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thanks to the loyal patrons of my annual july farty! too bad a band of renegade soldiers from the AFP (armed forces of the philippines) staged some sort of coup, with regards to grievances against the GMA government; thus a lot of my good friends couldn't make it. boo. it was just bizarre ending a party sitting in front of the TV at 5am watching men in fatigues with red armbands wire an area of the makati district with C4 explosives. although their grievances are legit, i'm not so sure about the way they're handling the situation.. the world is a nasty place to live in sometimes.
the past few days have been pretty cool; on tuesday watched moonstar88 and parokya ni edgar at 70's bistro. they made my night when they sang the classic chikinini. on wednesday watched kjwan (jorel's new band.. with marc abaya) at millenia, and celebrated the dawn of my birthday with good music. i got to meet karl roy, that was pretty rad. got some more good stuff to look forward to for the week, vince is coming and i have a farty on saturday. come come come! 0919.259.2097
my ass turned 22 today. i would've made really big spontaneous plans, but of course i had the shittiest time last night and this morning because of this damn cold that came from the middle of nowhere. i hate colds. i'd rather have diarrhea than have a cold- at least i can read while pooing, or call up people (which is fun, you should try it). no one really seems to mind anyway, until they hear you flush. and then you can say your goodbyes. but being stuck with a runny nose and a perpetually empty kleenex box, that's just no fun. no one seems to admire the cute little squares that my tissues get folded into either. everyone probably knows when i get a cold, cos those little tissue residues show up everywhere imaginable, like little horny white rabbits multiplying into every possible dimension. it used to drive my brother nuts when i left them in the car. see, sniffles are just not fun at all.. hooray for pooing! and hooray for the good food at cena.. oink!
it's been an interesting year. i want to get all sentimental, but i ran out of kleenex.. maybe tomorrow.
i recently re-read the catcher in the rye. boy, holden can really get to you. i swear to god, he can. the way he thought reminded me somewhat of high school, being sick of all these phonies and all. hah ;) what a crack. he kills me, he really does.
where have i gone? the biggest mystery is why i'm still jetlagged after a week here in manila. the only hiatus was this saturday when ivan had a party and i stayed till 330am. dropped off plek along quezon ave in front of classmate, i was entertained by his stories of lurid encounters with the women and establishments that dot the strip. what a character.
this is tracy. she works at ABS-CBN, had lunch with her the other day. isn't she cute? anyway, the past few days have been spent playing dr. mario with joes. hours and hours of dr. mario. i have to download one of those NES emulators one of these days.. that will spell doom upon me, then i'll finally fall hopelessly into the oblivion of an eternal summer bum, festering into a glub of incoherent human tissue. tomorrow i leave for cebu until sunday to visit vincent. yay! oh by the way, lookout for the hidden links.. move your mouse over the text, there might be some more stuff to what i'm talking about. blah.
chalk one up for andrea! here they are before they headed out for some hot makeout session. isn't she a stud?! let's just pray her parents never see my website. you gotta hand it to her though, she's got game! fo shizzle my nizzle!
i like travelling alone, you get to meet really interesting people. yesterday i met this medical professor from boston who was gonna give a talk somewhere in manila. in the course of our random conversations, he was telling me about nitrous oxide forming inside the cabin of deep-diving vessels as a result of the pressure, which makes for a really awesome high. hmm. his son was an engineer by training, and now works in a lab with huge refrigerators containing the heads of whales. he does research about sonic communications or whatever, and studies the internal workings of whales to better understand them and build better navigation systems for submarines. its a big world out there.
last night saw a bunch of my good friends, i really missed them! ended up in san francisco coffee with mon and matt, who were studying for med shit, and gino, joey, mikkel, gus, big... good ol' days. apparently, big's naked pictures are doing a few rounds on local e-mails.. what a stud!!