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.
We're Just Friends...ter Yahoo Me, Yahoo You Allan Habon Riley Palanca Aio Arzadon Cess Carlos
|
Saturday, November 29, 2008 Very Bad Haikus and Very Bad Quest for Sobriety Let's Blog in Haiku Form: I went to a bar Red lights, smell of alcohol I got drunk and danced I think something is wrong with unemotional, blank haikus. And I think syllabication restrictions are just...downright restrictive on the artistic aspect. But who cares, I'm just practicing haiku-writing for my MPs 10 class, probably the only class I will be enjoying for this sem. Followed by Philippine Folk Dancing, since I'm having this renewed sense of nationalism and since I feel that Polka sa Nayon is for me. Ew. I got really drunk last night. Thank God. I've been too sober for so long already ever since my emo i'll-drink-myself-to-sleep-inside-my-dorm-room nights. Yey. I'm getting bored of writing. I think this is the effect of marathon accounting problems and a bad brain for numbers. God, save me. --- I did something terribly wrong last Friday afternoon. And in an effort to mitigate whatever wrongness it has caused, I made another mistake again. Isn't that kinda...poetic. I'm not running around for the 'thrill'. Honestly, I'm not. I'm just...shy. LOL Posted by (0) choo choo |