The Minnie blog.

It’s a small dimly lit room with stacks and piles and tads of fun, green things conceivable.

It feels like being a kid again, setting foot into a small but jampacked room with lots of unusual toys, you fuckin dont know where to start!

There were old pog cards (the coca-cola toys we used to collect as children), talking orgasmic mirrors hung on the wall, magnets of dicks and boobs, pencil holder/ash tray/mug figures of people having sex, masturbating kits, playing cards of naked boobie-blessed women, lava lamps, nose-picker vibrating fingers, stickers of women getting naked when exposed to heat, and a whole lot fucken more!

Call me whatever you wish but it’s a place where taboo isn’t taboo and i like it.

I picked some up for my guy friends and Mr. Gary Lising (apparently the owner) was there to to offer me discounts. He turns out to be a very nice and accommodating man.

At the end of the day, I scored growing dicks (they grow when submerged to water), dirty playing cards, vibrating nose picker, a bronze vintage ACDC brooch, pog pieces, and magic stickers of women getting undressed. I stuck one up to my lighter. Haha!

…Now if only they had male ones…. hehehehe!
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Well, t’has been a loooong while since I mustered a good deal of effort to write. I have a lot of things in my mind that i wish to share, especially when i’m baked (i lab juts!), but then i get laaaazy. Hehehe. My brain cells are going out and i had to store what i know somewhere before i forget em.
Like this Christmas.
It was a good christmas.

Those little kids in the streets who usually beg for spare change who know me by my red heart-shaped glasses came up to me to say “Merry Christmas“, and they were really nice &
lovely, so i treated them at Verga (the convenience store next to my condo unit) after my block xmas party commenced.

Ryan & I plan to be famous by walking around Metro Manila in our weird eye gears.
We tried it out to LOTS of places already. And we get common comments like “Ang wi-wirdo ng mga to.” and it’s maderrpakking fun like ultraSHET!!!!

Hehehe.

This month’s a great year-ender, because looking back, he came!

Hehehe. CHEESY.

Hmmmwah!  See ya next year everysexyyybody!

Isn’t it Sad?

I mean, in my case, I still had the chance to meet the person who taught me how to multiply and divide numbers.

I was seven then.

Seven, and unaware that she is a big part of my life.

She is Tita Becky.

Now i’m playmates with Tita Becky’s son, Rap-rap, when I was little, and since we’re all grown-up now, we rarely ever talked. He’s graduating this March 2008 as a full-pledged Nurse, and let us pray that Tita Becky would still be around for her son on that very special day.

"Minnie, pag-pray mo ako ah.", She tells me.

And then I look away, tears starting to roll down my cheeks.

I used to see Tita Becky every morning walking past the house, buying Pandesal.

And now, she’s on her death bed—all skin and bones.

All lonely and sad because she is a single mom and her sons are all working very hard to provide her medical needs.

Her mother, too, Lola Nora, has Alzheimer’s disease, and she’s all skin-and-bones, asleep all day, absolutely unaware that her daughter is also dying.

Dad suggested one golden idea——- that since Art is my forte, he suggested that I paint Tita Becky.

Just so she’d always remember….

That OUT OF THE MANY CHILDREN SHE HAS EVER TAUGHT THROUGH HER GOLDEN YEARS,

……………ONE CAME BACK TO THANK HER. 

~To you who’s reading this. Please pray for my Teacher and Friend, Tita Becky. Please wish her the strength she needed so she’d reach her son’s graduation.~

It’s her one, dying wish.

I know the impact is not as strong as what i’ve been feeling, because you barely knew this person.

But one day,

YOU, too, will experience this.

One person you never really recognized as part of you suddenly fades away. It could be anyone. That ice-cream man who gave you free ice cream. Or a neighbor who lets you come over for lunch or a friend who disappeared.

It could be so surprising.

This brings me to remembering one of my father’s favorite quotations cited by Ulysses (by Alfred Lord Tennyson) :

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"I am part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough
Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades
For ever and for ever when I move."

              - Ulysses

Hehehe.
My
niece, lala, and me were too busy criticizing and gaping at stupid TV
commercials that we were practically ignoring our dinner.

"Anak, lalamig ang Nilaga!" says mom.

"Samantalahin mo ang Init!" says dad.

Hahaha!
It’s really funny how most Filipinos treat food.
They treat it like a fella. Like a friend. Like a PERSON! (yea, that’s the term!)

"Wag mong paghintayin ang pagkain!" says Ate Delia.

Hahahahahahaaaa! It’s cuuute! How we can get so caring about something. From our loved ones down to our pets down to our possessions and down to our food!

Wala lang. Just a cute thought.

So as I was saying previously,
I was bumfucken stressed but it all somehow faded away when I received
Jercill (my sponsored child) Sucgang’s Annual Progress Report Card
through mail today!

See, i’ve been sponsoring a kid for more than 2 years now, and we’re under World Vision, an international organization that sends thousands of hopeful children to school. By
being a sponsor (for P15 a day), the sponsored child (Jercill) goes to
school and her whole community gets medical care and other social stuff
for better living.

She wrote me a letter! It’s so cute! Hehehe.

It reads:

My school blouse makes me look fat and pregnant, so I had it altered by some old woman who alters clothes for a living and lives in a home without a bathroom and is as wide as the average elevator.

She had so many clothes from different customers all over her little home, and she was having a hard time finding mine among the piles and piles mixed up with her personal things. Her daughter was squeezed between the piles and is on the floor watching TV, while her little sister was out on the streets, taking a shit by the sidewalk (coz they dont have a bathroom, remember? Or even a kitchen, or a living room, or a bedroom.)

I was about to have lunch but I lost my appetite.

Her bigger sister named Jonalyn got up and squeezed past me to pick up her little sister’s crap with a plastic bag in her hand and got back in nonchalantly. Took her no less than 10 seconds.

Mygahd.
I want to give the old woman a hug, seriously.

Although I was kind of irritated by her absent-mindedness, and for NOT being able to alter my uniform because she could not find it, my negative feelings faded away like fucken magic y’know.

I don’t want to explain any further.
It’s just very clear that I have no excuse, or even a teensy bit of a right to whine about my disposition in life.

If you did not arrive at the same conclusion then you’re pretty likely not right in the brain.
Clear and simple.

That’s life and reality altogether.

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Aaaanyway, to a lighter note, It was Andy’s bday (July 26) he’s 18 and i’m 19 and I feel less older coz last time I checked he was 17 when I was 19 and I feel so OHHLD.

(I’m on a different computer and i could not make my entry visually appealing to read so bear with it, bear friend.)

*scoots*

IV

^ What do you see?

Do you see a FOUR?
Do you see a distorted "N"?
Do you see the word "IV"
Do you see an unfinished "M"?
Do you see two lines collapsing away from each other?
Do you see the stillness of the vertical line in spite of it?
Do you visualize the southern part of a girl in her underwear?
Do you picture the nasal protector of a Spartan helmet?
If you looked at it sideways (your head tilted to the left), do you see a distorted "Z"?
If you looked at it sideways (this time, head to the right), do you see the beak of a bird pointing downward?

+ * .

What do you see?

Do you see a Plus sign?
Do you see an Asterisk?
Do you see a Dot?
Do you see the top view of airplanes? (+ being the nearest and the dot being the farthest)
Do you see a distorted face? (The * and + are eyes and the  dot is the mouth)
Do you see boobs and a belly button?
Do you see sparkles?

NOW WHAT DO YOU SEE?

I don’t see anything. Maybe YOU do.
If you do, it means whatever it is that you see will haunt you in your dreams!
Isn’t that FUN?

Hehehe. Heck, that was fun,!
Well if you didn’t find it fun, i surely did!

It’s so weird. I see things out of
things. Like when I go to the toilet and pass myself, I stare at these
blobby patterns on the wall and I see faces! I even saw Elvis Presley!

Hahahahaha.
Am I Crazy or am I crazy?

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I’m so bored i’m YouTubing. Hahaha.
Buhay pa pala ito. Natuwa ako. Mag-iisang taon na nakalipas.

^ Kanta ko sa aking Minamahal. Hahahahahahaha! 
(If you don’t see the video, click HERE.)
Ganyan ang in-lab. ♥ ♥ ♥

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Aaaanyway.

My summer days are seriously boring that there isn’t anything worth telling.
I would love to fast forward it to the start of classes.
I sooo miss everyone.

I miss the company of Coy and Jarra and Gee and Pat!
I miss playing football with Chester, Vien, Andy, Kevin, Jace & Chuckie!
I miss waiting for people at the pav.
I miss doing plates! (Amaaaazing!)
I miss using the elevator (and yelling inside it with Coy when it’s just the two of us)!
I miss getting mixed up with strangers in the elevator and being quiet while observing everyone.
I miss sitting on the bench.
I miss going to the ladies room to look in the mirror.
I miss reading Vandalisms on the cubicle doors!
I miss writing songs on the school table! Haha!
I miss swiveling myself on the rotating chair!
I miss  watching our professors’ mouths as they talk.
I miss seeing the man and woman who owned Joli’s! (I still don’t know if they’re husband and wife or sister and brother!)
I miss the stink in the sidewalk.
I miss the street vendors selling water bottles and Vcut and candies.
I miss passing by the Main Bldg when I go to the carpark!
I miss the sound of the computer when I swipe my ID!
I miss walking to school every morning.
I miss wearing my uniform!
I miss crossing the field (whenever we go to the carpark).
I miss hanging out at empty classrooms to do plates with Ken, Annelle and Jack.
and blah-dee-blah-dee-blah… there are so many things!!!!

Hahahaha. Para akong tangang plaka (is there such thing? Wahaha). 
But it’s true.

We
get so stuck with our daily routines that sometimes we don’t enjoy it
anymore. But once you stop doing them (like, because of Summer break), you’ll realize that all these things, all together, are the different parts that make up ONE BIG MEMORY of college life.

It
pains me to know that i’ve only got 2 more years in school………and
then i’m away again, to a different life. I’m gonna miss school!!!! I
DON’T WANNA LEAVE SCHOOL!!!!!!!

Sorry
i’ve gone sentimental. It’s just that i’ve been seeing pictures of
friends in their togas and everything, and far-off friends that used to
be my classmates miles away, in a different country nowadays all over
the internet.

It’s so sad to be apart.
I hate it.

*disappears abruptly*
(Boring post. Sorry.)

IV

^ What do you see?

Do you see a FOUR?
Do you see a distorted "N"?
Do you see the word "IV"
Do you see an unfinished "M"?
Do you see two lines collapsing away from each other?
Do you see the stillness of the vertical line in spite of it?
Do you visualize the southern part of a girl in her underwear?
Do you picture the nasal protector of a Spartan helmet?
If you looked at it sideways (your head tilted to the left), do you see a distorted "Z"?
If you looked at it sideways (this time, head to the right), do you see the beak of a bird pointing downward?

+ * .

What do you see?

Do you see a Plus sign?
Do you see an Asterisk?
Do you see a Dot?
Do you see the top view of airplanes? (+ being the nearest and the dot being the farthest)
Do you see a distorted face? (The * and + are eyes and the  dot is the mouth)
Do you see boobs and a belly button?
Do you see sparkles?

NOW WHAT DO YOU SEE?

I don’t see anything. Maybe YOU do.
If you do, it means whatever it is that you see will haunt you in your dreams!
Isn’t that FUN?

Hehehe. Heck, that was fun,!
Well if you didn’t find it fun, i surely did!

It’s so weird. I see things out of
things. Like when I go to the toilet and pass myself, I stare at these
blobby patterns on the wall and I see faces! I even saw Elvis Presley!

Hahahahaha.
Am I Crazy or am I crazy?

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I’m so bored i’m YouTubing. Hahaha.
Buhay pa pala ito. Natuwa ako. Mag-iisang taon na nakalipas.

^ Kanta ko sa aking Minamahal. Hahahahahahaha! 
(If you don’t see the video, click HERE.)
Ganyan ang in-lab. ♥ ♥ ♥

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Aaaanyway.

My summer days are seriously boring that there isn’t anything worth telling.
I would love to fast forward it to the start of classes.
I sooo miss everyone.

I miss the company of Coy and Jarra and Gee and Pat!
I miss playing football with Chester, Vien, Andy, Kevin, Jace & Chuckie!
I miss waiting for people at the pav.
I miss doing plates! (Amaaaazing!)
I miss using the elevator (and yelling inside it with Coy when it’s just the two of us)!
I miss getting mixed up with strangers in the elevator and being quiet while observing everyone.
I miss sitting on the bench.
I miss going to the ladies room to look in the mirror.
I miss reading Vandalisms on the cubicle doors!
I miss writing songs on the school table! Haha!
I miss swiveling myself on the rotating chair!
I miss  watching our professors’ mouths as they talk.
I miss seeing the man and woman who owned Joli’s! (I still don’t know if they’re husband and wife or sister and brother!)
I miss the stink in the sidewalk.
I miss the street vendors selling water bottles and Vcut and candies.
I miss passing by the Main Bldg when I go to the carpark!
I miss the sound of the computer when I swipe my ID!
I miss walking to school every morning.
I miss wearing my uniform!
I miss crossing the field (whenever we go to the carpark).
I miss hanging out at empty classrooms to do plates with Ken, Annelle and Jack.
and blah-dee-blah-dee-blah… there are so many things!!!!

Hahahaha. Para akong tangang plaka (is there such thing? Wahaha). 
But it’s true.

We
get so stuck with our daily routines that sometimes we don’t enjoy it
anymore. But once you stop doing them (like, because of Summer break), you’ll realize that all these things, all together, are the different parts that make up ONE BIG MEMORY of college life.

It
pains me to know that i’ve only got 2 more years in school………and
then i’m away again, to a different life. I’m gonna miss school!!!! I
DON’T WANNA LEAVE SCHOOL!!!!!!!

Sorry
i’ve gone sentimental. It’s just that i’ve been seeing pictures of
friends in their togas and everything, and far-off friends that used to
be my classmates miles away, in a different country nowadays all over
the internet.

It’s so sad to be apart.
I hate it.

*disappears abruptly*
(Boring post. Sorry.)

So I was REAAAAALLY bored that I went to Youtube to watch a couple of videos.

But I don’t know what to see, so I thought of something at random, and the first thing that popped in my head are the words, "female circumcision".
(Don’t ask me, i don’t know why, either!) So I typed them up on the
search bar with a double "S" just to find that I got it all mispelled.
Hahaha! All along, for 19 existential years, I got CIRCUMCISION spelled
wrong.
Shaaaame on me.

   
Well maybe coz some people (especially girls) here in the Philippines
are so delicate about the matter that they find the thought of it
repulsive and should-be-taken-in-the-right-and-decent-mind-and-at-the-right-age-and-time
but then again it’s just a freaking circumcision (nothing malicious
about it) and maybe I got affected by that certain mentality from
society that I could not even bring myself to discussing any thing that
involves the male or female genitalia since i was younger. Hell, i even got the darn thing mispelled.

Aaaanyway.
   
    Maybe
I was thinking about my nephew, who recently got circumcised, and I
started wondering how the Females of the Eastern parts of the country
get theirs.

If the video I posted up here doesn’t work, or you could not see a thing, click HERE instead.

^ Ha! Find it out yourself!

The language is German or French or something, but just by watching it you’ll have the idea.

   After like around 7 consecutive minutes of undisturbed viewing, i realised how wobbly my
legs have become. I could not stand, and my heart is beating like hell,
and I couldn’t even bring myself to stand up and walk!

 All i can say is———————-"Yowch!"

Hehehe. Why do people do such things?
It really fascinates me.
How people come up with beliefs and protocols and must-do’s, i mean.
And where they even get it.

Ultraman: "Ha-hah! I am the luckiest, then! For my phallus is made of steel that can counter-attack an adversary’s weaponry! No circumcision shizzit for me. Nyanyaaaaaa!" *dances like a ballerina* Bffft. =P

                              What  a cool word, this Metaphysical Individualism.

Hasn‘t he ever given you the creep of your life?

I’m talking about Ultraman.

I
mean, I perfectly know that he was a famous Japanese Superhero of the
60’s and is obviously older than me and he made it big and that I
probably have no right to talk about him this way but did it ever cross your mind how suitable he is to appear on your nightmares?

He’s scary.

See? Told ya he’s scary.

Oh my.
You know what time it is?

It’s 11:42pm and everyone’s asleep and my imagination is scaring me more.

If you disagree that he has malevolent tendencies, or is at least creepy-looking, see this:

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! *dies*

(I
grabbed that from my friend, Maxine Labrador’s friendster account) and
if that isn’t Ultraman up there (coz he seemed to have a different
costume from the previous one), either way i still find em Scary!!!!

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Wala lang.
It just crossed my mind.
You know how I am.

I like to ponder.
I like to imagine.

And you know, it gets me somewhere.
So I gotta get back to where I should be.

Back to myself.
So I could say goodnight sanely and go to sleep.

Good night!

*falls on the floor and snores*
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz