F.L.I.P.

Blah blah blah after a loooong time

2011-07-02T23:31:00.001+08:00

What’s up FLIP!!... …. …. Hello? Anyone there? Jeeze, this blog is barren. Anyway, just a quick review of the latest transformers movie.

I’m still thinking if this one’s my favorite of the three, my mind is still unsure if it surpasses the first one. The action was there, awesome effects, funny and all that jazz. I just want to point out something here, and it’s about the “new chick”. I’m not a megan fox fan here, but compared to the “new chick” (which I don’t remember nor noticed her name and her character’s at all-and I can’t even be bothered to look her up in google which only proves how insignificant she is for me) I would say I liked megan fox better. Here’s a simple analogy; so we got megan fox who’s the hotwiring, body bending, decepticon killing chick who leaves a lasting impression-by this I’m referring to my memory of her leaning on bee in transformers 1 and her first scene in transformers 2, yup, the pretending-on-fixing-something-with-the-motorcycle-but-I’m-just-really-doing-this-so-i-can-flaunt-my-digitally-enhanced-killer-body-scene :D’’.

On the other hand we got the screaming bitch.

Thank you for reading and I hope that I’ll see more of me.

Angeles Below I

2010-12-31T21:33:00.002+08:00

The boy who was unfortunate

Ace, a boy who just got out of his teenage years is living a normal, but not so boring life in Angeles City. Details about his life in the world above is not so important, he’s a typical happy go lucky one and twenty years old, let’s leave it at that for a while, the more interesting part is yet to come, and that involves not-so-normal twins, being involved on a wager that puts him on a lose-lose situation, a completely bizarre and twisted, but oddly familiar world and a mallet.

Afternoon, the time Ace usually gets out of bed. The construction going on the neighbor woke him up, he would’ve slept an extra hour but he thought it might take another hour for him to fall back to sleep with all the banging and grinding noise. He’s twenty-one and he still lives at home with his parents, which is pretty much normal, “why would you choose to live alone and feed yourself and pay the bills when you can indulge bumming your ass off under your parent’s roof” he once posted on a social networking site. But there are also inconveniences that come with this certain leisure, although ace is old enough, he is till not allowed to smoke or not allowed to get caught smoking. So everyday, when he wakes up, he’ll walk a few blocks to get to his friend’s house for a smoke. But today, he won’t be reaching his destination.

“There, that one” says Elle.

“Strange, why choose him? I thought you would pick someone bigger” Ess replied.

“You’ll need more than muscles to survive below, I’ve seen his dreams and I found him the most suitable amongst the others. Come, let’s invite our guest in”

The twins showed themselves to human eyes, although there are those who saw them magically appeared out of nowhere, they immediately forgot it. Perhaps Ess, with a bit of magic, made them forget, he’s always been the discreet one.

As Ace is walking down a street called Rue De Paree, he noticed a girl and a boy blocking his path, the girl is wearing a shirt too big for her and the boy is wearing a weird costume, but Ace wasn’t bothered by that, kids wear stupid things these days he thought. What made him uncomfortable is that the two are staring at him with intense eyes, eyes that shouldn’t be on children’s faces. Ace tried to ignore them as he passed by, then suddenly the little girls spoke.

“Hiya Ace!” she sounded friendly.

Ace turned, he was sure he never saw the girl before, nor the boy. He said nothing and walked away.

“Hey! I’m talking to you Ace!” Elle shouted.

“How do you know my name? Who are you guys?” Ace impatiently asked.

“He’s my twin brother Ess, and I am called Elle, we’re here to ask you to come with us below” she asked politely.

“Huh? Why would I come with you? And what do you mean by below?”

“Because I need a human for me to win this wager between me and my twin. Oh yeah, I forgot you guys from up here didn’t know about Angeles Below, it’s a world beneath yours, it’s kinda like here but not really… hmmm, it’s hard to explain, we’ll just have to show you”

“Are you serious? Jeez! Kids this days! What a freakin wild imagination!” Ace resumed his walk, amazed at the girl’s imagination.

“looks like he didn’t believe you” Ess told his sister.

“well yeah, I kinda expected that, at least I tried asking him politely” Elle replied, she’s now holding a medium sized mallet, still too big for her to wield, nobody knows where it came from, perhaps magic.

“Hey Ace!”

Ace looked back and saw Elle lifting up a mallet. And that’s the last thing he saw.

Angeles Below

2010-12-25T01:08:00.001+08:00

Prologo

Once upon a time or… in a not so far away land or… in the beginning of our story, on a hot afternoon, Elle, a little creature whom you might mistook as a little human girl, is wandering in a park in Angeles City.

“you’re not suppose to be here.” A voice from behind told her.

“neither do you.” Elle responded without looking back. (she knows no one was there)

“I’m only here because of you, we need to go back” as the voice passed through her, the empty space in front of her was slowly filled with substance that formed into what appears to be a young boy with white long hair who wears something like a priest would wear.

“Hi little brother!” says Elle with a cheerful smile.

“we’re twins.” The boy simply whispered.

Elle just laughed and teased her brother with a wink.

“Common, we have to go back, there are consequences Elle, people from below will notice” the boy told her.

“Relax Ess, the damage was done, we’re already walking the world above. Be calm and try to enjoy the moment. It’s been a long time since we took this form, walk with me my twin.”

Ess walked alongside his sister. He was not calm and he’s not enjoying it. He is worried, but he knows that he can’t convince his sister just yet. Elle was always the one who leads, the more dominant among the two, and as much as Ess hates it, he admits to himself that she was always the “older twin”.

Elle talks.

“it’s nice here, I wish I live here, it’s much more exciting and there is so much to do! T’s much more interesting than below. I like it here, I like the houses, I like their food, I like those fast things made out of metal that carries people and I like the people!”

“Humans? I heard from Old Merlisse that humans are not to be trusted, they are not reliable and they are weak and worthless creatures, especially the ones who live here, they don’t even use magic up here.” Replied Ess, sounding unimpressed.

Elle said nothing. The twins walked through a field filled with people, there were groups who appear to be dancing, there were three sets of ten men running back and forth passing and throwing a ball around and there are couples who hug and kiss each other, but no one seemed to notice the two individuals walking out in the open. As they reach a huge gazebo with a roof that is shaped like a giant’s hat, Elle turned to her brother and confidently said.

“Let’s make a wager, I’ll prove you wrong, I’ll prove to you that people from here have potential, that they are not weak and worthless”

“How are you going to do that?” asked Ess.

“I’m gonna bring one of them with us, to Angeles Below.” She says with a grin.

Ess wanted to protest but he hesitated. He simply said.

“It won’t survive”

“Oh yes it will my brother, not only that the human will survive, I bet that it’ll find it’s way back here to this world as well” Elle stated with full confidence.

“Ha! You will inevitably lose this wager my twin. And what would it be that I’m putting at stake here?”

“Well if I failed, I’ll have to acknowledge you as my older brother despite of us being twins, thus I would act accordingly. And if I won, you’ll have to continue being the younger twin and do everything that your big sister told you to! You see little brother, you actually don’t have anything to lose here, seeing that you are already my littlest tiny cute baby brother! Hahaha!”

“Not for long Elle, the human won’t last a single day below. Have you already picked this poor creature?”

“hmm… not yet, not here.”

On that note, the twins vanished.

Fanfreakintastic

2010-11-11T19:19:00.003+08:00

From there to here

2010-11-05T13:55:00.002+08:00

from...

THE CLOSER I GET YOU

The closer I get to you

The more you'll make me see

Like giving me all you've got

Your love has captured me

Over and over again

I'll try to tell myself that we

Could never be more than friends

And all the while inside

I knew it was real

The way you make me feel

Lying here next to you

Time just seems to fly

Needing you more and more

Let's give love a try

Sweeter than sweeter love grows

And heaven's there for those

Who fool the tricks of time

With the hearts in love you find

True love

In a special way

The closer i get to you

The more you'll make me see

By giving me all you've got

Your love has captured me

Over and over again

I'll try to tell myself that we

Could never be more than friends

And all the while inside

I knew it was real

The way you make me feel

The closer i get to you

The more you'll make me see

By giving you all i've got

Your love has captured me

to...

Head Over Feet

I had no choice but to hear you

You stated your case time and again

I thought about it

You treat me like I'm a princess

I'm not used to liking that

You ask how my day was

You've already won me over in spite of me

And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet

Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are

I couldn't help it

It's all your fault

Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole

You're so much braver than I gave you credit for

That's not lip service

You've already won me over in spite of me

And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet

Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are

I couldn't help it

It's all your fault

You are the bearer of unconditional things

You held your breath and the door for me

Thanks for your patience

You're the best listener that I've ever met

You're my best friend

Best friend with benefits

What took me so long

I've never felt this healthy before

I've never wanted something rational

I am aware now

You've already won me over in spite of me

And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet

Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are

I couldn't help it

It's all your fault

For the one who got away...

2010-08-26T13:08:00.001+08:00

In your life, you meet a lot of people, some you meet just by merely walking past them or some you just had a small talk with while waiting on a long line down at the coffee shop, some you meet when you go to school or work and some people you don’t even know but somehow you saw them somewhere which means for that sole reason they affected your life. Then you have friends, the people you choose to be with, the people who you need not to tell your problems and be there, the people who help you just by being there without them knowing that they are already helping. Then you’ll meet the first person who you think you “love” or perhaps you were truly in love, depends on how you see “love” itself. Then there goes the series of bitter sweet events, your first kiss, your first love, your first heartbreak, the first girl you lost your you-know-what to, and then the one you exchanged vows with, the one who will be there, your soulmate if you will…and ultimately, there is always the one that got away…

It’s been a long year and a half since I first saw Miss Natasha Maria Marquez Laxa. We were in love, that I am sure of. It may have been love at first sight, or second. She lives in London, and I, here in Philippines, we first saw each other when she was here on a December vacation, then eventually, she needs to go back to London. I’ve never been engaged on a long distance relationship before, or a “long” relationship on that matter. So basically, she was definitely a first. We were so in love, so in love that it’s safe to say that we are crazy in love. Our worlds revolved at each other, she was practically my life and I, hers. We waited for our time, the time when we will finally see each other as lovers. Days felt like months and months felt like years-an unavoidable cliché. That time came and all was perfect. Nothing can bring as apart, nothing’s gonna stop our love struck hearts, nothing… nothing but time, it was a month of happiness, a month of love, but the last day was an inevitable heartbreak. She was gone.

She’s back in London and our journey resumes. I wouldn’t want to write about all the things that we’ve been through, all that will remain, of course personal and private. We had our ups and downs, we had our share of faults and deficiencies but relying on love alone, our love survived a few more months. Love isn’t enough, it never was. Sometimes, even if you do everything in your power to save something, it is never enough. Even if you put your whole life into something, if it’s not for you, then it’s not, simple and cruel as that. I was never the perfect guy for her, I did hurt her, I did something and didn’t do that really wounded her… but I promise to you, my precious readers that I’ve done everything in my power to heal those wounds. But then what was that quote on that lady gaga song? "Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother fucker’s reflection." And no, just for the record, I didn’t cheat on her. Trust doesn’t solely mean that the other cheated the other. The love was still there, but not as bright as before. I think we will both agree that we had the right love in the right time but in the wrong fucking place. And I guess it’s too much for her to wait for someone that long or perhaps it’s my fault for not being someone worth waiting for. We had our love and now it is gone. We had a wonderful love story but sadly it ended tragically. I want to apologize to the readers for the lack of information written on this note. I hope you respect that I choose to keep some vital peaces private. I don’t even know why the hell I’m writing this. I just think it’s unfair not to end our love story here in FLIP seeing as I shared the first happy chapters. I expect you guys to wish the both of us good luck! And let this story be a collection of advices, lessons and guidance to anyone who is ready to feel the wrath of the cursed Love.

I would like you all flip readers to bear with me for this one very special moment. I ask you to get something, any kind of drink, a cola, coffee, juice or anything you can get out of your kitchen and join me on this final toast…

“for the irreplaceable someone who got away”

*tears and applauses*

Miss Pinay

2010-08-25T12:26:00.002+08:00

you don't get it. miss philippines is just too witty, so intellectual that her answer is a very clever and trivial one. what she did here, is answering the question by doing something that she never did before ergo she created a somewhat "staged" scene in which she did her ONE BIG MISTAKE.

Noise to my ears

2010-08-18T20:12:00.003+08:00

Basically, people basically tend to overuse basically just to basically sound upper class-ish. So literally, if you literally noticed or literally not yet noticed, I’m literally talking about overused words. Don’t you just like, punch someone who like says like too much? Or fucking hit with a fuckin fuck those who fuckin say fucking fuck all the fucking time!? Sorry for ummm… the foul words… coz ummm… it’s just too ummm.. annoying… “um” is in the dictionary right?... ummm. Omg! Omg! Did you know that it’s just plain retarded when you actually say Ow-Ehm-Gee? And people don’t think you’re AWESOME every time you shout AWESOME. I mean seriously! This is just some serious shit. shit! There’s a reason that there are thousands of words in the dictionary. And you spit Webster in the face when you just use a couple of hundreds. I’m not saying I actually know a lot of words. In actuality I don’t, but please, don’t fucking use them over and over. It’s gay but I do tend to overuse words as well. Gay right? I’m sure I missed some if not a lot of overused words but I can’t forgive myself if I forgot to mention the 2nd most irritating overused word these days! Epic! The 1st is Fail. And the bastards are not satisfied with that. They even dared to combine their words from their oh so narrow vocabulary. Epic Fail.

Ironic that the “overuse” word was overused on writing about overused words. oh the irony!

now read the whole post again, but this time, read it out loud. annoying innit?

Quotes by Sir John Benjamin Narciso

2010-08-12T05:47:00.002+08:00

"True knowledge is not about knowing the answers. It’s when you begin asking the right questions."

"Is palpitating from drinking too much overpriced coffee considered cardio exercise?"

"Best thing about your funeral is that you don’t have to prepare a speech."

"I’m not a girl not yet a woman-gay guy thinking of getting his sex changed."

"Reading and writing-the joys of life... not convinced? facebook and texting."

"Ano ang pagkakatulad ng lasing at ng galit? Parehong magaling mag English."

A complaint letter

2010-07-24T05:43:00.002+08:00

Dear M. Night Shyamalan,

What have you done with AVATAR!? yes I’m talking about the last air bender. 1st of all, what’s up with the fire nation being YOUR nation!? Common! I have nothing against Indians, and I think Dev Patel is the only decent actor in the movie, seeing as he does have that prince zukoness in him. I’m just saying fire nation should be and forever will be the imperial china type. And you really messed up on the story telling part. Sure it’s hard to make a movie out of the whole first season, but common! You could do better! Look at lord of the rings, a big fat lazy book turned into a phenomenal block buster! Back to the actors, the face of that bald kid is very annoying, and just because he can do those acrobat stuffs, he can already be aang? What’s up with katara and sokka over acting? Are you sure these guys can act? And you suck at making something humorous. The whole cast should have that funny/comical side. You clearly massacred the legend of aang… I’m looking forward to seeing uncle iroh, him being a very likable character, but what did you do? You made him look more sinister than the firelord himself! He is supposed to be a cute fat lovable old man! Jeezz!! It’s like Dragon Ball the movie with more budget. It’s really sad… it’s sad because people who watched the movie without watching the series are surely disappointed. I beg you, please do better with book 2. I know you can. I kind of liked you in the village so I’m still clinging on that little hope that you would do better.

P.S. make the earth benders look tough! Those earth benders on book 1 looks like poor Chinese guys who live in the bottom of the food chain.

random quotes from random sites. yup, no originals.

2010-06-15T06:37:00.007+08:00

I used to wonder why we kept on drawing pink lines along our streets in manila until I realized maybe we just wanted our streets highlighted on Google Earth.

The only way to keep your health is to eat what you don't want, drink what you don't like, and do what you'd rather not.

Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils.

When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.

Behind every successful man is a surprised woman.

What are the three words guaranteed to humiliate men everywhere?

'Hold my purse.'

What you call dog with no legs? Don't matter what you call him, he ain't gonna come.

Hard work pays off later. Laziness pays off now!

If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?

He who laughs last didn't get it.

If you die in an elevator, be sure to push the Up button.

Is it good if a vacuum really sucks?

better late than pregnant.

i miss writing

2010-06-11T05:16:00.006+08:00

I miss writing. Okay, I’ll start off by warning you, yeah you, that this post is made up of pure nonsense, a just-for-the-sake-of-posting post. So here I am, typing and typing and typing, let’s call this “Freestyle Blogging” haha!

Random topic 01-SNSD aka Girl’s Generation

I am still hooked to this Korean girl group, I though I’ve already outgrown this i-so-love-this-famous-person-so-im-hoping-that-she’s-gonna-be-mine-someday attitude. But after meeting (knowing about) SNSD, dang! There it goes again, before I know it I’m already day dreaming about me and Jessica (my fav member) having lunch somewhere in Korea with our 12 beautiful half Korean half Filipino kids! So after being obsessed with this group, I started to be obsessed with anything Korean! We love to eat Korean ice cream, (and by we, I meant me and my friends who are deeply in love with SNSD aswell) watch Korean series, listen to K-Pop, go to places where Korean chicks usually/probably go, etc. I know in my heart that someday I will see them in person, but honestly I’m scared, scared that I might faint the moment a lay eyes on them! Oh and I actually met 2 korean girls in the “Korean place”-the name we gave to the place that Korean chicks usually/probably go. Well actually I just had this “lil conversation moment” with them, I didn’t have a lot of choice, their English seemed errghh so yeah, sucks for me. Oh and yeah, my cousin’s girlfriend is fortunately Korean (haha! Fortunately!), and I learned a lot of things about korea thru her. Lemme share them to you, there’s this “Korean age”, basically, it’s just +1 to “normal age”. I think when Koreans are born, they start counting years from 1, not ZERO. Oh yeah! Cool thing-koreans can actually choose their own “English name” so yeah, my friend’s K-name is Hee Jung (forgive me noona if I spelled your name wrong^^), and her E-name is Rachel-which of course she chooses herself. Noona by the way is “big sister” in Korean. Thanks to Rachel noona I learned how to flirt with Koreans! Hahaha! Anyeonghaseyo!

Wow, freestyle blogging actually works, didn’t expect I can write this much :D I wanna write more but then I’m kinda sleepy/lazy already so yeah, that’s it for this post. Gotta keep this blog alive.

almost forgot the usual eye candy *^^*

Men's Wealth

2010-04-20T15:26:00.004+08:00

End of Chapter I

2010-04-03T16:29:00.000+08:00

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We Are The World

2010-02-18T23:35:00.012+08:00

this guys have the power to raise a lot of money by just doing something like this, is this too much to ask? why do they wait for a hurricane or an earthquake to raise money for those who needed it? why not do this, say once or twice a year? then in what? 10,20,30--- years time they can change the world one poor country/community at a time. what they do, is simply encouraging us, the not so needy people to give help to those who need them the most, and we get great music while at it.

ps is it just me or they sound extra better in this song?

SNSD still...

2010-01-25T06:20:00.018+08:00

yeah, well I need to update my current status on my addiction to SNSD. After watching their videos on youtube for at least 2 hours a day for months (could be an understatement-u got the point), I finally decided who’s my favorite, here’s my top three (which doesn’t mean that I hate the others, for the record-I love them all) that comes with an inevitable/mandatory eye candy.

jessica

taeyeon

sunny

not that I assume you care, I just miss writing random things. Oh and yeah, we actually made it, Natasha and I, I mean last January 19ph/18ldn, our relationship just had it’s 1st bday. Hoora! and it's a good year we had, 80% ups, 5% downs, what's left would be neutral:D

And for something funny to write… yeah… I got nothing. Stead here’s something to lol about (just for flips who plays dota)

SNSD fever

2009-12-02T14:08:00.002+08:00

blogger's currently and possibly forever addicted to SNSD and deeply in love with hyoyeon.

Doyle & Cedine III.II

2009-11-04T22:19:00.002+08:00

e-mail 2nd
to: cedineanne7@acdwol.com

hey! Please don’t worry about me Cedine! I’m okay, in fact, I feel great. You see, I’m actually on vacation, that’s why I can’t really find a time to write, like I said, I only write when extremely bored! Haha! I’m sorry if you missed me, it’s my fault for not giving you any news bout my sudden disappearance. I’ll get the chance to read your letter when I get back home, it might have been bored and feeling claustrophobic inside my mailbox along with my bills! Hahaha! You got me excited with the mill! I’ll look forward to that! Thanks a lot Cedine!

-Doyle

Doyle & Cedine III.I

2009-11-04T22:06:00.006+08:00

e-mail
to: doyle_lucas@linewmail.com

Sir Doyle,

It worries me that you haven’t replied to my letter yet, it’s been 4 weeks since I sent the letter with my sketch of the mill with it, but what troubles me most is that you haven’t been writing lately, I hope you’re alright. I’ll pray that you’ll get back soon. We miss you.

Cedine

Doyle & Cedine III

2009-11-04T21:51:00.004+08:00

Letter 3

Sir Doyle,

Good evening/afternoon/morning/early am. I’m very glad you returned my letter. To be honest, I didn’t expect that you would actually send me a letter (not that I think you don’t appreciate your admirers) it’s just that, I don’t want you going to the trouble of writing me one, a simple email will suffice and will be much appreciated at my end, but thank you very much. And please Sir Doyle, do accept compliments, you are being too modest, I do read your works over and over and I’m sure I’m not the only one. I really love your works and it surprised me to learn that those are actually products of cramming! You are really gifted and my praises are well worth it. I can’t believe you’re from Steedshire as well! And yes! I’m happy to give you the good news -the mill still stands! I enclosed a little sketch of mine. I hope you’ll like it, it took me long enough to draw a single mill. Please write more amazing stories!

Cedine

37 Questions -p.s. I counted

2009-10-09T21:02:00.001+08:00

Why do we live?
What is the purpose of living?
What happens when we die?
Is it like sleeping without dreams?
Are we going to be reincarnated?
Or perhaps our thoughts, habits, our being be recycled to be used or implanted to another being yet to be born or created for the next generation?
Is that the answer why I feel like someone I just met seems familiar?
Why do we dream?
What is dream? Is dream so different from reality because it’s not made by the elements of reality?
What is real?
Why is the universe so vast and infinity, yet we’re just able to exist in this tiny fraction of the wholeness of things?
Are we alone? I doubt we’re the only ones, such a big sea for a single fish.
Is there another world out there?
What are their concepts?
Perhaps they hold the answer to everything, or perhaps they hold a key for a chest that contains another chest.
People have problems, hopes, fears, doubts, defeats, victories, etc. if we look at the big picture, the REAL big picture, will they matter?
Is there a supreme being?
If there is, when will we understand him?
What are his plans?
If there is none, then how did all this start?
Who made this?
What is this?
Is technology able to comprehend the mystery of our existence?
When will we be able to unlock the door of wisdom?
Perhaps faith is necessary?
Is there an end to all this?
Will someone be responsible?
Perhaps the maker?
Or an anti-ife?
Someone who will turn the lights off, turn the chairs, shove the universe on a box, seal it with duct tape and lock it on a basement and hung a sign that says “closed”?
What then?
What happen next?
Will there be a next saga?
Or just a “to be continued” that won’t.
Or maybe he’ll just save it on a memory stick then reload when he wishes, and when it does, we won’t notice the difference.
How vast and limitless our brain is?
How much can we use?
How much is wasted?
Why am I asking these questions?
Am I the only one trying to comprehend such matter?
I only know this one fact; we live to learn.

f*ckn funny :D

2009-09-15T22:19:00.002+08:00

(read the sub, blurry, i know, but yeah, t's funny:D)

How to handle strict parents

2009-08-05T21:34:00.004+08:00

You have two choices.

One is to be their dumb obedient dog.

Or

Read this anti strict parent (ASP) tutorial.

For all evil parents, evil child and FLIP readers who has nothing else to do. I’m sure a lot can relate, it doesn’t mean you have to actually do what the evil blogger told ya.

Achtung!

This “tutorial” is only temporary, meaning you don’t have to stick to this tactic forever. In time, when you get older or perhaps when you think more maturely, you’ll understand everything, you might even end up being like THEM when you became a parent yourself. So while you are still waiting for your time of enlightenment, try reading and learning from this tutorial. Have fun:)

The Secret

You can’t choose your parents, and fair enough, they didn’t choose you neither. But you have the power to mold them the way you want them to be *evil psycho laugh*. You just need to read their behavior, understand how they work, find the gears that keep them going and change what’s needed to be altered. Never fight them; fighting will only lead to unnecessary clashes that won’t solve anything. There’s a more diplomatic yet evil way to handle things (and no, I’m not talking about cleaning the toilet with their toothbrush). Always go with the flow, play their games and make sure you turn the table. Being “plastic” is the key. When their being nice, or when your being soft coz you keep remembering the good times you had with them, don’t let your guard down. Always remember the good’ol wars you had, the hell that they kept raising upon you. I’m sure the bad times will swallow the good times whole without even burping of satisfaction. Always remember the misery they put you thru, and make sure you return the favor, not by rebelling (more on rebelling later) but by making them your own puppets (i cant really teach you how, different parents needs different measures, you just have to know the right tools, this is just a guide, a sneak peek of the big picture). They won’t even know you’re already pulling their strings. Always remember, you are above them, they are JUST your parents, you are the next generation, and you are their future. They’ll need you eventually. Try threatening them that you won’t change their diapers when their old and useless. Hahahha! (I feel like a disturbed kid, writing this post. Lol). Just stay cool, act dominant and observe your evil plan as it goes.

Things to remember:

Don’t fight them, take control of them.
You don’t need them telling you what and what not to do.
And your secret weapon… “ang anak, kayang tiisin ang ina, pero ang ina hindi kayang tiisin ang anak.” Translating this in a poetic manner is beyond my ability so I guess I’ll just be simple with it. Basically it means that a child can abandon his/her mother but a mother can never abandon her child.

NEVER

Never rebel, unless you can already live by yourself (not just live, but live a life better than what they can offer). Rebelling only leads to washing dishes on random diners.

This post is not inspired by the blogger’s own experience. Although at some points, I can relate. The identity of the evil parent behind this post will be remained confidential.

Brian the atheist dog

2009-07-30T00:52:00.003+08:00

"What you call god is inside you, all of us, and I just hate to see people hating and killing each other over their own interpretation of what they are not smart enough to understand. The real answer to the nature of our existence is more unimaginably amazing than we can possibly conceive."

-Sir Brian Griffin

Bow down

2009-07-28T17:26:00.003+08:00

Back to blogging on a bus (writing notes on my phone). It’s been a while since the last time I rode a bus. It’s just that I’m too lazy to go home to Pampanga via bus, but since my girl (who I love more than anything) is in Pampanga for her four weeks vacation, I'll have to endure sitting with the lot of them commoners, kidding! I am no snob.XD so where was i? oh yes, as soon as my dad dropped me off in the bus station, then a little walk looking for my bus, PAK! BANG! PSSSSS! I kinda freaked out for about a second or two, then I saw a fridge bowing down, leaning on a bench, colas and other bevereges are scattered all over the floor. 1st thing that crossed my mind is to jump in and grab myself a free drink and just fade away in the crowd, wooo free drinks! 2nd, to take a picture of the scene. I did my second option.

Lesson: Nobody stole anything, stead, a lot helped to lift the fridge back up and organize the drinks (while I was taking a pic. lol). The Filipino still has hope, i don't. God bless our home.

FLIP's 1st bday!!

2009-07-28T01:00:00.000+08:00

It's been a year of writing random thoughts, weird fictions, weird irl experience, and... basically, all my posts are random and weird (and to some people who has extremely weird humor, funny).

Thanks to all funny little island readers out there! keep on reading FLIP and I'll keep on writing shit.XD again, thank you and happy bday FLIP!!

Tasha or Maja?

2009-07-23T00:46:00.003+08:00

okay, Tasha or Maja?

Maja-the girl I've been crushing on ever since sukob. my dream girl.

Natasha-two words, one number and a mathematical symbol... i <3 her.

My London Crush is finally here!!

2009-07-22T12:17:00.003+08:00

her first 3 days here in Philippines with the happiest guy in world. XD

Seven Days and Seven Nights

2009-07-17T02:40:00.006+08:00

Acedia is seven days and seven nights late on every deadly meeting. All the other sin sisters adapted on this habit of their lazy sister and eventually decided to all show up on the seventh night to save the trouble of waiting. But this time, a figure of a long haired female is curled under the shade of a lazy tree. She stayed there, silent, still, unmoving..she seemed lifeless except when she turns her head on every sound on the ground that would only turn out to be rabbit or a little mouse or a squirrel. She waited on that tree for six days and six nights. Seventh day… no sign of any sins except for Sloth… the sun is setting, as darkness slowly swallows daylight, Acedia saw a silhouette, obscured by the last beam of the red sun. she waited.. she waited for seven days, she can wait for another seven seconds. One.. the figure slowly walks towards a circle of seven trees, one is curved, almost touching the ground with its lazy branches, the other six, lifeless. Two.. the darkness, slowly burying the sun. Three.. and the once obscured image was now recognizable under the dim of the night. Four.. the animals gone berserk as she walks pass them, there are no wild predators, mostly little rabbits, squirrels, beavers, rodents and birds, and all this little creatures fought for their lives. Five.. they were all engulfed by anger, biting and clawing and killing. Six.. it was a blood bath, the once green grass is now painted by crimson blood with the stench of hatred, anger and wrath. 7.. The seventh night. Ira has arrived.

Master Hayden

2009-05-25T16:08:00.005+08:00

All hail King Hayden!! who's hungry for some baked mussels? smells like fish, tastes like a chicken!

try the new flavor of Häyden Dazs. every pint comes with a hayden cam.

Jb just took the "What animal represents your spirit?" quiz

2009-05-25T15:59:00.001+08:00

Hahaha! Out of boredom, I took this quiz on facebook (I do fb quizzes when im bored) and I was impressed by the result:

You are a wolf personality--one of the most sought-after personality groupings in the world, mainly due to the respect and kinship the wolves have had from mankind in many cultures and societies. The Wolf Personality or spirit tends to fit a very determined and hardy individual: after all wolves have been found in climates ranging from deserts to frozen tundra. Wolves have been respected and feared in mythology of almost many different mythologies and folklore. Many people assume that this personality type makes them a lone wolf--and though that is the case in some they are extremely few and far between. Like most wolves in nature, wolf personalities tend to thrive in a social structure. Wolves have many friends that they do everything with, strong friends that they are loyal to, as the wolf spirit usually inspires others to be loyal towards them. This is very true when it comes to relationships: wolf personalities make strong connections with other people and even if a relationship ends most wolves tend to stay in contact with their former lovers. Wolves are typified by their unwavering loyalty, close relationships and determined dispositions. Wolves are great with other wolves and horses and foxes, but should avoid tigers, eagles, rabbits and bears.

Wolf wolf wolf. Nice:D
it perfectly described the blogger.

PH vs. LDN

2009-05-04T19:35:00.001+08:00

Ricky Hatton is falling down, falling down, falling down. -end-

Butchie's @ Ruffa & Ai

2009-04-29T16:42:00.002+08:00

something to promote my cousin's resto in wilson street greenhills.

Vacation: blogging break

2009-04-20T03:38:00.001+08:00

expect more post when school resumes (june), when I'm bored again.

Pintura

2009-03-19T02:51:00.008+08:00

Here are some of my paintings that I made this semester. I decided to post em here coz I figured maybe my readers, being normal people that are NOT-fine-arts-students-who-can-criticize-a-fuckin-garbage-painting, can appreciate them. :)

LDN skyline
abstract impressionism

I painted this for my girl from LDN. I never had the chance to pass this coz I wasn't attending class that time. lol

here are the paintings for the final week.

Dune
pointfuckinism

a 1 hour painting, I need to meet the freakin deadline and the painting has to be pontillism! so, there you go, a product of serious cramming.

believe me or not, this 2 are self portraits.

F.L.I.P. on Facebook

2009-03-18T05:08:00.007+08:00

Fan signs^^

2009-03-16T04:11:00.002+08:00

we we're bored^^ lol. which is better? hehehe.

FLIP virgins

2009-03-16T02:23:00.004+08:00

To my new readers, I have been slacking off lately, so in case you're reading my recent posts and you're having quite a laugh already or if you find them boring, please check out this label author's favorite-my older posts which are a lot more funnier/sensible/random.

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Thank you for choosing FLIP. Enjoy your flight.

R.I.P. Dennis

2009-03-12T20:32:00.004+08:00

R.I.P.
Dennis Narciso
1998-2009
he barked, he bit, he died

No yosi, no post

2009-03-12T20:27:00.000+08:00

For the past few weeks, my dad has been staying here with me in Manila. I don’t know the reason why, maybe he’s here to check up on me if I am really going to school! Well I have been going to school regularly now, for one because I was on the merge of being dropped! Oh and my professor talked to my dad about that, it came out unexpectedly smoothly, we had breakfast at mickey d’s after their meeting, as if I being almost kicked out was nothing! Lol. So my dad being here means me having to suffer yosi control! Yes, I’m 19 and I still ain’t allowed to smoke! So here’s a theory, I think me being unable to smoke regularly has something to do with my infrequent blog posts. Or not… ok I confess! The reason why I have been slacking off lately because I’ve been playing Grand Chase for the past 2 weeks! Plus I’ve been watching Soul Eater (a great anime btw). I have lots of distractions lately so I’ll just try to keep up with my regular post frequency:P

R.I.P. FrancisM

2009-03-08T14:35:00.004+08:00

Pussies and Bitches

2009-02-27T00:52:00.002+08:00

dirty tourist: hey! you from here kid?
JB: uh huh.
dirty tourist: yah know where i can find pussies and bitches? if yah know what i mean. hehe.
JB: I know a place. common I'll take you there.
dirty tourist: oh great, let's go (yah don't look like a pimp kiddo)
JB: here it is:) *runs away* GOTCHA YOU PERV!
dirty tourist: little bastard!

Just my luck

2009-02-27T00:46:00.002+08:00

look i got a cab! nah just a big coincidence >_<

How to really make a girl happy

2009-02-18T13:31:00.004+08:00

here's Natasha's list on How to make a girl happy on her blog, so i decided to post it here with a lil twist of F.L.I.P.

1. While you hold her hand play with her fingers.
JaBa: hold her hands with your one hand, then play with your finger of your other hand.
2. tickle her and make her laugh
JaBa: yup, still using your fingers, finding the spot is the key.
3. kiss her
JaBa: uh huh, right there.
4. and dont only kiss her on her lips, kissing her on the cheek and forehead is cute too
JaBa: I know it’s called “the other lip” but I didn’t know it has a forehead!
5. hold her waist
JaBa: for support, you don't want her tilting to the right or to the left. or maybe you do.
6. hug her while you're behind her and rest your head on her shoulder,
JaBa: let me rephrase that: hug her behind and rest your head.
7. whisper you love her in her ear
JaBa: a little sliding of the tongue wont hurt:P
8. tell her she’s beautiful.
JaBa: beautiful on her nurse costume you just bought.
9. look her in the eyes and smile when you’re thinking of her.
JaBa: it’s easy to smile when you have loads of erotic thoughts swarming on your brain.
10. tell her you never want her to let you go.
JaBa: sometimes, she doesn’t want you to let go. Hence “pag binunot mo yan, papatayin kita”. (no translation available, it won’t really make any sense that way.)

if you truly know how to make a girl happy, she'll definitely crave for it that she'll want it more than you do. if you know what i mean. :P

Doyle & Cedine II

2009-02-18T13:17:00.005+08:00

Doyle's reply

Ms. Cedine

Umm.. hi! And uh, as you can see, I’m not really familiar on writing formal letters as well, so please don’t even bother being formal on me :)(the smile is to prove to you that I’m being really casual on this.lol). First of all, thank you for reading and for constantly visiting my blog, I very much appreciate you writing me a letter. It just made me more inspired and fueled to write more of my nonsense stories. It flatters me to know that you are actually reading my posts over and over; I didn’t even imagine anyone would read it even once. And about the paintings, they are actually a product of my “rush” nature, meaning I spend only a good 15-20 mins on them. So please don’t overrate them, they’re not worth praising for.XD. Sceleris is also my favorite work, and I do love every character, I'm glad you love it too, though I'm kinda scared at first that people won't get it, or that it's just too deep or too complicated but i guess some did get it and appreciated it:) It says on your address that you’re from Steedshire, you see, I grew up there, I call it my home even though I haven’t been there ever since I settled here in Rockfort, I still remember the old mill up on the hill, is it still there? Oops, looks like I’m smothering you with my reminiscing now, lol. Oh and I love your little gift! Thank you! Now I feel more special, and make me wanna write a post this instant! And no, it’s not troublesome for me to write al letter, though I have a little secret… this is the first letter I’ve ever written:)

Many thanks,
Doyle, author of Fabula

Doyle & Cedine

2009-02-18T03:32:00.004+08:00

Cedine's 1st letter

Sir Doyle,

Good day sir or perhaps good evening... well it depends. Forgive my informality, I’m not really sure how to make a proper letter but I want this to be as formal as I can, that’s why I wrote an actual letter rather than sending you an e-mail (though I had a hard time goggling you’re postal address). You see, I’ve been reading your posts on your blog for quite some time now, and I’ve enjoyed or even been inspired by your works. Your fictions are remarkable and some of them are really awe-inspiring, I’ve been reading and rereading them every now and then. I think the Sceleris series is your greatest work! I love how you give the characters their distinctive personalities and how it resembles them. And I do love your paintings, I’m just wondering how long does it take for you to paint such masterpieces? You have great talent and I like the way you combine them to make a great work of art. I will keep on visiting Fabula and I’ll keep on reading and rereading your works. You must be thinking, “what a stalker?” right? Hehehe, please do bear with me, I just really like your blog and I hope you respond on this letter. If writing a letter is troublesome for you, please send me an e-mail, I wrote it on the back of this paper (so informal of me) alongside my other contact details. I have sent you a little something to show my appreciation for inspiring me with your works, I hope you like it, ummm it’s just right there in the envelope together with this letter.

Good luck on Fabula, and please do write more remarkable writings, and please reply. Tnx!

Cedine

Heart's day post

2009-02-14T07:57:00.005+08:00

7:05 am, Valentine's day 09

this post has nothing to do with valentine's day except for the title and the date when it's written, i just felt like writing so wtf. well maybe it's quite associated after all.

I've just read Sir Wayne's last post (Many Thanks) on Wayne Austen's Dairies which is about the closing of his blog and I thought, we have the same reasons that leads to his blog's closing (in my case "seldom posting"). for one, is that i have fortunately found a happier distraction. Strange as it may seem, I found it easier to write F.L.I.P. when I was lonely and bored than now, when I am happy and settled. (the last sentence was actually his, i just did a lil renditon to support my case) i'll try to recuperate my past frequency of my posts, hence i'm writing this post.XD. though im kinda afraid that the quality might suffer, but what the heck. lol

since i can't think of anything to write anymore, here's a random convo
(conversed while i'm writing this actual post)

PH 7:50am Vday
LDN 11:50pm Vday eve

Natasha: do you like surprises ?
JB: dunno, lol
Natasha: lols, why?
JB: i havn't been surprised. lol
Natasha: you havent ?
JB: coz when i smell somthing, i tend to sleuth. lol
Natasha: looooool. then they are kinda not good on keeping surprises or hiding it frm you.
JB: lol. perhaps. or im just really good on sleuthing. lol
Natasha: loools.

we kinda use "lol" a lot ay? XD

come to think of it, i started to write this post at 7:05am, now it's 7:56am, wtf!?

Silver casket

2009-02-10T02:14:00.004+08:00

Toinkz: gray coat and black pants. i need your opinion.
JB: it's cool, as long as your casket is silver you're good to go.
Toikz: sonovabitch.

lesson learned: don't ask me random questions about fashion, unless you're on your funeral.

No sleep but happy moments=]

2009-02-07T13:08:00.003+08:00

Natasha Laxa, author

The effects of not doing work on time. i should know it by now but i guess i will just write about it

WOW.. I have never felt this tried when getting no sleep because of my projects and deadlines...i want to perfect my project... all im thinking right now is how sleepy i am, how badly i want to go to my bed, snuggle up and feel warm and just K.O. for a long time =]. that wont happen for these next few days unless, when i get home fom college i will just sleep untill next morning but, that wont happen. I have to thank my boyfriend for staying with me and saying " boo you can doo it " or saying " why dont you get some sleep" but me im like i cant sleep because time is gold. 2hours lost of power nap. was 2hours of gold time or drawing and making. You would think by looking at the picture on the right of 3 red bulls and one fizzy drink would keep me awake, but the funny thing is 3 red bulls didnt help me at all. But i guess that was no use to me, i still was not done by the time i had my deadline. so i ended up not going in. I actually didnt end up sleeping the whole of wednesday through all the way to thursday, no sleep at all, well added 2hours power nap but i couldnt actually get to sleep, it took me around 30mins or so to sleep. i waited untill around the time my boyfriend had to go to school (friday early morning). then finally went to sleep after nearly 2days no sleep =] heyyy that reminds me......

Before he had left for school or fallen asleep i had said something very sweet i think to him =]. he knows what it is, 3 small words one big meaning. At first, he didnt actually realise what i had said. he was like ow wait. i've just realised what you said. i think it took us another hour or more than an hour to get over the fact that i had finally said it to him =] . i can now breath as i have said i love him. I was just so loving seeing his smile. i couldnt love his smile when hes kilig ( getting butterflies) when i say such sweet things, especially when he is trying to hide that he is. I love his killer eyes, my soft spot is his eyes. i love everything about him. Basically I love you Mr John Benjamin Lazatin Narciso.

I couldnt have been more tired, its now early morning 9:00am (philippines time) 01.00am (ldn time) date saturday 7th feb 2009 and my body is feeling it now.. i have already had sleep but im dreading to go to work in around 9hours from now.. but basically i miss my boyfriend =]. and is just going to go to sleep now.

i dont have anything else to write but... im bored.. sitting in a room by myself. looking at baby jb's pictures and missing him. wondering if he will wake up soon. i guess not.

so good night =]
-x-

JB+NAS

2009-02-02T21:28:00.005+08:00

there is no snow here in ph so.... who wrote this then? hmm.. she's so sweet=] wish i could write on baha (flood, coz that's the closest thing we have to snow) to show her my appriciation. lol

come to think of it, my name already got to London and see snow but still i haven't done both. wtf!?

01/30/09 imba

2009-02-01T23:29:00.012+08:00

Part VII

This post is written because Migs insisted on it. He texted me saying that I need to post something because my blog is getting dull, but actually I figured out his “hidden agenda” and that is; to be finally mentioned on my blog! Fortunately, I’m on the “mood” to write at that time, when I was lying on the sofa, waiting for my breakfast, the T.V. was on, talking about anger management or something, but I wasn’t really watching… we just got home from manila by the way. And this is actually the ending of the story. So I’ll just start from the beginning…

Part I

It was planned that my friends in pampanga (Keith, Migs, Biboy, Einar and Adams) will go to manila to shop, then go clubbing, then go to a casino, then play dota. It was Friday, I woke up at around 5pm, yup, my body clock is on London time, courtesy of Ms. Natasha Laxa, my girlfriend who lives in London, coz we’ve been chatting/texting forever (still texting her while writing this draft, and while rewriting it on my laptop). I’ve been sleeping and waking like this for two weeks now, I know right? Unhealthy for the body, but I say it’s healthy for my heart.XD (tweetums cheesiness). Now back to the story… (here I jumped off the sofa to eat my favorite breakfast which is tuyo (dried lil fish) and scrambled eggs with onions)……[eating]……(back on the sofa, feeling fuckin full!) where was i… oh yeah, so I woke up at 5pm, Keith, a.k.a. Kate-that’s how Filipinos pronounce Keith, texted me, that they will be in Manila in an hour. I was alone in my room, Tash, a.k.a. Natasha, a.k.a. my boo, is still asleep, and it’s already 9am there in London. Not to mention she needs to go to work that day, okay I’ll stop here, I’m writing too much when I’m talking about my girl! Lol. Just bear with me, the blogger is hooked! Lol. So I just surfed the net to burn some time. At around 6, they texted me that they are already at the mall, which comes first before my place (that explains why they didn’t pick me up first, then go to the mall) so I lay there in my room, waiting for the time to pass by, and waiting for Tash to wake up! They kept on asking me if we’re already on the guest list in club Embassy. So I texted my friend and my cousin to confirm if we’re on the list… to make the long story short, we end up having two separate lists under two different people, meaning there are two sets of lists that has our names on it-which became unexpectedly useful later on the story.

The Fort

(I am very lazy, tired and sleepy at the moment so I’ll just shorten the whole story) after the mall, they went straight to my place. By this time, I’m already chatting with Natasha, while my friends are ransacking my fridge. Eventually, we are now going to the fort, we decided to have dinner there so that we’ll be near Embassy already. On the way there, we got lost. Lol. I insisted on buying a friggin map but they never listen! They preferred guessing if we’ll go right, straight or left, that’s 33.3% chance that we’ll get it right, but there are lots of right turns, left turns and straights so it doesn’t really work that way. So yeah, we wasted time and gas. We arrived at the fort at around… 10pm? I’m not really sure, but I guess it doesn’t really matter. We had dinner at Gerry’s grill, man we were so full! Embassy is just a 10 minute walk from Gerry’s, so me, Einar and Adams decided to walk through High Street (it’s like Philippine’s Rodeo Drive [my opinion]) but Keith, Biboy and Migs, the heavy weight’s of our group, decided to take a cab to go to the car! Redundant right? (here I decided to go to sleep then continue this draft when I feel like it)

[sleeping]

(and now I woke up, had dinner [coz it’s already 6pm] and now, back to writing)

Embassy

Eventually, we arrived at Embassy at around 11:30pm? We came early to avoid the stupid looooong line. We have a little problem though, Migs forgot to bring an I.D.! This means he won’t be able to get in! Here comes the unexpectedly useful duplicate list; our names are listed under two persons, one is Kat Zulueta and the other, Ivan Zalameda. So me, Einar, Keith, Biboy and Adams told the lady in the counter that we are under Kat Zulueta, so the lady already crossed out our names in the list to avoid duplication, but they don’t know that there is still a duplicate list under Ivan Zalameda. Here is our plan, Migs is going to use Einar’s other I.D. to get in; he actually looks like Einar on the picture. Though they don’t look alike in person, which is good because our plan is to make two Enar Feliciano’s! at first, Migs is too scared to take that risk. But coach Einar told him some inspiring things to him to build up his confidence (it reminds us of a scene on coach carter. Lol) after 15 mins on the line, (because the line got longer while Migs is still gathering all his courage) he fortunately fooled Embassy! We just witnessed a boy turned into a ~~man~~ older boy. Lol. While in the club, they had a couple of bottles and I just smoked my lungs out, because I don’t really drink. I just flaunt my moves coz I just love the attention! Lol. The place was packed with hot ladies, but who cares!? My girl is hotter! Bwahahahaha! Migs and Keith had their “fun”. Lol. We decided to took off after just an hour and a half or so, coz we still have other plans on our itinerary.

Hyatt

We got lost again….lol. well fortunately, we made it to the casino, I just love the ambiance, we are surrounded by cigarettes, cards and money…ahhhhh…nirvana. lol. Here’s the long story shortened: everybody loses except Einar. I won’t post the actual amount in case our parents might stumble upon my blog! lol

DotA

After the gruesome defeat on the casino. We decided to go meet our DotA opponents at the famous (for DotA players)/ unknown (for everyone else) Pacific Suites. The team was balanced, it’s going to be me, Keith, Migs, Biboy, and his brother Archie against Einar, Adams and three of our friends there in Pacific. The game started, at early game, it was a one sided battle in favor to the enemy, but we never give up… in mid game, hope was found! At end game, we slaughtered them! Bwahahaha!

Home

On the way home… we got lost again! Lmfao! When we reached pampanga, me and Migs got home first because our house is nearer. I then asked the maid to cook me some tuyo and scrambled eggs. I sat on the sofa, turned on the T.V., then after a few minutes, I received a text message from Migs… now read the post all over again! Lol

Tweetums fact: Tash and I are exchanging text messages the whole time. Even while I’m writing all of this on my notebook. We’ve been like this for two weeks now. I love my boo and I love my London body clock! Lol

pictures from that night:

Fucking long post ay?

The day he asked my mom the question

2009-01-31T21:08:00.006+08:00

Ms. Natasha Laxa, author

How can I carry on our love story?

Her 5hours at work

the day was normal nothing special. She just had a decent day at work, finally had a talk with her manager and was said she was top sales person for the store =]. And personal targets had been exceeded =]. Which I was surprised because I didn’t actually expect it... But she had a good day and realized a lot. And left things behind that needed to be left behind... Whilst texting him at work, smiling and getting butterflies because of the overly sweet text's that he had been sending, had been making her day go by quicker and happier whilst being another form of inspiration to do well at work...Work had finished and I decided to go home, but then again my mom had called and said we would go eat nandos (for those who don’t know it’s a famous chicken place here in London which is so nice like really nice)..

Dinner at nandos with mom and Auntie Nina

what can I say I was so hungry, not really talking to them just eating. But then I realized let me just tell my mom I have someone new now=]. I couldn’t be happier to tell them about him. And how he is showing good will and has goals in his life and also has talent. Saying how he lives nearby to where we live. Also saying I had met him through my cuz gum (renz). Couldn’t be happier with meeting him. (But yea. that’s just derailing me of my story) they though he was young but I was like no he is not, he’s 19. =]. Carried on telling what they asked... whilst i was eating and telling mom and auntie about JB... i was texting him. (As usual we are texting 24/7 so that we keep the spark alive). He said mention this mention that =]. So I did. They seemed pleased...

his intro to himself began...

he then asked me

JB: "ur with them na? paki sabi "gud evening po tita n tito n kuya richard" nd d ako na22log 4 u my baby" (trans: i won’t go to sleep 4 u my baby)
but he didnt realise that i wasn’t with my dad or kuya i was just my mom and auntie Nina (mom of gum aka renz) i told him that i wasn’t with them then he just replied to me
JB: " i didn’t know nanjan din pala mom ni gum! lols paki sabi "mayap a bengi pu kekayu titas" =] (trans: i didn’t know gums mom is there lol please say "good evening to you aunties"

they ended up saying the same thing back to him. so i texted him back saying that they said the same thing back to him as a pleasant reply. man if you would see the smile on my face, it’s just like wow..i was happy that he formally introduced himself to my mom and auntie even if it was just by a simple text saying hello. By the time i had got home from work and eating, we were still texting he then asked me:

big moment question was then asked

JB: lam ba nilang tau na? if not paki sabi " pede ke pung paglolon ing malagu nyung anak" (trans: would it be okay if i go out with your pretty child).

in between i told my mom “read please” he texted you this and read. as she was being lazy i read it to her instead and she gave me the answer; as long as he takes care of me and don’t do what the last one did.

TASHA: i replied my mom said yes as long as you take care of me. (i was also thinking wow as simple as that she said yes to him)

straight away i texted him i was happy meaning my mom knows about their daughter Natasha and jb being together =].

he replied
JB: "hey does this mean legal na tau!? ha? ha? ha? inaantok n ko pero bigla akong nagising! pinabasa mo?! meaning lam nya n tau na?!?! holy! this is too good to be true! effing surreal man! ang saya saya ko right now! possibly d most happiest moment in my life! NO im positive! the happiest moment in my life so far =].
(trans: hey does the mean we are legal now? ha ha ha? I’m sleepy but i all of a sudden woke up! did you let her read it.? meaning she knows its us now? holy! this is too good to be true! effing surreal man! I’m so happy right now. possible the most happiest moment in my life! no I’m positive the happiest moment in my life so far!)

i was thinking to myself. "omg i couldn’t be happier as well. smiling from ear to ear. was like a smile that i haven’t had in this context like from a guy in a long time"

that was such a perfect end to a perfect day. i was so happy. and still am happy to this moment of me writing this blog. it still gives me the feeling that i felt when first reading it. i would read it over and over again and still get the same feeling. but i guess he’s someone who knows the real meaning of someone... till this moment we are still non-stop texting butterflies feeling... smiling constantly even if he is thousands of miles away from me in Philippines and i am in london. one blink of an eye we will see each other soon.

our potential love story isn’t a potential one. IT IS A LOVE STORY. =]

jasha love team =]

JB + NATASHA

signed Natasha Maria Marquez laxa writer...=]

XOXO

2009-01-17T22:48:00.004+08:00

Part I

1st night at the club (which became more than a club for us XD) at first, everything seems normal, normal in the sense that I wasn’t expecting anything special to happen or to meet anyone special on that matter. All seems… yup normal, until I saw this girl on the next table, I know, it is normal to see a pretty lady in the club, but she ain’t no ordinary girl. One look at her, I knew there’s something different, in which you can’t define different, basically, I didn’t know what I really felt that time, but I was positive that t’was a good thing, but I was wrong, it was a great thing actually!

After minutes of checking her out secretly, (coz this dude beside her kept staring at me when I’m staring at her) I saw my friend Gum, sitting there in the same table! I was like, ‘Holy! He knows her!’, then Gum approached me. Course I asked who’s the girl, DRUMROLL* turns out she is his cousin from London! I was like, damn! I love London and I love her! Lol. Oh yeah, the guy sitting beside her is actually her older brother! Hahahaha. So after knowing that she ain’t got a date, I was like ‘yo Gum, can you introduce me to your cousin?’ then he said ‘you want to? She likes guys who can dance’ (Gum have seen me dance, he knows I’ve got some moves. Lol) then I said ‘are you saying she likes me?’ then he was like ‘dunno’ with a mocking grin to back his answer up. I took that as nothing when I should be gathering my guts to introduce myself! Lol. Here’s a revelation, I’m a very shy person when it comes to that area, I mean, basically, I don’t have the guts to introduce myself to pretty ladies! Lol. After a couple of minutes of just staring at her, my friends decided to go to a near casino, I decided to stay for two reasons, because I don’t gamble and because I’m still gathering all the guts I can get to be able to approach my lady!

My friends got back with wide smiles on their faces, fortunately they won big time. XD. Yes, I’m still on a corner, thinking what to say to her, how pathetic. T.T

So the first meeting didn’t go well. To worsen my despair, I learned that she’ll be back in London in a couple of weeks. I was beginning to lose hope…

JB-zero

Part II

2nd night at the club (yup, the same club as before) this time, I’m with my friends from manila, my condo mates. I wasn’t really expecting to see her again because I assumed that she already left the country. While I was greeting my other friends (I got loads of friends that hang out at that club) I saw her again with her cousins, I instinctively, almost immediately told my friends that I’ve been wanting to know her. Then Gum appeared again, and then he was like, ‘she’s here with us, want me to introduce you to her?’ unfortunately, my shyness got the best of me, I said no. Fuck me right?

I partied “normally” with my friends, not thinking about her, thinking that it’s already too late for our “formal introduction”. They took off before us, after a couple of minutes we decided to go as well. I think I should mention that two of my friends threw up due to the margarita that my friend (dj johenn) offered them. Lol. So while my friend was throwing up at Jollibee (funny right?) Gum texted me, he asked ‘is your friend throwing up? Look up, we’re here at coffee academy, 2nd level’. Coffee Academy is just across the street in front of Jollibee, so I crossed the highway to meet him, and hopefully to see her. Unfortunately Gum went down by himself, he even asked me, again, if I would want to go upstairs and, yup, finally meet his cousin, and again, I said no! fuck me again! Well, because I’ll be too shy being introduced to her in front of her cousins! I’ll probably go red, maroon maybe. End of chapter II.

JB-still zero.

Part III

Everything’s back to normal, I’m here in manila again, cutting class. God’s grace shined upon me! I saw her on friendster! On my who’s viewed me list! I was like yelling ‘London crush viewed me on friendster!!!’. So I send her a message right away! (uh huh, got the guts to do that! Lol) and then she replied almost immediately, meaning she’s online! So I asked her if she got yahoo messenger, she gave it to me. Then after that, everything falls into place, just how I wanted it to:)

JB-Natasha

There are lots of untold revelations here. I didn’t write em coz I would love it if she’ll be the one confessing them! Right honey bun? XD

We’ve been chatting and texting constantly frequent now. Hope you guys liked our little story. And yes, this one’s a potential love story. lol

xoxo

From your girl next door (but all the way in london)

2009-01-17T14:18:00.006+08:00

Ms. Natasha Laxa, author

Where can i start. Mr John Benjamin Lazatin Narciso. [ wow i called you via your full name] first time i had actually seen you was while i was on holiday just a few weeks ago clubbing in a club called S Club right =]. Last time i had seen you was just last week. That's just a memorable place now. Well for me at least. What can i say. I met you through my cuz gum but not really seeing as he didn't even introduce us or you couldn't introduce yourself and neither could i. But that's okay. Better late than never right =]. As i said before you seem like a very intelligent, sweet, funny, CHEESEY so far that's what i can describe you as=] but i know there's more words i can describe you as. =]. I love your photography. Your a real artist and has a thing for art, we are the same there =]. Artists admire other artist’s work like i do to your work =] guess you didn't know that huh. First saw you move to Chris brown – Forever in sclub i was like.. “hmmmm” LOVE IT. =p “this guy who i think looks ‘guwapo’ can dance really good, i would have loved to see more”. What else can i say, I guess we have the same passion for beaches being a paradise and a love for dance. Still haven't had that first dance. Should come soon tho =] i hardly saw you out and about but the moments that i did see you was like.. my eyes were glued to you. Its like.. “will he ever look at me – will we ever talk – will he ever look back – will he ever look at me” then i thought not. But i guess i was mistaken till this day I'm writing it.. i will say it again seeing as i just read something. I LOVE YOUR CHEESEYNESS [sorry i don't know if its a word but its my word]. LOVE IT BOO =] . for me its like we have known each other for a long time already. Its just so casual how we talk . your like the easiest person to talk to.. your also the first person who i have seen who looks guwapo [ good looking ] after no sleep for like 35hours=]. Your definitely appreciated not just by me but by many =]. Your such a simple guy and that's what i like about you..hmm what else could i say ?? first thing that made me laugh and thought wow we will click is.. your post on this blog of yours.. you said.. “I'm expecting a special guest from london. XD welcome to my blog:) feel free to read my nonsense posts! lol say hi to harry for me! Lol” that couldn't have made me laugh so much. I'm glad I’ve met you. I can see your slowly becoming special to me when i mean special very special..i just hope you don't leave and stay F.O.R.E.V.E.R. =] you have got the cutest smile. Especially in the picture where you haven't had any sleep for 35hours. Still looking good =] that's like my fav pic of you so far. i think right now I'm talking non-sense but who cares. I actually loved reading your blog. Something to do and pass time by.. i think i should just stop now just in case you get bored. Or people who read this get bored. But i don't want to be too sweet. Because you know anyways how sweet i can be =]. Sweet like candy. =] wow i'm catching on your cheesyness =] but I LOVE IT =]..

i hope your like what i have just written to you. =] nothing too exaggerated, something simple. You know we have our lil memories.cheesey but we LOVE IT =]..

from your girl next door [but all the way in london] . & h0ney bun =p

Ms Natasha Maria Marquez Laxa

I'm expecting a special guest from london. XD

2009-01-16T18:55:00.002+08:00

welcome to my blog:) feel free to read my nonsense posts! lol

say hi to harry for me! lol

Gula

2009-01-14T20:36:00.005+08:00

Lhissa Emlott woke up in the middle of the night. She heard a girl screaming, a scream that is so terrifying that you can feel the pain just by hearing it. The scream didn’t last long; it stopped as if someone swallowed the sound. It stopped instantly.
Bothered, Lhissa knuckled the sand on her eyes; she waited for her eyes to adjust to the dark night’s dimness. Through the window she peered into the dark alley below, an obscured image that seemed to be a stout lady stared back at her with its deep black eyes. Stunned, she rubbed her eyes and blinked twice, then she looked once more, the lady was gone, she only saw a barrel that can be mistaken for a stout lady. She figured that her eyes were just cheating her earlier when she saw the lady. Lhissa went back to sleep.
Lhissa woke up. It is still night time when she decided to get up, she found herself standing on a dark alley, it only took her a few second to realize that it was the alley where she saw the lady with deep black eyes. She scanned the area; blood was all over the pavement, fresh red blood with blistering stench. Frightened, she ran franticly, regardless to where she’ll go, she ran as fast as she can. Lhissa looked back; she saw the lady standing in the middle of the scene, staring at her with its deep black eyes, with a mocking grin on its blood covered lips. She closed her eyes and continued running, she can feel that the lady was chasing her, she can hear the heavy footsteps of her pursuer, chunk every chunk squeezed against the blood stained road. Lhissa stepped on something that made her topple; she realized she stepped on a dismembered arm that looked like it was once belonged to a girl. Lhissa screamed a familiar scream, a scream that she heard before, a scream that is so terrifying that you can feel the pain just by hearing it. The lady with deep black eyes stood before her, she was having trouble getting up because the blood drenched road was slippery. She knew she won’t be able to get up in time, she felt the blood pulling her down as if they want her to suffer the same faith they had. The lady opened her mouth, it opened wide enough to swallow Lhissa whole. Her teeth was covered with yellowish slime that looked like what a little girl’s fat will look like. Her breath reeks of what a little girl’s flesh will smell like. Lhissa stared at the monsters mouth, at her inevitable death. And then Lhissa woke up.
‘Are you alright? You look terrible.’ Her Aunt Cechil asked her.
‘Just a bad dream’ said Lhissa. But she is not really sure if it was just a bad dream.
‘You should be careful Lhissa, many girls gone missing in the past few days, the folks claim that there is this monster who feed on little girls’
‘What monster? Was it a fat lady?’
‘How’d ya know that!? Yes, they say t’was a fat lady with very dark eyes’ Aunt Cechil gave Lhissa a stern look.
‘I saw her in my dreams’
‘Ya better stop reading those scary books of yours, told you they’ll give you nightmares’
Lhissa stares blankly outside the window; she no longer listens to what her Aunt is telling her. There are two things that Lhissa is sure of, one is that her books had nothing to do with her dream, and second, is that what she saw last night in the alley was indeed the fat lady with deep black eyes.

Why I blog

2008-12-30T05:13:00.005+08:00

here are reasons why I blog.

to flaunt my unappreciated talent.
to impress my girl-friends (friends that are of the opposite sex)
blogging is a great way to show your intellectuality.
to share my thoughts with a twist of wit and humor.
to improve my english (my dream is to become a 24/7 call center agent [not really, no])
to be called a "writer".
to kill my boredom.
because writing in the net is free, plus my shiznit is well preserved here than in my starbucks planner.
because somehow, I have readers. XD
to be famous, hopefully I'll have a chance to meet Maja Salvador by then. (all this for you my love)
because blogs are unpublished books. meaning, if Michael Crichton (RIP) is a normal teenage boy of our generation with limited budget, he'll be starting his career here in blogger! lol
I'm hoping that I'll be the next Neil Gaiman, or better yet, the first JB Narciso.
for money, sex and power! bwahahahaha! joking! lol
the money part is true though, coz I accept gifts on envelopes. XD

Romantic story?

2008-12-18T18:56:00.001+08:00

A forwarded message from Julz…

Very romantic story:

A prince was cursed by a witch. He could only speak a word per year, but if he doesn’t, he could save the words for the next year. One day he saw a pretty princess and fell in love with her. He waited for nine years to say:

“my lady, I love you. Will you marry me?”

at ang sabi ng magaling na princesa…
(the stupid princess replied…)

“pardon?”

-anonymous

So immediately/instinctively, I texted back my alternate ending…

Very romantic story:

A prince was cursed by a witch. He could only speak a word per year, but if he doesn’t, he could save the words for the next year. One day he saw a pretty princess and fell in love with her. He waited for nine years to say:

“my lady, I love you. Will you marry me?”

Turns out, the princess was cursed as well. She can only hear for a minute per year. She also saved it for nine years. After she saw the prince mouthing words, she “turned on” her hearing. How ironic that it was a little too late…

Epilogue

A year after that, they decided to talk and hear at the same time. The prince clears his throat before saying:

“supercalifragilisticexpialidocious”

sinulit! hahahah!
(a clever/dumb way of making the most out of it ay?)

Lesson learned: learn to exchange notes.

Kissing 101

2008-12-17T18:53:00.001+08:00

Kissing is like eating a sundae on a cone. It’s just like caressing the tip of the sundae with your lips with occasional sliding of the tongue, and in some cases, biting it.

“you’re lips is like a drug to me, like my personal brand of chapstick”

The other side of the JBJ story

2008-12-15T23:07:00.011+08:00

Joyce Alviar, author

Here’s a diary-like story about a pair of new shoes, palpitating hearts and a lot of nonsense humor.. oh and by the way this post shall serve to be "the other side" of the JBJ story...

It all started when my friend JB "called" moi (as opposed to what he said that he TEXTED me.) Btw, he does call for me when he needs me... i just wanted to stress that he can get too desperate at times...Lol. I got nothing to do that night and I was bumming in front of the tv the moment i answered the rascal's call. I was obviously available, so I said yes. I wanted to do something else so i thought going to the mall wasn't bad at all (going out with him would be.. Lol.)

JB as the usual pain in me ass wanted me to go pick him up! what a prick! I'm fine with it though, since the way to the mall would mean passing by his place... oh yeah, Not a gentleman (not the reason why I broke him off though...Lol.) I arrived at his place the way he narrated it...

We chatted on and on inside the cab... Here goes a revelation~~he tried to hold my hand, right hand to be exact. My hand went off of his, as my initial reaction. Boy was he persevering Lol. I remember making my jokes work just to derail him off that awkward scene...

JB and I finally arrived the glorious location and decided to puff some cigarettes before entering (it's true that we're smoke machines.) The Hell with the signs, cause everywhere we spot a place to smoke we see a sign that says "Thank you for NOT smoking" ... But actually what we're meaning to say was... "We're NOT smoking you dummy... we're BREATHING!"Lol.

While inside the mall, my first instinct was to hold his arm like i always do with anyone I'm with when strolling the mall. (Girls do that since childhood ya know, with our dolls locked in one arm... I must've grown up with it.) As the devil have said it, we kinda looked like a couple... We're sure are cute for two ugly people (I take back my part on this phrase Lol.) While we were hopping from one store to another we noticed people staring at our locked hands. I wanted to laugh because I tried making guesses of what they were thinking while looking at us... everything I guessed only serves for my vanity...Lol. But what Jb and I have is only philial, that they cannot understand and it was like trippin strangers.

After Store hopping for shoes we went coffee shop hopping... (hey there Jb that's a good tongue twister [nonsense].) Here we talked of random things that made the people on the other table stop from their conversation and just listened to our sensible topics. and after realizing they were listening we crack ourselves with Fuckin corny jokes!! You guys know how this work, you must've thought "this two are nut cracks!!" Lol. I dunno what's with us, must've been the coffee or maybe just us...(I strongly believe it was just us. Lol.)

The topics of our conversation was so diverse, which the devil has enumerated already... And again I shared my knowledge on some of them... (Shit! This makes me more mature, not to mention older than the rascal. Suicide!) As we finished our drinks and flooded the ash tray with cigarette butts we decided to head home...

Lesson learned:
....I didn't really get anything from this meeting....
maybe i would the next time....
or the next....
or the next....

Translation for dummies: Don't go out with Jb...
Nah I hate to say this but you'll probably get stoked..

P.S. Shawty you're an Eight!

JB's note:
what can I say, the devil got even.

JBJ

2008-12-09T14:44:00.013+08:00

Here’s a diary-like story about a pair of new shoes, palpitating hearts and Spanish parents..

It all started when my friend, Biboy, who is a former thomasian (UST) and now a proud student of Angeles University (I’m not sarcastically dissin’ A.U. here, just wanna point out that UST, at some points, is overrated. Lol) bought his new shoes. Naturally I envied him! Lol. I told myself, I gotta have one too! Very spoiled brat-ish right? Don’t get me wrong though, my parents (Juanito & Rosalinda [no we’re not Spanish]) never raised a spoiled brat! I just sacrifice my needs to satisfy my wants! Lol. Holy crap where was I? Got derailed there for a second. Oh yeah, so I decided to get my own new krispy kicks!

Problem is, I’m in need of company, not that I’m not willing to go solo to the mall, which is very me when I got the urge/craving to do/buy/eat something. Again, got derailed from the topic, which is very not me. What the hell!? Too many distractions! Grrrr. Where was I? Ok, so I texted a couple of friends, unfortunately, they all got something to do, well not all, I texted my friend, Joyce, who is (not really necessary to mention) my xgf. Turns out she’s available (available to accompany me in the mall and available in the sense that she’s currently single. Lol [not that I have plans ]). Derailed again, just bare with me ayt? So, we decided to meet at my place, wherein she has to take a cab and I’ll just slouch on the bed to wait for her, not very gentleman of me, which is very me (not really). Lol.

Ding dong…
Joyce: hi!
JB: sorry? I believe you pressed the wrong bell…
Joyce: fuck off! (turns and stomped away)
JB: loled

We chat for a couple of minutes coz it’s been a while (in which a while means months) since we last saw each other, inhaled a few puffs (just Marlboros, not marijuana. [just to be clear]) on the balcony while (eventually) watching fire works (god knows why there was fire works that night). Then off we go, to the mall!

As planned, we cruise a couple of shoe shops. 1st stop, Zoo York, Joyce insisted to go there coz she was looking for this distinct pair, pink sneakers with pink stuffs on it (she hates pink[not really, no]). They actually have cool shoes; they got basic black and white sneakers, graphic designed kicks, and a white pair with shiny gold designs that caught our eyes.

JB: (holding the shoe) this one is definitely a candidate!
Joyce: yeah, love it!
JB: ayt, but let’s check out the other stores.
Joyce: ok, but I like that one!

I think it’s worth mentioning that we were like a couple at that time, (here I typed a more straight forward sentence, but Joyce didn’t let me to do so when I texted her the straight forward sentence to ask for permission if I can post the straight forward sentence, you’ll get what I mean after you read HER version of the forbidden sentence [yes, she texted me her preferred construction of words]) charm served me well that time that she half consciously held my hand at times.-Joyce’s version of the forbidden sentence. LOL! Just to be safe, it’s really more of a bro-sis thing, wherein she’s playing the older sibling! lol) I’ll be dead when we meet again. Seriously.

2nd stop, was it Nike or Ecko? Let’s not mind the chronology of the stores, shall we? To make the long story short, we went to nike, then ecko, then to a shoe salon, only to end up at Zoo York again. And yes, the white-gold kicks won! Oh yeah, it’s not that expensive too.

Time for a break, and to remind Joyce that I won our little gamble, see Barack Obama. Originally, what’s at stake was an 18 inch pizza, but unfortunately/fortunately we were not that hungry at that time, so we settled on a coffee shop with a nice cozy smoking room. Our favorite spot at the mall, I think it deserves a free ad here. Seattle’s Best, 2nd floor, Trinoma, Philippines. Course’ she treated me, I let her order me a clubhouse and a cup of overpriced coffee. After hours of conversation and breathing out smoke, the mall inevitably closed. We are not ready to go home yet, so we went to Star Bucks, which is at the roof deck of the mall that closes later. I bought us drinks, juices; cranberry for her, orange for me. Fuck coffee, our hearts are already palpitating at that moment! Again, hours passed, and our cigarettes gone low. That’s when we finally agreed to go home.

Here are some topics that fueled our conversations:
Fuckin corny jokes
World War I
World War II
Movies
Politics
Intellectual arguments (forgot to mention she’s smart) [I refuse to mention that she’s pretty as well]
How earth began
How life began
Few personal stuffs
Doraemon

It was a fun, wholesome friendly date. But unhealthy, when we’re together, it’ll be like there’s always fire nearby. When there’s smoke, there’s fire. Global warming halts when we weren’t smoking. lol

Lesson learned: why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free. (in which milk means sweet girl/boy company)
Translation for dummies: why engage on a complicated relationship when you have friends that can kill your loneliness.

Words of wisdom of the day:

“love is stranger than snow in autumn”
-a fresh out of the box saying by Sir John Benjamin Lazatin Narcsio, author of F.L.I.P.

Pacquiao Vs De La Hoya

2008-12-09T14:19:00.005+08:00

The picture above displays Pacman owning Golden ~~Boy~~ balls.

Around 48 hours after Pacquiao’s fight… Filipinos can’t get over it, that quickly.

JB: dude, the crime rate dropped during the Paquiao vs Delahoya bout.
Einar: oh come on, I doubt it
JB: I saw it in the news! No snatching, stabbing, robbery, etcetera was reported while the fight was on going.
Einar: nah, it’s just that the police and the media were also watching the fight at that time, that’s why nobody got caught or reported.
JB: Lol!

Tikman mo kamao! Tiktik tikman mo kamao! Pag suntok ni Pacquiao muling titigil ang mundo!
(Taste the fist, tastas taste the fist! The world stops when Pacquiao punches!)

well said:)

Time after time

2008-12-06T02:01:00.011+08:00

note: best served with your eyes closed (feel it)

Angelic voice ay? I always smile whenever I hear her voice, I bet you did as well. I'm proud to say that she was my classmate in high school! All together now... we love you Jeanne!!!

don't forget to visit her blog!

ClearWing

and her youtube channel

http://www.youtube.com/oyensingsandstuff

Christmas @ mickey d's

2008-12-03T15:56:00.002+08:00

Last ummm, Monday, me and my friend decided to drop by at mickey d’s for a quick snack, we sat on the deserted area coz I don’t really like crowded spots, and for some privacy perhaps, plus the not so cushy couch which is a bit more comfortable than stools. When I was in line to order, my ear caught this distinct tune, the song that goes “gloooooo ooooo ooooo ria in excelsus deo” played by a little girl with her violin, they’re a band actually. My heart melted as I turned my head towards the tune, I almost cried when I was ordering my mc nuggets. Turns out they are, according to the envelope that the other kids distributed for donations, are extremely poor children. It was an heartwarming experience to see/hear those less fortunate children play ~~good~~ great music.

P.s. I am currently (in which current means, when I was typing this down) an inch away from having teary eyes. What can I do? I am a cancer – we’re sensitive dudes sez the stars! lol

Twilight Review (And Why It Sucks)

2008-12-03T15:03:00.002+08:00

I strongly recommend that you guys read redkinoko's review on this ~~overrated~~ UBERrated movie. here's the link Twilight Review (And Why It Sucks)

Rihanna and Chris Brown Concert in Manila

2008-11-28T22:02:00.002+08:00

“You are an awesome audience. Thank you Manila,” says Rihanna (left) as she bid goodbye to her Pinoy fans after her back-to-back concert with Chris Brown (right). The concert organized by MTV Philippines took place last Sunday, November 16, at The Fort Open Field in Taguig City.

I never had the chance to watch the concert, nonetheless i was in it! LOL!

p.s. I had pharyngitis after the concert.

The glitch

2008-11-19T22:44:00.003+08:00

Alaphrael stands on a balcony in the silver city, he watches as his creator molds the universe. They, the angels, are witnessing the creation. They watch proudly as the universe is being created one element at a time, for they did their part nicely-in which nice means exact ~angels worked on the "blueprint" of the universe*. "Let there be light" a majestic voice pronounced. A small light flickered in the center of nothingness. Lanathiel, the leader of the "light department" was nervous, nervous that he might have missed something. The light flickered once more, then again and again and again until it swallows the darkness, and then there was light. The Angels who are in charged of light cheered, Lanathiel smiled, satisfied and gratified. The angels watched for six days ~the concept of time doesn't really apply here, time exists but there were no ways of measuring time back then*. For six days they observe, they watch as their respective assignments were being done nicely, so far, perfect. On the seventh day they look upon a newly born universe. Alaphrael smiled a faint smile, almost gloomy, he was relieved that they~the lot of the angels and He Himself* did not notice a small glitch, perhaps He noticed but chooses to let it be.

The Bizarre Adventures of Baby James & Mongo Josh [Episode I]

2008-11-11T15:31:00.006+08:00

Uncanny stories of a baby and his retarded brother

Weekly Visit

Blakoal dakhoal beeensss
Juks pit ap heerlll
Ja bhul jab jupin jak blurrr
Bi bits ta floe
Beksting ie loe
Shappy jhat loe loe loe noe noe noe

Mongo Josh loves to sing. Mongo Josh likes R&B, he did a lot of remixes of the hottest R&B songs (in which remix means replacing the words into babbles). He was singing Flo Rida’s “Low” when Daddy Phillip came to their house to visit him. Daddy Phillip heard his son singing, he scanned the room to check if someone is around, no one except for Baby James. He immediately kicked Mongo Josh on his face. Mongo Josh didn’t feel a thing. Maybe because of his “slow reaction”. Daddy Phillip was pissed, he grabbed a wrench (god knows how that wrench got there) he beats Mongo Josh with it, just like how a father beats his retarded son…oh. Still, Mongo Josh felt nothing, he kept on singing, this time he sings Pussy Cat Doll’s “When I grow up”.

Bhen hai jow dop
Avhanavhie beymbooze
Vhanavhie ajar
Vhanavhienimuvee

Daddy Phillip grabs a steel base ball bat. I guess I don’t’ need to describe what Daddy Phillip did to Mongo Josh. Let’s just say Baby James enjoyed the scene. After hours of beating-the-retarded-shit out of Mongo Josh, Daddy Phillip decided to leave before Mommy Kris and Daddy James arrives.

I guess it is worth mentioning that Daddy Phillip “visits” Mongo Josh three to seven times a week, hoping that someday, he’ll beat-the-retarded-shit out of his son.

Mommy Kris and Daddy James arrived. Daddy James wants to show Mommy Kris that he cares for his retarded step son. He decided that he’ll play with Mongo Josh while Mommy Kris is there to witness his fatherly deed. He approached Mongo Josh with a ball in his hand, hoping that he’ll play with him. As soon as he patted Mongo Josh’s head, Mongo Josh started crying! He cried as loud as he can! Mommy Kris saw this! She thought Daddy James slapped Mongo Josh, but in reality, Mongo Josh cried because Daddy Phillip kicked him, remember what I told you earlier? “slow reaction”. I’ll leave the ending to you. I bet you can imagine the pain Mongo Josh suffered for the next few hours! Baby James loled.

-End of chapter I-

(the names of the characters are created by the author’s imagination, any resemblance of anyone you know are awfully coincidental)

Coming soon on FLIP

2008-11-07T19:03:00.003+08:00

Jersey number 18, Purefoods Tender Juicy Giants. 3 secs remaining on the shot clock, Baby James has the ball, 2.5, 2, 1.5…. he shoots!......

Baby James woke up, the sound of his retarded brother’s head banging against the floor disturbed his sleep. He placed his Dora stuff toy on the corner of his crib, he stepped on Dora’s head as he climbed out. Mongo Josh saw his little brother escaping his (as far as Mongo Josh’s “imagination” is concerned) “cage” (Mongo Josh thinks of his little brother as a pet given to him by Mommy Kris). “bleahhkk” shouted Mongo Josh. Baby James slapped his retarded brother, “quit your babbling you retarded freak!” Baby Josh angrily shouted. “bluwahk!” Mongo Josh replied. Baby James blinked “your hopeless, I can’t see any reason why Mommy Kris and Daddy James are still keeping you here, go home to your Daddy Phillip or might as well do all of us a favor and kill yourself!”. Mongo Josh is, as you all know, a retarded good for nothing huge lump of flesh, but somehow, he knows when his little brother is angry at him. “Blukakelafhuette” Mongo Josh told his brother, pointing at their Mac Book. (a gift from their Tito ~~Gay~~ Boy). Baby James stared at the screen, “what’s that?”. “bwikiki!” Mongo Josh proudly states. Baby James saw the blog.

Funny Little Island Person
Presents

“The Bizarre Adventures of Baby James & Mongo Josh”
Uncanny stories of a baby and his retarded brother

(the names of the characters are created by the author’s imagination, any resemblance of anyone you know are awfully coincidental)

Barack Obama

2008-11-07T15:15:00.002+08:00

circa 2007

JB: I bet Obama is going to be the next president of U.S.A.
Joyce: course not, it's going to be Hillary.
JB: what makes you so sure?
Joyce: *here she explains a lot of things that I don't understand, something about the umm... something government-ish, she's a law(I guess) student after all.
JB: nah, I'll still root for Obama.(she doesn't know that the reason I want Barack to win is just because he is Black)
Joyce: but Hillary is blah blah blah blah...
JB: wanna bet?
Joyce: sure.
JB: an 18" pizza then.
Joyce: alright.

where's my freakin pizza!!!!

The Crying Call Center Agent

2008-11-01T19:06:00.002+08:00

Check out 3:40, it's kinda boring at the beginning, but trust me, it's worth the wait!

Crush of the Month

2008-11-01T07:50:00.002+08:00

After a gruesome battle against Carmen Soo, Cristine Reyes reigned supreme! The author's choice (Carmen Soo) owned the 1st three weeks, but I guess it ain't over till it's over.

Fuck it

2008-10-27T05:48:00.016+08:00

my all time favorite song:) and no it's not for you:) It's for someone (back then) who i think doesn't know of my blog's existence, so I'm safe. lol

Tricky Questions

2008-10-27T04:37:00.002+08:00

Q1. A murderer is condemned to death. He has to choose between three rooms: The first is full of raging fires, the second is full of assassins with loaded guns, and the third is full of lions that haven't eaten in 3 years. Which room is safest for him?

Q2. A woman shoots her husband. Then she holds him under water for over 5 minutes. Finally, she hangs him. But 5 minutes later they both go out together and enjoy a wonderful dinner together. How can this be?

Q3. A magician was boasting one day at how long he could hold his breath under water. His record was 6 minutes. A kid that was listening said, "that's nothing, I can stay under water for 10 minutes using no type of equipment or air pockets!" The magician told the kid if he could do that, he'd give him $10,000. The kid did it and won the money. Can you figure out how?

Q4. There are two plastic jugs filled with water. How could you put all of this water into a barrel, without using the jugs or any dividers, and still tell which water came from which jug?

Q5. What is black when you buy it, red when you use it, and grey when you throw it away?

Q6. Can you name three consecutive days without using the words Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, or Sunday?

Q7. This is an unusual paragraph. I'm curious how quickly you can find out what is so unusual about it? It looks so plain you would think nothing was wrong with it! In fact, nothing is wrong with it! It is unusual though. Study it, and think about it, but you still may not find anything odd. But if you work at it a bit, you might find out! Try to do so without any coaching!

Q8. You are participating in a race. You overtake the second person. What position are you in?

Q9. If you overtake the last person, then you are...?

Q10. (in your head!) Take 1000 and add 40 to it. Now add another 1000. Now add 30. Add another 1000. Now add 20. Now add another 1000. Now add 10. What is the total?

Q11. Mary's father has five daughters: 1. Nana, 2. Nene, 3. Nini, 4. Nono. What is the name of the fifth daughter?

no, I did not make this list myself, i just did a little copy-pasting trick:) the answers are @ http://..... nah! you already know how to look for it in the net, you googlers!

When you believe

2008-10-21T06:16:00.002+08:00

There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
Its hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe somehow you will
You will when you believe

Face your manga

2008-10-18T12:55:00.004+08:00

here is the latest "in thing". everybody in friendster/facebook/ym has their own manga version of themselves. i guess there's no harm on trying, so why not join the club!

btw, here's the link in case you want to be "cool"

Sembreak

2008-10-15T18:52:00.002+08:00

I'm too busy enjoying my sembreak to write right now. regular posting will resume when the fun stops ( when school resumes)

Smoke before and after meal

2008-10-15T18:45:00.001+08:00

I just learned (by experience) that smoking before and after meals is heavenly.

before meal

1 joint is enough to make your appetite go wild. too much will make you smile for eternity.

during meal

enjoy devouring your meal, sky is the limit. eat till your stomach rips!

after meal

1 stick is all you need for your happy ending!

The Graveyard Book

2008-10-12T15:00:00.004+08:00

I have just finished reading Gaiman's latest novel "The Graveyard Book", it it about a boy, Nobody Owens, who was raised in a graveyard by ghosts, ghosts who lived, or "stayed" rather, for centuries. Nobody, "Bod" for short, end up at the graveyard when he was a baby, he unconsciously escaped his death when he climbed and crawled his way out of their house - away from the man who murdered his family. The graveyard folks protected him from his killer by confining him in the graveyard, they gave him the "freedom of the graveyard" which made him do things a normal living boy couldn't, like fading, slipping through walls, dream walking and haunting. Bod uses his abilities to give his ghost friend a name stone, teach the bullies a lesson, and of course, revenge.

"This is an utterly captivating tale that is cleverly told through an entertaining cast of ghostly characters. There is plenty of darkness, but the novel's ultimate message is strong and life affirming." Booklist (Starred Review)

"The Graveyard Book is everything everyone loves about Neil Gaiman, only multiplied many times over, a novel that showcases his effortless feel for narrative, his flawless instincts for suspense, and above all, his dark, almost silky sense of humor." Joe Hill, author of Heart-Shaped Box

"The Graveyard Book is endlessly inventive, masterfully told and, like Bod himself, too clever to fit into only one place. This is a book for everyone. You will love it to death." Holly Black, co-creator of The Spiderwick Chronicles

"Awesome!" John Benjamin, author of F.L.I.P.

Theory of fiction

2008-10-07T21:22:00.003+08:00

There are lots of stories about the beginning, the “big bang”, “let there be light”, etc. some are absurd, some are interesting, some are plain imaginary. All of them are I think-not certain. I do believe we are still not capable of answering the question, “where did it all started?”.

“history became legend, legend became myth”-the lord of the rings

I would like to add-

“history became legend, legend became myth, myth became fiction, fiction became lies”

is it possible? That the original truth became a mere fiction? Here’s what I think what really happened.

“theory of fiction”
a fiction by JB Narciso

there was never a beginning, because in the beginning , the concept of time doesn’t exist, thus there is no beginning-which is time’s property. “infinity” there is an infinite beginning. Two circles intertwined-the symbol of infinity, no matter how many times you trace it with your fingers, you’ll never find its end, but in this case, infinity is a straight line with both ends that never ends. It goes up as infinite as it goes down. My theory supports the law of conservation, without an end, it is theoretically legal to have no beginning. If you still insist on having a beginning, I would say it will be in the middle of the “line”. As we live on, that line stretches infinitely. Top to bottom, left to right, doesn’t really matter.

Parallel world

A world parallel to ours, but in my theory (if a parallel world does exists) another world exists on the other side of the line, facing the other direction. Have you ever thought that maybe another world exists? A world ridiculously different from ours, a world without everything our world have, which includes time, life, death, existence… lets pause here for a while, you might say-woah wait, a world without existence? How did it exist then? here I answer-it can be another concept of existence, like I said, a world without everything that our world have. A different world would be different in everything. But somehow it does exist.

There is always someone who is ahead oh his time, like Darwin, like Da Vinci, perhaps there is someone out there now. Someone who can answer the question. I fancies I am that one, I wish I am, but I doubt I am… where do I get this ideas? Maybe this happens when you read to much dark fantasies, when you prefer heroes than gossip girl.

And here is where I stop; you are probably thinking you’re wasting your time on reading this coz you think it doesn’t make any sense. That makes two of us:) that’s why I am ending it here.

Scrabble

2008-10-03T16:39:00.003+08:00

here's a proof that my vocabulary is dry:) i could have won if they let me put a "D" between lure and panty, thus "lure d panty", just like coup de grace.

FKMFATIFKYB

2008-09-29T13:39:00.003+08:00

here are some abbreviations that will help you in some occasions (most likely when you are texting/chatting with your younger cousin/friend or the younger generation in general, or with a 24/7 chatter who loves writing letters but hates writing words)

lol-laugh out loud
rotflol-rolling on the floor, laughing out loud
btw-by the way
ic-i see
b4-before
g2g-got to go
cul8r-see you later
irl-in real life
wtf-what the fuck
lqtm-laughing quietly to myself
k-okay
lmao-laughing my ass off
lmfao-laughing my fucking ass off
omg-oh my god
nvm-nevermind
np-no problem
omfg-oh my fuckin god
qt-cute
stfu-shut the fuck up
fkmfatifkyb-french kiss my furry ass 'til it french kisses you back!
flip-funny little island people a.k.a Filipinos

Avaritia et Luxuria

2008-09-23T12:24:00.003+08:00

Gift of Greed and Lust

It was a weird day for Jason Evans, pleasing, but weird. It started when he was on his way to school. While walking on his daily route, he saw a wallet lying on his path, being an average college guy who needs all the money he can get, he keeps it for himself. Jackpot! The wallet was loaded. While he is still enjoying his new found treasure, Sheila Ridge, the campus hottie approached him. Sheila suddenly kissed him torridly right there in the hallway! Then she whispered something to him that made him grin, he nods as a reply. They kissed again as they parted. A second later, he saw Arnold Blunt, his nerdy best friend, running towards him with a huge smile on his acne infested face. He thought that smile was about Sheila’s shocking act, up until Arnold told him that he just won a thousand dollars on the college wide raffle! “raffle for a cause indeed” Jason proudly states. All those pleasant events are nothing compared to what happened next… Samantha White, the girl of his dreams came up to him and confessed her love.

Great things happened to Jason that day; great things… as far as greed and lust are concerned…

Avaritia and Luxuria

Luxuria: it seems like I won.
Avaritia: it’s not over yet my sister.
Luxuria: can’t you see his lust is more dominant than his greed?
Avaritia: sister, what if we change some of the rules eh?
Luxuria: what do you mean Avaritia?
Avaritia: you know I’ll do anything to win him. After all, I am Greed herself.
Luxuria: and your point is?
Avaritia: let’s just say we’ll kick it up a notch…

Jason walks home, the scenes earlier are still playing in his mind. As he passes by a park, he saw two figures by the swing, a silhouette of two ladies. At first he thought they were Sheila and Samantha, he fancies that the two are fighting over him. But as he approaches the swing, the two figures slowly vanished. Puzzled, he turns back and walked away… “Jason” he heard someone called his name… he didn’t recognize the voice, one thing he’s sure of-it was not Sheila nor Samantha. He turned his head slowly; the two ladies are back, only now he can see their face. They are beautiful, but the other one is a lot prettier than the other.

Avaritia: I know what you’re thinking, that Luxuria is prettier than me! Everybody does! But don’t you admire my jewelries?
Luxuria: Avaritia, please be more polite. Forgive my sister Jason Evans, she is not really used to talking with humans…
Jason: do I know you? Why do you know my name? who are you?
Luxuria: I am Lust.
Avaritia: and I am Greed.
Jason: weird names you got.
Luxuria: oh, those are not our names; you asked us who we are. You did not ask for our name.
Avaritia: I am Greed; you can call me Avaritia-that is my name.
Luxuria: my name is Luxuria. I am Lust.
Jason: you got me lost at “who we are”
Avaritia: we are responsible for your so called “luck” this morning.
Luxuria: I satisfied your lust and she-your greed.
Jason: what are you talking about!?
Avaritia: we told you already, we are Greed and Lust herself.
Luxuria: we are not humans Jason…
Jason: are you angels?
Avaritia: angels you say!? Are you insulting us? We are of The Seven Sisters! The Deadly Seven! The Sin Sisters!
Jason: the seven deadly sins are siblings? Are you demons then?
Luxuria: no Jason, we are not demons. We are who we are. The Seven Sins Sisters.
Jason: why did you do those things to me? Do I have to give you my soul or something!?
Luxuria: no Jason, you can keep your soul.

Somehow, Luxuria’s voice comforted him. Luxuria’s voice is sweet, sweet and lustful.

Jason: what do you want from me then?!
Avaritia: nothing Jason, I just want to prove that Greed is more powerful than Lust.
Luxuria: but unfortunately she failed.
Avaritia: not yet my sister. That is why we are here Jason, me and my sister are in a little competition here, and you are the judge.
Luxuria: don’t worry Jason; you will love our little game.
Jason: what do I have to do?
Luxuria: enjoy our little gifts…

The two disappeared in the dark, leaving Jason alone in the park…

Lust
In which Luxuria won

Jason woke up, “just a dream?” He whispers. But he realizes he is not in his room, the room was huge and elegant, just like a presidential suite in a five star hotel. Jason wonders where he is, he thought maybe he is in Sheila’s condo, that he drunk too much last night that he ended up there. Only that he did not drink last night, or at least that’s what he remembers. It all became clear when he saw Sheila; his theory was right after all. Then he remembers what Sheila whispered to her yesterday, “drop by at my place if you want more”…

Greed
In which Avaritia won

Jason woke up; he saw a huge chandelier made out of gold above him. “Where am I?” he asked himself, he walked around the room, admiring every detail of the structure. Then he noticed a “JE” engraved at the bed. “Jason Evans?” he thought. Someone opened the door, “good morning master” greeted the butler. “Good you say? Splendid morning it is!” Jason proudly replies.

Pride
The real ending

“I will not play your little games!” Jason cried. “I won’t let you use me for your own amusement!” Jason walks home. He walks straight ignoring a sack full of money lying in the sidewalk. He saw jewelry scattered all over the street, but he paid no notice. He continued walking… “Jason” someone called his name. He recognized the voice, he turned back… it was Samantha. Samantha pressed herself against Jason, she leans forward to kiss him, but Jason pushed her away. “Quit it Luxuria! You won’t deceive me with your cheap tricks!” Jason exclaimed. He turns his back and runs straight home….
He may have contained his greed and lust, but he kept his pride.

Avaritia: looks like Superbia won eh?
Luxuria: fair enough…

Lucifer appeared beside the two sisters.

Lucifer: did I miss something??

This story is dedicated to Aleth Cruz, for all the nice things she said about my blog, to Joyce Alviar, for saying random (good) things and to Nhatz for spamming messages in the chatbox.

West Side Story

2008-09-22T12:00:00.000+08:00

for sale: west side story ticket
price: P1,030-Orchestra & Loge Side (beside my seat)
where: Meralco Theater Ortigas Center
when: october 10, 8 pm
with whom: yours truly. (this is a once in a lifetime chance to watch a play with the funny little island person)

if interested, e-mail me at jbnarciso@hotmail.com

p.s. if you are Maja Salvador, the ticket is yours. :)

Saving Ryan's Private (not a real title, can't think of anything at the moment)

2008-09-21T17:07:00.004+08:00

Mask down!
3…2…1… whistle*
The sound of gunshots filled the battlefield… Private N. followed his comrades through the tall grasses. “Hit coming out!” shouted the martial. This early? Private N. thought. He saw his comrade lifting his m4, walking out of the battle field. First blood. Sergeant L. pointed at the bunker, 10 meters away, 1 o’clock, “cover me” he commanded. Sergeant L. swiftly slides towards the bunker unnoticed. Corporal W. and Corporal K. took the other bunker beside Sergeant L. the enemy spotted them! Bullets were sprayed at their direction; they stayed low till the firing stopped. “11 o’clock” Sergeant L. whispered. Private N. saw two guys peeping from the barricade. Fire at will! Private N. saw his bullets bouncing off the enemy’s mask! “what the fuck!” Private N. cursed. “this guy is hit! Admit it you dirty bastard! Where the fuck are those martials!?” Private N. complained. Frustrated, Private N. stood up, ignoring the fact that he’s revealing his position. That gave him a better view; he shot at the enemy, emptying his 600 round magazine. His prey lifted his palm and shouted “Hit!”. The sight of his pawn leaving the battlefield pleased him. One down.

“Clear” Sergeant L. said. They advanced at the grassy area, Sergeant L. and Corporal W. crawled their way towards the enemy’s base while Private N. and Corporal K. are covering them from the rear. Enemy spotted! 12 o’clock. “Hit coming out!” Corporal K. claimed his first kill. Sector clear, the four man team pressed forward. They soundlessly proceeded at the opponent’s base. Corporal W. spotted a small opening, Corporal W. and Private N. stayed low while they move towards the opening. They knife killed the two men guarding the entrance. Sergeant L. and Private N. followed. They can see their comrades from the other side shooting at their direction-at the enemy’s base. The enemy doesn’t know that four assaulters are now inside their base. They can see their enemies but their enemies can’t see them. They spotted seventeen men busy firing at their comrades on the other side, unaware that they are going to be eliminated inescapably. The four lifted their BB guns… It’s like shooting fish in a barrel.

Pinoy pride

2008-09-18T17:00:00.005+08:00

Jabbawokeez

these guys are freakin awesome! some of them are filipinos too (although only one of them is a confirmed filipino). they won in the dance reality series America's Best Dance Crew.

Philippine Allstars

2:17 nuf said.

special thanks to Conejo for teaching me how to add videos on posts.

Posts update

2008-09-16T19:36:00.000+08:00

You might have noticed that my posts are not as consistent/frequent unlike last month, that’s because I’m working on the La Moderna blog (wherein I am being paid unlike here in FLIP). I’ll try to catch up when I’ve got nothing to do again and bored as hell. Meanwhile, to my new readers out there, you can always read my old posts or read the new ones over and over.

Ideal course

2008-09-13T19:39:00.000+08:00

I took fine arts for the sake of getting a diploma. I thought it’s the easiest course back then when I was about to take the entrance exam in UST. Well, so far I’m right; it is so easy that you’ll fail for taking it too easy! Now here’s the course that I would take (if such a course exist).

A course that offers:

painting
photography
technical/informal writing
a little I.T.
culinary art
occasional story telling
physical education that includes extreme sports like war games and sky diving.

I would like to add that catholic schools are very convenient for lazy students, why, you ask? There are no classes every first friday, every novena, every religious occasions and every time a saint is celebrating his/her birthday! That’s why UST is perfect, it is a catholic school located on a flood prone area! Now we also don’t have to go to school when it rains hard!

J.B.

2008-09-12T19:23:00.004+08:00

JB is for a lot of things...

John Benjamin
James Blunt
James Bond
John Bradshaw
Johnny Bravo
Jonas Brothers
Just Because
Jelly Beans
Jessica Biel
Jump Board
Johnny Blaze
Jumping Bunny
Jaw Breaker
James Blunt
Jingle Bells
Jolli-Bee
Johannes Brahms
Johann Bach

when you're bored, you can think of a lot of random nonsense things to write like this one.

Ira

2008-09-10T15:43:00.006+08:00

Invidia: oh it’s you….
Lucifer: ira….
Ira: Lucifer! What did my sister do to you to incur your wrath? You know better than to assault one of the deadly sisters!
Lucifer: forgive my actions Ira, your sister here tested my patience…
Invidia: we were just talking sister, no need to get mad.
Ira: you know I’m always mad!
Lucifer: Ira, forgive us… please, do calm down.
Ira: I am calm… Lucifer, I believe you visited Acedia as well, why do you trouble the Seven Sisters?
Lucifer: I just want to visit my deadly sins…
Ira: for what reasons?

Lucifer: sins are the foundation of hell, and you are the queens of sins…is it wrong for a king of Hell to visit his colleagues?
Ira: the Seven Sisters will do their duty… that is our purpose…
Lucifer: and I am doing mine.
Invidia: bothering the sins is part of your duty?
Ira: silence, my sister… I am not done with you yet… Lucifer, if you are done here, please excuse me and my sister, we have some family counseling to do…
Lucifer: of course Lady Wrath, it was a pleasure seeing the two of you…

Lucifer disappears in the dark… leaving the two sins…

Ira: come, my envious sister…
Invidia: you’re not going to scold me?
Ira: scold you? No my sister… it is your nature to make everyone envious.
Invidia: and it is your nature to be wrathful.
Ira: sisters shall not fight…

Ira gave her sister a faint smile….

La Moderna Blog

2008-09-10T00:54:00.003+08:00

check out my new blog, it's a blog for our family business.... here's a sneak peak...

Nostalgia La Moderna
By: Angelo Narciso Songco

Growing up in Manila and visiting our family bakery in Guagua, Pampanga as a child; helping the bakers and cashier during summer holidays in my teens; studying hotel school and introducing recipes for new products; I distinctly remember enjoying every minute spent in La Moderna.All my senses were delighted with the sight of bakery employees working non-stop in morning and evening shifts; the aroma of the freshly-baked bread as it comes out of the oven; the sound of the mixers and slicers and the chatting of young Capampangan women wrapping big basketfuls of baked products; the texture of rising dough and flaky crusts filled with smooth egg custard; and of course, the taste of each and every product in its various stages of production.......

you might wanna check it out, http://lamoderna1947.blogspot.com/

FLIP goes international!

2008-09-09T16:18:00.003+08:00

check out the map on the lower right side, below the games.... now... go!........
uh huh, cool ay? i have readers from other countries! yipee! I guess i have to improve my english huh?

The Uninvited

2008-09-06T18:50:00.004+08:00

Uninvited Guest

It was raining, that night….. when I was peacefully watching pirated series, along came a flying cockroach! I repeat-FLYING. It went in through the window! Motherfucker our room is in the freakin 10th floor! How the hell did he do that!? And why choose our room?? There are lots of opened windows in the lower floors, why us? Why?

This bitch is flying like crazy! She ain’t no cockroach! Roaches prefer crawling than flying! She flies like a bee furchrissakes! That’s my worst enemy… a cockroach who enjoys flying….

Panic

As soon as she enters our domain, I jumped out of my seat and scrammed to the bathroom! My brother is also afraid of the flying shit. He’s being cum laude doesn’t help him in eliminating the cockbitch! According to his calculations, the best thing to do is to tuck himself under the blanket, and wait for the asshole to get tired… she kept on flying while we kept on screaming our lungs out! My move-evacuate to my friend’s room!

Quiet Night

I returned to our room… cautious… I was pressing my body against the wall, grasping a broom, carefully peaking… clear left, clear right… just like war games. All seems normal….. peace…. I asked my brother…. “where’s the motherfucker?” “dunno, gone?” he answered… that didn’t comfort me at all, what’s with the tone of uncertainty!? I was jumpy for the rest of the night… she could be anywhere… waiting for the right moment to scare the hell out of us, or worst… laying eggs!

Deception

The next day… I woke up, no sign of the creepy bastard. I went to school (I do go to school). When I got back, still no sign of her, I resume watching my series….

Flapping sounds disturbing my peaceful time… this only means one thing… it’s going down!

She’s in the kitchen! Behind the microwave! I grabbed my trusty broom… WHAK! WHAK! WHAK! Holy shit she hid under the microwave! BANG! I banged a plate on the microwave, hoping that it will scare her. Crap! It did scare her! But she got away; she crawled her way back to her territory, the back of the closet… I got you cornered biatch! I borrowed a baygon (insecticide) from my neighbor; I sprayed some on the side of the closet-her only way out… Victory!
That’s what I thought….

I resumed my DVD marathon…. After a couple of episodes watched… motherfucker! I saw her crawling up my painting! I was like, “WHAT THE FUCK!” that woke my brother, “she’s back” I whispered… “where?” he replied… and then she’s gone again….. I noticed she was dizzy, probably because of the insecticide. That eliminated her flying abilities. That gave us courage… we searched for minutes, and then… “there!” my brother shouted, pointing at the closed window. She hid behind the curtain… “I’ll go get the insecticide, keep an eye on her” I exclaimed. Again, I borrowed the baygon, coz I gave it back after my “victory”. When I got back, I saw the cockroach flying above my brother who is lying on the floor, bathing on his own blood! Of course I’m kidding! So I got back, armed with baygon, “where is she” I asked…”I didn’t see her leave the window, I think she’s still hiding behind the curtain”. I turned on the light on our miniature balcony. It will backlit the curtain, causing the cockroach to cast its silhouette. Smart move, I praised myself… but still, no sign of her… where the fuck is she!?

The Clash

“There in the kitchen!” cried my brother… I’m sick of this, I told myself… I charged in, armed with a tsinelas… War cry escaped my mouth! “Putangina mo!” the in/famous tagalong version of son of a bitch. WHAK! WHAK! WHAK! My tsinelas slipped my hands! “ammo!” I grabbed another tsinelas! WHAK! “putangina mo!” WHAK! WHAK! I gotta share the glory, your turn brother! Spppraaayyyy!!!! Sppppraaayyyy!! Mother fucker!! Die bitch! Die!!!! Unfortunately, the rice cooker is right in the middle of the battlefield, and I just cooked 5 cups of rice! Damn! Casualties… my brother stopped spraying insecticide; I continued whaking the roach, whaking and cursing… and while beating and cursing the bitch, I remembered my father when he was beating and cursing me! Am I really that annoying back then??

Retribution

The roach ended up in the sink, unconscious, not crushed, I intended not to crush her to avoid a messy aftermath. The bitch is still twitching, she is still alive… good… I’ll make her pay… the steaming rice caught my eyes… it’s a waste to just throw the insecticide contaminated rice, these fallen allies will get their revenge… I scooped a spoonful of steaming rice then I buried the twitching roach with it!

Epilogue

In a dark corner…. Somewhere in room 1011….. an egg hatched…. “mommy? Where’s my mommy?”

Invidia

2008-09-02T18:27:00.006+08:00

Invidia loves to walk on earth, she shows herself as a teenage girl, pretty, but not as beautiful as her sister Luxuria. Invidia envies Luxuria’s beauty, she envies Avaritia’s precious possessions, she envies everyone who has something that she doesn’t have. Invidia is one of the Seven Sin Sisters. Invidia is Envy.

Invidia walks the earth….

A tall man approached her………

Lucifer: hi there!
Invidia: oh, Lucifer, it’s you….. do you frequently walk here?
Lucifer: huh…. Oh, no, Invidia, I came here to see you…
Invidia: it’s been a while…. So how’s hell?
Lucifer: …….hell’s power is getting stronger……
Invidia: good for you.
Lucifer: good for me? You are not jealous of my growing power?
Invidia: jealous? Why should I?
Lucifer: last time we met, you tried to cut off my wings coz you want it for yourself! You were…. jealous.
Invidia: oh, that was a long time ago…… I still want your wings… but…. Why should I envy hell? I have a realm of my own….. and it is bigger than you think…..
Lucifer: bigger than hell?
Invidia: Lucifer, I learned that you are no longer the sole ruler of hell, ergo you rule nothing more than one third of hell…. Does that answer your question?
Lucifer: so you are saying that Envy is more powerful than my domain?
Invidia: Envy will come before Evil…. A child will experience jealousy before doing something evil. Cain was jealous of Abel before he killed his brother…..you were jealous of Him before you became evil!
Lucifer: watch your tongue sin sister! I was never jealous of that old bastard!
Invidia: you cannot lie to me Lucifer…… you can’t deceive Envy herself!

Lucifer spread his dark wings and he grabbed Invidia’s neck. Dark clouds blackened the sky, Lucifer was furious….. Lucifer was angry.

Ira: release my sister!

Lucifer turned his head towards the voice….. he saw Ira…….. wrath…anger….

Ira: you will release my sister this instant!

Lucifer calmed down, he let go of invidia’s neck. Anger was taken from him…..

Ira looked at her sister, she was angry, Ira is always angry…... Ira is Wrath.......

To be continued……
Next chapter: Ira

Disney Crush

2008-08-31T20:18:00.004+08:00

here are the candidates for the next crush:

Miley Cyrus

Selena Gomez

Ashley Tisdale

Vanessa Hudgens

Angelina Jolie

2008-08-31T19:52:00.000+08:00

Angelina Jolie, FLIP’s September crush of the month! Oh yeah! She owned Jessica Alba, Megan Fox and Eva Longoria by seizing 55% of the votes!

Here are some of my questions regarding our crush:

How come she’s so hot even though she ain’t showing that much skin?
How come she looks hot by simply doing nothing? E.g. standing still, waiting for the bullet (from the movie wanted)
How come she keeps on adopting random kids from random ethnicity?
Is she looking for a Filipino kid to adopt?
Will she adopt me?
Can I bang her then?

A trip to the market

2008-08-29T17:27:00.001+08:00

there is this female butcher taking our orders… blah2 blah… for some reasons she became disappointed, maybe because of orders getting mixed up. She was yelling! Blah2 whine whine whine (while chopping the goddamn slimy, fresh raw meat without gloves or any plastic thingie whatsoever) then suddenly she wiped her face as a sign of dismay! Then I was like, WTF!? (fresh meat bacteria-her hand-her face) nuf said, you got the point!

Acedia

2008-08-28T17:19:00.008+08:00

A girl is sitting in a dark corner; somehow she can see everything from there, everything, all that lives, the lifeless, the earth, the universe…. But she rarely watch, her eyes are closed, but she is not sleeping… she can’t sleep… they don’t sleep. The Seven Sisters never sleep. She felt someone is coming… she saw a silhouette of an angel, a winged man, but she felt nothing angelic, nothing good…. She senses evil…. She saw Lucifer.

Lucifer: my dear Acedia, lazy as always….
Acedia: ………why are you here? Light bringer……
Lucifer: can’t a fallen angel visit his favorite sin?
Acedia: favorite? You must be looking for my other sister… Ira? Superbia? Perhaps Invidia?
Lucifer: Invidia? Are you accusing me of being envious on that old bastard!?
Acedia: ………..so it is Superbia then….
Lucifer: enough of that, this meeting is not about me; it’s about you, and your sisters.
Acedia: ….
Lucifer: so, how are the Seven Sin Sisters?
Acedia: why don’t you ask them? Why bother Sloth? Why bother the lazy one…..
Lucifer: perhaps I will visit them as well, but for now, how are you?
Acedia: ……nothing has changed….. leave me alone…… I’m not in the mood to speak to anyone….. go to my other sisters….
Lucifer: nothing has changed eh?

Acedia looked at the universe, she was flabbergasted…. For she kept her eyes closed for a long time. Everything changed…..

Lucifer: it seems like it’s been a while since your last observation.
Acedia: my realm…. My realm grew…..
Lucifer: despair, misery, indifference, apathy…… Sloth…. They expand uncontrollably. You have done well by not doing anything.
Acedia: that is my nature, light bringer…. Men are easily corrupted by us…. The Seven Sisters…. We are necessary…. We are inevitable……
Lucifer: I’ve learned what I have to learn…. I’m done here; I will now visit your other sisters and see if they are doing as well as you…. Farewell then, my dear Acedia…. May sadness embrace you…

Lucifer departs…… Acedia is again, alone in a corner….. watching…. listening carefully to the requiem of the weeping…. She loves the sound of despair….. Acedia is Sloth

Quiapo (a guide for tourists)

2008-08-26T21:00:00.004+08:00

If you are looking for a place to shop, Quiapo is the place to be! Quiapo has everything! From rubix cubes to hardcore sex toys! Of course the sex toys are well hidden, you can pass by them at the overpass! At least they followed the “keep out of reach of children” rule.

If you were stabbed by a random by stander or injected with a random disease contained syringe, do not panic! You just have to check out the “pharmacy” section, wherein they will offer you a wide selection of “Pampa’s”. Pampa’s are medicines that are made of god knows what. Common Pampa’s are:
Pampa Regla (something that lures a female’s monthly visitor. If ya know what I mean)
-it guarantees that it will make you bleed, regardless where.
Pampa Tankad (makes you tall)
-the locals say that this medicine is far more effective than those you see in T.V., where those asian chiks are trying to convince you that the said medicine works.
In your case, try asking for “Pampa gamot ng sugat na nakuha ko dahil sa kakashopping ko sa quiapo” (translation: a medicine that can heal a wound that I got for shopping in quiapo)

Now that you’re healed, it’s time for your revenge! By revenge, it doesn’t have to be done on the person who stabbed you, just choose a random person, trust me, he’ll do the same thing. First, look for a weapon, I recommend you get the 3 for P100 shurikens. I’m not kidding here, they do sell shurikens!

If you want to take a break, you can go watch x rated movies in theaters with sticky flooring and sticky seats. Why sticky you ask? You have to experience it yourself, coz I have no plans on going there! You can also watch dancing naked ladies. I just learned that there is a 24 hour strip club somewhere there in Quiapo. I told you man! They got it all for you!

Be aware of little kids who sell bracelets! You know the show about professional pick pockets? These kids are sort of kinda like them. These kids will grab your hand, and then before you can even react, you are already wearing the goddamn bracelet! Here’s the insanely irritating part, after planting their stupid bracelet on you, they are gonna force you to buy it by telling you their saddest made up story! Furchristssakes please don’t give in! You’ll just encourage those little demons!

Don’t forget to visit the DVD section. They sell good porn, 3 for P100.

LRT MRT Adventure

2008-08-24T18:10:00.001+08:00

Point of origin-UST
Destination-ortigas

LRT-Legarda

I was lining up to buy my train pass when I noticed that I don’t have small bills in my wallet, and the machine only accepts P20 and P50 bill! I told the lady behind me to hold my spot so I can go find a store where I can change my bills. Alas! These shopkeepers are too busy texting/polishing their nails/listening to their improvised ipod/eating merienda to entertain a guy who wants his money changed! I decided to walk further down, and then I saw this old lady who sells cigarettes. Tada! I succeeded on acquiring my precious P20 bill! Level up! Now I’m back at the station, of course the lady who was holding my spot was long gone now; there was no line anyways so after a few minutes, I’m already aboard the train……

Arriving at Araneta station Cubao.

LRT-Cubao

This is the hard part, since it was my first time riding the train by myself; I’m not sure on where to go, which ticket to buy and where to get off! When I was on my way to the MRT station, I saw this girl eyeing me, then we were like staring at each other intensely until we were too close that I have to tilt my head down to her while she stares up at me. Ooohhh…. Train love story, reminds me of sassy girl. I have to say, shawty is a 8! No time to play though! Back to the action!

MRT-Cubao

I am now heading to my next train ride; I bought the ticket, no problem at all, until…. I’m not sure which train I’m gonna ride! It’s a 50-50 chance that I’ll reach my destination safely-or travel all the way to the other side! Then this guard approached me when he saw me looking at the map-looking dumb! He asked me where I’m headed, “ortigas” I say. He solved my predicament with his one finger! –Points at the escalator that will bring me to the “right train”-. Luckily, the train was not too crowded, I’ve experienced worst! I was doing the bamboo stance to keep my balance; else I’ll be pressing myself beside the man who defines the meaning of B.O.! I traveled North America by myself, and I could have sworn that it was a lot easier than snaking your way through metro manila via train!

MRT-Ortigas

At last! I’ve made it! I hear round of applause behind my ears! Nicely done jb! You’ve earned it!