apologies to all. ive been kinda lost lately and its caused by so many things. one of which is the blowing of my computers power supply that is caused by the wrath of mother nature. kilat extremes, ika nga and i still dont know who to contact and have the thing fixed. right now im at a public hub making this post as to feed my hunger for blogging. its been like almost a month now that i have lost contact with the virtuAL world and i kinda miss it.

to update, im currently busy with the enrollment. hay! back to school. stressful yet fulfilling at the same time coz i get to see my friends again and as ive been blabbing about for the past two months, i miss them all so much.

ive got to say that this summer was the shortest yet the most unbearable of all the summers that i had in my life. i dont know how to say it but that is just the way that i look at it. i dont really exactly feel that the word "unbearable" is the appropriate term to use but...ungh! life is so...LIFE! hmpf.

im not gonna be able to include my signature in this post. dang it! bakit nagalit pa kasi si mother nature aT naghulog ng sandamukal na ulan at may kasama pang kidlat! to the extremes! ahay! til next post. much love and respect.

“hindi lahat ng gwapo ay lalake at hindi lahat ng magaganda ay babae”

in short, dont be fooled by the looks that they’ve got coz they are not jenny from the block. haha. xD

Philippines is known to be one of the world’s top texting countries across the globe. filipinos send an average million text messages in a day. and what do filipinos do when they register to the unlimited texting service that is the most famous service that all the networks (carriers) have? we send each other quotes of all kinds. from funny, to inspirational (friendship, love), bible verses, to green jokes, nasty critics, wacky impersonations, scene re-enactment, to almost anything that we could possibly think of.

and on this post, i am sharing my top 10 forwarded messages that i have received for the past 2 weeks. check ‘em out.

“dont ever forget your old friends when new ones get added. remember: a new broom may sweep clean, but an old brush knows all the corners”

“nakakatuwang isipin na halos lahat ng tao gustong mapunta sa langit, wala namang gustong mauna!” (its funny when almost everybody wants to go to heaven, but none of them wants to go first)

“sometimes you have to give up everything, not because you are in love…but because na hold-up ka!”

“gathered in a large hall, an angel asked us to write down all our sins before we go to heaven but before i could start, i laughed when i heard you shout from across the hall saying: EXTRA PAPER PLEASE!”

“ive changed. im no longer a prince. sad isnt it? i just found out that my parents are greek. therefore, i must be a god! haha!”

“kung ang taong gusto mo ay may gusto nang iba, TANDAAN: CONTINENTAL DRIFT THEORY. kung ang mga isla ay naghiwa-hiwalay, sila pa kaya?”

“just a thought: LEAD ME NOT INTO TEMPTATION, FOR I ALREADY KNOW THE WAY!”

“kung pinagpalit ka ng mahal mo sa buhay sa isang pangit, EWAN ko nalang…mag move-on ka nalang, wala tayong laban sa true love!”

“Doraemon once told Nobita: the only person that can make us totally happy is the person that made us feel totally lonely…simple, yet makes sense.”

“years ago, you came into this world NAKED and SCREAMING. but now, things have changed. when you’re naked, somebody else does the SCREAMING.”

these are just a few of the million SMS that an average pinoy that owns a phone sends in a day. most of the time, they forward messages to start a conversation or just simply, to brighten up someone’s day. when people dont converse that much, this is our own way of having fun. sending messages. hehe. peace out.

as ive posted this morning, i went to my doctor to have my genitals/privates checked coz there is really something wrong with it and i was down right true.

the doctor said i have this "bukol" surrounding my private part and it is causing an infection on my skin that causes it to secrete a puss-like substance, which is not really that foul-smelling like the one i had when i had this fistula up my butt.

before i forget, i would like to apologize to whoever might read this post because most of the contents of this are gruesome and disgusting to hear. sorry, i cant help it. i have to blog it so that, in the future, whenever i get the chance to re-read my old posts, it will remind me of what obstacles life has given me and how i manage to escape from it thanks to my doctors and to my parents who are so supportive of me to allow me to have regular visits with my doctors (both for my surgery and the sickness that i have inherited from them).

moving on, my doctor (MR. RODOLFO JANDOC, which i would like to give credit because without him, i would still have that fistula up my ass right now and i wont be able to sit down comfortably on a chair, making this post), gave me some sort of an antibiotic to make the "bukol" disappear in my system. he said that it was just a normal bukol that i may have acquired through sitting in a very disturbing position (for my privates) or through something that i have ate that caused it or extensive sexual activities, which i doubt would be the main reason why i got this bukol coz frankly speaking, i havent had sex since last Septemeber or some time in the last quarter of last year.

about the puss-like substance, well, as ive said, it has been triggered by an infection due to extensive scratching of my privates (without washing my hands). to give a solution to that problem, he prescribed with me an ointment/cream that would eventually, heal my damaged skin and bring back its natural state in two weeks or so. im sad to say, i had a hard time looking for that cream as to there is limited or it is not available in most of the pharmacies in Dumaguete. i would have to widen my search for that cream coz i have to have it (my privates) checked again in two weeks time. maybe tomorrow, i would have to go the nearest city up north to search for this cream. if i still cant find it, then i would have to go back to him as soon as i can to give me an alternative remedy to my ever so loving skin.

about my surgery wound, well, he said that it was ok. he adds that it was normal for the wound to release puss every now and then since he left it open after the surgery and made it shut close just by steaming it and applying denatured alcohol to the area. man, that experience made me go through hell. if you want to know how it feels when your skin makes contact with denatured alcohol, try to put a single drop at the back of your palm. it will give this burning feeling that you cant understand and all you can think of doing is just scream and cry out for help.

that is in your case, if you wanna try out and experiment what i have just instructed you. but for me? i bit my arm, rolled around in bed, clutched my butt like its the last thing that i can hold on to and moan until the pain subsides. they have to apply at least a spoon full of that thing up my ass. it not only makes contact to my open wound, it also makes contact to my undamaged skin and my asshole.

recall: i said it will you give you a burning feeling.

well, it gave me a taste of hell. it did not only cause me to lie down in bed for hours after it is applied, i have to walk like a duck for week coz it burned up my skin and i have to heal it back the natural way which will take you weeks to accomplish and man, it made me useless for a couple of months. i can barely move freely around, all i can do is just lie down in bed, get up when i need to answer the call of nature or take my meals and i have to go back again to bed to recuperate and rest.

i dont think i can call this the bright side, but a side effect to all these was that, i gained weight. only a couple of pounds though coz my other doctor gave me a very strict diet because during my second operation, they found out that i was diabetes and it caused my first operation to fail. so, what i was forced to do was eat only a cup of rice and a cup of something that would fill my stomach and that is just it. then, i take up four maintainance meds (which is now reduced to three kinds, thank God) and i have to have my glucose level and BP checked regularly. the funny thing was, i get to check my own sugar because my father has his own glucometer and i get to learn to face my fear of pricking myself and see my cute little fingers bleed temporarily.

now, i think i can consider myself a part-time nurse coz not only that i check my glucose level, i also check my own BP. haha. it pays off though and is an advantage you see coz we dont have to call off someone from work at the local health center to have mine, my dad's and my mom's glucose and BP levels because we can check it ourselves. haha. less expenses. :)

well, that is just about enough about it. i have shared more than what i have intended to for my fingers just cant stop tapping the keyboard and my brain just wont stop telling them to tap down everything that it thinks. haha. i hope il get a good night's sleep and so do you, whoever you are who might be reading this. haha. love you all. peace out. :)

this morning, without realizing it, i have made my 100th post. wohoo! thanks to the "frog princess", she made me think of celebrating and marking my 100th post here on my blog. all i can say is, wow. i cant believe i already posted a hundred stuff here. well, just like her, most of them are non sense and are purely of my own opinion. nobody has to be hooked up to it or get involved or whatever, coz this spot right here, is mine. this is my place of zin and peace and nobody can change that.

wow. again, wow. im at awe right now. i cant think of anything to write. im blank as of the moment. but dont worry. as long as my fingers are tapping the keyboard, it means that it wont stop unless my brain tells it to.

how to make this post special, eh? hmpf...ive been thinkning, i have collected over a thousand SMS in my phone. most of them are jokes, some are inspirational (love or friendship), some are bible verses (and believe me when i ask myself "why am i keeping this kinda stuff?" coz really, i dont even know the answer...hahaha!) and everything else in between.

what i love to keep are mostly those messages that, after a couple of months that it has been sent to me, when i read it again, it just wont fail to make me laugh. for instance, i kept this message about "Modernong Salawikain" wherein, they change most of the main though of the original Salawikain and turned them into hilarious yet, realistic points of view. dont get what im saying? well, here are some of them which i picked right out of my phone.

here are some of the twisted versions of some of the Salawikain:

"Ang tao'ng hindi marunong magmahal sa sariling wika, sa call center naglipana." (original version: "ang tao'ng hindi marunong magmahal sa sariling wika ay mas mabaho pa sa malansang isda.")

"Ang lalaking gipit, sa bakla kumakapit." (original version: "ang tao'ng gipit, sa patalim kumakapit.")

"papunta ka pa lang. sige! ingat!" (original version: "papunta ka pa lang, pabalik na ako!")

"when the cat is away, tawagin mo lang. sabihin mo: "ming, ming, ming, ming, ming!" malamang, babalik yan." (original version: "when the cat is away, the mouse will play")

"Practice makes perfect. but nobody is perfect, so why practice?" (original version: "practice makes perfect.")

come to think of it, some of the views that the people who twisted these "salawikain" are true. for instance, i would have to agree on the 2nd salawikain that i have featured in this post. "ANG LALAKING GIPIT, SA BAKLA KUMAKAPIT." im not basing my opinions through my experiences. its just that, most of the guys here (in Dumaguete) are bayaran. instead of hitting on girls, they hit on gay people. well, not all gay people, frankly speaking, coz i cant imagine myself being hit by a couple of random guys in just one night and paying them off with a couple of bucks that are technically, my allowance that my parents gave me so that i can survive a day in the big city because i have classes in seperate time brackets and living 45 minutes away from home, is not that easy as it sounds. i wont make further comments on this salawikain as i might brew up something which i dont intend to happen. peace out to all those who got hit by my truck. sorry, didnt see you down there. :)

well, ive got nothing else to say. im just so amazed of the fact this post is going to be my 102nd post for my entire blogging life and i am again proud to say that this post is crap. haha. i dont really care actually, whoever comes around my blog; read, comment if you want to, and then leave. haha. hope you enjoyed or got pissed by my post. i didnt mean to. :)

wow. im ending this post coz i think it will cost me an entire page just to post everything that i have written down (rather finger-tapped down) which is pure non-sense. happy 100th post to me. 100th more to go or even more. stay with me, whoever you are. there is more where this came from. :) peace. love you all.

Nanay: inday, ano ba ang gusto mo paglaki mo? (inday, what do you want to be in the future?)

Inday: when i grow up, i wanna be famous, i wanna be a star, i wanna be in movies, i wanna see the world, drive nice cars, i wanna have groupies, be on TV, people know me, be on magazines...fresh and clean, numbah 1 chick when i step up on the scene.

Nanay: be careful what you wish for coz you just might get it, you just might get it, you just might get it!

wahahahahahahahahahaha! hilarious! this scene was adapted from the pussycat dolls song "when i grow up".

first thing's first...i need to have my privates checked. i think there is something wrong with it. i made this post so early because i know by the time i come back from Dumaguete, to buy meds and as ive said, have my genitals checked, i wont be able to use the computer coz by then, my brother would be hogging the pc playing dark orbit. i hate that fact so much, i just laugh at myself when i end up in an argument with him.

next, i have to pack my things. this coming weekend, we are going to Cebu coz my folks have to attend a wedding. id be just tagging along, adding up to the expenses that my father is gonna waste money on, from the hotel, to the food, gasoline for the van, and probably everything else in between those stuff.

another thing that bothers me is that...will i ever live to tell the story of my life? well, i think i dont have that much time to tell the whole world about the misadventures of boy tikwa being the yellow baboon. gosh. i cant stop thinking about my future...which i doubt that i have one.

one of the few things that bothers me too is that insomnia keeps on attacking me like a deadly aedis egypti...for shorter and more comprehendable term, DENGUE. ive been sleeping so late, like beyond 12pm late, these past few days. my latest was at 2am and woke up at 4am. ungh. it just wont stop and i dont know what to do about it. sigh. might as well hug the mug and enjoy coffee with crackers...midnight snacking is a trend im gonna promote and that's it.

i think i mispelled "aedis aegypti"...who cares. haha. til here. woot! :)

this time, i want a 3 column layout. but i cant find a good one to replace this work of art. hmpf.

well, i finally got them. it was today that they are distributing them. i was quite impressed though coz i never experienced any difficulties in getting my grades. i just walked in to the room where they distributed ours (they have several departments, like 5 or 6 in different classrooms) and left. i was with yan2, she too got her grades, and as she expected it, she had a mark that is not so pleasing to the eyes. she got an INC (Incomplete grade, meaning, her instructor did not submit her grades to the registrar yet) and she was a bit of expecting it too, so it was not so harsh of a news for her.

as for me, i got a RETAKE and an NA (not attending). haha. honestly, i was not expecting the RETAKE mark, i only thought that my instructor would give me an INC mark but, heck! he gave me a RETAKE mark. my grade was not enough to make it to the cut-off that's why i had the RETAKE mark. ungh. what a bummer. as for the NA mark, i was already expecting it. our instructor, who happens to be our adviser as well, is so bitchy i just cant stand her, even though i should respect her because she is our adviser or whatever.

another thing i hate about the masscom faculty, is that iraqi import MR. SAMI KHAYAT a.k.a. "SIR F***". the reason why we call him that? his surname is a deeper term for F*** in bisaya and man, his attitude is way worse than our adviser (MS. JOY G. PEREZ a.k.a. "happiness") because he acts like a know-it-all when in fact, he is not. he only teaches us masscom people 2 subjects in our lifetime which are GRAPHICS AND IN-DESIGN and DESKTOP PUBLISHING.

why i hate him? i cant understand a single word he says. yes, he speaks english but its so slurry and has this distinct accent of his. add them both, plus wrong choices of english words to define something, equals headache. and oh, by the way...he's a nuclear scientist. no kidding. he said somehting about being chased by the authorities (back in iraq) because the authorities are thinking that he is making a nuclear bomb or something that is hidden somewhere underground or whatever. well, that's what he said, but i dont believe him. i just think he is sick in the head. haha.

going back, he has the nerve to tell a student that he/she does not belong in a certain course for reasons that he/she flunks in a subject or two and may i ask, does he have the right to do that? come to think of it, he is not a regular facluty member of my course and to share, ehem...he did it to me.

"you do not belong here to masscom. if you want cooking you go to HRM or if you want, you enroll in I.T. if you want to make gems (games) or hack a computer or something. you go else where, you are lazy and you are fat. the course dont like you so better go away and shift..."

that's what he said to me some time last year when i was talking to "happiness" about the probabilities of my being able to have my internship this summer, which didnt happen because she didnt allow me, even though i pass the requirements for the internship (have at least 90 units, passed advanced news writing and am happy to tell you, i passed broadcast journalism) but still, she thinks that i dont deserve to have my internship this summer and she won. i gave up. what's the point arguing with the adviser? its like hitting yourself in the head with a hammer. hmpf. such a bummer, really.

that's why im planning every small detail, from the subjects that i am going to take in a specific semester to the place that i am going to have my internship, hopefully, by next summer and other serious stuff coz im getting tired of school and i dont want to disappoint my folks further. i have done so much to disappoint them and i dont want to add more to the list because it will just make things worse and more complicated. sigh.

at sa una'ng pagkakataon, ako ay magpo-post in tagalog. kasi naman po, binigyan ako ng award ng dakilang prinsensang palaka. at ang aking awardness? eto poh..

Blogger friendship award and rules:

1. place the banner/logo on your blog
2. add a link to the blog who gave you the award
3. nominate at least 7 other blogs
4. add links to the blogs that you have nominated
5. let them know by leaving a comment (shout) on their blog

maraming salamat prinsensang palaka. at sa mga bibigyan ko ng award na toh...well, hindi ko na ito pwede ibigay uli sa palaka na nagbigay sa akin nito, kaya, ibibigay ko nalang ito sa mga natitirang tao sa links ko. kay carla mimoy (grade two), ta mavz (alipin ng kahirapan), bea (the chronicles of bea), dadutz (the extraordinary, kuya junrell (though hindi pa kami linked but im gonna do that soon), to my supah fwend kakaamz (who's blogs are all over the web) and lastly, to myself...aw? haha. im giving the other side of myself to shine.

sorry, i know limited people sa blog world and never cease to amaze me that somehow, in one way or another, people are connected through the web. aw? ahay. sorry. to those i nominated, i think you know how to get the award, just go get it...ok? hehe. much love and respect.