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!
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A HISTORY OF PSYCHOSIS
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.
We're Just Friends...ter
Yahoo Me, Yahoo You
Allan Habon
Riley Palanca
Aio Arzadon
Cess Carlos
Thursday, May 03, 2007
Bloggiversary!!...
God Save the OUR:
an inch away from arson
i. all bright and sunny
last last night i was scouring through this enormous map of UP diliman trying to get the right route to the office of the university registrar from vinzons hall. i couldn't ask anyone the best way to get there so i opted to IM my cyber buddy whom i met in the UP pinoy exchange forums [and who happens to be an assistant prof at the com.sci. department] and solicited some much sought for directions. after some confusions and blurry visualizations of the paths i must take, i finally got the whole idea and when i was finally done tracing the right route to get there at the OUR, i folded the map and slept the night away.
ii. please smile
i woke up a bit late so i was able to reach UP by 10am. following the instructions given to me, i stopped right in front of rizal hall and took the dusty road in between cal and as. then facing the nismed, i walked to the right and found the 'new, peach-colored building' which reminded me of the SOSE building of AdMU [come to think of it, they look almost the same]. fortunately no lines were visible so i swooped right in front of the old hag who was at the other side of the blurry glass. then after disclosing my query, she told it to one of her hag-like minions who joined her in such a high-pitched, sarcastic laugh from hell's deepest dungeons. they were lucky i was a bit sunny that morning, and luckier because i wasn't too energetic to release my unforgiving temper. if i wasn't nice enough i could have answered back with the most pungent remarks they could ever hear from a clueless, incoming freshie. but i respected the fact that they were way older than me and perhaps too old that they smell more like the earth than living flesh, and so i just turned my back and walked away like nothing happened.
damn these underpaid workers.
iii. mrt escapades
the afternoon of the same day i rode the mrt to taft avenue. it was noon and it was as hot as expected, but more brutal since i was unlucky enough to endure the line that reached all the way to the grimy edsa sidewalk. i had to wait for twenty minutes before i was able to get my ticket, and another ten minutes to get into the platform and squeeze myself through those covetous asses. unlike my past mrt rides, nothing much happened that time. i wa lucky enough to have a seat as soon as we arrived at santolan and there was no longer a mother-and-son tandem pinching my conscience like some ecstatic crab.
when i reached taft av i had to go to lrt and again, i dished out 15 pesos for my ticket all the way to UN av. when i hopped off at the UN station, 5545 wasn't there so i had to fill myself with some deprived manna from the kitchen of jollibee. afterwards i spent the day in rob.ermita, combing through everything as if i even had the pocket to spend. all i was able to buy were a pair of slippers and a book by jaime licauco. well, nothing more.
iv. beyond what i can see
'exploring the powers of your inner mind' was the title of the book i bought at powerbooks. and it was the fourth book from mr.licauco that i bought. it dwells mostly on phenomena of the inner mind, developing extra senses and all the usual stuffs one would associate with 'scientific occult'. no, this is not one of those crappy, damned books from PSI Com, because if it was, it would have had some label that read 'book 2345' or so, since those cheap stuffs are selling like equally cheap pancakes.
just this morning i tried to read a few parts before it made me too excited to try meditating myself. i spent about twenty minutes in what i considered genuine meditation until my spine was too exhausted by the pranas channelling from my soul [translate: the bed's matress was worn-out]. i think it was really effective and my thoughts seemed to lighten a bit. and what was better is that for the first time i felt genuine optimism contaminating my mental absurdities. it's really helpful. now if only all of us would try meditating at least for 20 minutes twice a day, then we won't be sour enough like those old hags at UP's OUR.
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