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MOVED!!!!!!!!

2008-11-12T00:50:00.001+08:00

Hyes. I've moved. Please update your links. XD

---> http://crazyoveromi.com/blog

2008-08-06T00:40:00.001+08:00

ish being very emo. my eyes is all blotchy and stuff because i just cried. yes. i cried. i guess everything just feel apart and i can't keep this front anymore. crying felt good....

D:

2008-07-24T14:51:00.003+08:00

No one reads my blog anymore anyway. So I guess I can say anything that I want now without other people telling me that I'm just bitter and etc etc.

Yes. I admit. I have issues. Who doesn't anyway? At least I try to work on them anyway. When I have the time. It's like you're spinning and spinning and spinning and then suddenly you would come into an awkward stop. Like everything just freezes and then suddenly you didn't know what you're gonna do next. Its like being suspended on air and you have no idea how to go back down.

I feel tired. So tired. People have no idea how hard it is. People think that drawing and coloring and designing are sooooooo easy compared with solving math problems or memorizing formulas. IT'S NOT THAT FUCKING EASY. I hate how narrow minded these people are. Let's see them try drawing or designing something then we'll see who'll have the last laugh. It's not like we only use our hands to do artwork, we also use our minds and our hearts. That's why, FUCK YOU.

I wish I wouldn't have to bother with other people anymore. They just add to all the stress and the pressure. I wish I could block it all away. I wish all I could hear was music. The only thing that calms me. Yes, I have friends. YES. I LOVE THEM. BUT... I really don't want to add anymore stress in my life. I want to help them. Make them realize stuff and etc. But it's really stressful. I'm so tired of helping people. =_= (I can't believe I just said that....)

HINT:
Love triangle among my friends. Too bad. The one being liked doesn't have an idea nor does he/she have any interest in that kind of thing now.

My family's also add to the stress. I feel like I'm about to scream my head off. Sigh.

Changes

2008-06-24T13:58:00.002+08:00

Ok. Before I officially start my work. Here's some lists.

Stuff I wanna buy:
1. NINTENDO DS LITE <3
2. PSP <3
3. New accessories. <3 Like earrings and other stuff.
4. Something for my lovely iPot. <3
5. A new bag perfect for my gimmiks. <3

Stuff I wanna do:
1. Draw artsies. <3 LOTS.
2. Customize my shoes. <3 coz it's so fuglay.
3. Add some new songs to my iPot. <3 too outdated already.
4. Customize my headphones.<3 Just wanna try. Ahihi
5. Clean my super cluttered stuffs. <3
6. Dye my hair orange, yelloow and red streaks. <3
7. Learn how to play my Dylan. <3
8. Write a collab with toche. <3
9. Think of a way to earn money. <3
10. Give away gift artsies to my beloveds. <3

For now. That's the list. XD

crap

2008-05-14T23:43:00.002+08:00

I wanna cry. I really do. I think I'm having a breakdown. I want to hide from the world. I wanna runaway. Far away. Away from everyone and their judgmental crap. Fuck them. I hope they burn in hell. No offense, but almost everyone here in this FUCKING country is like that. They're idiots. Crap. I wanna cry. To ease this pain in my chest. Crap. I wanna put orange streaks in my hair. I wanna paint my nails in the color that I want. I want. I want. I just wish people would just shut up. They don't know me like they think they do. They don't really know how I feel. They don't know what I want. They think they know everything. I just wish everyone would just shut the FUCK up. I wish they would stop controlling me as if they OWN me. I wish they would just pick up their own CRAP and shove it BACK INTO THEIR FUCKING ASSES.

What the HELL?

2008-05-13T22:38:00.002+08:00

Yes. What the HELL.... WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING?

I have no fucking idea. I'm so lost. I don't know who I am anymore.

Vacation(finally)

2008-04-19T17:30:00.002+08:00

Yes. At long last. Vacation!!!! My usual idea of vacation is usually doin' nothing at all. But this summer would be different. There's so much stuff that's needed to be done since I'll be a SENIOR next term. I've got, I think a year and a few months before I graduate? I need to be active this time if I wanna make my dreams come true in the near future. xD

List to do:
1. Finish our MANGA entry for Mangaholix's M3CON 10 paged manga contest. (OMG I can't wait for monday. xDDD That's when we'll be getting started. XD)
2. I owe so many people some art so yeah. I'm gonna also be busy drawing. xD
3. Find OJTs!!!! /scream
4. Make samples for my minishop in gaia. xD
5. Clean my stuff. (sheesh. I haven't cleaned for 2 terms already. -_-;;;)
6. Spend some time with my pals. xDDD Awwww... XDDD

For now, that's it. My vacation's too short to fit in more stuff to do. >_<

BTW, I got in the dean's list. Lucky duck.

T_T

2008-03-27T09:05:00.002+08:00

愛情定格 LYRICS

天空　沒顏色　時間　隱形了
寂寞在心中翻跟斗
認識的你已經不同

明天　怎麼呢　我們　怎麼了
現在看照後鏡的我
在淚光裡　動也不動

如果愛可以攝影　底片是多少厘米
每一格都是記憶　但對不起　我在哪裡

我和你　看著天亮　說著未來　打著雨傘　穿著毛衣　
聽著鋼琴　笑著吃飯　鬧著分手　哭著寫信　
過去　都在眼睛裡瞬間暫停
我愛你　像個孩子　一樣任性　像個大人　一樣傷心　
世界上　有多少的人　跟我一樣　為了愛情掉淚　
然後　走下去　

是我　愛記得
可是　該忘了　
坐在　地鐵中　想著　以後

God must really hate me.

2008-03-10T10:32:00.002+08:00

Yes. I think He does. Coz everything always goes wrong. I feel like a failure every time something happens. I feel like I'm cursed.

F***. Part 2.

2008-03-06T21:33:00.002+08:00

The one thing that I hate the most is being WEAK. I hate my weaknesses. It makes me feel stupid. It makes me feel so vulnerable. It makes me feel worthless... Someone who's not worth fighting for... someone not worthy to love. =(

Why is it that today felt like everyone's out to get me? Like I'm the butt of everyone's joke? Am I that fun to joke about? =( I hate my life. I hate my prof. I hope he fucking burn in hell. I hate the fuckers around me. I hate being weak...

F***.

2008-03-04T22:42:00.003+08:00

I hate times like these. Times that everything is just wrong and you feel like the whole world is against you. Right now, I feel like I'm being hated by the whole world... even the the 'dust' hates me. Why? Why, oh why? I feel so weak. So powerless... I feel like everything that gives me joy has been taken away from me. I feel like people hate me. I feel so sad. So alone. I feel so unloved.... :( I don't even know myself anymore...

Since when did I changed so much? When have I stop being someone passionate? Since when have I became so selfish? When have I lost my innocence? The type of innocence wherein just the simplest things could make my week? What am I now? Who the hell am I? What the fuck do I really want anyway? Aurgh. I hate life. I hate them.

I hope everyone would just fucking go away. Far far away....

I FEEL LIKE SHIT.

I Was Right

2008-03-01T19:25:00.000+08:00

One of the best damn songs of this time.

Sadist... or Maso? [in other words Seme or Uke]

2008-02-22T06:48:00.003+08:00

waw. OMG. Uke pala ako.....

.... never ko inexcpect... waw.... xD

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Para Sa Mga Matitigas Ang Ulo

2007-11-12T17:17:00.000+08:00

How To Stop Blame And Find Your Personal Power
(Note: This is Part 7 of the 8-Part Series, How To Get Rid Of Bad Habits Now!)

Warning: You will be shocked.
These next three stories will make your jaw drop to the floor in total bewilderment that these absurdities actually happen in real life.
Story #1:
Mrs. Kathleen Robertson of Texas was in a furniture store. She tripped over a toddler and broke her ankle. So she sued the store owners. The store owners were surprised because the misbehaving toddler was Mrs. Kathleen Robertson’s own son! But she won the case and was awarded $80,000.
Story #2:
Carl Truman of Los Angeles was stealing hubcaps from a Honda Accord. He didn’t realize that the driver was inside the car. As the driver drove off, Carl’s hand was caught under the tire. What did the thief do? He sued the owner. The court awarded him $74,000 plus medical expenses.
Story #3:
Terrence Dickson of Pennsylvania robbed a house and was leaving through the garage. But he found himself locked in the garage. Because the family was on vacation, he was trapped there for 8 days, living on a case of Pepsi and dog food. Yes, Terrence sued for the undue mental anguish he experienced during those 8 days. And would you believe? He won the case to the tune of $500,000.
Absurd?
All these true-to-life stories tell you one thing: People like to blame others for their own mess. And society supports this bankrupt pattern of thinking!

My Sixty-Four Million Dollar Question

Are you blaming others or are you taking charge?
Here’s what I learned in life: You can’t do both.
I urge you—stop complaining about your mess and make things happen!
In John Maxwell’s book, Failing Forward, he asked the question, “What is common among all successful people in the world?”
1. Is it their Family Background? Many came from great families, but others came from broken families too.
2. How about Education? Sure, there are many college graduates who became successful. But there are a number of very successful people who didn’t even graduate from high school. There are 222 Billionaires in the entire world, and 10% of them are college dropouts. (Including the richest man in the world, Bill Gates.)
3. Is it Religion? I wish I could say that only those who are real disciples of Jesus are successful in life. But that’s not true. Because there are also devoted Muslims, Buddhists, and Hindus who lead lives of love, excellence, and abundance. And Atheists too!
If it’s not these three things, what then is common among all successful people?

You Can Be Successful!

The only thing that’s common to all successful people is how they respond to failure: They take charge.
Every successful person in the world responds to failure positively.
They bounce back.
They don’t whine, complain, or blame. Instead, they stand up and fix it.
They take responsibility.
Unsuccessful people, on the other hand, are Expert Blamers.
You’ll also discover that all addicts are Expert Blamers.
They will never take charge. They will never say, “I’m in charge. Depending on what I choose, my life can be very beautiful or very ugly.” Because addicts believe that others are to blame for their problem.
Expert Blamers blame three favorite things…
1. Another Person
2. The Devil
3. God
Find out who you blame the most…

First Favorite Thing To Blame:
Another Person

Adam and Eve represent all the Unsuccessful People in the world. Because they were Expert Blamers.
When God asked, “Have you eaten from the tree that I commanded you not to eat from?” Adam said, “The woman you put here with me—she gave me some fruit from the tree, and I ate it.”[1]
In other words, the woman is to blame!
And if you study history, men have always blamed women for everything that has gone wrong in the world. (I think the scientific word for this phenomenon is Jerkhood.)
What’s the truth?
Many of the problems of this world are really a problem of manhood.
Larry Crabb says the same thing. He says the world is in a catastrophic mess right now because of one sin: The silence of Adam. (That’s the title of his intriguing book.) He says Adam didn’t protect his wife Eve. Instead, Adam remained silent. He should have said, “Sweetheart, what are you doing talking to that slimy Mr. Snake? I’m your husband and I will not just stand here while he lies to you and robs you. I will protect you. Stand back while I whack that creature on its head.”
Men have not taken responsibility for the spiritual life of their families.
Men have not been aggressive enough to care for their wives, their children, and their communities.
What do men do? They earn the money and do nothing else. Thinking that’s all there is to being a man, they live their own little selfish life with a beer bottle in one hand and a TV remote on the other.

When You Blame Other People,
You Give Them Your Power And Become Powerless

One day, I had the uncomfortable task of confronting a guy—a member of our community—when we found out he was having an affair.
Without warning, I visited his home.
“What happened, my friend?” I asked him.
Immediately, he knew I knew. Like a cornered cat, he became defensive.
“Bo, if you knew my wife,” he said, “you too would commit adultery. Each day, I’d come home from work tired and exhausted, and I get nothing but a nagging wife upset about this and upset about that. Every single night!”
That was not all. After blaming his wife, he began to say, “And you know why I fell, Bo? Because of you…”
“Wha…?” Shucks, I wish someone took a photograph of my facial expression at that precise moment.
“Bo, I’m a member in your community,” he continued, “But you don’t call me. You don’t visit me at home. You don’t follow me up. That’s why I fell…”
He was Adam resurrected.
With that kind of blaming mindset, he would never change his life.

Second Favorite Thing To Blame:
The Devil

Can I tell you one of my original bedtime stories? (If you’re a father of hyperactive boys, you probably have your own made-up stories as well.)
It is about TheLegend of Mugaboo.
One day, in an otherwise pleasant forest inhabited by many happy animals, an eerie sound was heard. From a cave up on a cliff, all the animals could hear a menacing voice. “I’m Mugabooooo! I’m Mugaboooo!” the voice said again and again.
All the animals scampered in fright like mice on a shiny kitchen floor. The little birds took flight, the monkeys climbed to the tallest trees, and even the lions hid in their caves.
“Bring me fruits now!” the same voice ordered, “Or else!”
The animals went to the opening of that cave, trembling in fear, bringing apples, oranges, berries to Mugaboo.
And the next day, they heard the same voice again. And the animals would bring fruit to the cave on the cliff again.
And the day after that, it happened again.
Thus began a ritual that lasted for many years.

The Turtle Who Wasn’t Afraid

In that same jungle was a spunky little turtle named Benedict who wasn’t afraid. (Just in case you don’t know, that’s the name of my son. That’s “Story-Telling Strategy 101 for Parents”.) Because he had doubts about the Legend of Mugaboo. He wondered why each day, his parents, grandparents, uncles, and aunts were slaving themselves collecting fruit for this monster.
“Has anyone ever seen this beast we are all afraid of?” he asked. So far, no one has ever told him that they had seen the monster. But everyone had a scary story to tell.
The monkeys spoke of terrifying shadows inside the cave that shifted like the wind. The deer and antelopes spoke of hearing eerie footsteps in the night. And the bears, tigers, and lions spoke about how large and fearsome Mugaboo must be—possibly a bear, tiger, and lion put together!
And as these stories circulated, Mugaboo’s power grew stronger by the day.
That was when Benedict said, “Enough is enough. I will go into this mysterious cave and see what Mugaboo looks like.”

When Courage Sets An Entire Forest Free

Early one morning, Benedict climbed up the cliff and crept into the cave.
Except for its funnel shape, it was a normal looking cave. And except for half-eaten fruits inside, he found it empty.
So he pulled his legs and head back into his shell, and waited for the monster to appear. After two hours of waiting in the darkness, he heard footsteps. And immediately, he felt a cold chill run through his spine.
Mugaboo had arrived!
And then he heard the words he always heard each day, “I’m Mugaboooo! Give me fruits now!”
But this time, from inside the cave, the voice didn’t sound so menacing at all.
In fact, it sounded oddly familiar.
Benedict popped his head out and was shocked to see a little squirrel shouting to the top of his lungs.
And then he understood why. Because of the cave’s unique funnel shape, it made the cave a giant megaphone. Everything said here—even the slightest whisper—was amplified throughout the forest.
Benedict knew the squirrel’s name too. And it wasn’t Mugaboo—But Kookoo, a squirrel already known for his mischief.
So Benedict, from behind the squirrel, shouted also to the top of his voice, “I’m Kokoo… Oops! Er, I mean, I’m Mugaboo!”
Kookoo turned around in shock to see the turtle behind him. His secret was now gone! Fearing for his dear life, Kookoo darted out of the cave—and out of the forest—never to be seen ever again.
Benedict crawled out of the cave amidst the cheering animals, chanting “Benedict the Great!”
Because of courage, the forest was free again.

The Devil Is Running On Borrowed Power

In the Garden of Eden, these words were spoken: Then the Lord God said to the woman, “What is this you have done?” The woman said, “The serpent deceived me, and I ate.”
After all these centuries, nothing much has changed. People still say, “The devil made me do it!”
There are people who find the devil hiding behind every corner, tempting us, oppressing us. People like blaming demons for everything—a flat tire, a migraine, a sick child, a divorce, a loss of job, a business failure, an adulterous relationship.
But here’s the truth: Just like Kokoo, the Devil operates on borrowed power.
Whose power? Yours. Unless you give your power to the devil, he will have no power over you.
Because his power is based on a lie.
Because his power is based on your fear.
The more fear we have of him, the more power he has over us.
Friend, here’s the truth: You have power over the devil.
Why? Because you’re a child of God.
Chisel this on stone: Blaming the devil for our problems is useless.
Stop doing it.
In fact, he likes that you blame him. By making himself bigger, he has power over your life.
Instead, be like Benedict the turtle. By your courage to take charge, you will free yourself—and others as well.

Third Favorite Thing To Blame:
God

Adam said, “The woman you put here with me—she gave me some fruit from the tree, and I ate it.”[2]
What was he saying? That God—who created the woman—is to blame!
Here are true-to-life scenarios…
· A single woman emailed me. She told me she was having an affair with a married man. She ended her letter by saying, “May tampo ako kay Lord (I have a grudge against God). Why did this happen? Why did God allow me to fall in love with this man?” I wrote back to her, “God gave you the ability to fall in love with anyone when He made you a human being. But no, God did not make you fall in love with this married man. You chose that to happen.”
· A man came up to me and said that he has been smoking for 30 years and now has emphysema. He asked me, “Why did God make me sick?” I told him bluntly, “God did not make you sick. Cigarettes do.”
· A young woman cried to me one day, telling me she was 3-months pregnant by her boyfriend—who was now nowhere to be found. Her parents still didn’t know. She then asked me, “Why is God punishing me? Why did He give me a baby?” I told her, “God isn’t punishing you. Sex makes babies.”
· A married couple asked me for prayers, “Bo, we’re heavily in debt. And we’re mad at God. Why is He abandoning us?” Later on, I discovered that they liked eating in fancy restaurants twice a week, and they liked wearing designer clothes, and they liked driving a beautiful car—all bought with borrowed money. I told them, “God did not make you poor. You’re financially poor because you’re financially illiterate.”
When you blame others, when you blame the devil, and when you blame God, you’re saying, “I’m a helpless victim of circumstance. I’m not in control. I’m not in charge.”

Learned Helplessness

When I was in Indonesia, I rode an Elephant for the first time.
What an experience to be on top of that beautiful animal.
But here’s what amazed me more: How could a 6-ton beast be held captive by a flimsy rope tied to his foot? All he had to do was sneeze hard enough and the rope would snap. But like a tiny puppy, the elephant would just stay there.
Later, I found out why.
When the elephant was a tiny baby, that rope was strong enough to hold him captive.
At the beginning, little jumbo pulled and pulled against the rope—but all in vain. Finally, the baby elephant concluded that all effort was useless.
So even when he grew in size and power—and can now actually cut that rope with a careless jerk of its foot—it won’t. Why? Because the rope isn’t tied to its body. The rope is tied to its mind.
This phenomenon is called “Learned Helplessness” and it doesn’t only happen to elephants. It also happens to human beings. After many failed attempts, we give up. And we blame the rope for our misery.
Friend, what are the ropes in your life?
Remember: It’s not tied to your body. It’s tied to your mind. So you can’t untie it in reality without untying it in your mind first.
You can do that only through the opposite of Learned Helplessness…

Learned Power!

If there’s such a thing as “Learned Helplessness” , then there’s the phenomenon of “Learned Power”. God has supplied you the power to change your life—you just have to discover it within you.
Learned Helplessness happens one day at a time.
Learned Power happens one day at a time too.
But many Christians will tell me, “Bo, that smells like ‘willpower’ Christianity. That doesn’t work. We need to depend on God alone.” I’ve also met Christians who tell me, “Bo, I’ve tried my best to stop my sin. It doesn’t work. I’ve tried ‘willpower’ Christianity and failed miserably. So I’m now just surrendering everything to God…”
Hey, that’s fine—if “surrendering” means depending on God.
He is the source of all blessings.
But listen well: God’s infinite blessing will have to flow through a channel, and one of His major channels is through your will. Because God works through your choices.
And by the mere fact that He gave you freewill, don’t you think He wants you to use it? Or is it some sick tool He gave you to prove that no matter how much you use it, it won’t work? (Gosh, if that were true, God is cruel.)
The Bible says that you are blessed with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly world[3]. I believe that. And I believe that includes the power to decide to change your life one day at a time.

Break The Rope One Strand At A Time

If I tied a single strand of thread around your two hands, would you be able to break free? In a snap, right?
But what if I tied your hands with one hundred strands of thread—would it be as easy?
No it won’t. Brute strength would be useless.
You need a strategy: You need to cut one piece of thread at a time.
It’s the same thing with a bad habit.
You have to do it one day at a time.
Tomorrow, do the same thing.
And the next day, do it again.
And pretty soon, you’ll be cutting the last strand.
Friend, you’re not helpless. You can change your life!
You can change your Spiritual life.
You can change your Family life.
You can change your Physical Life.
You can change your Financial life.
Starting today!

If You’re Not Going To Blame Others,
Should You Blame Yourself?

Nope.
God is not in the business of blaming people.
God is in the business of loving people, forgiving people, and giving people abundance.
If you have a fault, accept it.
If you have sinned, admit it.
But never condemn yourself!
Instead, take responsibility. Take charge!
When you take responsibility, you don’t blame and condemn yourself.
Because condemnation won’t heal you. Judging yourself won’t heal you. Taking a guilt trip won’t heal you. Shaming yourself won’t heal you. Only love will. And by taking charge, you love yourself.

Shaming Doesn’t Work

I find this ugly habit among unwise parents: They like shaming their kids.
When they scold their little ones, their favorite word is Mahiya ka! (Shame on you.) Hindi ka ba nagiisip? (Don’t you know how to think?)
And when these unwise parents punish, they do so with the whip of shame.
They shout at their kids to humiliate them. They shout at their kids in front of others to increase their shame. In their anger and frustration, they want to make their children feel embarrassed.
Parents, listen carefully: Shaming someone does nothing to make that person better!
It doesn’t work when we do it on our children.
It doesn’t work when we do it on our friends.
And it doesn’t work when we do it on ourselves.

A Different Kind of Examination of Conscience

For years, each night, before going to bed, I would do what the Church called an “Examination of Conscience”. I would scan my entire day to see if I committed any sin. I would then ask for forgiveness and go to sleep.
For years I was doing this practice, but deep within, something was telling me there was something lacking. Today, I discovered it was God speaking to me, telling me that my Examination of Conscience was pathetically incomplete.
Today, I now realize that if it’s a complete, full-bodied, authentic Examination of Conscience, I should first search for the times when I did right before I search for the times I did wrong. When was I good today? When did I reflect God’s face today? When did I love others today? When did I love myself today? When was I able to serve and give and share?
Because that’s how God thinks about me. He’s not a Platoon Sergeant preparing his troops for a military parade, inspecting for lint on my uniform and mud in my boots. Like the Father who welcomed the prodigal son who came home from working with the pigs, He embraces my dirt, my mud, and my pig stench. He puts a royal robe around my shame. He throws a welcome party for me. He loves me.
And then He’ll give me a bath.
He’ll remove my dirty. He’ll remove my mud. He’ll remove my stench.
We’ve got it all wrong. The primary focus of an Examination of Conscience is not sin. The focus is receiving love. And that love will heal my sin.
Because what we focus on grows. If I focus on my sin only, it grows. But if I focus on my good, the good grows in me. And it grows so much that it replaces the bad within me.
Let me end with these powerful words:
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light not our darkness that most frighten us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God?
Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people will not feel insecure around you.
It is not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
–Marianne Williamson
I remain your friend,
Bo Sanchez

[1] Genesis 3:11-13
[2] Genesis 3:11-13
[3] Ephesians 3:1

Nasaan ka na, Mahal?

2007-11-03T12:46:00.000+08:00

I don't know why... but whenever I would hear this song it makes me wanna cry.... aww....

Nasaan Ka Na
by Kyla

Bakit kaya minamahal pa kita
Ngayo’y lumuluha ako’y nag-iisa
‘Di natiis, ika’y umibig sa iba
Hindi pa ba sapat, ang aking nagawa
Hindi ko na nadarama, mga yakap sa umaga

[chorus]
Nasaan ka na, tunay bang mahal mo s’yang katulad ko
Na lagi nang nasasaktan
Ang mabuti pa kaya, upang malunasan ang pagdurusa
Ay limutin na kita
Sakali ay humanap ng iba

Kahit kailan, ay ikaw ang dahilan
Upang mabuhay pa ako ng matagal
Kung sadya ngang ganyan, ako’y iyong iiwan
Ay kakayanin kong ika’y mapagbigyan
Nagtatanong ang puso ko,at pati na rin ang isip
[Repeat Chorus]

[Bridge]
“Di mapigil ang luha sa ‘king mga mata
Ano pa bang magagawa?

[Repeat Chorus]

Tired

2007-10-16T10:11:00.000+08:00

...so damn tired.

I really hate it.... Whenever I would help someone, I always ends up with the lower grade... WHY THE HELL IS THAT???? Sometimes I just don't ever wanna help anyone anymore... but still I would have a guilty conscience if I do that...

LIFE SUCKS.

Backstabbing Bitches

2007-10-14T21:46:00.000+08:00

The thing that I hate the most in this world is an ungrateful backstabbing son-of-a-bitch whom you've trusted some of your hopes, dreams and silly thoughts to just stab you in your freakin' back and still say that HE DIDN'T FUCKING DO IT.

You fucking bastard. I once gave you a second chance to redeem yourself as a person but bitch, what the hell did you do? You go around gossiping like a freakin' *toooot!* and stabbed me and "MY FRIENDS" in our freakin' backs. P***** I** mo. How could you? We treated you like a brother... A "FRIEND" for goodness sakes! We gave you our trust but what did you do? BURN IN HELL BITCH.

You're the only freakin' asshole I know who has the BALLS(or maybe you don't have any?) to still call US your "BEST FRIENDS" after all that. BULLSHIT. I've had enough will all your SHIT. Yes, I did gave you another FUCKING chance, but that DOESN'T mean I FORGAVE YOU. I only said those words is because its all for the POOR human beings whom you've fucked up and stabbed them in their freakin' backs. I'm NEVER EVER gonna treat you as one of my FRIENDS ever again. You broked and abused the trust I GAVE you, you're gonna have to pay BITCH. You knew I'm not someone to fucked up with.

"Second chance they don't ever matter people NEVER change.
Once a whore you're NOTHING MORE, that will NEVER change."

New Term, New Problems

2007-09-13T07:58:00.000+08:00

Haha... Gosh. I'm so scrared.... and nervous... but I really don't know why. I just... feel weird?@_@ It's a new term and we're taking up number twos of last term's subjects plus a new one (author1) minus a hated one (wohooo! no more photography!!!). The profs might say we're lucky that our batch is still taking up all the subjects such as video, animation, photography(boooo!!!), web, etc and etc. coz the batch after us are only required to chose one to major in. But I say we're not that lucky.=_= The pros of that is that we'll be more versatile than later batches and that you really do get your tuition fee's worth (OMFG. It's about 61K....T_T). The cons, we'll be zombies or worst, dead before we even get to step up on the stage to get our deploma.

"Iwas pusoy" That's the term that's been swirling in my head last night before I sleep and the time that I've woken up. I mean, WTFFFFFF!!!! Kung kailan ako iwas pusoy sa pag-ibig and all that crap tsaka na lang nangyayari to sa akin. The past (U KNOW HU) and the future (si pogi...) are in the same class as me in one subject. It's like, WTFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!! Waaaa... I realy don't want anything to do now with love and stuff.... I'm too busy. For the first time in my life I want to concentrate on my studies. I want to learn stuff. I don't have time for that right now. I've finally learned how to appreciate my freedom. I've finally loved drawing again. OMG. Why???? Why did God or Destiny or whatever, whoever DO THIS TO ME????? @_@

PS> I MISS LEO!!!!T_T Ahuhu....

Paramore Rox

2007-08-26T21:53:00.000+08:00

"Brighter"
by Paramore

So this is how it goes
Well I, I would have never known
And if it ends today
Well I'll still say that you shine brighter than anyone

Now I think we're taking this too far
Don't you know that it's not this hard?
Well it's not this hard
But if you take what's yours and I take mine
Must we go there?
Please not this time. No, not this time.

Well this is not your fault
But if I'm without you
Then I will feel so small
And if you have to go
Well always know that you shine brighter than anyone does.

Now I think we're taking this too far
Don't you know that it's not this hard?
Well it's not this hard
But if you take what's yours and I take mine
Must we go there?
Please not this time. No, not this time.

If you run away now,
Will you come back around?
And if you ran away,
I'd still wave goodbye
Watching you shine bright.

Now I think we're taking this too far
Don't you know that it's not this hard?
Well it's not this hard
But if you take what's yours and I take mine
Must we go there?
Please not this time. No, not this time.

I'll wave goodbye (You shine bright)
Watching you shine bright (You shine bright)
I'll wave goodbye tonight (You shine bright)

Addictus Mode

2007-08-24T20:06:00.000+08:00

JoJo - Beautiful Girls

List

2007-08-24T20:02:00.000+08:00

2DANIM1 - storyboard, model sheets
3DANIM1 - character model
CNCPTPHO - portfolio
VIDPROD1 - short movie script
CADVIS1 - room design
WEBDEV1 - finals website

finals...... T_T

Ready Fuels

2007-08-17T02:01:00.000+08:00

Due to insistent public demand, I'm finally (after 90 long years) updating my blog. LOLS.

Hahaha... So sorry. Haven't been in a writing mood lately... The artist in me is dominating my mind. Especially after Graphika Manila '07 and the purchasing (FINALLY! Xie Xie, Wo De Tian Zhu!!!!) of my brand new Intuos 3 Waccom Tablet. These two have inspired me greatly and had given me another reason to strive for my course. I'm glad I've finally found the true meaning behind my course back or else I wouldn't know what to do anymore. T_T Ah. I'll have to blame every thought of jumping out of our beautiful SDA building to the ass-biting sadist professors who had nothing better to do than pick on us. This is the only time in my stay here, at CSB, that I've felt like I'm in hell or rather the lair of devil's spawns.

I'm a born, pure-bred procastinator. There are so many things in my mind that I'd want to draw now but guess what? Right. Nothing is happening coz of my infamous laziness. I've been putting off so much that they all just pile up at the back of my mind until I completely forget about it. Damn.

Anyways, that's all I can brew. My mind is screaming for me to go to bed already coz it's freakin 2:30 am.

PS.

I do freelance work. Anything ART that you want to commission me is very welcome. Posters, bcard, letterhead, envelope, invitations, etc etc ETC. Anything. Just contact me. TEXT ME. YM. EMAIL. Or post something in my DevArt page, multiply, friendster, or here in my Blog. Thanks. I really need the money.

May 9, 2K7 Binondo Fire

2007-06-03T01:20:00.000+08:00

Here are some photos that me and my brothers while in basking in sadistic pleasure had taken during the fire across the street. Man. I hate government firefighters. They are son of a bitches the perfectly describes the three letter Ss: SLOW, STUPID and SELFISH. Those fucking bastards. Hmp.

For more photos go here.

New School Year

2007-06-02T23:30:00.000+08:00

It's been a week since school started. I didn't know why but I wasn't as enthusiastic as the last two school year openings. In fact I was bummed that school was already starting. I wasn't ready. I wasn't ready to give up my bumhood. I wasn't ready to face anyone. I wasn't ready to face HIM. I wasn't ready to go back to the old grind. I wasn't ready learn anything from my beloved profs. I wasn't ready to wake up early and slave my way to school. I wasn't ready to not sleep the whole night with only a one-hour sleep before my class starts. I WASN'T READY FOR ANYTHING AT ALL. The break was too short. I wasn't able to put myself back together in time...

The result: A really unhappy, bitchy, rant-obssessed, insomiac and emotional tea. I even got to the point of almost ignoring HIM. Okey. And now you're saying, "I thought you hate that guy??? WTH???!" Yes. I'm unhappy with him but still, HE'S ALSO MY FRIEND. We're friends. And I shouldn't be ignoring or treating my friends bad just because they didn't really mean to hurt me (or does he..? I dunnu. Let's just say he doesn't... for now). It's kinda like stabbing him at the back right? So there you have it. I almost ignored him on the first day of classes... on our first subject... on our first of seeing each other since course card distribution last term. It's the first contact and there I was there, really uneasy and wanting to snatch his eyes out because he'd been such a real bastard, trying to ignore him. I kind of feel guilty now. It was unfair to him. I shouldn't have treated him that way. Hell. We're almost adults now. I should be acting with at least a little maturity and treat him like I would treat another friend of mine. But no. I was giving him stay-the-hell-away-from-me-far-far-away vibes. Sigh. So much for starting anew. I just can't seem to close the chapter between us because we don't talk at all. We've never ever talked about that has happened between us. I guess I'm also one to blame. I'm too chicken shit to confront him. Sigh. I'm just too tired to do anything now. So it's kinda too late. I'll just have to leave it all up to the BIG MAN upstairs.

Let's talk about school. Three words: I HATE IT. I hate going to school. I hate the aura that the new building exudes. It gives me the same there's-something-wrong-with-it vibes that MOA has and it really makes me uncomfortable. Maybe it's the location of the building? Oh, I really don't know...

I've got some interesting classes this term:

~WEBDEV = web development

~2DANIM1 = 2D animation which is basically just character modeling and story development

~3DANIM1 = 3D animation which is just modeling

~VIDPROD1 = scriptwriting

~CNCTPHO = concept photography

~CADVIS1 = autocad. crap.

I have classes mondays, tuesdays, thursdays and saturdays. Thank God mondays and saturdays are just morning classes. I don't know what I'll do if I have any more afternoon classes. For now that's all I'm gonna report. I'm too damn lazy and tired to continue on. Maybe the next entry.

Summer

2007-05-20T00:46:00.000+08:00

Hello. I've decided to delete my old posts because I think they suck and that I want to start anew. LOLS. My summer vacation is almost coming to an end. I did nothing but bum around, eat, sleep, played Audition PH, watched DVDs, drew some artwork, and go somewhere with my friends. It's not that I didn't accomplish anything worthy at all, for me the true meaning of this summer vacation is to be able to bum around while I can and enjoy it to the fullest because I won't be able to do that anymore once hell/school starts again.

It's up to you if you're gonna ignore the next few sentences I'm gonna type but I'm gonna say this for the last time:

I'm over you. You know who you are. Others might not see it like that because I'm being a little bitter about the things that you did to me but I REALLY AM OVER YOU. So don't you dare come flirting with me ever again. I don't like it and I feel irritated. Let's just be friends. Or brother and sister if you like. But please, not as someone who you can have an on and off fling thing even when you have another someone. If your ego gets hurt, we women have egos too that gets hurt. We don't like being replacements or extras in your sorry little love life. Sorry but we women and you men are different. If anyone ever choses me, I want him to only CHOSE and WANT me and ONLY me. It seems to me you have chosen, so please BACK OFF or else I'm gonna bust a cap up your ass.

PS.
I'm single and I'm loving it. =P