personality 101




isang salo salo ^^

499066330_95e8f95716.jpgisang makulimlim na gabi naman ang aking nasilayan ako po gabi naman ako pala’ ay nakatulog habang nagbabantay sa mga gumagawa ng bahay.. alas-syete na ng gabi naku po sermon naman ako nito sa aking butihinh mudrakz… “ang hostess kong anak gisng na bla bla bla…..”
syempre ako simpleng demonyong ngite lang ang aking ganti…..para wala ng diskosyon plis lan ayoko po.. at ng ako ay lumabas upang magmuni-muni ako po nakita ko na ang aking mga prensyipz ayon at tumotoma na ay sarap buhay talaga. at syempre ako tao lang at natutukso rin bwahakhakhak… nakisali narin ang inyong lingkod para makipaglokohan este tsokoran sa kanila…. ayyyy naku po saym oldnez istori parin tungkong sa agawang bola turnament nsayong tag init….. meron naman busi sa ibang diskosyon … may nag bibidyo geyms hmmpp anu pa ba bago araw araw nalang ginawa ng dyos ko…. iba talaga ang tama ng kwatro kantos sabay banlaw ng kabayo ewan ko lang kung hindi ka maaningning… sya bida, ikaw lahat bida ayaw patalo batukan , asaran at kung anu ano pa letcheplan ganito nalang ba ang aking buhay dito ..

3733977623.jpgngunit sa isang kanto estez kwento isa namang masayang bandingnez ang nangyari sa aming mga repapipz at prendsyipz… sa kabilang kanto ulit kahit saan talaga ay may ebiL (nd ung kay sec.neri ah…”) sinusubukan talaga kung ako’y matatag sa aking pangoko para sa pagbabago at ito lamang aking sagot…. isang malaking NO… naalala ko tuloy ang sabi ng isa kong repapip na may kasabihan daw na “mga graduate pwede raw mag masteral…. naku ppo nd cguro”

pero sa huli ay hindi sila nanaig matatag pa rin ako kahit papaano…. whew..
talaga nga naman ang ispiritu ng kwatro katos at kabayo nakakabaliw..

sa isang banda bigla ako nakarinig ng tawag … naku po si mudrakz…”’ MArkkkkkkkkkkkkkk…. Markkkkkkkkkkkkk pumasok kana kung hindi bla bla bla bla naman……” hay naku ang hirap maging isang pasaway na anak.
at dun na natapos ang isang masayang pagtitipon sa kanto at naisulat ko sa blog ko itong isang walang kwentang istorya ng aking makulay na buhay….

ito po ang inyong walang kwenta lingkod at isand prad 2 be kanguso…

hanggang sa muli mga prensyipz ….

paumanhin po ^^

heto naman ako at nakagawa naman ng isang bagay na nd ko alam ay masama na. mula po sa aking puso nd ko po hangad na kau po ay masaktan o para ikagalit nyo ang aking ginawa ang nais ko lang po sana ay ibahagi sa iba ngunit alam ko nagkamali ako. muli po ang aking taos pusong paghinge ng paumanhin, pasensya na po at hindi na po mauulit. hanngad ko po na tayo’y magkaayos at magkausap sa mga susonod na araw at panahon!

ako po ay umaasang maintintihan nyo! salamat po.

sorry po^^ madam noemi

Psycho Killer. From Tanay to Pasig *updates*

It has been televised in SOCO that there’s a serial killer on the loose.

He’s from Tanay.Rizal and he’s rumored to be a deadly one.. travelling by night.. he knocks on doors of his prospects and if denied entry.. he forces his way INSIDE.

Big muscle physique… Black belter.. jungle survivor.. expert in hand to hand combat and gun combat.. and armed with a psycho’s mind. he’s definetely deadly.

here’s a blog post I’ve read while browsing google for news…

“Ayon sa pahayag ng ina ng biktima, dakong alas-8:30 ng gabi noong Dec. 29, ng magpaalam sa kanya ang anak niya para umano ipa-gawa ang cell phone niya sa isang pagawaan sa Yakal St., pero hindi na ito umuwi, kaya kinabukasan ay agad niya (ina) inireport sa Tanay PCP station sa Bgy. Sampaloc.

Sa ulat ni Supt.Daaca kay Senior Supt. Ireneo Dordas, Rizal PNP director, natag-puan ang biktima ni Ananias Bitangon, 71, dakong alas 7 ng umaga sa isang malalim na bangin, habang nagtatabas ng talahib sa kanyang Farm na nasa Sitio Bayukan, Bgy. Sampaloc.
Ang biktima ay walang pang-ibabang saplot at naka-suot lamang ng pang itaas na damit at halos madurog ang mukha sanhi ng pagkakapalo ng isang matigas na bagay na siya niyang ikinamatay.
’Di kalayuan sa kinatag-puan ng biktima ay natag-puan din ang isang kulay Pula na Suzuki motorcycle na walang plaka na hinihi-nalang pinagsakyan ng bik-tima at sabay na inihulog sa bangin.

Vanessa said she can’t stay outside for too long, and I asked her why. She then mentioned something about a rumor that the killer that was last spotted near the Cainta proper. I, since I have no idea what she was talking about, asked her about the killer. She said to me that this killer usually targets girls, so the Sisters at the dormitory said they can’t stay out for too long and they must walk in groups to stay safe. I was not sure about the rumor being true, so I just made a note to myself regarding that.

Then, after getting home, I went outside to buy something. At the store, I saw a wanted poster regarding the killer, and this sent chills to my spine. I asked the store owner about the poster, and she said that yesterday(the day before vanessa mentioning it to me), a police chase occured in Floodway. Nice coincidence, since I was there that night, and I was walking home, alone. Hehehe. The store owner said that this killer usually knocks on doors, and forcing entry if he was denied of it, then raping the women inside before killing them. I also remembered Vanessa mentioning a rumor that a couple was murdered in Floodway a few days ago, so  it really freaked me out.

They say that this killer is whacked, because he kills women through inhuman ways, like, mutilating chests and putting something in their genitalias.”

I admit.. these kinds of thing freaks me out.. they say “Matakot ka sa buhay wag sa patay” hell yeah brotha.. I believe in you.

He was last seen in Delapaz St. Caniogan Pasig City last night at 3am.. knocking on a victim’s doorstep.. when he realized that the resident inside the house identified him.. he ran away…

what bugs me most is that I live in pasig city.. in brgy caniogan. and in Pag-asa st. JUST ADJACENT to Delapaz St. now how freaky is that?

God save our souls..
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I’ve just heard that he wears a wig. then disguises as messengers or whatever.. then once that you’ve opened the door… boom.

isang balik tanaw sa nakaraan hayskul LCS’99

ilang taon narin ang nakaraan at biglang na isip ko ang aking hayskul lyf…..
sarap ulit- ulitin….

From the very time that we started going to school, we learned that it was Lapu-Lapu who killed Megalan and that Dr. Jose Rizal is our national here. As we went to higher levels, we learned about the Asian civilization, religion, the emperors, kings and inventors. History will always be remembered because the highlights and the people involved. And there is one untold history and this is how it all started.

It was June 1995, the first day of school. For some it was dreadful day. New school and classmates gave us butterflies inside and it was probably how the Freshmen had felt the first time they set foot on La Consolacion School. Others even wanted to go back to their old school where they think they should. But with the care and support of our adviser, Ms. Reyes and Ms. Nocheseda, we suddenly realized that La Consolacion School is our new home, where we belong.

Yes, it was really memorable year for the Freshmen. We were known for pur creative minds not only when it comes to thinking of pranks and jokes such as the broken doornob and windows, imitating our teachers’  ways and the bubbles coming out of the boys’ mouth made of…. never mind, but as well as in schoolworks and activities. Remember the cheering competition and the songfest? and who could ever forget the Justice choir? Though there were “intrigas” behind our victory, we stil prove that no one and nothin can pull us down.

Our Sophomore year with Ms. Delprado and Ms. Caparal and with some new classmates was even more memorable and funny. I know you know why — Ms. Caparal’s outbursts, the table incident and the missing chair were hard to forget. We also had the fun times like when we our “unique” Agape lunch and the Christmas party.

One event of our Junior year that is very vivid in our memory was when we won the cheering competition, yehey!! With the unique choreography, the junkle-like music, the cannibal-looking dancers and of course, witht he loving support of Mrs. Cruz and Ms. Labit, we once again prove that we are the winners. One of our biggest problems though were our classroom. Teachers would usually say, “Pakiayos nga yung mga silya nyo” or ” Cleaners, pakiwalis nga ung likod”. Hayyy…sometimes we never learn.

Seniour year quite different. The wackiness wass still there but the future now becomes our priority. We bacame pressured by things we don’t usually worry about in the past like our projects, quizes and exams. But some things never change like our classroom ( na dirty pa ren…), petty fights and misunderstanding with some teachers. despite the hardtimes, Mrs. Cruz and Ms. Sta. Ana had supported us all the way from the things like our studies and problem to bigger things like our dreams. At last, on March 26, 1999, the history that we had made has fanally reached its end as we recieved our diplomas, yet we will never forget that within those four wonderful years of our stay in LCS, we have learned the greatest value of life has to offer through our parents, teachers and friends, and that is love.


ST. AUGUSTINE — MS. Sta. Ana —– Adviser
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ST. MONICA — MS. Cruz —– Adviser
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ABA nasan na kaya ang aking mga kabatch magparamdam naman kau….ung iba ay nsa friendster, multiply sa kanto ewan ko kung nasaan man kau … dyan nlan kau joke lang miss ko na kau!!!

hanggang sa muling pagkikita!!!

Gawa pala ito ni Atty. Jenny.

Mark ^^final-banner2.jpg




wlang magawa….

sa mga oras na ito akoy walang magawa at malilikot ang aking mga mata kung saan-saan…. habang ako ay nagbabasa ng blog ni silly kamote natutuwa ako sa mga malalawak niyang pag iisip at kung anu ano pa ang saya saya …

ito pala ang aking pangalan sa salin ng wikang filipino….

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ang payo ^^


Don’t date because you are desperate.
Don’t marry because you are miserable.
Don’t have kids because you think your genes are
Don’t philander because you think you are irresistible.

Don’t associate with people you can’t trust.
Don’t cheat. Don’t lie. Don’t pretend.
Don’t dictate because you are smarter.
Don’t demand because you are stronger.

Don’t sleep around because you think you are old
enough and know

Don’t hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Don’t sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.

Don’t stagnate. Don’t regress.
Don’t live in the past. Time can’t bring anything or
anyone back.
Don’t put your life on hold for possibly Mr / Mrs Right.
Don’t throw your life away on absolutely Mr Wrong
because your
biological clock is ticking.

Learn a new skill.
Find a new friend.
Start a new career.
Sometimes, there is no race to be won.
Only a price to be paid for some of life’s more hasty

To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.
Don’t bring another life into this world for all the wrong

To make yourself happy, pursue your passions and
be the best of what
can be.
Simplify your life. Take away the clutter.
Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nasty
habits, and
dangerous liaisons.
Don’t abandon your responsibilities but don’t overdose
on duty.

Don’t live life recklessly without thought and feeling for
your family.
Be true to yourself.
Don’t commit when you are not ready.
Don’t keep others waiting needlessly.

Go on that trip. Don’t postpone it.
Say those words. Don’t let the moment pass.
Do what you have to, even at society’s scorn.

Write poetry.
Love deeply.
Walk barefoot.
Dance with wild abandon.
Cry at the movies.

Take care of yourself. Don’t wait for someone to take
care of you.
You light up your life.
You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you – except YOU.

It is true that life does not get easier with age.
It only gets more challenging.
Don’t be afraid. Don’t lose your capacity to love.
Pursue your passions.

Live your dreams.
Don’t lose faith in your God.
Don’t grow old… Just grow YOU!

When you give someone your time, you are giving
them a portion of your
life that you’ll never get back. Your time is your life.
That is why
greatest gift you can give someone is your time.
Relationships take
and effort, and the best way to spell love is T-I-M-E
because the
essence of love is not what we think or do or provide
for others, but
how much we give of ourselves.