About a Pinoy

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2005-07-24T19:06:00.000+08:00

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Debut

2005-07-24T00:22:00.000+08:00

I couldn't put it down. Figuratively and literally!

Signs of Intellect

2005-07-23T09:23:00.000+08:00

The good news: hiphop still has a reputable underground culture.
The bad news: its underground.

I stretch my arms towards the sky like blades of tall grass.
The sun beats between my shoulders like Carnival drums.
I sat still in hopes that it would help my wings grow,
So that I could really be fly.
And then she arrived.
Like day break inside a railway tunnel;
Like the new moon; Like a diamond in the mines;
Like high noon to a drunkard--sudden.
She made my heart beat in the now-now time signature.
Her skin, a canvass for ultraviolet brushstrokes.
She was the sun's painting.
She was a deep Cogniac color.
Her eyes sparkle like lights along the new city.
Her lips pursed as if her breath was too sweet and full
for her mouth to hold.
I said, "You are the beautiful distress of mathematics."
I said, "For you, I will peel open the clouds like new fruit,
And give you lightning and thunder as a dowry.
I will make the sky shed all of its stars like rain,
And I would clasp the constellations across your waist,
And I will make the heavens your cape,
And they will be pleased to cover you."
--Mos Def

Mom gets told

2005-07-22T00:16:00.000+08:00

Mom: Does anyone want ube jaaaaam?

Liquidus: No, thanks.

Siblings: No.

Mom: Its really gooooood. (waving heavily laden spoon...ube jam lumps fly)

Liquidus: Mom, you're making a mess. (picks up ube lumps)

Mom: Sorry. Sungit!

Honey bunches of envy

2005-07-19T23:19:00.000+08:00

-->This<-- depresses me. Why?

I chose to major in Chemistry because I thought it would help me get a job at NASA. No, I'm serious! Every kid dreams of becoming an astronaut. NASA was recruiting Chem undergrads in school as interns at the time I was shifting my course. It could have been the step I needed to get me closer to one day landing on Mars or at the very least on Earth's orbit. Of course, my biggest obstacle was and is my citizenship. How sad.

Resolution

2005-07-18T23:29:00.000+08:00

Resolution No. 2005-01

Sponsored by:

Liquidus, B.L.O.G.G.E.R.2005

RESOLUTION CALLING FOR THE IMMEDIATE TERMINATION OF LIQUIDUS’ CURRENT BULLSHIT RELATIONSHIP

Whereas, the Assembly of Logic is the highest policy-making body of Liquidus’ body;

Whereas, the Assembly of Logic shall pursue an independent stand, not dictated by any other sector, other than the occasional whim of Liquidus’ penis;

Whereas, the Assembly of Logic shall tolerate or encourage happy thoughts and illusions of romantic bliss for the purpose of and operating only within the bounds of promoting the welfare of Liquidus’ sanity;

Whereas, we met current boyfriend (CB) on quite kinky circumstances, yet liked him very much and found him quite yummy;

Whereas, we were quite interested enough to stalk him on friendster;

Whereas, we finally got to see him for a nice long chat over coffee months later;

Whereas, we were warned by my ex that CB is psycho;

Whereas, we thought it would be best to give CB the benefit of the doubt in the spirit of keeping alive the mantra of “love like you’ve never been hurt…”;

Whereas, we were very much kilig when CB first told us that he liked us very much;

Whereas, we were further kilig when CB’s own close friends told us that he liked us very much and that that does not happen too often;

Whereas, we decided with all resolve to see CB at least twice a week, without much regard for the high gas and time expenses of traveling from Alabang to San Juan;

Whereas, some weird shit has been going down for the past few weeks (just ask us);

Whereas, just an hour go, in San Juan, after traveling from Manila on a rainy night on wet roads for the purpose of paying CB a visit to check up on his health, we were told in verbatim, “Leave me alone!”;

Whereas, what the fuck ,right?;

Whereas, the current relationship has lost all credibility;

Whereas, we have learned that NOT all break-ups are hard;

Wherefore, be it resolved that the resolution be approved;

Wherefore, be it further resolved, that Liquidus return the key to CB’s house immediately as a straightforward political gesture of “fuck you!”;

Wherefore, be it further resolved, that Liquidus be tasked to inform the Southies and rest of the world about the aforementioned policy via blog to help us get some booty once again;

Wherefore, be it finally resolved that this resolution be binding and take effect upon approval of the Assembly of Logic.

Adopted,
July 19,2005

Cash Money, Yo

2005-07-17T21:38:00.000+08:00

Philippine currency is THE new black. Spend 'em while supplies last!

I am long overdue for an update (not to mention a visit to my dentist). Let's start with school. Hmm...no let's not even start with school. Let's end school, please. This is beyond burn-out. And my grades...unsalvageable. My only hope now, as I was telling P and D last night over our TGIF dinner(Thanks, D! Looking forward to your next promotion! hehehe), is to top the board exam. [Like this guy -->click here<-- mmm (Actually he topped an entirely different board exam from the one I'll be taking, but nonetheless I can't help but be... inspired by his...topness?)Sa totoo lang, kahit hindi niya pinasa yung board exam labs ko siya].

Mmmm.

Last.

Mmmm.

Ok can somebody say, "obsessed?" Tama na! Sobra na! You stole the presidency not once, but twice! Ang magnanakaw ay kapatid ng mandaraya!

Moving right along...

So I'm in sort of a fix right now over my most recent relationship or whatever is left of it. Might be too soon to write about its demise though. Surprisingly, I'm not alarmed. What worries me is how UNworried I am. Also, a month is hardly acceptable in terms of relationship lifespanning I think. I've heard of being taken for a ride, but fuck, this one is ending even before turning the corner! All is fair indeed...

Some Threes

2005-07-16T12:17:00.000+08:00

Got this one from Phillip, with slight tweaking. :)

Three names you go by:
1. Buting (penis in Bicolano)
2. Pogi
3. Gwapo

Seriously, kaya nga anonymous blog diba?

Three screen names you have had:
1. Superspy
2. PowerTOOL (hihihi)
3. Snap_Argentum

Three physical things you like about yourself:
1. being male
2. non-hairiness
3. my sanggano smile

Three physical things you don't like about yourself:
1. jumongous ear lobes
2. 5'3"-ness
3. girly fingers

Three things that scare you:
1. heights
2. falling from a high place
3. hitting the ground after falling from a high place

Three of your daily essentials:
1. Blog surf
2. sipilyo
3. eat

Three things you are wearing right now:
1. boxers
2. a smile
3. -------

Three of your favorite bands and musical artists:
1. No Doubt
2. Ben Folds Five
3. Erykah Badu

Three of your favorite songs:
1. Milonga del Mar (Yonderboi)
2. On and On (Erykah Badu)
3. Five Years (Sugar Hiccup)

Three things you want in a relationship:
1. security
2. company
3. growth
3. ~~mind-blowing sex~~

Two truths and one lie (in no particular order):
1. I'm gay.
2. I'm straight, pare.
3. I drool over Drew Arellano.

Three physical things about the preferred sex that appeal to you:
1. wide shoulders
2. non-hairiness
3. athletic legs

Three of your favorite hobbies:
1. blog surf
2. guitar
3. gym

Three things you want to do really badly right now:
1. gym
2. graduate
3. move out of my parent's house

Three careers you're considering/you've considered:
1. Medicine
2. Culinary Arts
3. Architecture

Three places you want to go on vacation:
1. Antarctica
2. Batanes
3. Puerto Gaylera (hihihi)

Three kids' names you like:
1. Daniel
2. Adrian
3. Lisa

Three things you want to do before you die:
1. ~~threesome~~
2. ~~orgy~~
3. ~~#1 with Gino Rufino and Drew Arellano or #2 with DLSU's football team~~
scandalous!

Three ways that you are stereotypically a boy:
1. I have an overactive libido.
2. I am happy alone. (hihihi)
3. I pig out.

Three ways that you are stereotypically a girl:
1. I hate getting my hands dirty.
2. I have bad hair days (kahit na kalbo)
3. I never fart in public.

Three celeb crushes:
1. Drew Arellano!!!
2. Gino Rufino!!!
3. Jerico Rosales!!!

Three people that I would like to see take this quiz now:

All three of my readers!

Southies:

2005-06-26T21:54:00.000+08:00

Puta! I miss you! Magmarried-status ba kasi ng sabay-sabay!!! :(

Butts!

2005-06-02T21:22:00.000+08:00

Check out this piece of ~~ass~~ news.

You gotta give them props. They probably caught more attention than their Student Council manifestos ever will.

P.S. the dimpled one on the far right looks yummy.

Blue blooded La Sallian (Just thinking out loud)

2005-05-27T16:01:00.000+08:00

Section 2.g.i. of ADMU's Magna Carta of Undergraduate Student Rights says:

Major Exams. Students shall be informed of long examinations one (1) week in advance, and midterms and/or finals at least two (2) weeks in advance.

In our first term last year, our organic chemistry professor, Dr. J, gave us "suprise" long exams and I was the only one who raised an eyebrow on it. Everyone I shared this grievance to told me that it was really the teacher's prerogative to administer exams any way he or she likes. Tama sila technically. There is no such restriction in DLSU's student handbook. But are they ethically right? I say no! Why?

1. Student's have the right to quality education, which means student's have the right to quality examination. How is a suprise long exam made? It could be weeks of planning and drafting by the prof, but it could also possibly be made on the spot! Administering suprise long exams discourages the student from cramming and will discourage absences, which are all good, kaya lang ang nangyayari teacher naman ang pwede maging crammer. The instructor can just pull out questions and problems out of his ass one day without really checking if they are appropriate or relevant to what the students have been taught in past lessons all because uminit ang ulo niya dahil nadulas siya sa hagdanan on the way to class. You might aruge though that even if an exam is announced, there is no guarantee that the prof can't just make it up during the...err...exam itself. To which I will just have to pick my nose.

2. There is a potential for abuse. Many students have learned or have been conditioned to dread examination days. Can you imagine if one whole department or worse, all departments agree to administer only suprise long exams? Eh di ang dami na sigurong students na tumalon mula sa 5th floor fire escape ng Saint Joseph hall! Its just too much unnecessary stress, or in the wise words of Badinggerzie, "Harsh, da vah?!"

3. Wala pa akong maisip na 3rd argument.

4. I got a 1.0 in ORGCHE2 because of this. Ehehehehe

5. Students are entitled to use their "cuts" as long as they don't go over. Exam days are very important days that a student will not want to miss, and it is only right that they be informed when these days are so that they can plan their schedules/appointments outside school (Yes, we do have lives outside our academics) in advance.

Tulungan niyo naman ako mag-isip ng iba pang mga rason! Anyone out there!

I'm not a playa, I just crush a lot...

2005-05-12T03:04:00.000+08:00

I am in obsessed-psycho-stalker mode again. I hate it. I kinda wish I never met the guy.

Status quo -- COD.COM*

2005-05-05T03:23:00.000+08:00

Summertime and the living is easy
Fish are jumping
and the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your mama's goodlooking
So hush little baby, don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're gonna wake up singing
And you'll spread your little wings
And take to the sky
But til that morning
Ain't nothing that can harm you
With your daddy and mommy standing by

--George Gershwin

*Care of Daddy. Care of Mommy

Kung Bakit ako Tamad Magmahal

2005-04-19T23:40:00.000+08:00

I lost love once.
I walked around the whole next day
with haze following my every gaze.
My every breath was dry and the air
seemed to cut through my throat just to
remind me that I had not forgotten to wake up.
Sleep was where I brought my soul
when I grew tired of running after him in my head. But
I never really stopped. And
once I awoke only to find a stranger in the mirror,
My face so defeated by gravity.
My youth, it seemed, had hopped
on days like they were years and
thought of no way to return. And
if not for it all, I would not be so grateful
to have discovered the strange comfort of crying
with my head lodged through my car's steering wheel.

You say "I love you" is not enough.
But I tell you it is.
Because for a time I waited for those words
to return, but they never did.

Fast One

2005-04-10T15:00:00.000+08:00

This made me smile.

Mom: [Liquidus], can you and Steph be in charge of ice-breakers sa youth camp?

Me: Like how?

Mom: Bahala kayo. Do parlor games and get-to-know people kind of games.

Me: Baduy naman. How about fire eating?

Chael: Or chainsaw juggling?

My little bro is turning out to be quite a witty rascal. I'm so proud. :)

W-He-R-E I-S T-He Li-O-V-E???

2005-04-03T23:26:00.000+08:00

Five years in college and one of the most profound things I learned is this:

I…HATE…CHEMISTRY.

There.

I said it! The course I chose to love is really my greatest object of disgust. SURPRISE SUPRISE!

Once and for all, I would like the world to recognize chemistry for what it really is – MATH...with a good helping of Physics, which is, coincidentally, also MATH. Also, Quantum Mechanics and Electrochemistry are actual tools of the devil.

You can call it burn-out, but really, I think it’s just me starting to be smart. Where the f@#k am I gonna go with BS-Chemistry? I honestly have no f@#king clue! I don’t know why I subject myself through so much hell for a future so unsure. I feel like trapping myself in an unventilated garage and turning the car’s ignition so I can slowly and peacefully die of asphyxiation via carbon monoxide poisoning.

How’s that for applied chemistry?

Lights

2005-02-27T20:07:00.000+08:00

Red light. West-bound Buendia-SLEX intersection, 7:20pm.

"SLEX. It sounds like a sci-fi suspense porno thriller no, Gin?"

TG always had a knack for squeezing something quasi-intuitive out of the most commonplace things while driving in traffic. Gino loved this about him, but later on learned to tune out the more nonsensical blurts. Like how Greenbelt is neither green nor belt-like or the one time they argued where exactly Buendia ends and where Gil Puyat starts.

TG rolled his window down and fumbled for the car lighter as their car rolled to a stop at the tail end of Buendia traffic. As if through an unspoken signal, Gino rolled his window down too. TG lit his cigarette.

"T, why don't you quit?"

"Because its healthy. Why? You want me to?"

"Healthy?" Gino laughed. "This I gotta hear."

"Ok. Simple: I'm increasing my red blood cell count. Remember what Doc Patalinhug said about RBC and altitude?" TG drew from his cigarette.

"Thinner air, higher RBC...same principle. When I smoke, I deprive myself of a little air, my RBC goes up and I can go on respiring more efficiently afterwards. Pwede pang-thesis no?"

"That's retarded." said Gin, with much effort to hide the annoying fact that the RBC thing sounded surprisingly cohesive to his trained ear. Pfft. You just had to fall for a blockmate. "As if Manila air isn't 'air deprived' enough. You should try quitting."

"It never bothered you before."

True. In fact, Gino always thought it added nicely to TG's barako sex appeal.

"Wala lang. I figure its never too late to be concerned for your boyfriend's health," Gino remarked.

"And FYI, 'retarded' is not politically-correct especially when used to scorn. Take it from the Black Eyed Peas," TG added, not minding Gino's last words, as if his listening faculties had shut down to concentrate more effort on formulating that last thought.

"Ass, just drive." Green light.

"Bitch," said TG, reaching for his partner's welcoming hand.

Gino could see the roofs of cars, cabs, trucks and jeepneys ahead bobbing and rocking as if disturbed by a slow, jagged wave rolling underneath them as they inched their way across the rail tracks that ran through the side of the interesection. As they finally moved, the light turned orange, then red--they stopped a few cars short of the tracks.

Maybe he was distracted by the sensation of TG's hand rubbing on his thigh, but Gino, glancing at the side mirror, thought nothing of the yosi vendor wearing a flu mask briskly approaching them from behind. Before he knew it, he felt something sharp pressing down on his collar bone. On the corner of his eye he saw TG quickly turn to him, dropping his cigarette on the carpet with a sudden jerk as a knife was held to his neck. "Sel-pown at walet niyo! Dali!"

Red light.

Green light.

Magallenes. Bicutan. Sucat. Alabang.

Gino lightly rubbed his hand on his sore collar bone. "I hope that blade wasn't too rusty. I think it left a mark."

"Sorry, Gin." TG's voice was shaky.

"It's okay. We're not hurt afterall." Gino took TG's cold hand.

"Putang ina! If the windows weren't down...I'm seriously quitting now!"

Gino could only laugh.

"Crime is healthy."

"Yeah, pwede."

Sawikain

2005-02-22T23:28:00.000+08:00

Gising na sa unang tapik
Para hindi ka matrapik

Itch

2005-02-06T22:15:00.000+08:00

The Quarter Life Itch. That's what it should be called. Just thinking about saving up money depresses me. It gets me thinking when I will have enough money to buy my own car someday or live on my own. If I had to live on my own for a day I would basically die. I'm 22 and still finishing college. I am definitely itching to get a job. Even just part time. If I didn't screw up my first year of college, I could be working or already be in med school. Dumbshit. Oh well, just gotta keep scratching for now.

Typo

2005-02-02T13:09:00.000+08:00

If you type in "http://aboutapinoyb.logspot.com/" by pure mistake on your address bar, you will be taken to...The Mega Site of Bible Studies and Information! For all your biblical needs and armageddonal preparations! What a koinkidink right? Could God be speaking to me?? Well, that's what I thought at first. Until the next thing I mistakenly typed in, http://ilovesexonahorse.logspot.com, brought me to the exact same site. How totally disappointing!

Lock Jaw

2005-02-01T15:34:00.000+08:00

Yesterday I locked my jaw open when I yawned in speech class. Felt a snap when I tried to put it back in place, and its feeling slightly tender up to now. I can only open my mouth so much when I brush my teeth coz it feels like it could lock again and it makes clicking sounds when I chew. If this gets any worse, I'm seeing my dentist. Otherwise, my next boyfriend's cock can't be thicker than a Sharpie.

'matic Transmission

2005-01-29T22:20:00.000+08:00

RHEUmatic that is. Here we go again with the red spots and fever. But this time it brought its protein-coated acellular cousin, the common cold (someone is enjoying his M-F Industrial Microbiology class too much). Actually, its still too soon to tell if its rheumatic fever again. Still waiting for the arthritis to lock it down. What a nice combo that would be though. I can't wait. Tapos ang sakit pa biceps ko from my last breakup-inspired gym visit! Hindi ko na madiretso arms ko. The price of vanity.

In other news, I got to flirt with an old crush of mine on ym. Hehehe. I'm such a slut. And by "old" I mean I've deemed him crushable for a long time now, and not the same "old" as in...say..oh I don't know...my last partner maybe. Try 19 years my senior! I feel slightly bothered that I am not feeling as down as I thought I would be now that its over. I like to think that its because, in a way, I was "eased" out of it. In the last three excruciating weeks, his constant and apparent lack of interest for me and the things I did was enough to numb me to the final blow...I think. Because it is either that or I'm too much of a slut to really care.

Version 3.0

2005-01-29T21:08:00.000+08:00

I hereby solemnly swear to never give out the link to my blog to anyone I know ever again. Except maybe...nah! Oh, but the title is too cute not to spread around...