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The link to the COMA 192 Presentation is here:

http://docs.google.com/present/view?id=dfzf8dmx_18dvg634c4

This is the Qualitative Communication Research Powerpoint Presentation

*** This one is for my COMA 106 class: Group Discussion and Leadership. Argh… I write awfully when I’m sick.

Punishments are a pain in the ass: we would do anything just to escape it. But then no matter how good we are at running away, fate always leads us to the consequence of a bad deed; for example, detention. It was through this school punishment when the Breakfast Club was formed. The beginnings of the group were very unusual, but we realized that in the end, punishment can bring together people and create a bond among them.

The Breakfast Club is a mixture of a primary, social, self-help, and learning groups. The brain, the jock, the princess, the misfit, and the lout all became close friends after the big D. Although they have their own cliques, these people realized that they have more in common than their groupies. They also have given each other encouragement and support, and they even learned how to smoke marijuana together. Clearly, this is a complex group to understand. But how exactly did they develop as a group?

Well, it was first formed because they all had broken school rules, except for Allison. And then it was through the antics of the lout that paved the way for an interaction to commence. This was like the beginning of the storming stage. Because of his wit, he got the princess, the jock, and the brainy to talk, and even solicit some expressions from the misfit. They did not want to get into bigger trouble so they started covering up for the shenanigans of John Bender, the lout. And then, they sort of had concern for each other and realized that they have things in common no matter how differently we perceived they were. They turned into something like a primary group.

In addition to the communication they had, another reason why they cliqued was probably because there were some needs answered in the Breakfast Club for each member.  For example, they all do not have a perfect life, but because of their conversations, they realized that they are not alone. The straight “A” student does not have excellent grades, the princess is very much pressured by her peers, the jock is stressed out because of his dad, the lout has a very disturbed upbringing, and the misfit has no one.  They needed confidantes, and they found that in their group. TBC, then, is like a self-help group. And in turn, they all found true friends, and it satisfied their sense of belongingness, which is one of the triggers why we join groups.

And then we see some norms established. It was first done by the principal who laid down rules like no talking, no moving, and no monkey business. But then these became unsuccessful since TBC deemed it unacceptable. But then we do observe other norms like yelling (at the principal), disrespect for authority, and even self-disclosure.

But just like any group, we were able to observe some individual norms. John Bender is a representation of the louts or criminals and the norms of this group are to be tough, rebellious, and hated. In return, they are disliked, disrespected, and treated unfairly by their friends. They have a bad upbringing and they have a tendency to become just as bad as their parents. Claire Standish, the princess, needs to be perfect and pretty because they think they her group serves as an example for everyone. People who belong to this group usually come from good and rich families. Brian Johnson, the brain, embodies the excellent students. They have to pass all their subjects with high grades, and be excellent in school. When it comes to academic problems, they are the ones to call. Andy Clark is the representation of the jocks that have to be very good at sports. Usually, fathers of these children push their children to the limit just so they would be the best. Lastly, Allison Reynolds, the misfit, embodies the “outsiders”. They are people who see the world from a different point of view and who can provide great insights. They are poised to be different.

Although they had different norms, they were able to accomplish tasks. One of which is the essay the principal required them to do

At the end of the movie, we have seen changes in each character. Allison was able to open up and come out of her shell. Andy realized that he did not have to be the man his father wanted him to be. Brian was able to de-stress and come out of the perfect student image. Claire realized that she could have whatever kinds of friends she wants. And John was able to come to terms with his own image and became the pleasant person as he seems to have had the right attitude in the end.

This movie is proof that we need groups, and we cannot help but associate with one.

** This is another paper for my Intercultural Communication course. This one’s on culture shock. Note that the word “kill” is just an exaggeration.

Two weeks of absence can make both excitement and anxiety eat you whole. And yes, it does happen especially in college. Because I needed a period of hibernation, everyone thought I did not exist… until I physically showed up. This is my story told a gazillion times already. This is how UP almost killed me.

Prior to my entrance to the University, I was very excited. I always wanted to be free from my old school, and knowing that I would be entering UP I could not wait to grab hold of LIBERTY. Truth be told, the Chinese School I graduated from was close to being a heartless society. I lived with its culture for thirteen years, and so it was but natural for me to shed tears during graduation. I considered it my second home, with everyone there as my family, despite the fact that it was prison-like.

But all of these I left behind just to pave way to my bad ass ambition. The rough and seemingly endless road to UP was a surprise for me, and it was not pleasant. I felt uneasy riding my first habal-habal. It was torture especially because we were chancing upon rough terrain. Unfortunately, jeepneys then feared the infamous boondock. This is where I began questioning my decisions. Aside from the transportation dilemma, the location was also very depressing. Why did I allow myself to be detached from the city life? There were no malls near UP, nor was there any place to hang out. Clearly, it was not the place I imagined it to be!

My idea then of college was shattered. It was the most unusual place I have been to. In addition to that, I was two weeks late in class and I knew no one. I nearly got lost for my first class. I had no idea UP had a CSM! I went looking for my math class at the wrong building. And yes, the security guard whom I trusted with my life during that instance failed to give me the right direction. He led me to SOM, and then I figured, “no one should be trusted in UP when you ask directions”.

It was not the subjects I found hard in the University, it was the place itself. Furthermore, I was staying at the dorm, which made my condition worst. I often got sick because of the environment and I was not used living with strangers. I felt alienated! Then I began enumerating to myself the things I hated in school: I did not like karinderia food that is why I ate chips during breakfast, I had issues with the dorm comfort room that is why I always carried with me some wet wipes, I despised photocopied readings because I have always preferred owning textbooks, I did not like the idea of riding HHs because I was used to the idea of a comfortable transportation, and I loathed being around people I am not used to be with just because they were so different! I was not even as ecstatic as my friends when we decided to write about the deadly sin, “Lust”, because it was a taboo topic then for me. Everything seemed like the total opposite of the Chinese school I came from. We had a decent cafeteria, we had good comfort rooms, we had better transportation, and more so, I felt the people there were of my kind. And then, I thought about transferring, but that has not yet happened until now.

But I did meet some interesting acquaintances. One of them was a sophomore, and she told me that everything I am experiencing is just a phase and that I will get over it when I reach my second year. But I thought to myself, “I could not wait any longer!” Nevertheless, I trusted her because we were both from GenSan. When we were hiking our way to CHSS from the very muddy DHK, she told me of professors to take, limits of absences, places to eat, what to do when bored, and et cetera. She became my guidebook, since I missed out on the freshmen orientation as well! And I guess, she was right most of the time. At the end of the day, we became very good friends and I did learn a lot from her. She was also one of the people who convinced me to choose SPCM as my major, and I still have to figure out if she meant well.

As years passed, I began to feel accustomed to the way of life in UP. I remember what I said to my senior classmate in MST2 due to the dislike I had with the campus, “Similar to a rock, a person can be solid. He will never be influenced by another culture and he will never learn to like it if he chooses to.” But now, I am taking it back because no matter how solid you are, culture will always find means to grow in you.

*** this is in reaction to the video of Levni Yilmaz, “What Would Penis Do?”. An assignment I had to do for my Intercultural Communication course. I hope this makes sense.

In a world where the left brain is weightier than the right, there is a study they call sociology that deals with the social rules and processes that bind (and perhaps separate) people not only as individuals but also as members of associations, groups, and institutions. Basically, if we were to define man, he would be someone who is the protector, the “impregnator”, or the provider. All of these tags, although sounding antiquated already, define man in the society. But what exactly makes a man a man? And where does our perception of man, or gender in general, come from?

In “What would penis do?” Levni Yilmaz defined an average man (with average wants and desires) as somebody who is not entirely a creature of free will. He says that man has three governing functions, namely, the heart, the mind, and the penis. But of course our perception of gender would not come from the heart, the mind, or the penis. Instead, the society would be the one dictating who is who. In fact, because of the things we learned from textbooks (or from our family) we allow ourselves to be fenced in the behavior that would satisfy the expectations of those in the society. Therefore, many consider gender as just an idea, a social construction. And our perception starts there.

When we were still young, we were not as selective of information as we are today. In turn, the things we learn about gender, i.e. pink is for girls and blue is for boys, can make us surrender a portion perhaps of our freedom and free will. Some books would say that the idea of gender would begin at birth wherein figuring if the baby has a penis or a vagina would tell the parents what to teach their child about attitudes, thoughts, and behavior patterns that have been established by society.

Our perception of gender comes from the society, perhaps due to tradition, and the media, which influence society a lot. And in relation to the video, some of it would be true in Philippine culture. Many do think that the heart is an image associated to emotions; the brain is for logic, and the private organ (penis in the video) is for something sexual, and not desperation.

The part where Yilmaz tells about a man meeting a woman where things were not going well and the opposite situation are true especially what the heart and mind tell one to do, but I am not too sure with the penis. But for some reason I do agree that a penis is egotistical! In addition to that, I agree with what the penis said that there is no harm in chatting with randomly beautiful girls even if you’re off the market.

Personally, half of what the video talks about would ring true for me. I believe in the mind-heart conflict, although the heart or emotion is still connected to the brain scientifically. But I can never agree that the penis is pathetically desperate, well, maybe if I were about to die and have not been laid. The video seemed to have portrayed the penis as a voracious animal. But perhaps the horny men would agree to this.

This is Western culture, and I have seen movies almost similar to what the video is tackling, i.e. American Pie and Ants in the Pants. I’m not sure if I am amenable to all the ideas concerning the penis, at this age. But basically, the video reflects how society had an effect on Yilmaz. This is how he sees a man, and I am in no position to tell him he is wrong.

I always write in english. If I could have things my way, I would’ve chosen English, but I had no choice! talk about democracy. But then again, it was a Filipino subject anyway which made more sense for me to write in my own language. While writing this, I felt I was learning the language again because the last time I really wrote in Filipino was in my sophomore year in high school. Anyway, here it goes. My 3- PAGE REACTION PAPER IN FILIPINO!

Ayon sa Philippine Folklore Classified, mayroong tatlong bahagi ang pang-agham na pananaliksik: pagtitipon (collection), pag-uuri (classification), at pagsusuri (analysis), ngunit ang pag-aaral ng Poklorikong Pilipino ay nasa bahaging pagtitipon pa lamang. Dahil dito, ang huling dalawang bahagi ay hindi pa lubos na nagawa. Bagamat nasa unang bahagi na ang naturang pag-aaral, nahaharap pa rin ito sa suliraning pagkakaroon ng tiyak na sistema ng pag-uuri. Paano nga ba natin maaabot ang huling bahagi ng siyentipikong pananaliksik sa konteksto ng Poklorikong Pilipino?

Ang pagkakaroon ng tiyak na sistema ng pag-uuri ay makatutulong upang mahiwalay at malinaw na makita ang pagkakaiba ng iba’t ibang pokloriko sa bansa. Idagdag pa natin dito ang mga maaari nating matuklasan tungkol sa kulturang Pilipino dahil ibinabahagi din ang pokloriko sa bawat salin-lahi. Madali mang tukuyin ang mga magagandang bagay na maidudulot nito, ngunit napakahirap naman nitong gawin dahil sa heograpiya, mga wika, at maging sa kasaysayan ng bansa.

Paano tayo magkakaroon ng tiyak na sistema ng pag-uuri? Mahirap ngang pag-uri-uriin ang pokloriko sa Pilipinas dahil sa pagkakaiba nito sa maraming bagay kaya naman magiging mas mainam ang ating pananaliksik kung sanguniin natin ang mga taong pinag-aaralan ang mga ito. Hindi naman makasasama kung tatanggap tayo ng tulong mula sa mga banyaga sapagkat hindi ito maituturing pananakop. Sa katanuyan, pinag-aaralan na sa ilang pamantasan sa labas ng bansa ang Poklorikong Pilipino, at may ilan na nais ayusin ang pag-uuri nito. Tulad ng mga pag-aaral sa agham, magiging mas mainam ang kinalabasan kung isasangguni natin ang mga ito sa isang komonidad kung saan ang pinag-aaralan ay ang iba’t ibang klase ng pokloriko. Sa paraang ito, unti-unti nating maaabot ang huling bahagi ng siyentipikong pananaliksik.

Sina Damiana Eugenio, Juan Francisco, at E. Arsenio Manuel ay ilan sa mga nakagawa ng mga batayan kung paano pag-uri-uriin ang mga pokloriko sa Pilipinas, ngunit magiging mas mainam ang mga ito kung ang pag-uuri ay gawing pangkalahatan tulad ng ginawa ng manunulat ng Philippine Folklore Classified. Nagawa man niyang pag-uri-uriin ang mga Poklorikong Pilipino, nangangailangan pa rin ito ng iba pang detalye tulad ng pagkakaroon ng mga “subtypes”. Sa ganitong paraan din natin mauunawan kung bakit may mga klase ng pokloriko na nasa iisang pag-uuri at ang iba naman ay magkahiwa-hiwalay tulad na lamang nang matutuklasan kapag inihambing natin ang mga nagawa nina Eugenio, Francisco, at Manuel. Bukod ditto, mas mainam kung mayroon tayong isang tiyak na sistema kung saan sang-ayon ang lahat.

Paano makatutulong ang pagakakaroon ng paraan ng pag-klasipika ng Poklorikong Pilipino upang maabot ang pagsusuri? Ang unang makikinabang kapag nagkaroon na ng tiyak na sistemang pag-uuri ay ang mga taong pinag-aaralan ang pokloriko hindi lamang sa bansa kung hindi ang mga nasa ibang bansa rin. Kapag nangyari ito, mas marami nang pagsusuri tungkol sa pokloriko ng Pilipinas. Dahil ang siyentipikong pananaliksik ay isang proseso, mas magiging mainam at maaari ring madali ang pagsusuri kapag nagkaroon na ng tiyak na paraan ng pag-uuri.

Bukod sa makatutulong ito sa pag-aaral ng pokloriko, ito rin ay makakadagdag sa kaalaman tungkol sa mga tao at kultura ng bansa. Sa pamamaraang ito rin ay makalalahok ang Pilipinas at ang mga Pilipinong pinag-aaralan ang pokloriko sa isang “intellectual exchange” sa pagitan ng Asya at sa iba pang bahagi ng mundo tulad ng nakasaad sa layunin ng Asian Ethnology na isang pahayagan (journal) na sumusulong para sa paglalaganap ng karunungan sa pananaliksik ng mga tao at kultura sa naturang lugar.

Ang pagkakaroon ng tiyak na sistema ng pag-uuri ay makatutulong sa atin bilang mga Pilipino sapagkat lubos natin makikilala ang ating sarili. Kapag walang pag-uuri, mawawalan ng saysay ang pagsusuri, ngunit halimbawang mayroon na tayong tiyak na sistema ng pag-klasipika, ano ang maaari nitong maitulong sa mga Pilipino? Ang mga kaugaliang sosyal na madalas ay hindi gaanong maintindihan ng kasalukuyang henerasyon ay mabibigyang kahulugan at mapapahalagahan pa ang mga ito ng lubos dahil sa pananaliksik. Dahil mapapahalagahan ito, mapapangalagaan at mapapalaganap pa ang kulturang Pilipino. Kung mapapansin ang mga kaugalian ng mga kabataan ngayon, batid ng marami na malaki ang impluwensya ng mga banyaga sa kanila. Hindi lamang sa kanilang kaugalian kung hindi pati na rin sa kanilang sining na ginagawa at tinatangkilik at maging sa mga sinasalita. Iyon ay dahilan kung bakit kailangan natin magkaroon ng tiyak na sistema ng pag-uuri. Ito ay para sa mainam na pagsusuri at pananaliksik. Sa paraang ito, mas magiging makahulugan ang mga natuklasan at matutuklasan hindi lamang sa mga mag-aaral ng Poklorikong Pilipino kung hindi pati na rin sa mga Pilipino. Tama lang naman na malalim ang pagkakaintindi ng mga Pilipino sa sarili nilang pokloriko dahil sumasalamin din ito sa kanilang kultura at pagkatao.

Sa huli, ang pinakamatinding tanong ay paano? Paano maaabot ang ganitong resulta? Simple lamang, sumangguni sa komonidad ng mga mag-aaral ng pokloriko. Sa pamamaraang ito, mas maliliwanagan tayo sa  pag-aaral nito at makatutulong pa ito sa pagpapalaganap ng pokloriko at kultura natin sa iba pang bahagi ng mundo. Ang kailangan ay aktibong lumahok ang mga Pilipino.

P.S. I owe so much of my Tagalog to Bob Ong. Long live the king. He is Jose Rizal! LOL

such an unfitting title for today’s rants.

I just got home. No kidding. I was expecting to finish my enrollment in a day, but knowing the system in my University, I need a miracle if that happened.

Yes, there are some who can finish it in a day, but I’ve never beat my record of two days. I was happy the Cashiers decided to have a hunger strike a few hours ago, which enabled me to finish the process before lunch time.

In addition to that, I was relieved I didn’t have to let my clearance signed by the OSA since clearances are now “ONLINE”.

I wonder when we will have an online enrollment, wherein I get to take the GE courses I’m missing out every semester. I want to graduate on time, but Madame Jeni insists that we either take it during summer or next semester (always the next one until we fail to graduate on time).

I hate my schedule this semester too because of FIL21, which is taught by one of the teachers I’ve not been too keen listening to. For some reason, I feel he is difficult to… comprehend. Furthermore, I hate it when my Fridays end at 5:30PM.  To tell you honestly, I think my Filipino subjects have been a mess since elementary. I’m Filipino, but it’s difficult to understand the subject because of some “nuisance”. (Maybe because they’re all scheduled as the last subject of the day)

O my, and I forgot to tell you I have the same professor for my Aesthetics and previous sem’s COMA 108! This will be a bummer. Perhaps I ought to do cut classes again, and manage to get 1.75 just because of sparking a debate in class. Or maybe not, let’s see.

Errr… I’ll be having 2 classes with ma’am jeni this semester. I have no choice.

And then, Ma’am Cruz’s subject which I have so far enjoyed since 1st year, I guess.

And I guess, I have one class with Ma’am Sheila. I hate taking notes in her class.

I am so tired.

I have to sleep.

but not just yet

Not until I’ve posted some pictures

these pictures

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The Bored Soothsayer

… talks about Alfred (4)

A statement everyone must remember while reading this text: Alfred is a very good friend of mine. He is very intelligent, very supportive, very… sleepy. In addition to that, I just know that he would one day love to read something about himself. Here’s to my friend, Alfred.

Today, I again am bored. What’s new? I know I have caused a leak on a container of laughing gas in my last entry, which have reached a couple of my readers here on facebook and wordpress. And I don’t intend to do the same with today’s entry, because bear in mind that we’re talking of such a very good, smart, amazing, friend. Shit! I’m running out of adjectives for you (that’s why I decided to erase them. HAHA)

Anyway, I know Alfred has been waiting for this because I promised him this one. But I’m not a genie. I play a soothsayer, and as someone who can see the future, this time is perfect. So now it is time to reveal proofs of Alfred’s goodness, how much he wanted this entry and et cetera:

START OF CONVERSATION

He always makes a point to remember you in the weirdest ways (HAHAHA)

alfred_durst05: i need to make samok you

triwe_op1: hahahahaha salamat!

alfred_durst05: okei

triwe_op1: game

alfred_durst05: hindi ako nagbuzz kasi i don’t need you ———- at lumabas ang tunay na kulay

alfred_durst05: haha’

alfred_durst05: siyet

alfred_durst05: savaw

triwe_op1: aryt

alfred_durst05: aryt

He only admits that he is updated with things around him to his friends:

alfred_durst05: panoorin mo

alfred_durst05: ung brazilian

alfred_durst05: na scandal ———- why of all the news, this caught his attention? (HAHAHA)

alfred_durst05: meron na

triwe_op1: hahahahaha uv been watching those na pla! hahaa

alfred_durst05: opcors

triwe_op1: hahahhaha “pervert of the highest kind” hahahaha )

alfred_durst05: lol

alfred_durst05: salamat salamat

alfred_durst05: napakabait mo dude

triwe_op1: always

triwe_op1: never doubted

triwe_op1: )

alfred_durst05: yes

alfred_durst05: pero panget ung vid

triwe_op1: clap clap clap :-bd

alfred_durst05: B-)

But then, he always manages to be himself — bored and boring (LAUGHS)

triwe_op1: what’s up fred? unsay bag-o sa imo?

alfred_durst05: wala

triwe_op1: boring ka pa rin talaga. In addition to bored.

alfred_durst05: lol

alfred_durst05: boring pala ako?

alfred_durst05: okei okei ———- Inamin din.

alfred_durst05: sarap eh

alfred_durst05: relax lang

alfred_durst05: walang ginagawa

alfred_durst05: lol

Alfred and his thoughts on blogging about him (Read between the lines HAHAHA)

triwe_op1: yes. this conversation is interesting. I myt blog about this one. hahahah )

alfred_durst05: aw

alfred_durst05: WAG

alfred_durst05: ANSAMA MO MAGBLOG ———- a paradox :)

alfred_durst05: nabasa ko ung kay stan

alfred_durst05: isiyet ka

triwe_op1: Ndi naman ako masama. ———- a euphemism

alfred_durst05: soo meaaannnn

alfred_durst05: MEAANN ———- trying to spell “mean” again

triwe_op1: lemme refer u back to what u jst said a few mins ago

alfred_durst05: ay

alfred_durst05: SERG

alfred_durst05: OKAY NA

alfred_durst05: aalis pala ako

triwe_op1: this is what u said:—–> Alfred de Leon: napakabait mo dude

alfred_durst05: )

alfred_durst05: tol

alfred_durst05: CGE

alfred_durst05: CGE NALANG

triwe_op1: o cge… natakot ka lang na-iblog kta

triwe_op1: hahahhaa

triwe_op1: )

alfred_durst05: ISHLOW

alfred_durst05: ndi mo nagets

alfred_durst05: OKEI KOKEI

triwe_op1: uu… hahahhaa:))

triwe_op1: Cge see u sa moon!

alfred_durst05: COOL

triwe_op1: wait and see…. )

Alfred on pursuing a different career

alfred_durst05: cge

alfred_durst05: para sayo

alfred_durst05: mag astronaut ako

triwe_op1: oo… alien na kasi ako

alfred_durst05: oo

alfred_durst05: i agree

Alfred and his foreign language

triwe_op1: merci beaucoup

alfred_durst05: leche

triwe_op1: why? como ca va?

alfred_durst05: teka teka

alfred_durst05: aalahanin ko foreign lang ko

alfred_durst05: hmmmm

triwe_op1: french

triwe_op1: )

alfred_durst05: jap foreign lang ko eh

alfred_durst05: magkkaintindhan ba tayo ng ganoon?

triwe_op1: ahhh. magkaintndhan kau ng mga student ko. )

alfred_durst05: oo

alfred_durst05: sign language

alfred_durst05: astig

triwe_op1: ah…. yeah

Alfred on blogging again

triwe_op1: thanks for this conversation. This will be great material )

alfred_durst05: lol

alfred_durst05: takte

alfred_durst05: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO

alfred_durst05: ^:)^

triwe_op1: i won’t write anything bad. Im not like you )

alfred_durst05: lol

alfred_durst05: asa

alfred_durst05: agaiinn..

alfred_durst05: nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Alfred  answering a very decent question, and et cetera (eat your heart out)

triwe_op1: Eto nlng: anong gusto mong malaman ng mga tao tungkol sau? )

alfred_durst05: sps

alfred_durst05: sos ———- this says a lot about him

alfred_durst05: wala

triwe_op1: aryt. And then I’l make something up )

alfred_durst05: sos

alfred_durst05: sos

alfred_durst05: sos

alfred_durst05: sos

alfred_durst05: sos

alfred_durst05: sos

triwe_op1: SOS? as in help o the different sos?

triwe_op1: huh?

alfred_durst05: oo

alfred_durst05: sos

triwe_op1: sos aryt

triwe_op1: i’ll be writing that down

alfred_durst05: aw

triwe_op1: sorry fred. Im just bored.

alfred_durst05: labo pa din

alfred_durst05: takte

alfred_durst05: wooooooo

triwe_op1: thats a good one… You’re gving urself a bad image )

alfred_durst05: ha?

alfred_durst05: ket?

triwe_op1: wala lang

alfred_durst05: you so labo

alfred_durst05: meehnn

triwe_op1: labo? me?

triwe_op1: please…. hahaha

alfred_durst05: yes

triwe_op1: sige labo mo rin hahaha para fair

alfred_durst05: oo

alfred_durst05: i agree

alfred_durst05: )

triwe_op1: yey

Alfred, the paranoid (note that this was the time during the third entries of the BS)

alfred_durst05: siyet you

alfred_durst05: i saw someting

triwe_op1: what?

alfred_durst05: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

triwe_op1: what did u see? )

alfred_durst05: SOMETHING

alfred_durst05: may nagpop up sa baba

alfred_durst05: shet

triwe_op1: awwww…

triwe_op1: unsa diay to?

alfred_durst05: WALA WALA

triwe_op1: paranoid!

alfred_durst05: OO

alfred_durst05: CGE

alfred_durst05: PARANOID NA

triwe_op1: paranoid… at…. malabo!

alfred_durst05: OO

alfred_durst05: MALABO PA

alfred_durst05: lol

alfred_durst05: babasahin ko un mamaya ———- babasahin din pala.

alfred_durst05: takte

alfred_durst05: wala ka taalaga  magawa

triwe_op1: o cge… uu… walang magawa… )

triwe_op1: pasenxa

alfred_durst05: noooooo

alfred_durst05: why meeee

triwe_op1: geh… alis muna ako… para may magawa na naman

triwe_op1: hahahaha

triwe_op1: you?

alfred_durst05: okei okei

triwe_op1: how xur na you? hahaha

triwe_op1: )

triwe_op1: feeler

triwe_op1: )

alfred_durst05: okei

END OF CONVERSATION

WORD TALLY:

JUST KIDDING.

PREDICTIONS: Alfred will either go to the comments box and write something OR message me on YM to thank me. Others will soon read this and try to laugh, even though this isn’t funny. In addition, I have some pieces of advice to Alfred’s girl friend (should I write the plural) or soon-to-be (insert proper name here): Never ever attempt to wake him up, and never show him the news because he always focuses on the you-know-what (please add definition here after smiley) . If you want to flatter him, try blogging about him.  And if you really want to understand him, LEARN his foreign language. See Fred? I don’t write anything bad.

… sorry Fred, I know I’m a good friend that’s why I did this. I know you wanted this. (Laughs.)

Fourth Entry: Alfred Justin de Leon— A visit by you to us (what?). It’s the only kapalit for a delete.

Finally, kasabot ka’g joke? Plus P.S. This is all a joke. But please, define joke.

The Bored Soothsayer

… talks about Shalom 2007 and Sir Pontejo (3)

I’m not on a mission to write about all my friends. It would have to depend whether you’re interesting or not. Criteria please. Nahhh!

Anyway, I scanned my yearbook and found a lot of oddities. For one, I’m not sure if I should be its editor in chief. I mean, I don’t think I deserve it because I didn’t really work for it. Well, except for the photos you see that I try to cut things out. But I must say, the yearbook was almost a complete mess. ALMOST.

But then I also found some things that can remind us so well of what happened in high school, and errr… just refer to the photos. I got to stop blabbering, or else Alfred would have something to say again. And yeah, I promised I’d write about him soon. But that has got to wait. I can’t put my life on hold for such nonsense crap. HA-HA-HA. (Who’s malabo now?)

To my friends, reminisce. 

Look at the middle photo with Alfred, Brandon, Tobby, Charles, and Cecilio. But wait, there’s another one with Tobby, Hechel, Cyril, Charles, Alfred, and Adam.

But no one was able to beat this: Hechel’s face

Have you seen the class Zorro, yet?

Arjay’s the name. J Leftmost. And Ankur’s reply? Fuck you. hahaha

The next two would be achievement absurdity.

THE SSG picture:

The Quest Picture: Poor kid.

The lacking Class Prophecy and Last Will and Testament. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk

What about Garci’s forehead, Arjay’s descriptions (which are all synonymous in a way), and Dan’s… errr… days. Hahaha

Usually, parents would be the ones to get the certificate of their child on stage, but there was one in the yearbook that was… different

What do you remember about our previous principal? The Bored Soothsayer: She looks like a tardy slip to me.

What’s so wrong with these 3? The Bored Soothsayer: I dunno. You decide.

What about these 2? The Bored Soothsayer: Errr. Lovers?

What about Mrs. Salazar? The Bored Soothsayer: Oh my god! Physics. (I remember how she would say this with choreography)

What about Sir Lim? The Bored Soothsayer: Debit and credit and the saliva he transferred to Kay-kay’s paper. EEEEWWWW Swine Flu

And finally, what about Mr. Pontejo? The Bored Soothsayer: The Joker!

Predictions: Sir Pontejo might be the next Joker… if he decides to grow his hair longer, color it, and put some chalk on his face, some charcoal, and then put on some yellow false teeth (but first he has to take out all his teeth), and then as a finishing touch, he can take some of Mrs. Allen’s lipstick and go crazy. As for the others, I don’t have any predictions.

… sorry yearbook and Sir P., I just had to do it. I had no choice. (Laughs.)

Third Entry: Yearbook and Sir P. — $5 payment. I accept gifts. J

I’m just bored and I miss a lot about high school. Truth be told, this is all a joke.

BUT DEFINE JOKE.

P.S. I predict you will be looking at your yearbook and then check these photos because mine are too blurry.

… talks about Stanley (2)

Let me tell you about my other friend aside from Sandi and Jereene.

Today, let’s talk about the person whose status messages and other “greatness” (take note of such euphemism) in yahoo messenger and facebook have caught my attention while I was in my busiest today:  STANLEY.

All right. Why again am I writing about him? He is a jerk. He is undeniably smart witty.

STAN and his fetish on sex videos

Well, recently there was this sex video of Katrina Halili and Hayden Cam Kho that spread over the Internet. And boy was he in such delight. He watched all most? some of the videos. What an addict! And just like everybody else (except me hahaha), he was singing “Careless Whisper” unceasingly while playing ppppoker face.

STAN and his thoughts on AIDS

In his current YM status message he shared an irony: “90 people get the Swine Flu and everybody wants to wear a mask… A million people have AIDS and no one wants to wear a condom. ”

Nothing to add… puzzled by no one wanting to wear a condom. I was thinking why would women wear one? But then again, I figured if I said that everyone would think I’m bo-bo (say this with an accent, por favor) Oops! I suddenly remembered the Vagina monologues and all the different kinds of moaning. How would a vagina moan if it were wearing a condom? HA-HA-HA!

STAN and the Prediction of the Bored Soothsayer

Based on his thoughts and current fetish, I warn those people who will be acquainted with such (laughs at Senator Bong Revilla’s comment: “Pervert of the highest kind” HAHAHAHAHA)… with such… yeah. He is a dangerous thinker.  So to all his girlfriends, and soon-to-be “preys”: (Laughs) Just make sure that Stanley is … himself. Moreover, be smart.  (Of course, why would you date someone who’s dumb, Stan? That is if you ever go on dates. Hahaha) Also, never make him join a singing competition, or else take your last breath with his version of “Careless Whisper” (Aren’t these “napkin” brands? Just assuming.) Basketball is alright, though this connotes something… else. And then please… just bear with him, and be 10x smarter than he is.

… sorry Stan, I just had to do it. I had no choice. (Laughs.)

Second Entry: Stanley — $5 if you want me to delete this. I accept gifts. J

Finally, Peace. I’m bored and I promised that I’d write about your greatness. But then, this is all a joke.

BUT DEFINE JOKE.

P.S. This is for your guilty pleasure!

Time can never mend the careless whispers of a good friend
To the heart and mind, ignorance is kind
there’s no comfort in the truth
pain is all you’ll find

Should’ve known better

I feel so unsure
as I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor
as the music dies, something in your eyes
calls to mind the silver screen
and all its sad good-byes

I’m never gonna dance again
guilty feet have got no rhythm
though it’s easy to pretend
I know you’re not a fool

Should’ve known better than to cheat a friend
and waste the chance that I’ve been given
so I’m never gonna dance again
the way I danced with you

Time can never mend
the careless whispers of a good friend
to the heart and mind
ignorance is kind
there’s no comfort in the truth
pain is all you’ll find

I’m never gonna dance again
guilty feet have got no rhythm
though it’s easy to pretend
I know you’re not a fool

Should’ve known better than to cheat a friend
and waste this chance that I’ve been given
so I’m never gonna dance again
the way I danced with you

Never without your love

Tonight the music seems so loud
I wish that we could lose this crowd
Maybe it’s better this way
We’d hurt each other with the things we’d want to say

We could have been so good together
We could have lived this dance forever
But noone’s gonna dance with me
Please stay

And I’m never gonna dance again
guilty feet have got no rhythm
though it’s easy to pretend
I know you’re not a fool

Should’ve known better than to cheat a friend
and waste the chance that I’ve been given
so I’m never gonna dance again
the way I danced with you

(Now that you’re gone) Now that you’re gone
(Now that you’re gone) What I did’s so wrong
that you had to leave me alone