04.15.07
8 Bit Cruelty/Torture
Many people would have commited suicide 2 minutes into this modified version of Super Mario Bros.
This link was given to me by Winnie…. and I watched this clip puking on my shirt with laughter. This was downright one of the best Super Mario mods I had ever seen.
The guy playing the game kicks everyone in the balls ten times over.
pure pwnge
04.14.07
Well some great things have to end somewhere….
012 Bar will have a farewell gig on April 28, 2007.
Entrance will be free, and all beers will be at 25 bucks.
-_-
sad…..
1. I probably played the best gigs of my life here.
2. The craziest parties I had ever experienced involving happy organic things.
3. Met a few girls and then had fun elsewhere occasionally. hehehe. 
4. The invaluable company of friends and barkadas who I’ve shared stories with, and i’ve listened to.
5. The thousands of bottles of beer I have guzzled here.
6. The hundred plates of yummy sisig, back ribs, and chips.
7. The memorable and forgotten drunken stupors and stupid situations I have gotten myself into while being drunk.
8. Nina. This place used to be our 2nd home, where we’d date and hang out everyday in our own little corner and talk till the bar closed.
I guess a lot of things will be changing for me this year.
I have parted ways with my long-time girlfriend, my band, and my favorite hang-out is closing down.
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I’m looking forward to the next “tambayan” we will all be migrating to when the bar closes down for good.
It was a good run.
Lets fucking bring the house down on the 28th.
I swear I will get so wasted I will not be able to go home for at least two days.
Cheers.
Poor Mass Media Values?
The fuck is wrong with these people anyway.
How moronic.
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Sidewalk newstands will give you these headlines.
“9 years old ni-rape ng sariling Lolo!”
“Bakla! Ginahasa ng kapwa bakla!”
Then I go….
“diputa?!”.
Or maybe they were thinking it was “socially-responsible” to inform everyone that these things happen everyday and they deserve the huge size 80 fonts instead of talking about less bullshit news such as the recent political fuck-around.
These down-outright moronic daily headlines were probably made by who?
50 year old pervert editors who badly needs to get laid?
Socially-inept media men who’s universe revolve around Z-rated, R-18 skin flicks?
Layout artists who’s definition of aesthetics is 0 Kelvin?
These “dailies” even have worse stories and pictures inside they could pass as a cheap porn magazine on newsprint.
Disguised as “sex advice”, columns about fictional people writing about their coital problems in lurid detail while someone tries to pass off as a Margie Holmes with a PhD in fuck psychology.
Talk about journalism.
These people need to be thrown in a room full of horny 7 foot black men with ego-manic tendencies of shoving things up people’s arse.
*sips beer*
And people actually BUY these newspapers…. then hide in the bathroom or some where and jack off to it.
fap-fap-fap-fap-fap…..
And by shamelessly promoting it in the headlines, it leaves an impression to the masa that it is entirely okay to go shag college girls at the nearest parking lot because you think they are as horny as you are.
The Pinoy Masa needs to be educated with relevant information…. one that can actually make significant positive impact and be made aware of real issues that may affect the future of our God-foresaken country. We don’t need cheap porn so they can fapfapfapfap away in some danky corner or go stick their hands up a strangers’ skirt.
Hmmmmm am I sounding too idealistic?
Who actually drives our economy?
It’s the Pinoy Massess.
They occupy 88% of the total population, and major cultural shifts will be a significant effect.
The masses drive everything.
Prices of goods, political candidates, bra size, hair color and correct armpit odors are dictated by the masses.
No shit.
And we live in a society where mass media dictates what is normal and not…… to the masses
Now I dont want to hear about the story on kids raping their classmate.
Its fucking disturbing.
No, I dont want to hear cheesy feel-good headlines either.
Shock value?
Informative news?
Junk news.
Whats new?
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More beer and ice please
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Where has responsible advertising gone?
The latest advertisement of Colt 45…. a guy walking in a bar, screaming “HOY PWESTO KO YAN!”, then Bamboo turns around and turns him into a pile of smokin shit…..
Party continues, bida kicks anti-hero ass.
The ad agency think-tank probably smoked a bad variety of weed.
“Todo lakas mofos!”
Subliminal message in a nutshell:
1. It’s okay to pick a fight long as you are on alcohol.
2. Wearing tight white shirts are so rockstar and spandex pants are the shit.
3. Drink Colt 45, and turn your enemies into a pile of -insertwhateveritwashere-
4. Bamboo is way cooler than you think, and he can turn you to -insertwhateveritwashere-
No wonder it is normal for Filipinos to see and hear about guys getting piss drunk, beating each other up or shoving steel pipes up each others ass, with the excuse that they are drunk.
Is drunkness a legit excuse for picking fights?
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Analogy 102.001
Will buying a Touch Mobile SIM get me laid with Diana Zubiri-like girls?
Will I get to fuck someone hot if I drink Tanduay? The only thing I seem to fuck with when I drink rhum is myself. (Save for the occasional one-nighters back in college)
If I smother a gallon of Block and White all over my body for a month, will it make me better than insert-the-name-of-your-worst-enemy-here?
Why does being anemically pale and anatomically incorrect seem to be the archetype of the perfect beauty for the pinoy?
Do we always have to play around with Pinoy Masa sensibilities in order to sell something?
Why do we always have to keep degrading the social values of our ads just to sell?
Not to be oxymoronic about it….. but I’m diggin most of the ads.
It just so happens the subconscious message in these ads raises my eyebrow, and my beermug.
Keep me away from the horrible political ads as well, or we’d go into a three-week long discussion on it.
More beer, more cheers.
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Here’s one for the road…. the commercial that made us want to join the RHB Muziklaban 2006
Archetype…..?
According to the holy book of WikiWiki:
An archetype is a generic, idealized model of a person, object or concept from which similar instances are derived, copied, patterned or emulated. In psychology, an archetype is a model of a person, personality or behavior.
In the analysis of personality, the term archetype is often broadly used to refer to
1. a stereotype—personality type observed multiple times, especially an oversimplification of such a type; or
2. an epitome—personality type exemplified, especially the “greatest” such example.
In a strict linguistic sense, however, an archetype is merely a defining example of a personality type. The accepted use of archetype is to refer to a generic version of a personality type. In this sense “mother figure” can be considered an archetype and instances can be found in various female characters with distinct (non-generic) personalities.
Archetypes have been present in mythology and literature for hundreds of years. The use of archetypes to analyze personality was advanced by Carl Jung early in the 20th century. The value in using archetypal characters in fiction derives from the fact that a large group of people are able to unconsciously recognize the archetype, and thus the motivations, behind the character’s behavior.
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I hope nobody misses the sarcasm intended.
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For purposes of nostalgia, I am posting this
This is a picture I’m not even supposed to post anymore.
This came from a long gone time when things were different and my entire world revolved around a person in a little special place we called “tambis”.
The good times! When we used to sit and talk for hours everyday, have a few beers, then walk home and talk about what we wanted in life.
Almost 5 years of my life.
The long walks were special to me. The conversations were priceless.
The special things in your life that you only notice when they are gone, and sometimes nothing can bring it back.
Well everything that seemed perfect always has to end somewhere.
God knows if siguro we might meet again down the road and rekindle the old fire.
My apologies for posting this.
I wish her all the luck in life and I am happy to have moved on.
I think this is my standard routine [/_-] emo post.
I felt this episode of my life was worth a space in this blog.
Moving forward now….. 
04.13.07
Blog Re-opening
“Don’t let the world fuck you….. FUCK THE WORLD!”
It’s 2 years since I nuked my Xanga blog (that happened to contain more than 400 entries) and Holy Week seems to have made a profound impact on me I wanted to start writing again.
This is a good start.
Finally I could put myself back on the right track.
I just needed a place to pour all my thoughts and rants anyway.
I have a LOT to discuss and talk about.
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