Abalos Is All About The Benjamins

Moderate greed? Hindi nako magtataka kung bakit natalo na natin ang Indonesia, at tayo na ang number one. Hehehe. Mas mauutak ang mga pulitiko natin. Magaling! *palakpakan*

$130 million. Taena parang ginawa tayong insurance ah. Buhay na apo ng apo ng apo mo nun.

Ginoong Lozada, salamat sa paglabas at pagtestigo ngunit ang pagnanakaw ay pagnanakaw, kaya...

Ay, nakakapikon. Tawagin n'yo man akong uto uto at hangal, hindi parin ako nawawalan ng pag asa. Sana ikaw rin. Kawawa naman ang Pilipinas kung hindi.

Just One Of Those Days...

EMO ALERT!!!

Can we cry and drink and smoke while getting a new haircut? Just wonderin'.

Tsk. Tsk. Boom!

I want to pull my hair out everytime people tell me that they see a spark between me and certain guys that I eventually end up liking (well, SOME of them). Believe me, I've gotten that reaction for the umpteenth time, from different groups of people, and for different guys and if I probably combine the "forces" of those so called sparks, I could probably provide light for a whole house for a couple of seconds. At sino ako sa inaakala nyo? Si Human Torch?


Spark?! Silaban ko kaya kayo nang makita nyo ang hinahanap nyong spark!


Pero pwede rin no? Kelan ko kaya mahahanap ang Crystal (sa lahat ng na-involve kay Human Torch, pinaka gusto ko powers nya) ko para pag nagsama kami, spontaneous combustion na?! Tapos, eternal flame! Nyahaha! Taena, bitin yung beer!


Naah, but seriously. They just probably see my innate ability to mingle / blend in with the Y carriers. And I'm more comfortable smelling a hint of bleaching agent in the air because again, I basically grew up in a testosterone dominated environment. There. So please, no more sparks.

Supper Men!

Pic posted without the artist's permission. Hahaha!


Miss you dinner buddies!

Kebab tayo!

More caricatures on Rhoda's Deviantart.

Home Alone

What's more pathetic than being alone during the holidays, in your own house, while your whole clan's drinking, bingeing, and being merry... in beautiful Baguio (from Pagudpud to Baguio, actually) no less?! And unlike Kevin McCallister, I didn't wish for my family to disappear!

Better send me those fast food delivery numbers and flyers!

Hmmm. Check in kaya ako sa VC to try out the Matrix room? Bwahaha!



A piece of useless info I got from this link while searching for a Home Alone jpeg. Turns out the movie poster was a parody of Munch's The Scream! Coolness!

Image Sources:
Home Alone
The Scream - Edvard Munch

Ayala - Pansol - Tagaytay - Manila Roadtrip

27 October 2007

Ang Alumni Meeting na nauwi sa isang byaheng mala-hillclimb/WRC (as if, hahaha) papunta ng Tagaytay. Sayang sana may dalang videocam! Kung pwede lang sanang ituloy tuloy hanggang Bohol. Hehehe.

Isipin nyo nalang na Subaru Impreza ito dahil...

Driver namin si Petter Solberg!

Sulit kahit galing pako sa opisina at walang tulog!

Hay, sa wakas! Social life... at beer!

More pics:

My Multiply Account
Joel's Multiply Account

Patay Patay Sa Araw Ng Mga Patay

Charme, pasensya at salamat dahil lagi mong kailangang magbigay ng pep talk sa bawat unang araw ng "promotion" natin. Hahaha! At dahil dyan, sige, magpapapicture nako sayo. :P

Hay, sige try ko pa ng isang linggo.

Kasi naman, bigyan naman sana ako ng magagandang calls. Utang na loob!

I Want My Social Life Back!

On our way home, in my PJs. The bastards went to my house at 2am to pick me up while I was supposedly reviewing for my Physics exam the next day. I was kidnapped, brought somewhere in Diliman, then was offered free booze and munchies. Hell yeah. They brought me back home pie-eyed, happy, swearing, singing.


Punyeta. And now I can't even schedule a dinner date with my friends. I WANT MY SOCIAL LIFE BACK!


I'm down to my last few straws.

Love, Capt. Spaceout

I know you'll kill me for this, but... ugh.

I miss you Drew. You're one of the very few people who can tell if I'm faking my smiles. And I still smile whenever I see that F4 guy on the telly. And you always make sense. And I still think you should be a lawyer. And lawyers have a special place in my heart. And I swear I was only supposed to rest for 5 minutes back when we were doing our thesis, but the rhino's life was on the telly that's why I (unintentionally) doze off. He had a boring life. Ho-hum.


And I'm losing it, again.


And I'm not making sense, I know.

Inom tayo! I miss talking to you.


Image Source:
http://asiandramas.cowblog.fr/2347401.jpg
and, Andrew's Friendster account. Hahaha!

I Hate, I Love, I Hope.

I hate the fact that I can't go to La Union this weekend with my friends because I still have to work. Fuck. Just the thought of being frozen alive in an airconditioned room (think cryogenics), "alone" while my sun whore friends are basking in the sun and riding the waves makes me want to run all the way up the 8th floor screaming "Lord, why?!" while tearing my horse-tail-like hair out. Again, the thought bubble containing the words "What the hell have I gotten myself into?" pops out.

I love having breakfast in bus (coined after "breakfast in bed") and saying good night while the sun's still up. My friend waits up for me to get off from work then we go straight to Jollibee (eww, yeah I know), buy breakfast and eat during our bus ride home while I go on ranting about how fucking sleepy I was during my shift. I always enjoy moments like that wherein I get to talk to someone about how my day went after working for 8 frikkin hours. And yeah, how many people can say that they just had ice cream for breakfast?

Isse kreyyam por sahle ere.

I hope I can go out of town this weekend.

First Day Funk

I guess this'll be my own version. Okay. Feet hurt. Finally got an electronic ID that works! I think more than the training, that'll be the only thing that I'll look forward to everyday. Getting the chance to swipe my card to get in. Aylavet! Feet hurt. They gave us kits with another set of forms to fill out, a manual and a handbook. Double love. I love getting kits and filling out forms. Kaya suking suki ako nung mga islambuk nung gradeschool. What is your favorite color? Define love. Who is your crush? Ang pinaka panalong sagot sa tanong na "Describe yourself" ay "Judge me". At sa "What are your hobbies?" "MTM - many to mention". Lupet no? Yuck. Hahaha!

Feet hurt. Pantry food sucks. Yesss! An excuse to buy a cool lunchbox. Feet hurt. Got an orange, doodle free notebook, which I bet will be full of random thoughts and of course doodles by the end of my second training day. Feet hurt. Sucks to know that I'm the only one who lives up north. Waaay north. Feet hurt. Feels weird to realize that I'll be getting off / arriving at the same bus stops that I used to go to back in college. The only difference is, now I'd have to cross the street to go home. God bless the walkways. Feet hurt. Got a free spill proof coffee mug.


Feet hurt. Note to self, bring flip flops.


My dear fat ass, please cooperate. I need to complete my pre employment medical exam within the week. Additional note [to self], buy Dulcolax.

I'm officially part of the workforce. Now, show me where my taxes REALLY go.

Pinoy Si Adan At Eba!

Dahil may hang over pako sa emo post ko sa private blog, ishashare ko nalang yung natutunan ko sa isang inuman session namin (labo).

Nagdedebate na ang mga tomador tungkol sa Diyos at relihiyon nang biglang bumanat ang lalaking nagdala ng toma na kasing lasa ng Baileys: ang Cream of (Jessica) Alba (sorry ser, di ko na matandaan pangalan nyo) ng...


Dapat talaga naging Pinoy nalang sina Adan at Eba para kinain nalang nila yung ahas.


Anakngtokwa naisip mo pa yun?! :))

Wanted

I just got word that people (my friends of course) from Ayala, QC, Hong Kong, Canada, US and even France (!) are looking for me.


I'm here. I'm not hiding from you (or y'all, ya heard?!).


That's funny. Hmmm. Magkano na ba nakapatong sa ulo ko?

Banana Pancakes

*singing*

Song is meant to keep ya
From doing what you're supposed to
Like waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
I'll make you banana pancakes
Pretend like it's the weekend now


I'm just in a swell mood. It's raining hard outside. Jack's playing. Got an unexpected text, looking forward to being with the retards on Saturday. Went out of my room and lo and behold... banana pancakes!


Can't you see cant you see,
You gotta wake up slow

Helpless

I just got a text from Jen telling me about her dad's condition.

It's sad feeling helpless knowing that someone needs you but he's nautical miles away. But I just realized that it's distressing to have that person at arms reach and still be helpless.

Dude, please hug your dad for me. At tama ka, gusto ko lang maka-tyansing! Hahaha! Iba talaga ang tama ng Buddha-ish tummies.

My Life Is A Succession Of People Saying Goodbye

And the list goes on. I honestly dunno how to react everytime I hear people telling me that they have to fly out of the country to work, or study, or be there for good.

Why do they all have to leave in order for them to fulfill their dreams?

Hay. And once they're there, I just get sad everytime I read blog posts saying how sad they've been, and it even makes me sadder to think that no matter what I do, I'm rendered helpless and the least that I could do is to just give them comforting words over the Internet. That no matter what we do, the encouragement given by a simple pat on the back or the solace that we get from having our arms locked around each other cannot be replaced by typing four characters on our keyboards (>:D< ; that's four, not counting the Shift key). And I also get sad thinking that now, we can only share our lives through a monitor.

Well, I can't blame/hate them for leaving. Maybe one day I will also take the paths that they all took. We'll never know. Then, it'll be my turn to say goodbye.

Schnappi Das Kleine Krokodil

Schnappi

Das Kleine Krokodil


Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil
Komm aus Ägypten, das liegt direkt am Nil
Zuerst lag ich in einem Ei
Dann schni-, schna-, schnappte ich mich frei

Schni Schna Schnappi
Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp
Schni Schna Schnappi
Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp

Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil
Hab scharfe Zähne, und davon ganz schön viel
Ich schnapp mir was ich schnappen kann
Ja ich schnapp zu, weil ich das so gut kann

Schni Schna Schnappi
Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp
Schni Schna Schnappi
Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp

Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil
Ich schnappe gern, das ist mein Lieblingsspiel
Ich schleich mich an die Mama ran
Und zeig ihr wie ich schnappen kann

Schni Schna Schnappi
Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp
Schni Schna Schnappi
Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp

Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil
Und vom Schnappen, da krieg ich nicht zu viel
Ich beiß dem Papi kurz ins Bein
Und dann, dann schlaf ich einfach ein

Schni Schna Schnappi
Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (schnapp!)
Schni Schna Schnappi (ja!)
Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (schnapp!)
Schni Schna Schnappi (mhmm!)
Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp (ja!)
Schni Schna Schnappi
Schnappi (hmm) Schnappi Schnapp

Cute song. I bet it'll get on my nerves after a while. But not as annoying as that frikkin crazy frog. And that stupid purple dinosaur. Poor kids.


Download song.

Sources:
Lyrics - http://www.lyricstop.com/d/daskleinekrokodil-schnappi.html

Image - http://dot.kde.org/1105642626/1105644167/1105644703/1107113962/1112262378/1114115385/Schnappi.gif

Salamat sa kalokohang 'to Rhoda. Kinakanta ko ng alas singko ng umaga.

Writer's Block

I guess I'd have to content myself in writing one liners or one paragraphed entries for a while. I have topics queued in my head but when I start writing, words seem to elude me.

It's like my head just throws in tons of information so fast that my brain can't keep up and my locomotive skills aren't that fast either that by the time I'm able to process a whole sentence in my head, I have just managed to write a couple of words and the whole thought just gets...lost.

Writer's block ka dyan. Kinakalawang lang utak mo!

33, 69, 82

Seek and ye shall find!

Congratulations. Now, start seeking.

Prison Break Part Deux

Eto ang literal na prison break! Mga preso ng Cebu na sumasayaw sa saliw ng Thriller ni Michael Jackson.



Subukan nyong imagine-in sila Burrows, Scofield (ahay, puso ko!), Sucre, Abruzzi, at iba pa na sumasayaw. Hahaha! Love it.

Hmmm. Pero hindi ba dapat yung mga gumaganap na mumu yung nakakatakot? Eh bakit parang dito ata, mas nakakatakot pa yung baklang naka-pink? Kung ako yung multo, baka imbes na makasayaw ay tumakbo nako at nagsisisigaw.