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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Wednesday, October 29, 2008 Looking for Some Sense of Motivation I should be happy right now. I've finished my American Pie marathon, getting depressed at the third movie where the four of them weren't complete anymore, and where Stifler has become the star and Jason Biggs, a mere supporting role. I should be happy right now. I bought another pirated DVD collection. It has the Kill Bill volumes in it, Charlies Angels, Eon Flux, and all the other movies where feminists would have been proud. I should be happy because this is becoming the most lethargic semestral break ever. But I'm not. My f*cked up grades got me wallowing at the end of the day. I want to blame it on me just for the sake of injecting a sense of reason and causality for this terrible thing. Blame it on joining two orgs at the same time, blame it on getting drunk in exam weeks, blame it on the lack of motivation. On the prolonged adjustment period. On the conflicts of interests and hesitations on the discipline. I want to blame a lot of things but I'd still live with a transcript this stained. I just can't digest the fact that things could have been better but I opted to just sit back. God knows I will be a grade maniac next semester. No more divine intervention obsession. GC na kung GC. But before that, I have to kill my Stat prof first. Posted by (0) choo choo |