Pwede bang tumakas?

Crossroads – andito ako ngayon. Nasa punto ako ng buhay ko na kelangan kong gumawa ng maraming importanteng desisyon na makakaapekto ng malaki hindi lang sa buhay ko, kundi pati sa buhay ng maraming tao na nakapaligid at umaasa sakin. Pero ang masama, hindi ko alam kung ano ang dapat kong isipin at gawin. Nabibigatan ako sa kung ano man ‘tong nasa balikat ko ngayon. Aaminin ko na minsan, magsasawa na din ako sa dami ng responsibilidad. Minsan, tinatanong ko ang sarili ko kung bakit kelangang ako. At ang madalas kong naisasagot ay dahil sa gusto ko. Ako mismo ang dahilan kung bakit meron akong responsibilidad. Inako kong lahat ito. Kaya wala din akong pwede sisihin kung bakit ako nahihirapan ngayon. Kaya lang, gusto ko ring malaman na kung minsan ba, pwede na lang akong tumakas?

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To the best person in the world…

Shit happens. It’s the truth. But what I don’t get is why it happen to good people. Why it is that it is always people who have the kindest heart and the purest of soul who end up suffering? There are lots of fucked up things happening because of shitty bastards and their evil ways. Thieves, rapists, child predators, murderers… The list goes on. Why don’t they just all die and go to hell? Why don’t they just choke in their sleep and never wake up again? Why don’t they get sick and suffer for years before they finally succumb to the cruel death they very much deserve? Why is it that it always happen to good people? Good people who have never done anything to cause other people even the slightest of misery. Good people whose only intentions are good and pure in nature. Good people who go the extra mile to make sure that people around them are happy all the time. Good people who love us and care about us despite the things we have done. Good people that we love.

May 21, 2011. 3:25 AM. My Lola, the best person in the world, passed away. Lola will be missed, not just by me and my family, but by all the people whose hearts she touched in the span of her wonderful and happy life. I don’t believe in all that afterlife BS, but I know that Lola is happy because she is fulfilled because her life affected so many lives. I am proud to say that my Lola is that kind of a person. And I am proud that I am one of those people whose life she affected.

So to my Lola, thanks for everything. I will miss our simple chats. I will miss your smile. I will miss you.

Photo Upload Test for WP for Symbian

Just testing if photo uploading and posting will work for the WP app for Nokia E71.

I’m back! And mobile!!!

It’s been almost a year since my last post here. And that was not even regular posting in my part. Just got too busy with work, family and other shit that I lost time for this humble blog. But looks like I’ll be back now (hopefully for good).

Now that I finally found an app for wordpress for my phone, I’ll try hard to update this blog as much as I can. And to start off, here it is. My first post, after that long hiatus, and using my Nokia E71.

Hopefully this is the start of another chapter on my blogging life.

Cheers!!!

Ondoy Can Suck It!

It’s been a few months since I last posted in this blog. And unfortunately, this post will be about a tragedy.

As most of people in Metro Manila, me and my family was among the victims of Typhoon Ondoy that hit NCR and nearby provinces. Our house was submerged in murky water knee-deep. But worse was the family of my baby in Angono who as of this post still has their house covered in mud after flood got into the second floor of their home.

With the death toll reaching to 240+, people are yet to recover from this tragedy. But of course, this too will be a reminder to everyone that when nature shows its wrath, it ain’t going to be pretty.

This post is dedicated to all the victims of Typhoon Ondoy, especially to all the lives that were lost.

More photos over at my Flickr page.

FUCK RED CROSS!!!

Those incompetent fools!!!

Details, next post!

Ordinary Day…

Or so I thought…

I can’t really call it a near-death experience. Pero I guess it was close to that. I was on my way to work, as as usual I have to take a boat ride along Pasig River to go from Mandaluyong to Makati. Tapos biglang nagdatingan yung mga bangkang di hamak na mas malalaki sa bangkang sinasakyan ko. And like me, everyone smell trouble. Halos naipit kami nung mga mamalaking bangka, two of them actually, yung Pasig Ferry Boat and a huge cargo boat being hauled by a couple of tugboats. Medyo malakas na din yung alon and judging from the size of the boat I was on, halatang hindi kakayanin. Added the fact na it was just a few inches away from the other boat with huge and fast spinning propellers na kayang butasin yung bangka. Looking at the two big boats passing us by, giving all of us in the small boat the ride of our lives, dancing with huge waves, the next thing na naramdaman ko ay yung pagbangga nung bangka sa isa pang bangkang nakaparada sa tabi. BANG! All I was thinking of is sana hindi nabutas yung bangka or we’ll all be toasted, err, wet. At dahil mabaho at madumi yung ilog, mas nakakatakot.

Well, obviously nothing really serious happened kasi andito pa ako typing away on this post. I caught everything on video kaso I’m too lazy to upload it os next time na lang, if ever. But I must say, it was an exciting experience nonetheless.

Song of the Day – Bone Thugs N Harmony’s Ressurection (Paper, Paper)

Back from the dead…

Ressurection (Paper, Paper)

[Intro: Bizzy Bone]

Where the fiends at?
[Laughs]
Nigga
Bone Thugs
Harmony

[Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie]

Money ain’t a thang, I’ma get me some
My nigga I’ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper….

Money ain’t a thang, I’ma get me some
My nigga I’ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper….

Money ain’t a thang, I’ma get me some
My nigga I’ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper….

Money ain’t a thang, I’ma get me some
My nigga I’ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper….

Money aint a thang,

[Verse One: Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Bone]
My my babys bangin,
beefin with me,
squashed it ordained it,
Better yet sustained the flurry
Hide in the fury,
but the ways of a broad
don’t mean you’ve died out of my life,
I’m hurt, burn me baby,
tie down.
And child hood scars,
crackhead cause niggas I dont know
that who’d ya think you are.
And here we are, steady we roll out over you.
When it’s over it’s over,
for the soldiers who hear me, that’ll
get me in trouble.
Can I be closer, stay right near me.
Here we are, aint no stars, uh huh…….
Can I get drunk off in some bar,
without some haters sayin
“Who do you think you are?!”
When I’m sober, start jumpin in it to win itttt………

Shit I bet they thought we fell off.
Bone Thugs~n~Harmony Resurrection,
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish,
we in the Flesh.
Rememeber them thuggish ruggish niggas,
gotta get down fo my thang in here.
You already know when we came in here we raw,
fuck what u heard and you read about us,
just believe what you saw.
Till I die, Im down to ride in the war
when you niggas get serious, let a nigga know,
maybe then we can roll.
Nigga bad to the Bone,
But I sure dont click with hoes
and no bustas, hatas, or hoes when
they poppin up at my door
I get excited, all uptight, and violent.
Bitches was not invited!
Put’em in a coffin before they get me man.
Krayzie, loco, insane, bang bang.
Runnin with the pump pump, no bluffin
We buck!
Nigga better realize still claim
Nineteen nine nine the nine nine
Muthafucka, fuck’em to the end,
and when I run out,
I reloadin and buckin again, some mo!
Nigga puttin it down, worldwide.
Them wicked bad-ass thugs.
You punk niggas hate us,
but we don’t trip,
we still get madd ass love.
I show you the rapper that’s sick of this song
We’ll straight up toss his ass
And if he flossin cash and jewelry,
rip it off his ass,
keep walkin fast.
Thuggish ruggish till the day that I die,
fuck it that’s all I been all of my life.
It’s just T-H-U-G we be.
And it aint no thang,
keep buckin buckin,
dumpin, fuckin’em bustas up with my gauge.
We poppin all yall,
Im watchin all yall.

[Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie]

Money ain’t a thang, I’ma get me some
My nigga I’ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper….

Money ain’t a thang, I’ma get me some
My nigga I’ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper….

Money aint a thang,

[Verse Two: Layzie Bone, Wish Bone (Bizzy Bone) {Bizzy Bone & Wish Bone}]

Time after time,
everywhere I look,
everywhere I turn,
niggas talkin bout death.
Like a nigga can’t dream of nuthin else,
but a lil bit of wealth.
Tryin to help they self,
and I really can’t blame you,
cause I do the same too.
Man do what you gotta do.
But what Imma do is keep protectin my cheddar fool.
Aint none of yall niggas do it betta, ohhh.
And Im ahead of you and yall hate it,
only the real thugs keepin it raw.
Grippin that heat tight,
livin that street life.
Nigga Imma let it fool round and get war.
Niggas is plottin that 2-11,
thats why I got heat for armageddon.
Picture Lay on his knees and I’m beggin,
nigga betta shoot me and send me to heaven.
Fuck all the drama, Imma just blast,
hollow point tips off in that ass.
Tha slicka the nigga
thats pullin the trigga
is the nigga thats standin up last.
Countin this cash,
still doin this mash.
Blowin much weed
as we watch you bleed.
nigga got killed fo the love of the cheese.
Now you cant do shit cause your 6 feet deep.
Fuckin with Lay
is a game you shouldnt play,
even myself I could die today.
I could lie, but hey it aint worth it,
shit, aint none of us here to stay.
Imma hold my ground,
and Imma lace my boots.
So when its time to shoot, then thats it.
Screamin out Mo Thug in this bitch,
and Bone Thugs in this bitch, nigga.

It’s all about money, yeah.
Imma get me some.
Cant be fuckin with niggas that aint got none.
Cause lately yall been actin funny,
I guess you smell some money.
Get out my pockets,
betta count your shit
It’s still St. Clair wig-split.
Four other niggas that I run with,
you dont wanna fuck with.
{Dollars and dollars but still,}
{we gotta get mo}
Remember back in the days when we was fucked up
but not anymore (uh uh, no, no)
And aint a damn thang come easy,
alot of plannin, bus rides, and {Eazy}
Fo cheese,
believe me,
believe me,
and it aint gone stop at the end of my time
with my Bone Thug love
I’ma always get mine.
And I mean that,
gotta have that,
paper paper,
money money,
money, money.

[Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie]

Money ain’t a thang, I’ma get me some
My nigga I’ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper….

Money ain’t a thang, I’ma get me some
My nigga I’ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper….

Money aint a thang,

[Verse Three: Flesh-N-Bone (Layzie Bone)]

You better believe we five of the last
true soldiers standin’ in command
You thought of me closin the book.
On this bitch on ya’ll, flip on yall,
I am what I am the Fifth Dawg!
It’s all good,
paper paper for the whole hood.
Tell’em I got dibs on this and kids in this
(you real as, real as shit)
Reminiscin on my thug ass nigga Eazy-E (Eazy-E).
Six deep in a six-double-o Benzo
fo the love of money.
I gotta get the paper.
I told yall aint a damn thang changed
bout the nigga they bang.
My niggas,they’re down,
and we’ll bang your brain,
muthafucka for thinkin he famous!

[Bridge: Bizzy Bone & Layzie Bone]
We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh,

We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh

[Verse Four: Flesh-N-Bone]

And if I can go bite the bullet
so Eazy in my cadillac,
bend a couple of corners,
smoke out with some hoes,
now where yall at?
21st century heroes,
two-triple-zero,
righteous ones,
And wish the Howse
then can roll with one hundred and forty four thousand

Lyrics from AZLyrics.com

Post Dedicated to the Most Stupid Bastard in the World

Yup, that’s you Chip Tsao. You fucking racist bitch. You don’t even know what you’re saying. Not all Filipinos are slave or servant just like what you think. Most Pinoys are actually accomplished individuals in their own fields. There are successful Filipino businessmen, educators, doctors, lawyers, writers, artists, etc. But you wouldn’t know that because you are too busy fucking your own ass with your little tool not even remotely possible to be considered a penis. Not just because there are Filipinos working as domestic helpers in your country means that all Filipinos are slaves of Chinese people like you. If that’s the case, then I guess all Chinese people are stupid bigots like you. People who doesn’t even know what proper logic is. And oh, I guess all Chinese people are also retards who poison babies with milk they make. But I know that that is not the case. Because there are only SOME Chinese people who are like that, and not all. And with that simple logic, don’t you fucking ever think that you can consider Filipinos as your slaves. And Chinese people, and other races for that matter, should never ever assume that the Filipino race is inferior to you. I am not the type of person who easily gets offended with racial comments, because I myself enjoy the occasional funny remarks about Filipinos. But actually stating that Filipinos are low-life people and considering it as a fact just, as you wanna put it because of your lack of proper English skills, makes my blood boil. Who says that? No one uses those words anymore, you stupid imbecile. And as an ender to this not-so important post for you:

PUTANGINA MO! MAMATAY KA NA SANA! CHUPAIN MO ANG SARILI MONG TITI BAGO KA MAGPATIWAKAL!

Song of the Day – Ako ay Pilipino

To all the haters, especially you Chip Tsao, the most ignorant bastard that ever lived, FUCK YOU! I am proud to be a Filipino.

Ako ay Pilipino

Ako ay Pilipino
Ang dugo’y maharlika
Likas sa aking puso
Adhikaing kay ganda
Sa Pilipinas na aking bayan
Lantay na Perlas ng Silanganan
Wari’y natipon ang kayamanan ng Maykapal

Bigay sa ‘king talino
Sa mabuti lang laan
Sa aki’y katutubo
Ang maging mapagmahal

CHORUS:
Ako ay Pilipino,
Ako ay Pilipino
Isang bansa isang diwa
Ang minimithi ko
Sa Bayan ko’t Bandila
Laan Buhay ko’t Diwa
Ako ay Pilipino,
Pilipinong totoo
Ako ay Pilipino,
Ako ay Pilipino
Taas noo kahit kanino
Ang Pilipino ay Ako!

Lyrics from Lyrics007.com