Now do we know who this guy is? I do. I'm sprinkling hints all over. Can you spot them?
1. Don't forget to sing the "happy birthday" song when you're washing your dirty hands.
2. The last mistake is the only mistake in a string of mistakes that was started by a mistake.
3. All that glitters is not gold.
4. You're perfect and everyone else around you. Of course!!! Yes, yes!!!
2. The last mistake is the only mistake in a string of mistakes that was started by a mistake.
3. All that glitters is not gold.
4. You're perfect and everyone else around you. Of course!!! Yes, yes!!!
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I think I need (or want, more likely) a DSLR, with whatever lens add-on this camera I borrowed had. I want all that blurry bokeh goodness, too!
So here’s what we did: I was so down and out because Humpy is accumulating dirt BEHIND THE SCREEN. Never mind the webcam being disappointingly dark, never mind the fact that when I close the lid – it doesn’t go to sleep. All of it is negligible. However, being the dust-free junkie that I am, I couldn’t get over the fact that there was dust. Mutha’effin’ dust. On the inside.
That’s a load of crap.
So, my DIY personality came over, and with B’s blessing, I was able to pry it open and clean it off. Now… I don’t hate Humpy as much any more. I’m actually writing this post here on Humpy and we are friends again.
Smiling.
Today is I-AM-NOT-AVAILABLE day. And I will not log onto my messenger and I will try not to be not everything to everyone for just this day.
It’s hard enough coping up with the work piled up on me, even harder when I get pulled in all directions all at the same time, 14 hours a day, everyday.. I love you guys, I do. You’re my friends, my family, my loved ones, and I care for all of you and I’m all for helping everyone out. But for just today, I’d like to help myself.
Thanks. I’ll be available tomorrow.
Why do I feel like I'm expected to be everything to everyone? I can't keep up with all of the mondaymadness!!!!
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As a surrogate mutha' of the one month and a half old Humpy, I've discovered three things.
- When I close the lid, it doesn't go to stand by (even though I've set it to do so)
- The webcam does not stream video
- And dust is collecting in the screen - BEHIND THE SCREEN
Off to the service center little boy. You've been a bad little boy and daddy's not happy with you. Fuck up one more time and I'll put you up for adoption. iPhone 3G S is round the corner and I might just get someone closely related to your big sister Macbeth. Do you want that to happen?
Tsk tsk tsk.
If you knew me, I’m constantly in the prowl of finding new things to incorporate in my life. I wanted to be funny, I absorb humor. I wanted to be confident, I assimilated esteem. So in light of certain situations happening outside me, I find myself finding yet another opportunity to develop a new trait.
Perhaps when I was a young adult, I could get away with avoiding certain uncomfortable situations. But now at my mid-20s I should be able to handle a conversation. I shouldn’t try to scurry away when faced with uncomfortable situations and I should be able to bring the topic up and recognize certain undesirable conversation topics and be able to say what I want to say.
So I should speak up more. And so my first steps will hopefully take in effect tomorrow. And I will speak up. I feel like it’s my duty to put in my two cents on certain things, especially when they keep knocking on my door, buzzing on my phone, and popping on my messenger.
Lately I’m catching a relatively odd behavior in the office.
Who ever thought that turning off the airconditioning
of the whole office floor was beneficial to everyone
is totally disturbed.
I mean, tanga ka ba? There’s a ka-zillion computers turned on generating heat and what-not, lights, thinking brains, that naturally will raise the temperature of the office atmosphere. Kung sino man ang nag o-off ng aircon, or nag o-on man ng aircon pero naka 40 degrees celsius, you’re seriously disturbed… and infinitely stupid!
Mariah is at it again.
Her latest single, debuting June 16th, is called “Obsessed” – first single off her latest album dubbed “Memoirs Of An Imperfect Angel”. Other confirmed song titles are “100 Percent”, and “H.A.T.E.U.”
Single Cover? But of course, definitely yes!!!
Sometimes, no matter how beautiful the sky is at night, some stars do fall. And there are times, when a star falls, a whole constellation gets wiped out because of that one single star that made the whole thing beautiful.
Goodbye little star. Wish you the best in life. And also: you shoulda said goodbye. A proper goodbye.
B and I had a great time at the mall, and playing with our shadows. Do we get the sweetest couple award?
A few days ago I received an email from Havaianas informing me of a special sale to their special customers of June 12th Philippine Independence Day Havaianas limited edition thongs. Sold.
It seems Chupa Chups has a variant packaging of their lovely lollies in cigarette pack form. With the general surgeon's warning mock up "Sucking Does Not Kill". Tell it to the generals!
Wonder what it tastes like. Didn't buy it, sorry!
Of course the general saying goes, don't bite off more than you can chew.
I’ve been a recluse myself, and a trouble maker at that. So when my colleagues are falling into the same cracks, I feel like it’s my duty to save them from the same hole I dug myself. My superiors were more than lenient to me when I was on my lowest low. I should extend the same patience they put onto me. But where they lacked was provision of guidance. And I’d like to extend my hand in showing this guidance that wasn’t given to me to those who are under me.
Hopefully I can speak with this person on Monday.
Been such a nerd lately with all my computer related posts. Gusto ko lang ishare that this is the month for pride. And in celebration, I grabbed a copy of RuPaul’s latest CD entitled “Champion”. Ang nakaka tawa, ung inset ng CD niya mei gantong picture.
Sa mga di nakaka alam, RuPaul is a drag queen. And this album “Champion” is the accompanying sound track of his/her reality show entitled “Drag Race” – a reality show about – not drag racing!!! – but drag queens!!! That’s RuPaul as a man (Barack), and RuPaul as a woman (Michelle).
Now, what will you be in the pride parade?
Lady GaGa First Dibs!!!
So in anticipation, I dressed my babies as we wait for the Snow Leopard release this September.
I was checking the website of an app I've been using for the Mac and I was surprised to learn that they linked their app's "more info" link to an article of mine.
I therefore declare I am an internet superstar. Haha!
I don’t want to be bothered with invitations from crude people who don’t understand na pag dinecline ka na before, pag nag invite ka ulit, idedecline kita ulit. Plus, puro mga padala ng mga gimmick gimmick ek ek na wala namang katuturan. Therefore, goodbye multiply.
What the EFF is this!!!? Hahah so cool. Coolness meet your doom!
I think it's been around a week that's Mariah Daily's been offline. I'm a little worried. I need my daily Mariah fix. I'm funky for Mariah. Please come back baby please!!!
My free web counter, of which is sluggishly reaching 400, reset unexpectedly and now is currently showing it's dwindled down to 8. Web Counter u haz failz me!!!
Anyway, off to get Sims 3!!!
Twitter friends! The site is under maintenance. Live update changes, finally? Hopefully so. I like tweeting, and so do my friends. Hopefully I can get Tweetie up and running, just set it up to notify me via Growl, so stupid I didn't see those new options.
What are you doing now?
It tugs my heart to hear about stories of cheating, especially when a strong and long relationship is stained by a third party whore who should know better.
I’ve heard stories and have crossed paths with people who are nearly breaking up, or have broken up as a result of cheating partners. Had a taste of it myself more than I could ever hope for in a lifetime. And have felt and seen the damaging effects it causes.
Unang una, wala namang magiging rason kung walang ahas na di marunong mag respect ng boundaries ng ibang tao. Gano ba kahirap manrespeto to not touch what is not yours? Pangalawa, whatever the source of cheating: there’s no excuse to justify it.
I post this because cheating is all around me lately. I extend my sympathetic shoulder to those who are unfortunate enough to experience this heartbreaking, life shattering event.
And to those who pose as an instrument in incarnating this horrible, horrible act of horrid affairs, mahiya kayo sa balat nio. You don’t deserve to be happy. DIE. Seriously, DIE. Or at least have the decency to apologize to those whose lives were hurt and ruined.
FUCK YOU WHORE.
Yauuuuck!!! I don't wanna have swine flu
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It’s that time of the year already!?
Let’s. Get. Soakin'. Wet!
JP came up with a way to thwart Bleh's cancer-inducing / disgustingly addicting smoking habits by decorating the cigarette pack with images of a ... well... man's package.
I wonder why it doesn’t stop me from smoking at all!
As to why I was settling with Qumana is beyond me. I’m going to move my Windows blog writing deeds with Windows Live Writer.
It’s free but not as cute as Blogo the Bunny. Hopefully it auto uploads my photos to some third party site to bury the old school way of <img src =””/> et cetera!
Anyway, I’m feeling hella lazy because 1. I’m still bitter about the weekend support (but I’ll get over it. 2. I’m tired man! 3. My twitter following has expanded exponentially. Twitter used to be so quiet, but now it’s abuzz!!! Let’s tweet shall we shorty?
This is a test post so I expect kinks on the actual output to www.chetiboy.com, so visual and grammar dorks hold your horses.
And now we publish.
The other day the gang and I went for some R&R at trustworthy McDonald's and, much to our surprise, found that the BigMac has deceptively gotten smaller. Judge for yourself.
Diameterically speaking (if THAT's a word!), it's no different from any regular McBurger what-not. Or were we simply too grown up for a BigMac that now it looks wee small?
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