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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Friday, December 14, 2007 oblation run versions ms.pinky version me: kamusta naman yung oblation ms.pinky: t..traumatic... me: traumatic? bakit naman? disappointed ka? ms. pinky: hindi, traumatic! me: disappointed ka kasi maliliit yung tite? oble-isko version me: maliliit daw yung tite nung mga nag oblation run? oble-isko: oo, parang prunes lang eh. me: kasi naman hindi erect. oble-isko: hindi, pag nakita mo talaga eh! ang weird nga. me: baka natabunan nung bulbol nila? oble-isko: yun din! parang spaghetti yung mga bulbol nila. mr. minero version mr.minero: ano ba namang oblation run yan! me: o, bakit? you were expecting more?wahaha. mr.minero: hindi noh. di ba sabi nila iniiscreen nila yung mga tatakbo. me: oo, bakit, wuht happened ba? mr.minero: eh kahit yung mga puro taba at bilbil pinatakbo bila, me mga boobs pa ata mga yun eh. baklita version me: o, bat nakangiti ka? nawindang ka sa pagkarami-raming etits noh? baklita: as if naman. i've seen much more. me: akala namen eh ni-UP police ka na eh. baka raw mandakma ka ng tite. baklita: well... +++ it's utter sadness that i wasn't able to watch the oblation run this 12 noon. considering the fact that i have no classes this friday, it was a horrible decision not to attend APO's annual hysteria of male genitals. not that i want to see lotsa penises running around me, it's just that they say it's a very unique UP experience. i wasn't able to watch oblation run not because i didn't want to see something that i also have, i woke up at 11:15 am and being the lazy ass that i was, it took me another 30 minutes to decide that i should take a bath. so, no running penises for me. +++ i am actually sad right now. tonight is the last christmas presentation in kalai. i have only watched yesterday's presentation and i thought it was kinda too short. plus, i am not a charitable person so the prospect of giving out candies to the children who attended kinda made me snore. so here i am in our apartment, blogging and not contributing much to the welfare of our society. gahd, i feel so useless. +++ two hours ago i was with mykol, and we were walking towards AS to watch "CAL Faculty Follies" a presentation where professors of the college of arts and letters sang and danced as if they didn't have PHDs and masterals stuck up their sleeves. i wasn't an artsy, music-savvy student and so the thought of sitting my ass off for two hours was nefarious. it was good that i was able to extort mykol into shouldering 20 per cent of the ticket price. but when we got to AS and we were on the ticket booth, i had this spur of deppressiveness that made me decide to walk back home, leaving mykol all alone in that jam-packed theatre. now i realize that my mood swings make me a really bad friend. sadness. i'm doing this thing about being manic-depressive for three days. it's for our 'crazy' art studies class where we were supposed to 'channel our human emotions' for some artsy-whatever purposes. it's actually fun. i'm a natural.
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