waaaaaahhhhhh...
m totally crazy bout this girl
and the movie!


Which Amelie character are you?
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*my favoritest (hehe) movie ever.

if i were an onion
i'd be the thinnest-skinned onion ever
if i were a harbor
i'd be the best in town
if i were a rock
i'd be the one who cries a lot

our thesis is about batibot,
and this doesn't help much
on my feeling nostalgic.
blah!

waaahhhhhhh...
i was suppose to finish our group's related lit
for broadjourn...
but look at me, hehehe... here i am...
sailing away from sanity and heading towards
dementia .

dementia led me to wander off reality and she let me visit my childhood mem'ries.
and i realized how much i miss
!
its muppets who keep me company
every morning (when I was not yet schooled) and in the afternoon (when I was schooled!)...

I miss gentle pong pagong
I miss the husky voiced kiko matsing
I miss the sisters (or lesbians?), ningning and gingging
I miss the annoying aliens, sitsiritsit and alibangbang
I miss iking (hehehehe...funny name) the clapper
I miss manang bola
I miss irma the daldal
I miss direk

I also miss kuya bodjie and ate sienna

I miss them all...

I miss the days when all you have to worry about is...

how can you catch your fave cartoon/TV show when
your schoolbus is running late...?
how can you win the most coveted prize represented by a
rio...which is actually a sosy version of a rubber band
from a game called "dampa"?
and
how can you make your playmates drink gallons of juice
from your new pitcher and glasses set
without making them hate you?

haaaaayyyyyy ...

snap!

those are the days of my goofing.

enap olredi...
sigh!
hafta go back to work...
or else
i wouldn't see the light of day again.

my chinese name is
Kong Ming rui

*which means sharp, bright, brilliant.
wehehehe.sana nga.snort.

U can get yours here...
ripped this off from leidygaea.
thankies.

Pounding Headache

Why dost my head poundeth so?
Is it the noise?
The light?
The constant hammering of the Nickelodeon channel?
Why are the Rugrats such homely children?
Why does Angelica's mom talk out of the side of her mouth?
I don't know.
These questions plague me.
Why do people shop in places called "Barn"
Pottery Barn,
Dress Barn,
Are they cows?
Why do cows need to shop?
Are they slaves to labels?
Damn that incidious Pottery Barn catalog.
It draws me in.
My head poundeth.
Tylenol, my head is yours.

-poet who's pen name is Sylvia Plath

m on a block today.
i have the unpace-futile-perplexed syndrome tonight.
oh god.
i can't think sanely.

i feel useless.