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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Monday, March 30, 2009 Magdusa ka, magdusa ako, magdusa tayo 11:30 in Ipil Lobby, I'm wondering why the wi-fi connection has been unreliable lately. It's either 'there's a problem with the wireless server' or it's just ridiculously slow. Like, you can kill someone and dump him somewhere and yet your facebook homepage is only half-loaded. I still have two exams to go. And I missed a make-up class, which I bet was really important, because I had to go to the dentist and meet someone. I need priority reorientation. I think I suck at that. What's the point? It made me feel bad. I also finished my last exam in accounting for the year. Which started an hour late. Me: Sir, sir, bakit ka po late ng one hour? Sir Lee: *smiles* Not like I'm complaining. It's just that it made me realize: Why is it so hard to say what we want to say? Can't we just say what we mean? charot. Two hours ago I was at the main library steps with friend Y, and she was ranting about how his never-was-boyfriend booked a plain ticket to Davao with his spare-tire-girlfriend. And the bottomline of it all was that she was upset, but she's still a strong woman. Me: So okay, strong ka. K. And then we talked about a lot of things, while I burned dry bamboo leaves with a lighter because I was bored that way. Which is the reason why I haven't studied yet for my management science subject which I just don't GET. Fine, to give some credit to myself, I just find the instruction boring. Like, who-cares-can-we-just-move-on-with-our-lives boring. But I am powerless...I still have to take this exam, and lose some sleep and some sense of life. Obviously, I'm not happy today. I could have said it in a simpler way. Posted by (0) choo choo |