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ex girlfriend,

how u been? i see you still determined to make my life a living hell.well, m close to my feet but i cant still see my knees.so, u still have my lil text message i sent ya. dat’s nice. i know there’s still a lot of those kinds of messages u’r itchin to post.and let the whole world know that my heart used to be in two places.i promised to myself i aint gon talk to you anymore but i guess i have to man-up.and m tellin u, i had so many things to say as much as u have in u.
i mean,i just cant see wut r u tryin to prove.is it because i dont bring u food anymore? is because i dont buzz u first everytime im online, is it because i dont call u but instead it’s always u dat’s callin me? or is it because of the unanswered message of apology? or maybe because u assumed dat chinggay’s bad mouthin u behind your back? yes, she did.and after you two became FRENEMIES, i thought everything’s good.i just cant see what made u go berzerk.wut’s up with u? i never fucked with u. i asked u to whack off and then u act like this. i thought u’r out of this? y are u keep on coming back? is there anything yet to prove? i can’t let u ruin another relationship at your expense. push my girlfriend again and i’ll swear to god this aint gon be here in blogs anymore.u read wut u read.u makin me wanna piss on your gates again. u were a LOL material then and u still are a LOL material now.infact we all look LOL in this. especially your boyfriend who’s tryin to be cute and charming.
c’mon brownie.. ur gf and i had our shares of mistakes.maybe she told u everything but hopefully, she really TOLD u EVERYTHING that u have to know.shit. u seem so happy that u’r part of this huh.welcome to the show.and thank you for coming out of retirement, brownie pansalin. now,with this me coming out just mean two things, worsen the blog fight or it’ll stop. i know ya’ll holdin onto sumthin precious in there i’m not askin u not to expose it. proceed if u want to.like it’s been pleasurable to ya’ll that u been droppin these napalms. cause after u ran out of things to expose,it’ll be dead. the air will stop and u know when we ended.so i encourage u to bring em all out and let the whole world knows that m a LIAR and how i SUCK as a BOYFRIEND.. it’s so obvious.and everybody can attest to dat. u know dat, my gurlfriend knows dat.it’s just dat,u been goin out here  like this is news to us.i maybe wrong sometimes but i doubt it.
ever since u txted me that u’r "free at last" it has never been the same, i became happy dat we became friends. at least, u lived up to the words u told me before.that u wanna make me happy and make up to all those things that u done to me because u’r so mad at me.i became excited that i even gave up all my pwords 2 u.
(which is an obvious dumb move right there.)well, it’s not because m tryin to impress u but because i trust u.i entrusted u everything and u never heard anythin bad from me.if i can just see this coming back then,
i couldn’t had  given u that. now it’s haunting me. we had shares of secrets that i’m still keeping here.and chose to keep it because m not da type of person dat’ll gon launch a secret give-away everytime everything went down ugly. those archived YM conversations will not lie.too bad for me i deleted everythin that involves u
and on my standpoint, u will use all those things against me.this has become a contest. a popularity contest maybe. i dunno.

i know u were never sorry at all when u said dat apology.u had ur part in this you dont have to blog-lash my girlfriend if u know dat everything’s not like wut u’r thinkin.u really want to pull me down huh?

so what’s next?
i have a possible content of the next issue. i know i’ve said those things. i will not deny it. it has already been said.
unfortunately, i dont remember em all word for word so i just rely on the pits of my memory and try to recall all those things. it wil just went down to this..
1.me wanting u back
2.i still cant move on
3.i still love you
4.i dun love my gurlfriend dat much
5 everything in between dat u can use against me.

what else?
i gave u a checklist and i know all of em will come out. and after dat, hopefully, u’ll feel good.
now on the issues. yes, i invited u on da bus.i toyed da idea of us hoppin on da same bus.but dont tell me, dat u didnt asked me to re consider everything now that ur dad cant go with u.u know wut we talked bout dat night. u want extreme lazy boi but m not biting it.then i just asked u to lemme know wut bus ya’ll be in and i’ll go wit u even with him or not. u texted me that afternoon."extreme junior" kami.i know it’s still a lil over my budget but u can ask my messenger.he booked the ticket for me. double aint available anymore so i ended up bein on da same bus with u.i know u’r bf knows dat.and i can see da concern in his face as soon as i went inside the bus and sit beside ur bf that looks like giving birth on his sitting position.and oh btw,i dint used the SHIRT. no, miss. i was on my black nike that night.maybe u cant remember the shirt of urs that’s still wit me. u didnt left it in our house.ur mom gave it to me. so dat i can use it when we slept over in your house. twas your 18th bday then.i just didnt returned it.
i assume dat your bf knows that we went out together.we were on da same trike when we went home. the kiss right there is sumthin dat i didnt expected. it’s no biggie for me cause i didnt asked for it. u know wut happenend.
i even said "sayang, di ako nkpag ready" m tipsy but i know wut m doin dat night.i’m gonna say it again. I NEVER ASKED FOR IT.and i dont know wut r u talkin bout when u said that "is that what he told u" cause that’s really what happened. u know dat

you dont have to be redundant and repeat things.like we’re bitter. cause once is enough.u dun have to flood. u got ur point across already.
u dont have to GLORIFY me as a liar cause ive been that. i already suffered da repercussions of bein one.i may not take the exams cause i dun need it. i can be a lawyer on my own. its just dat i dun do it for money. now i know that u’r not really sincere on dat apology that u made. it’s part-paranoia, it’s part-boredom.
aNd this lil quasimodo ryt here is just patiently waiting. now dat im here,
u can call a parade.
and showcase all my lies. m not tryin to look good and cum out squeaky clean.
it’s u that’s washin everything up.u made me a very good liar. u made me look bad. well m a bad-ass anyway.
just think bout this. after u’r done with all those bombings,u can go back window shopin for sum forums and blogs for u to rip and put in ur blogs like u took da credit.if wer’re bitter, u’r a BITER.u bite somebody’s else’s work.
ever heard of plagiarism?
well, dat makes u happy, we’re not gonna deprive u of dat.
u better check yourself and ask urself if u aint gott any part of this. u’r right. we’re on the "gettin to know each other again" stage.i know wut u’r capable of.
u’r a curse.
u know that and you know everythin between us is over.
you’ll run out of ammos anyway. cause after me, there should be no more.
u go drop those bombs and giggle at the same . u’r takin the board, for sure u dun wanna bring this along. cause i dun want u to blame me if something happened.
i still wish u da opposite.but sooner or later, we’ll see who da real preacher is.

i’ll always gon be the lying guy dat u know. at least chinggay inspired me to be honest. she knows everything bout me dat i didnt told u before. who knows, u can still use dat against me.but well, we all got our signals flipped. too much paranoia, too much speculating and i dont wanna get involved ever again. not even with your lil jungle tribe with chupacabra.
believe the lies. after all, u choose to believe the lies instead of the truth.
i’m out.

i’ll fix myself.i just wanna do right.
i’ll re decorate our "own lil perfect utopia" (as wut u say)

thank you for reading, mr and ms do-gooders on relationship.

                                                                                      cursed ex boyfriend

i feel so lazy today. so instead lettin my mouse browse for sumthin to cut and paste for this entry, i just let my fingers work the keyboards.
it’s been so slow. i’ve been window shopping for some blogs and forums for some  hours now.
i cant type the real words, phrases and sentences dat  can make me look good online. if only i have that vehicle to roll on the writer’s block, maybe i can’t suffer like this.
BOREDOM is really FATAL.
DAMN! i hope they sell blogs on CAMFROG.
i’ll trade my late night  load-hunting for that one. i mean, i suck at writing anyway so what better way to climb up the ladder is to BITE somebody else’s work.
yeah. that’s great. that’s a very good idea.
i’m bright. i know it. i used to be a second loser.
salutatorian aint bad. at least, m not the fourth runner up.
hopefully they’ll allow us to open our legs.. eerr our notes on the board exams.
i’ll interior decorate my blog.
wait, be back, i’ll help somebody get down on the vine. i think he’s  all tied up.
he never learn. i always tell him to use the gate but he still swing on them vines..
eeehhh.. u can never swing on them weight! hmmpp.

dear master disc,

i’ll type gently so that u’ll understand.
i wanna let u know that i’m always havin a rapid eye movement
every time u sit infront of my oculars
it goes funky.
every "caught" stares digs a deeper hole into my aeortas.
pls dont let me free.
i’ll wear what u want me to wear.
i’ll let u paint my face and laugh at me.
i’ll do da bunny pose and even the bunny hop
i’ll rock those tights.
pull me out of da bed in da middle of my sleep just to watch u brush your hair.
especially when u shake your money maker every after lunch.
‘ll stop talkin to da plants
i’ll trim down my ps2 games on 25 minutes everyday.
i’ll learn how to fold my clothes.
pin my lips into your forehead everytime you’re thirtsy.
jest me.
treat me like m da guy u gon meet next week.
and m’a treat u like the gurl m’a be with in my lifetime..

                                                                                             cooling out,
                                                                                             slave disc

i got a lotta beefs lately. minors and majors.but m glad that everything’s all smoof again. after all da bleeps and the profanities,it has gotta stop somehow
just remove your head phones and unshirt me. dat’s gon be my ice pack.
u know, just like in a movie where the couple had heat and the next tym u’ll see,  somebody’s packin their bags already.
but, no, that didnt happened to me. and not anytime soon. cause the next time m gon pack my bags is when m gon move to a place much farther as where am at now.
i’m like a moth and it’s my bright lights.
dont worry ya’ll, i’m still a pasaload away.
but that’s not just my beef. i’ve got so many issues that’s been botherin me
why is there a lotta parents still name their kids michael?
sht. i mean,i dun care how nostalgic those names are. for me they’re just too much.
i hope michael phelps wud be tha last athlete with the name of michael.
or else it wud be the michael that i know from manotoks.
so ugly.

right chinggay?

much more later..

something amazing happened to me last night.
i was playin my NBA LIVE ‘08 dynasty wit my hornets against an orlando team which still has jj reddick on its roster.
and man, rashard lewis were jackin threes at will. they even led after 1.
maybe the hoop gods’ two cents were on my joystick, they decided that
they cant just watch no more.

i know i was cruisin. i know i have to get my shooters involved.
not til peja stojakovic caught fire!
da yugoslavian dude pumped in 11 straight threes. includin 5 on consecutive possessions. all in transition!
he finished 13/17 on threes en route to 54 points.
his first miss just came in the two minute mark of the 4th. daymn.

now somebody tell me, is this just a video game?

cause i feel like, i taught peja how to shoot threes while on my couch.

this is insane.

…Thank you! yes! (kissin da trophy) another one of these bad boys.
well, wut can i say? i know this is long over due but i dun care.people are always asking me, ronmar,  how’d u do it? i just say dont stop believing on wut u think is da truth cause that makes me a ril gud liar.
Clearly, i’m da greatest liar out here alive and arguably one of da greatest of all time. i’m up there with the judases, the peters and the lolit solis’. and now as i look around on this room tonight, i realize that this is not bein bout the best liar
but the best whackest liar alive! plus i suck so it’s two for one. it’s feel like winning the rookie of da year award. twice. i purposely slept on da snooze button and just let those things just kept so well hidden but it leaked and it still made me win this award and certainly made me believe that it’s undeniable.

I’ m da GREATEST!

i wanna thank all the believers who never stopped believing me.
Including YOU.
my witnesses and accomplices for the wicked dishes and da set up. u know that i do lies and punch line on one move.
i wanna thank all those dudes who paid for my alcohol.
sony ericsson for drunk text messages.
lil wayne for the song lollipop and kurt angle for being the greatest sucker.
u’r da one who made me da great sucker dat i am today.

(you suck chants starts)

well, wut can i say? i’m da best.

in your face.
thank you.
this is special.

crazy week as always.topsy-turvy and munchy runchy… since when does the plus sign on a mobile number be reffered to as "positive" i mean, i talked to a random client last week and she was like, "heto pa ba number na gamit nya POSITIVE 63919678346?" i paused for a while and replied, "no ma’am, it’s POSITIVE 63917
NEGATIVE 754 NEGATIVE 5210". hope she got me on dat one… speakin on phone calls, i had a habit of passin da phone left to right(like lito lapid when he catch a gun in mid-air) before i answer a phone.and one time i didnt catched it. the manager’s on the other line. i’m toast…

our reliever went back to manila today.what a nice guy.the best things i found out bout him is he’s a BATANGAS VARSITARIAN.kewl! … anybody heard bout richard guttierez’ "bench: blackout" controversy? what contoversy? the only thing scandalous i see in there is his MAN BOOBS.i swear
the dude has a boob of a 14 yr girl.it’s undeveloped but it has to be covered by so-ens already.don’t worry, i still prefer bench boxers.just work it out a lil bit,man no heart evangelista this year.bad!…

the dark knight is shattering records everywhere. jack and rose musta been rollin on their graves twice while heath is beaming.m gon watch it hopefully this weekend…

5 days before beijing…

and dwyane wade has only 5 days to grow his hair back. he looks like a doped unborn fetus.(peace to sam casell, u know that u’r the original unborn fetus in the NBA). hopefully the americans get their gold.u heard that kobe, gold! cause that’s the closest thing u’ll get on a championship again…

so manny ramirez was traded to the dodgers.it’s a crazy thing considering he’s a regular fixture on the city of boston.i’m gon miss the dreads the way i misses johnny damon’s caveman look.ken griffey to the white sox? he’s already becoming a another washed-up superstar.bret farve remains retired and i think he’ll remain that way.no way green bay’s gon trade him and he play against them. there’s gona be whole lotta grudge when that happened.

it’s x games 14. and the other day i was watching the skateboard big-air competition. last year it was jake brown who fell 40 feet from the air and this year it’s danny way. i’ve never seen sumbody flip right before he landed.(he was hurt twice in this competition)i really think they must put cushions on the ramp.they losing a lot of teeth in there.big ups to bob burnquist for winning the gold…another sports scary injury.simon atkins of la salle hittin the back of his head on the wooden floor in araneta while attempting to get a charge call from a UE player.he landed so hard that his head bounced right back up.it’s more like of a 4 by 4 to da back of da head for me.
it definitely hurts.hope he’s alright.but it’s ateneo all da way,baby!…

m gon see the gurfie in 5 days.and i’m all hyped up.
i missed her so much and i know it’s gon be one hell of a rawnfest to remember.the last time i checked her,she’s on a  dress and she’s smokin. definitely the prettiest thing for me…more bunny pose for u bhie! see you in five days. reminder: my birthday is next year…

sal maseleka…sal maseleka…sal maseleka..

Have to borrow a deadman’s skin and flush out the energy. and now i
say, woimytology’s gettin its pelvic thrust back again. if not for sum
hardware issues, i’ll never know what m upset about. well, m on a diss
mode just like two actresses gettin it on a beauty shop.this
hate-mongering would not have survived a relatively conscious basic
design class…about 5 months ago. cause if not, i swear i’ll fockin
hurt ya’ll. i’ll break ya’ll freakin neck.  this is a fockin chokehold.
now go break it. am i serious? go figure.

FAGETS!!!

chill on dat spine. your ass is mine

in a week..