy
i.unusually blank
i. they come rushing in
right now i am actually able to remember what happened in marikina, talk about temporary amnesia. it's just that things were too grave for my consciousness. i was dead tired and i couldn't look at everything with a comprehension decent enough to understand. really tired. these things are the only ones i can remember, and i am postin gthem so i would never forget them in the future, unless blogger breaks down its system:
- we rode in cagsawa bus. and my teacher smelled of (eewy, gross out) liquor, or something so foul it kept me awake all night.
- we ate in tropical hut the morning we arrived in concepcio marikina. and i remember how sticky the tiles were when we entered. like some vomit spread out on the floor, they were a bit clingy on the shoe.
- there was no salt in the egg. that is probably the greatest culinary sin you can ever commit, not putting salt in the egg. even i would never ever ever forget to put a pinch of salt in my egg you morons!!
- marikina has red sidewalks. yeah right.whatever.
- we had aircon in our quarters. it made me think what could have been the feeling if i joined the ASEAN quiz. it could have been the first time i could sleep (and snore) inside a five star hotel. hey, its not my fault if im damn too young for the world.haha..
- jovel looks like a spirit wandering the earth.hehehe.peace. because she's sooo flashy. mitsui talks A LOT, hehehe. but its nice because it felt like we had an fm radio inside the room.
- its fun to make fun,err?, of the education supervisor of our division. yeah, ia m such an evil jester. i didn't even spare the es from the wrath of my intellectual jokes.haha.but hey, at least nilibre ako ng pizza.tnx mam.
- i felt old. the old teachers laughed at my jokes. nobody laughs at my jokes. well, my classmates don't. because they're soo devoid of humor.
- i'm the top scorer in the quiz round. with somebody sharing mY(hehe) top spot with her. yeah right. in the end it didn't even matter.
- i got through top ten in the essay round. beat that peregrino, you canine faggot.i'll kill you one day.
- i messes up the talumpati because i talked too much with my new found friends an hour before. duh, it was 5 and its the time when everyone else sleeps except dudes smoking marijuana. so i felt really reaaaally lazy, there wasn't effort. honestly,hehe. believe me!!
- i loved the foods. it was a cornucopia of chow!!
- there were japenese dudes in the separate building.whaatdafuck.
- i hate the shoe souvenirs. get a life and make your minds think! i'd rather wear a shoe than put it in my bag's zipper!
ii.mall of saliva
i went to sm mall of asia with (friend).it was fun riding jeepneys again on the way to sm north edsa. and even better riding in one of those fx cabs that took me to manila, while i sat silent at the back reading the gnostic gospels, and occasionally peeked outside with devilish desires(?)so friend and i met in robinson's ermita. it was hell.not quite. it felt like a thousand schools had a field trip inside rob. i had to pass through a swarm of those pesky kids to get through the path ways. and its dizzyin gbecause each had some scandalous perfumes that pierced my nostrils. even when friend and i were doing that touch screen thing with matching spot the difference thingy (or something like that), they were like howling urban wolves. or some underdeveloped hoodlums and baby prostitutes. now i know why it sucks to be in a public school in an urban mess like manila. so after that friend and i rode a jeep to mall of asia. we stopped about a kilometer away since we already saw that globe thing prominent in the city sky. so as we walked towards the beckoning facade we talked about things. like super NOT feasible projects, things, things, oh shit that is as far as i can remember. i love fully booked. i sat on the floor and slept there like hell, not true, it's just,err, lovable. i love the architechture, or some parts of it. duh, we circled moa in about three hours. we even ate lunch in between.
my coke spilled on my bag. and it felt funny with carbon sizzling on your lap. damn the small tables. i love belgian fries. they're bigger than french.(what?!)it was nice meeting friend again. i could never talk to anyone like the way i can talk about things with friend. friend and i share almost the same wavelength, though friend has troughs on my crest or vice versa at times. it just felt nice that somebody would care to listen. and with the matching background, (nice view of the exterior pf moa, windy afternoon, a tiled skyway overlooking macapagal avenue and some sticky humid air) i was able to say things, sensible or trashy, things that i kept to myself for the last three months staying dormant there in tnhs. my classmates, please grow up, or find the error in your ways, or just disappear!haha. or i'd be the one to disappear. it doesn't matter. why can't you see we break ourselves apart. it shouldn't be like this if you never succumbed to greed or glory. get me out of here.shit.
i love life on certain seconds. seconds when i'm lucky enough to forget horrible things. right now i've forgotten them because my responsibilities crashed so overwhelmingly in front of my face. anyway i fele like i can live through somehow. i know i can get through this with pain perhaps, but at least surviving.just keep the rope and the cutter away from my sight.
oh world save me from this living hell.
the day will come.
gnothi seauton.
Labels: Contests, Depression, Friends, Love
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Monday, August 21, 2006
shine and fade away
ii. burst of desire
i hate connections. i hate forging social hoolas just to make my life secure. i have always been relying to reality, and the truth, to give my life even the slightest sense of meaning. i never believed in faking things, or perverting reality, just so we can create our own world that opposes the universe that lies in front of us. i don't know why i am saying these things, even though they have rather distant connections to what i have been keeping inside lately. perhaps this is the curse of sadness, you are immersed to much on the failure of your desire.my desires, are gone.
we live to know. and we breathe to exist. and we may never know what will happen until these things come. that is why i wonder how you could say such things definitively, if you never opened up a room for anything. i held a proposition, something so rare. and i never thought somebody could find it so horrible, so worthless. my life may be so unhappy, but i still breathe to give it joy. and i tried to give it even the faintest flicker of meaning through you. but what i get are denials, the stinging wrath of failures. but i won't give up, what just sucks is that as long as you close your mind you will never open yourself up for other thoughts, my thoughts. and as long as you believe too much on your predictions, your life will never see the dawn of newer things. it hurts that somebody can end my battle in silence. the nothingness of a fearing silence. i never stood up for my desires, i just let them come and go. and now that i sucked in all the courage i can have, the struggle of my belief just came crashing towards me. i am not forcing you. what i mean is just to let things be so, and never put an end to things that had never even started yet. another chance and i wont blow it up.
i feel too pissed off to talk about the things i wanted to say. maybe next time.
we desire things not because they give us joy. they give us joy because we desire them.
i don't know. i'll just wait.wait with me, pls.
Labels: Depression, Love
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