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.I'M EVERYWHERE!
We're Just Friends...ter
Yahoo Me, Yahoo You
GIMME MORE! MORE...BLOGS
Allan Habon
Riley Palanca
Aio Arzadon
Cess Carlos
Leya Sumbeling MY FANS SAY THAT...
A HISTORY OF PSYCHOSIS
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
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Ama Niamo on a Christmas Day
In the Bicolano language, our dearest non-discriminating Lord's prayer, 'Our Father' is called Ama Niamo, and it has it's distinct tone and music when sung. Every time I hear mass at UP chapel, I would sing the Bicolano version instead of the Tagalog one, because I am irked by the numerous versions they have for the Tagalog version. There's a pop-ish one, and there's a chant-like version which I like more.
Tonight I was able to sing the Bicolano version again, after two years of obstinately refusing to hear mass at our town's main Catholic church. But as a respect to UP's intellectual contribution to my life, I intentionally veered away from listening to the homily and from reciting the prayers projected on the screen. Since, I hate those things, to that extent. The point is, I never thought I missed speaking the Bicolano language this much, especially our town's dialect. My conversations on the vernacular are usually limited to the Naga people I know.
After many years, as well, I was able to take communion at our Church. Not that I recognize any redemption it could actually bring, or a closer shot at salvation. I just want the feeling of lining up, opening your mouth and saying amen. And don't take that out of the context.
Which reminds me of a conversation over text messages that a friend shared to me:
BB: Aaargh! The church is sooo corrupt!
AA: Kebs. Nothing else offers a more concrete package for redemption.
BB: They could at least materialize the package, to make salvation more enticing.
AA: Friend, that's why there are priests who f*ck.
This is supposed to be my Christmas-themed post, but apparently, I've run out of all the mushy things one needs to be able to write something inspirational.
But for the season's sake, I think this year's Christmas feels like the ones I used to have back when I was a child. Which is a statement of fact, nothing sentimental.
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