Super Psycho
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.
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, July 01, 2006 The Scent of June: when we live again i.i'm still alive the past month sped through like a few pesos, quick and unnoticed. right now, i am in a computer cafe, this quiet space secluded from the marketing crappiness of the city. and in a sudden the flow of my thought has been raptured by the most irritating act somebody can do when another person is posting in his blog-play rock music. this has been always my problem, inconsideration from the world, lack or absence of appreciation and concern to artistry, to profound creativity and to the blossoming Filipino teenage intellect. instead of letting things be conducive enough for me to write the only blog post for the month, the shop owner preferred to surrender in her utter human stupidity and inferiority and played barren noisy songs. the world is indeed withering into horrifying superficiality, the mind is relegated and beauty is worshipped. i wish not to see the birth of a meaningless world, but before we delve into that, i should finish this post first. ii.first day junk its rather odd seeing and listening to kamikazee singing other songs aside from "narda".well, because my summer has been corrupted my commercial redundancy of their rather hollow songs bombarded with the most implied sexual undertones. whenever i hear kamikazee, i think "narda" or whenever i hear narda, my mental reply is "kamikazee". so it was surreal listening to them as they sing first day funk, oh, it was first day high actually. i'm too lazy to change the title above. but there wasn't really anything interesting during the first day, except of course seeing the old faces i have been staring at for the last three years of my life. today, july 1, june 8 has died down into a speck of human memory. so its stupid for me to talk about something i forgot (shop owner plays "jesus take the wheel") i melt. iii. the anti christ is here when i discussed something regarding the fallaciousness of the catholic to my classmates, the next day they started calling me anti christ, which is something i found amusing because anti christ is a rather colossal nickname for a very unassuming individual such as me. so i let things be so and lived my life. and, of course, i am not an anti-christ yet(?) honestly, there are still things i should know before i make up my own conclusions. i am not like other people who close their minds when somebody tells them something for the pure heck of it.pitiful.which again reminds me of my previous post cursing the church and its great great mistakes.but i did not take things too much, my system is relatively special to digest such shallow acts of human stupidity. iv. i should not say this yesterday was the awarding ceremony for the regional eagle quiz and the event was better than what i anticipated (a closed room, a few faces, a mass produced trophy and an envelop with some filthy cash) too bad my innate prejudice has beaten me again for this particular event and conceptual analysis(a hotel lobby, a lunch party, a special trophy, and er, an envelop with filthy cash). no hard feelings, i can not do every thing at the same time, i must sacrifice a little bit of something to let small things grow. and it is rather apalling (or amusing) to see others press their luck and blow up things into ambitious scales. humility could have been most apt. anyway, as i have always believed, excellence is greatness in consistency, not greatness in chance.that speaks of it.so i must end this blog now and kill the guilt corrupting my system because i have deliberately deprived myself of a cyber manner of intellectual expression. meden agan. the world always knows Labels: Contests, Religious Beliefs Posted by (0) choo choo |