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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Sunday, August 10, 2008 Let's Pretend 'The Mummy 3' Never Existed Fermina is frozen on the TV screen, her hair stiff, her lips, brownish red. I paused the DVD player for a while, right after I discovered that Bayan DSL has finally connected after an eternity of hushed curses and false divine interventions. Love in the Time of Cholera is gripping me, it even made me grab a glass of cold coffee so I won't suddenly doze off. It amazes me, though, they always copulate in this movie. And breast exposures are so everywhere, like, PET boys in UP Diliman. Earlier this day, before I actually stumbled upon 'Love in the Time of Cholera' on the DVD rack, I watched The Mummy 3 with my sisters. Each of us was supposed to pay for our own tickets, but I whined, I feel so broke and poor, and thank God I had gotten away with paying the 120 or so, thanks to my poverty drama. I love The Mummy series, I swear to the heavens that the first pirated DVD I bought was 'The Mummy Returns' where Rachel Weisz was transformed into the Egyptian princess that she once was in a previous lifetime. There was even this Egyptian word stuck into my head, thanks to its strategic utterance in between pirated movie glitches, 'Kara-kara' which meant 'face'. Jeez, I really love The Mummy series. I don't know why, but at the end of the movie, the only thing I was thankful for were the Yetis and my barbecue popcorn. Something just felt missing, and no, it's not just Rachel Weisz. Mummy 3 just felt, hollow and empty. Screw whoever shamed the series. But don't worry Brendan Frasier, et al, I will forget that the Mummy 3 ever existed. Kunwari 1 and 2 lang so I will live my life with happy film memories. Today I changed my 2-year old glasses. I complained to my father and to my eldest brother and to my sister that my eyeglasses were just too inconvenient. Why is that? Because the left lens would just pop up at any random second. Imagine that. Thank God I was able to call my father, who is now in Albay watching over our house's repair, and I was able to convince him that my visual health and my comfort were in jeopardy due to my grimy eyeglasses. So yey me, I now have a new pair which looks almost the same as the old one, only that it doesn't have molds creeping at the joints. And the lens do not just pop out as if they have their own will to actually pop out suddenly. I do not have any profound introspection whatevers today. I felt that reducing thinking time by dozing off decreases the tendency to whine about the irony of life. However, this also leads to back pains if you sleep sideways and if you watch 'The Devil Wears Prada' with your back facing the TV as you browse Multiply. I just feel blank and un-deep, to the point of dumb superficiality, which somehow is good. Actually, I have deep thoughts today, while I was riding the traysikab on the way home from SM North. But I lost it somewhere due to 'Cholera's' overflowing breast exposures and due to my frustrations on why The Mummy was no longer set in Egypt. I feel so full, sad, excited and sleepy. And I also think 'Wanted's' comic version is just too...disturbing. Posted by (0) choo choo |