I don’t know if it’s the computer I’m using or the system or if I’m just really still a dumbass when it comes to things being plugged into the wall (I’m placing money on the latter), but I can’t find my editing tools. FUCK. ME.
No posts until I get this shit sorted out. I will not post half-assed entries just because I’m itching to replace the last insignificant “re-post” staring at me from my page.
*bitchslaps CPU*
Dunno when I answered this, but it must have been less than a year ago. It’s surprising what you’ve said in your past. Forget famous dead people, I would rather quote myself.
LAST SONG SYNDROME?
:: Feist. Mushaboom.
LATEST HEARTBREAK?
:: The Douche.
REASON OF YOUR HAPPINESS?
:: Isabella. And the rest of the countries waiting for me to come visit.
REASON OF YOUR AGONY?
:: Waste.
ARE YOU JEALOUS OF SOMEONE RIGHT NOW?
:: Of other people.
YOU WERE SURPRISED BECAUSE…
:: A small party could rock so awesomely. (Edited, because the old answer was lame-o)
WHAT IS THE PERFECT SONG THAT COULD EXPLAIN WHATEVER YOU’RE FEELING RIGHT NOW?
:: Classic, Ought To Know by Alanis.
WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON WHO MADE YOU SMILE?
:: Hardgay and Vandolph (Edited, because the old answer was lame-o)
WHAT SONG DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR WEDDING?
:: I don’t know. I’m currently changing my wedding plans.
IS THERE SOMEONE THAT YOU MISS RIGHT NOW?
:: Yes.
MOMENT THAT YOU MISS?
:: Moments when I have peace of mind.
ARE YOU HURTING?
:: Everybody hurts.
ONE THING THAT YOU WON’T FORGET ABOUT AN EX?
:: Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
HIS/HER WORDS YOU CAN’T FORGET?
:: Kaano-ano ba kita? (Who the fuck are you to me?)
ARE YOU BITTER?
:: I’d be lying if I said “No”.
WHAT CAN YOU SAY TO THE ONE YOU HAVE LOVED BEFORE?
:: Meh.
WHAT IS ONE OF THE MOST PAINFUL SONGS YOU EVER HEARD?
:: I Will Go Quietly by Shivaree
HONESTLY, ARE YOU HAPPY?
:: No.
DO YOU BELIEVE THAT PEOPLE CHANGE?
:: Yes. Sometimes right under your very nose.
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
:: Let’s just say within the month .. (Edited, because the old answer was lame-o)
IS IT HARD TO MOVE ON?
:: It’s better this way.
WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THE MOST PAINFUL THING A LOVER COULD DO?
:: Look you straight in the eyes and LIE.
WHAT DOES MOM ALWAYS TELL YOU ABOUT LOVE?
:: You know what happened to me. You should have learned from it.
WHAT ABOUT DAD?
:: Two wrongs don’t make a right.
WOULD YOU CRY FOR A GUY/GIRL?
:: Not anymore.
LAST: WHAT CAN YOU SAY TO THE ONE YOU REALLY LIKE?
:: Is it our time yet?
Disclaimer: I’ve had a few things to drink in the past hour. Please to apoliogize for my spelling mustakes, grammatical errors, and recism.
This blog is mostly made up of womanly shit and woes and man boy troubles that we hardly have time to give our “manly” readers justice. Okay, no more talk of babies and weddings and menstrual craps (hahaha! CRAMPS) and committment-phobic men. I will give you ASS. Yes. ASS. GLUTEUS MAXIMUS in it’s most glorious and worth form. No, not the ass of a regular, awesome-in-personality woman, nice-as-they-come, or someone-you-take-home-to-mother. This is an ass that has been deemed awesome by a bunch of hormonally-driven kindergarten assholes.
Enjoy. You bunch of sick bastards. *bottoms up on wine* (See what I did there? Even inebriated, I can still pull out a good “ass” pun out of my, whereelse?, ass. I AM ASSOME!)
Melanie Nunes Fronckowiak, 20, Brazil, and Saiba Bombote, 27, France, were awarded the title “Most Beautiful Bottom in the World“, a modelling contract for the next international Sloggi campaign, $18,000 prize money, and insurance for their precious bottoms.
She certainly brings new meaning to the phrase, “Best piece of ass in town”.
*shrugs, drinks some more wine*
I got this from someone who got it from someone who got it from someone .. trackback could take a while .. Just read.
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kasi pare ganito daw yun. may isa daw babae na hot daw pare. pero maputla siya kasi hindi siya inalagaan ng nanay niya pare. tapos pare emo daw siya kasi nga daw hindi siya mahal ng mundo at para siyang patay na bata na galit sa mundo. tapos pare, lumipat daw siya ng tirahan kasi daw masyado daw siyang emo para sa luma niyang tirahan. sabi niya sa nanay niya “tangina mo nay gusto ko lumipat kay tay”. tangina pare hindi nagalit nanay niya. sabi lang ng nanay niya “tangina mo pare wag ka magmura”.
so lumipat siya sa tatay niya di ba? pagkarating niya dun sabi niya, “tangina erpat bakit maulan dito?” sabi ng erpat niya “gago “bur” months na! malamig na tangena”. so nagtaka yung babaeng simula ngayon ay tatawagin na lang nating “babaeng maputla at emo”.
so pumasok siya sa school di ba? binigyan siya ng truck ng tatay niya pare. sabi ng tatay niya “tangina mo sa’yo na tong truck ko”. sabi niya “salamat tay”.
pagkarating niyang school tsong, may nakita siyang lalaking mukhang bangkay pero pogi. sakto. pogi pero mukhang bangkay. sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo “hot pare”.
nung chem lab na ni babaeng maputla at emo, natagpuan niyang lab partner niya yung poging bangkay. so nung tinignan siya nung poging bangkay, ang asim ng mukha nito. mukhang nandiri ata kay babaeng maputla at emo.
sabi ni poging bangkay “tangina mo”. sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo “tangina KA”. sabi ni poging bangkay “tangina NIYA oh *tumuro sa teacher nila*”. sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo “oo nga noh. TANGINA MO”. sabi ni poging bangkay “tangina mo gago bampira ako”. tapos naghubad siya ng damit at kumintab ang katawan niya kasi linagyan niya ng glitters ang abs niya kasi tigas siya at ganun na ang mga tigas ngayon na nagpupuntang emba.
so pare na in love si babaeng maputla at emo kay poging bangkay. si poging bangkay naman sige lang kasi sex din daw yun. so ayun. ang shweet shweet nila.
“eow poh… ahihihihi”
“bebe mwahugz,….. ^^,”
so tapos nun nagpunta sila sa damuhan kasi…. alam mo na. tapos sabi ni poging bangkay “ikaw na buhay ko ngayon” sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo “tangina mo gago patay ka na”. sabi ni poging bangkay “TANGINA KA”.
tapos nagsex sila
so basically pare yun lang yung mga importanteng nangyari sa buong storya. intense noh? kaya pala nahhook lahat ng tao. akala ko overrated. hindi pala. astig pala.
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This version was far more fun than the movie. TRUST.
Gratuitous Cam Gigandet photo
Yes, he was there. More noticeable with Hoor Vision.
I was using the Marketing Department phone in the office when Mrs. Lovely Bouquet upped and gave me a big, HUGE bear hug. And I just stood there, dumbfounded on what the hell was happening. I can deal with the casual hugs and the drunken hugs and even the ‘hey I just saw you hours ago and now we meet again’ hugs, but I CANNOT deal with WTF hugs. Usually, those are followed by questions such as, “What’s wrong?”, “What happened?”, “Are you okay?”, and the usual, “I’ve got a gun in my purse. Those rat fucking bastards will pay for this.” This WTF hug came out of nowhere, much like Chuck Norris’ roundhouse kicks. And they leave you feeling the same as if you were a recipient of the said kicks, stupefuckingfied.
And it’s not that she just hugged me. She gave me this sad, pitying look, like I was gonna get canned or something. Am I? Was there an inter-office memo that was circulating to keep me in the dark and my holidays relatively “happy” before they let me go first thing, first day of the new year? Did she read ill-fortune in my future and decided to hug me now rather than later when she assumes I will be wielding a gun or a severely sharp knife? Has someone close to me died and I have yet to be informed of the latter’s demise? Who’s dead, why did they die, and did they leave anything for me? Perhaps she has read the rough copy of my short, “The Centaur and The Princess”, and took pity on my lack of wordplay and coherence in a simple fairytale? Or maybe she just meant it as a holiday hug, to warm the soul, and let you know that ‘There are good men people in the world”, “You are not alone”, and all the good things people leave unsaid or unexpressed in some form of physical gesture or another.
Dudeparechongs, you are not alone.
Whatever the reason is/was, that 7-second human-to-human interaction has left me with more doubts than what a hug is supposedly designed to do, reassure. Therefore, a fair warning to my three readers, please do not suddenly hug me and expect the same. I have no reason to hug other people. I have no reason to be happy or dispense love in an embracing gesture. Let me know what your state of mind is (eg. suicidal from depression, sadness due to heartbreak, sexually harassed by some dude that’s not even remotely cute) before you come coping at my tiddly bits. Otherwise, that’s just gay.
Flowers. A whole bunch of them. And not just any kind. MY FAVORITES. If only they didn’t come in pink. But I guess I can stand the fact that they’re pink because they make up for it with their lovely, lovely smell.
Hey you. Yes you. You there, with the flowers and the notes and the remembering the favorites and the unexpected deliveries. We like you kid. Stick around. 
In ancient mythology and in folklore from around the world, the lily has appeared as a deeply spiritual and philosophical metaphor.
The lily family has traditionally represented innocence and purity.
(Technically, these aren’t of the Lilium family, but they are darling additions, don’t you think?)
One meaning of the stargazer lily, and lilies in general, is purity of heart, innocence and friendship.
An Oriental meaning of the stargazer lily is “I see Heaven in your eyes”
