Super Psycho

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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.

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A HISTORY OF PSYCHOSIS
Sunday, August 31, 2008

 SEX. Somebody told me this is an effective title.
My greatest realization for the day came from my Accounting textbook.

Yes, that is odd, because Kieso-Kimmel-Weygandt have generally been so indifferent and unemotional ever since the First Edition [which of course, I have never read].

I realized that the reason why employees are required to take regular vacations is that the companies want them to temporarily vacate their duties so they can audit and probe for irregularities and dsicrepancies in their accounting records.

Isn't that so grim? And all the while I thought companies dish out vacation promos because they're so concerned about their employees' serotonin or endorphin levels. Because they want them to live happy or to live healthy or to live a sunshiny, let's-run-along-the-shore kind of life.

But no, companies do this to safeguard their money. But what the hell, I'm not complaining, since my third exam grade will depend highly on this premise: Jeez, dude, it's all for the money.

I think that's poetic, in a certain Bill Gates-ish sense. Well, Bill and Melinda are globe-trotting feeding poor Indian families nowadays. So let us not be too myopic and perceive Business Ad as a money-centric college, since ultimately, the discipline spurns philanthropy and mega blockbuster global-level charity. That sounds fun.

Anyhoo, much to my dismay, I realized none of my coapps have posted some dramaturgical emo blog posts lately, which didn't help at all in replenishing me from my half-day quest for a decent long-sleeves and slacks.

But no, I do not feel so creative and mushy tonight since all the readings have flushed out my inclination to the dramatic. All I can say is that I really wanted to cry but I couldn't, since the two dudes beside me were, like, wallowing, I didn't want to sob low-profile just to be overpowered by them [and it turned out, they were Mems channeling Marian Rivera-Marimar]. But I really felt happy and tired and overwhelmed that I'm in DebSoc already, just like what that bitch, Raymund Vittorio said, " I can't believe org mates na tayo!" And I am not so sure if that's a heartwarming statement.

Gahd I do not want to replay all the details since it has this kind of emotional toil, but not in a bad way. It's just too overhwhelming to be captured by a blogpost, especially if the blog post was done minutes after reading about Internal control and how to safeguard money. And I still have more pages to finish by tonight.

I know it's odd studying on a Sunday evening. But I have to load up on my Acad life since the past few weeks had seen me transforming completely into an org person, wearing Fag Rambutan costume or Captain Barbel spinoffs. The past few weeks had been JPIA-DebSoc mode, and I feel so guilty that I took this mini-oath that I will be Acad mode again. And this I did while inside the Taxi going home, and I was still on my pajamas that time, much to the shock of my sister who was scandalized by her brother still on his pajamas at 3 in the afternoon.

Tomorrow night I will be in The Peninsula Manila eating five-star food [hopefully]. The eating part makes me more excited than the awarding part where I have to go up the stage with my sister to get my third prize and my 3 000 pesos. I asked my father if he would be kind enough to add some extra cash so I can finally buy an iPod after several failed attempts at self-support. I still haven't gotten his answer, I hope it's a yes, or else, I have to spend my prize to pay my utangs. Jeez, I badly need an iPod to drown out my Stat prof's irritating voice. I take that back.

When I look at my left, my accounting book stares back at me with all the guilt-inducing aura. Add to that the sloppy pancit canton beside it, overcooked because I was looking for Eureka 3's first episode over piratebay.org. I think my conscience is deliberately altering my schedule deviations. It's telling me to stop typing like, like. Right. Now.


No.


Right now.

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