O

I hate your big, beady eyes. I hate the way you taste. I hate the smell of your hair. I hate your body and the way it cried for an embrace. I hate your complexion for being as pristine and white like a pearl. I hate how you manage to resurface into my consciousness at random moments. 

I guess regret only comes when I realize that I only had you for one night and that we had to spend it drinking beer with friends. We could have spent it being alone in bed or on the couch just fucking or talking. I hope we didn’t let the world matter that night.

But you’re just crazy and clingy and charming and you adored an ungrateful boy. And I will always love you for making me feel alive. 

Thanks for letting me be a part of your Life, even for a night.

Just this one non-text reblog.

MMDA warns smokers, P500 fine starts July 1

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Nearly a month after the No-Smoking in Public Places Policy was implemented on May 30, over 6,154 smokers have been apprehended by the Metropolitan Manila Development Authority (MMDA), reports Manila Bulletin. On July 1, when the ban is fully implemented, violators will be fined P500 or will render eight hours of community service.

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“places where smoking is banned, which includespublic utility vehicles (PUV), transport terminals, tricycles, schools, hospitals, bars, restaurants, streets, and areas where food is being prepared.”

Basically, I’m not allowed to smoke anywhere at all? Fuck MMDA. Not even in bars for chrissakes.

A proposed solution for the Philippine cinema (mainstream ones, and I think this also applies to our ‘soap operas’):

1.Stop being too damn fucking cliche-ic. It’s like we never moved from the 80s. Every movie has a recurring theme (please see Bob Ong’s Palatandaan ng isang Pinoy action movie).

2.Admit to yourselves, films nowadays are wrapped up in mediocrity. They may be made by respectable directors, but they always seem not that well-thought-out. Sub-par Philippine movies are sub-par.

3. Please put some effort in making them, visual effects and all. Fool moviegoers in believing that it was made by an internationally renowned director.

Sincerely, Me.

On Homosexual Marriage

I’ve thought it over and I’ve come up with my own decision: I’m against it. Not because of religion (if you know me personally, well you know my stand on that) but because what concerns me the most is the proliferation of our species. 

Imagine this: What if one day, all of the people in the world decided to become homosexuals and started fucking each other? Do you propose that we should just fuck and please each other to extinction? Babies aren’t made of magic and love and the world does not have an infinite supply of them.

Right now, having two people of the same gender marry each other out of love, and them adopting babies to ‘make a family’ might seem a pretty good idea but I guess, like all supposedly ‘good ideas’, you’ll might have to rethink them when it starts to matter.

Sorry if I offended anyone for this post.

P.S.

I’m just against marriage. I don’t believe in it. Just love.

I love my girlfriend because it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to make her laugh.

Was thinking of creating a new facebook account so I could stalk add all the awesome people here on tumblr to know what makes them awesome or what.

Nevermind.

• I don’t get why people sorta freak out because of booze, ciggys and sex.
• People will live on even if they told you that they’d get hit by a truck when you leave them or something.
• Nobody really loves anyone forever, really.

• Just finished watching Rules of Attraction
• just like the book,
• it has a fuckingly frustrating ending
• i don’t know
• fuck
• did not understand the book
• so is the movie
• fuck

I don’t know how you choose between two people who are both ready to give up everything (or so they say) for you.

Seriously, how?

April 28
2:41 pm

Nothing. Nil. Nada.

May 31
10:21 pm

Nothing. Nil. Nada.

I have written nothing on my journal for this pathetic and lonely month of May, though there are some spurts of nonsense that I’ve written on my blog like:

• I love you is a cliche 
• Exercise
• Women
• Rapture: Opinions on that old, stupid ass
• No guy would sincerely like/love a girl who doesn’t eat like a baby dinosaur
• Why I smoke
• And this ‘quote’

which are all kind of half-baked-stream-of-consciousness-kinda-on-the-spot or spontaneous-ish and is not well thought out (like this trash of a sentence). Anyway, Kung Fu Panda 2 is awesome. 

• Po will achieve inner peace
• The panda ‘race’ was not killed by that evil peacock
• Master Croc and Ox, along with Master Shifu, will not help them at first but they’ll be there for the pre-final battle
• And me thinks there’s some kind of romance between Tigress and Po
• Panda + Tiger = Pager? Tinda? Panger?
• LOL I’m funny
• NOT
• And I’ve spoiled it all for you
• I’m an ass
• And I’ll go fuck myself now
• FIGURATIVELY
• or literally, if that would work
• Anyway, off to watch Legion 

And I strayed away from the main issue here which is, I haven’t wrote anything since the start of May, not that it matters though.

Si ‘Bob Ong’

daw ay grupo ng mga U.P. students na nagsulat o gumawa ng libro para sa kanilang thesis na hindi naman nila akalaing papatok sa masa, sabi ng kaibigan kong taga U.P.

I don’t know if this is true or what, but I want to believe it’s true. It’s not ‘disappointing’ that B.O. is a group of writers not a writer because the shit they write is so good.

Well, kudos to them or him or whatever.

“I love you.”

I don’t know if this is a good or a bad thing but hearing it makes people feel emotions that they never knew existed.  Emotions that were not and will never be there. It is a tad like magic, the way that sentence works. It’s what most people only want to hear come out of the mouths of the ones they adore. Come on simpletons, the human brain is much more capable of producing sweeter and more sincere things than this three-word sentence.

It has already become a cliché and people throw these once perfect, meaningful set of words all around and it lost its essence along the way. People nowadays crave for this because so many people use it so casually and they never dare question its exactitude because it conveys an absolute message and the sender could never go wrong with it. It’s foolproof and it’s sickening. “I love you” has become the measure of affection and only depends on how often you say it on a daily basis and how many degrees you can intensify it with the words you add to it, e.g. so much, forever, etc.

“I love you” has now become a slut of a sentence and means nothing to me when I hear it but that’s just me.

Exercise, not because you want to have a fuckable figure and have the opposite sex throw themselves at you like sex-depraved animals that they are but because you want to be healthy and live a million times longer than a normal human being.

Life is not a big photo shoot of your six pack or your perfect ass nor is it a live stream of fucking people you helplessly lured into sleeping with you, a person, I presume, of no character. Just saying in case you still haven’t noticed.

P.S. Maybe this one’s for me, to make me feel a bit better for slightly having man-boobs and a beer belly.

Women can whine all they want on how boys came from hell and how they’re always in it for sex, but to a man’s eye, all women are made from heaven and they are all angels and deserves to be treated like one.