Friday, November 5, 2010

Too Bad

I know I said I'd go ahead with the plan with or without you... But why did it have to be without you?

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Blank

I'm so sorry.....

I don't know what I'm doing. I can't say I completely understand why Im going to do it.

See you tomorrow

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Father, forgive You for you have sinned

I love you Lord, I really do. But if idiots have overtaken your church and are planning to ex-communicate everyone who wears a condom, please Lead me to a community that is truly according to YOUR will.... and not just theirs.

Friday, October 1, 2010

I Support the Reproductive Health Bill

I do NOT own any part of the article. It is a word per word copy of Pepe Diokno's work. Original article here: http://blog.pepediokno.com/post/1220352635/5-things-you-can-do-to-support-reproductive

I laughed so hard. And I freakin agree with you. Spread and support! 


5 things you can do to support reproductive health

Inspired by Carlos Celdran? Well, going to a church with a placard that reads, “Damaso” is just one idea. Now that the discussion on reproductive health has reached a peak, it’s time you show the CBCP what you believe in.
Protests don’t have to be big, and they don’t have to be boring. Plan a rally this weekend and let your creative juices flow. Let them flow  so hard they hit a clergyman on the face, making him wish you wore protection.
Here are five ideas to get you started.


1. The CBCP has trouble realizing that the population is too big and must be reined in. This is probably due to the dwindling population of their flock. Now, to make them realize the gravity of the problem, take a hundred trucks, drive to North Triangle in Quezon City, round up the 9,582 families that are being evicted from their homes and drop them off at the Manila Cathedral. Now ask a bishop to take two fishes and feed the crowd.


2. The CBCP argues that “artificial” contraception is not a solution to poverty. This, despite studies by the World Bank, the Asian Development Bank, and government, that show that a five hundred pesos divided by a family of five means that five people eat well, while five hundred pesos divided by a family of ten means that ten people are starving. So, go to your local parish and teach your priest some basic division.


3. Bishops tend to make an illogical leap from condoms to abortion. To illustrate the difference, take a gun and attempt to shoot a clergyman in the head. “Death comes when you don’t use protection, Father!”
Of course, I meant a lazer gun. The one you use for lazer tag. I would never suggest the use of violence on our fellowmen. Not unless they’re witches, heretics, or Galileo Galilee.
But you know, there is nothing — and I mean absolutely nothing — in the Reproductive Health Bill in Congress that suggests that the state legalize abortion. Nothing. So, organize a trip to your local parish and teach your priest some basic reading.


4. Come to Church dressed up as a condom, and just sit there. This is best done in groups.


5. The leadership of the CBCP has threatened to excommunicate President Noynoy Aquino for his support for reproductive health. So why don’t we do the same thing to the Church and ex-communicate them? It’s hard to argue with an institution that believes it is better than everyone else. It’s impossible to debate with a group that thinks it’s always right. And it’s futile to deal with people who threaten you whenever you disagree.
Perhaps the best way to protest against the Church is to do what one would do with a rude, self-righteous Twitter follower. Block and ignore. People are only as powerful as much as they are heard.

Dear Papa John Lloyd


Dear Papa John Lloyd,

You know I love you to death. I've loved you for 12 years. I loved you despite koolits (that was just wrong). I loved you with eye bags. I loved you even when your script made me want to shoot you. I loved you even when everybody said you weren't cute. I'd do anything just to support you. I'd buy 6 boxes of Biogesic even though I only have P50 in my wallet just so you'd always be the endorser. But....

Don't you think you're pushing your luck with Imortal?

I'd still watch it. I'd still scream in delight when I see you on the screen. I'd still watch it again on youtube just so I can see you every minute of every day. But I'm not too happy to push aside my pride just to watch that crap. But I will

Let's face it. If Twilight had a fat ugly twin, that'd be your new show

But just as I am willing to rob a pharmacy for 6 boxes of paracetamol......I'll forget my parents paid a shit load of money just to pay for my education and.......support your freakin show. 

Sheesh, the things Im willing to do for love.

Caffeine does this to you

Ano pa ang silbi ng Starbucks kung PURO at TUNAY naman ang Nescafe.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Crazy be Youz

Boy + GIRL friends = just friends
Boy + crazy BITCH from hell = FUN for everyone

Now I'm pretty insecure and possessive myself but here's why I'm not crazy:

1. the guy's my boyfriend
2. somebody is actually flirting with him to piss me off
3. the guy knows I exist.

If you miss out on number 3, there is definitely something wrong with you. In the words of my new found comedic hero, Russell Brand (a.k.a., Katy Perry's not so attractive boyfriend), "You...are essentially....an oxygen thief".

There's nothing wrong with having the hots for someone. There's nothing wrong with hating all the girls around him. There's nothing wrong with screaming his name just so he'll notice you. There's nothing wrong with deliberately hanging out with his org even though you're not a part of it. There's nothing wrong with posting silly messages on his Facebook wall just so people would think you guys have a thing but you really really don't. There's nothing wrong with him lending his stuff to somebody else and you taking it from that someone just so he'll get it back from you. And there's definitely nothing wrong with glaring at all his girl friends (including those he isn't even close to but you've convinced yourself otherwise) and calling them bitches to their faces with this pathetic whispering act (Hint: they can hear you).

So woman, I humbly shower you with all my sarcasm. I know you'll eventually figure out who you are and I'm betting you'll throw acid to my face when you find out where I live. I'd prefer that, honestly. 'Coz if for one second you couldn't tell that this was you, wow.... you iz seriously one craaazy bitch.