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 18, 2008
It was a reaaaaally long night
Today, I feel so shitty. After a nine hour sleep. After taking an acid bath. After thanking my brother for treating me with a mocha frap that was too warm to be appreciated.
It would have been a nice memory had the Ms.Engg pageant ended earlier. Because it was too dragging, and all of the contestants looked horrible. They all looked too dehydrated. In fact, the whole thing ended in such an eerie hour that we didn't even know what to do next. I was with Bannuar, and we opted to walk all the way to Jollibee Philcoa because we felt famished after watching 18 guys do what they do best, look ugly.
But since we live in a nocturnal world, Jollibee was full. As in, it-pains-me-in-the-neck-to-squeeze-with-everyone full. And since we give value to isolation, we mulled on the idea of spending the morning in QC circle's karnabal. That was why we found our selves screaming our lungs out while we crossed Commonwealth together, and then Elliptical road.
We nearly died. Promise.
(A car zooms past ala-drifting wannabe.)
Ivy: (Shouting at the car driver) Hoy, umayos ka nga! Hindi ito race...(thinks)...kart!
Of course ''Karnabal sa Circle' was closed. Perhaps our sleepiness just triggered an automatic denial mechanism. In fact, we were so frustrated that we just indulged in small talks in QC circle's grassy expanse.
Yeah I know. It's...eww.
I felt so bad thinking I was spending time in QC Circle that I just pretended we were in our tambayan, laughing, skipping and hopping. But no, there were male whores all around us. And there were stacks of buko everywhere.
The morning ended over Jolly hotdog meals in Jollibee philcoa. We had to elbow out Engg orgs for the remaining tables, since we noticed they were just sleeping on them anyway. Grepa much. Lol. One by one we went home, and I took the first jeepney ride back to UP with fellow Bannuar people who lived in dorms.
And then I slept. And then woke up, packed my bags and find myself in our apartment-very-near-Trinoma, feeling so shitty and all.
Tomorrow I'll be bound for Bicol, and oddly enough, unlike last sem break, I don't want to go back there. I think I'm getting rooted in Manila, little by little. And I can imagine Deb Soc Naga people badgering me right now, reminding me of the rurality with which I was reared. LOL
Here's a memory of last night (or this early morning) that I had pushed at the back of my mind, for convenience's sake.
I had just puffed a stick of menthol cigarette (and yes, Will, I'm not bothered with menthol's health threats) when I bumped into Kat Usita. I learned that she just came from a drinking spree, although she looked really sober, sober enough to attempt introducing me to her straight brother (haha). And then, we shared stories. And I was shocked in a but-i-thought-he-said(...) way. Pero kebs, it's too worthless for me to still mull over it. Defensive much. LOL uli.
That's why I feel so shitty. Because it was such a long night. Because it was such a long non-drunkenness-induced sleep. Because it was such a fun night and yet so imperfect.
Because I put drama in things that were never dramatic in the first place.
But drama is just so fun.
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