Second Quarter Stormer

a mental maelstrom of thoughts

[Sampung utos ng pag-inom]*

1. Huwag makulit habang umiinom (alam ko ako to)
2. Huwag matakaw sa pulutan (dahil ito'y hindi picnic) (ako hindee)
3. Huwag patagalin ang baso (dahil mey naghihintay) (akala ko magtagal na sa...)
4. Huwag uminom nang uminom (bumili ka rin) (ehehe... toink)
5. Uminom ng diretso sa tiyan (huwag sa ulo) (ahahay, guilty din ako d2 a)
6. Magpaalam kung uuwi na, hindi yung bigla na lang mawawala, hindi ka ninja... (ABA SHEMPS!!!)
7. Magtira ng pamasahe (para hindi maglakad pauwi) (ahuhuhuhu...)
8. Huwag matulog sa harap ng inuman kung may tama o lasing (AHAHAH!!! kilala ko to!!!)
9. Siguraduhing sa bahay ang uwi kapag lasing na (eherm... yuhoo...)
10. Gawing makabuluhan ang talakayan (STR!! RAK-en-ROLL!!! PAYAT RULEZ!!!)

*napulot ko lang kay fredaboo... akin ung blue comments. parekoy, tara, inuman na uleet!!! wehehe.. at teyk nowt, ang #8 ha?

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 17:31 | :: slipstream :: | comments (3) |

[for the lack of things to say]

...dave matthew's band should do the trick.....

-Ants Marching-
He wakes up in the morning
Does his teeth bite to eat and he’s rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
And these crimes between us grow deeper

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die

Goes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well his concerns he forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming

Driving along on this highway
All these cars and upon the sidewalk
People in every direction
No words exchanged, no time to exchange and when
All the little ants are marching
Red and black antennae waving
They all do it the same
They all do it the same way

Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
Sweet tooth tortured by weit loss
Program cutting the corners
Loose end, loose end cut cut
On the fence, not to offend
Cut cut cut cut

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down you up and die
Lights down you up and die

*playing under the table and dreaming.... playing under the table and dreaming.... playing under the table and dreaming....*

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 17:20 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

[happy anniversary blues...]

happy aniv to my lowly tabloid onto which i served for 3 and so-so years... kudos, and padayon...

bluesy me, you might say? kasi magbasa naman...

mahal, miss na kita..........................

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 23:26 | :: slipstream :: | comments (1) |

[on edgey times]

good thing the jueteng probe is still rolling. good thing there are still witnesses ready to stake their jobs and lives for the sake of truth. Madam President, no offense meant, but please, come clean from all these testimonies against you.

personally, though, (i think) i'm in a current position to give myself a break from what i'm currently tasked upon. sure, i do love the job (and the advocacy it dwells upon), but im feeling the pinch already.

im sorry... i know these are tough times. and tough times really call for tough decisions.

i hope Madam President does her share too...

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 21:08 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

[calm like a bomb]

simply put, and like the song, im in that state. i'll leave that message with a smile again .

and oh yeah, listen to the song as well, ayt?  have a happy weekend y'all.

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 16:02 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

[in a virtual melee]

funny how at times i let myself loosen up a little for a quick/long break into video games. and guess what. there are some things in them that makes those times worthwhile.

up front, i never thought i could lose such a match in an arcade game. imagine, me, losing to a 12 year older in a Tekken match. i now have a solid purposedly afterthought to believe such a Japanese manga maxim on why they have kids being the heroes of their series... silly me. My Heihatchi and Paul Phoenix are now obsolete...

second, of course there was ragnarok. now i got [rad-x] to be 73 and still zeny-poor. for starters, that's what the game was all about, the company raking huge profits from the players who have nothing but to kill time in hopes that, yes, their childish yearnings are well-fed. for me, that should be spelt as my knight being lvl99 before my birthday. a simple wish, really, was it not for auto-players roaming around, getting rich, and their masters into slumberland, while i spend hours playing my character myself...

kudos to those who i find intriguing, yet humbling. just a couple of nights ago a certain blacksmith literally gave me millions in-game. she *of course i wouldn't have the audacity that the player is a real 'she,' there are really chiksilogs in-game* gave me, for starters, an iron cain *those things real knights wear* and a couple of 'cheap' stuff. when she found out that i've been playing for a certain item, she gave me not just one, but two useful (and so-dear) cards, worth  a couple of millions of zeny, and worth a week of my playing time and effort just to have those cards. if that's not enough, she even gave me a million zeny more, for me to spend for whatever i need. the most priceless thing she gave me was a tip, in-game, and an advice...

that, all because the lady blacksmith told me she was feeling too good. even promised me another card this weekend, and the succeeding weekends at that.

and all i gave her was a tiny little flower... of no use at all... just a zeny worth.... though she told me she was touched.

and i thought ragnarok was just a game.............

whoever you are, you make the world of virtual fantasy a nice warm place to live in... i just hope i could beat that kid real soon...

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 02:29 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

[fever in, fever out*]

just this weekend, mahal bought me a couple of tabs for a couple of seemingly simple yet totally paranoia-enabling *drumroll please..* mosquito bites. bawal magkasakit.

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just this weekend, i had the nerve to clean the house. it was one thing that i missed doing since last year. so ok, i DID felt the urge to do so, after surrendering to the eldest of my sib's wail... took me just 2 hours to do it, though.

of course, those chores, after a feverish stint to level [rad-x] to 70. Hooray!!!!!! but he could've been 71... la na load eh

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so back to the house chores... i found the Dream Theater - Images and Words tape i thought i lost forever... moral of that day? ipang-hanap ang mata at hindi ang bunganga.

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the bouts of head maladies i had are a by-product of thoughts and after-thoughts. pinapangalagaan ko lang sarili ko. kasama na ren ang kapakanan ng mas nakararami, or so i thought. that means, hindi lang basta sarili ko lang ang iniisip ko, else you could scoff at it and call it otherwise, if you might call it as pure angas.

if there's anything wrong with that, ewan. for starters, i think i must display this 'ewan' stance, else everything will turn against me still.

basta maglalaba na lang ako siguro.

and i hope that the detergent washes away the mosquito bites.

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do i really have nice/great eyes?
mahal?

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*sira ba talaga ang tag-board.com?*

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*apologies to Luscious Jackson for using their album's title here...

Sirocco blew away RaDiX4EvEr at 19:34 | :: slipstream :: | comments |

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