shi*t, truth, and everything in between

i happen to browse time.com and found out an article about the best stuff of 2006 (top 10 books, movies, music video, etc).. browsin’ thru webvids.. i discovered weird al’s white and nerdy.. a parody of chamillionaire’s riddin’ dirty. since i happen to like rap (bec of the challenge of tongue twisting), this one got me downloading the google vid and surpassed gettin’ hot in here and the eminems own.

sing along na!!

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lyrics: white and nerdy

They see me mowin’, my front lawn
I know they’re all thinking I’m so white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Can’t you see I’m white and nerdy?
Look at me, I’m white and nerdy
I wanna roll with, the gangstas
But so far they all think I’m too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
I’m just too white and nerdy
Really really white and nerdy

First in my class here at MIT
Got skills, I’m a champion at D&D
MC Escher - that’s my favorite MC
Keep your 40, I’ll just have an Earl Grey tea
My rims never spin, to the contrary
You’ll find that they’re quite stationary
All of my action figures are cherry
Steven Hawking’s in my library
My MySpace page is all totally pimped out
Got people beggin for my Top 8 spaces
Yo, I know pi to a thousand places
Ain’t got no grills but I still wear braces
I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise
I’m a whiz at Minesweeper - I could play for days
Once you see my sweet moves, you’re gonna stay amazed
My fingers movin so fast I’ll set the place ablaze
There’s no killer app I haven’t run
At Pascal, well I’m number one
Do vector calculus just for fun
I ain’t got a gat but I got a soldering gun
"Happy Days" is my favorite theme song
I could sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong
I’ll ace any trivia quiz you bring on
I’m fluent in JavaScript as well as Klingon

[Chorus]
They see me roll on, my Segway
I know in my heart they think I’m white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Can’t you see I’m white and nerdy?
Look at me, I’m white and nerdy
I’d like to roll with, the gangstas
Although it’s apparent I’m too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
I’m just too white and nerdy
How’d I get so white and nerdy?

I’ve been browsin, inspectin X-Men comics, you know I collect ‘em
The pens in my pocket, I must protect ‘em
My ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored
Shopping online for deals on some writable media
I edit Wikipedia
I memorized Holy Grail really well
I can recite it right now and have you ROTFLOL
I got a business doing websites
When my friends need some code, who do they call?
I do HTML for ‘em all, even made a homepage for my dog, yo
I got myself a fanny pack
They were havin a sale down at The Gap
Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap
Pop, pop, hope no one sees me, gettin freaky
I’m nerdy in the extreme and whiter than sour cream
I was in AV Club and Glee Club and even the Chess Team
Only question I, ever thought was hard
Was do I like Kirk or do I like Picard?
Spend every weekend at the Renaissance Fair
Got my name on my underwear

[Chorus]
They see me strollin’, they laughin’
And rollin’ their eyes ’cause I’m so white and nerdy
Just because I’m white and nerdy
Just because I’m white and nerdy
All because I’m white and nerdy
Holy cow, I’m white and nerdy!
I wanna bowl with, the gangstas
But, oh well, it’s obvious I’m white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
I’m just too white and nerdy
Look at me, I’m white and nerdy!

oo, nawe-websense na sa office ang friendster. it’s kindof malas because i won’t be able to update this blog as often as i wanted. i tried to open an account at livejournal (please see. www.joanmay530.livejournal.com) i can be more open by doing that but as what ive said before, it’s difficult to maintain 2 or more blogs at a time. i had one at myspace, but i moved everything to friendster. all my friends are here. so there. it was also difficult to think of a page name. i changed the one i have one here and moved my old title to livejournal. mukhang hindi nman serious tong title so i’ll just exhaust the exposure a little. then think another quasi-permanent.

i wanted to tell a lot of things but as busy-ness takes me, i forget to write them here.. others left unwritten. i have deleted some post that had been/are really hearfilled. it came to me unimaginable, and the meaning was consummed by pretense after a while.

anyhow, im thanking everybody who’d been stopping by this blog. hope you’d drop a greeting one time. feeling. haha

it’s the wee hours of jan6, i know my head is soda filled, a little sleepy, not sure i would be able to write anything decent for something special such as backtracking the previous year in words.

overall, it had been a winning year pour moi, our badminton team won 2nd place to which i had coordinated with the help of blue seniors =o) then winning the grand prize for the christmas presentation to which i had basted my *ss so hard, jitters could kill. i am very happy everything fell into place. ms budge was a big help for the details of the production. there were miscommunication (as always) and disheartening stuff in the process. i imagined myself talking to the group before going out there but i wasnt able to, like what overall coordinator do. of course, the whole wouldnt have been a success if not for the effort of the other group (makeup, sounds, etc), not taking all the credit. maybe i hoped for a little acknowledgement during the xmas party, but there was nothing.feeling naman ako.hehehe.. still, i basted my friggin ass. all the overstaying in the office, late night in cafe’s to download music, studying the dance, the story, almost to die of stress whenver sir rey approach me. hehehe, kasi d pa buo. anway, that’s just about it.

other things, adanlee arrived home, and i was able to meet his family. last year, ayaw nya.. kpag nka-abot nlng daw kami ng 9mos. i deserved that naman. i loved his family, his pretty sisters, cool guildin, spaghetti ni betson, buddies, un mga kakanin, anything lucban. but things just have a way of happening, to find what we really wanted, to find what really is there, to think.alone.

we moved to a new place here in sta.ana which cut my budget. it was nice and homey. we had a pet, her name is kit. it’s fleece was white as snow. she has a small head with a long body. cuddlesome and fun. napulot kasi sa markit. hehe. she gave birth to a white girl cat and we named her biebie kasi mukha syang zombie nung nakita namen pagdating d2 sa manila. ayun. naglalakad na sya.

i made a list of resolution. it was long.includes completion of ID. an exam for some additional license, and other things.

hopefully, i’ll be able to accomplish at least half of it. hhehe.
belated happy new year.

Was it 7
years? I really couldn’t remember actually. But meeting my old buddy was… I couldn’t
say unusual… but the feeling was strange.

Naks. Tingnan mo kung nsan tayo..
dati wala tayong pera noon, ngayon iba na :laugh: as we look around Blue Wave for
a decent restaurant. Here was a guy who would eat my left-overs, or teach
calculus if not just chitty-chat til dawn. The reason why I got hooked on the
zodiacs. Yup. So why did seven years happened? Well, I thought it was for the
best. He got a girlfriend and I would want that girl to be his best girl now. It
was a long tale. History ika nga hehe. And seeing him again were flashes of early
college days. Hindi ita personal na
nakitang mataba.. pero payat ka ngayon..i said. Oo nga eh.. un trabaho ko kasi. As he lifts his sleeves. Dude, utang na loob, huwag lang jollibee.
We were roaming the place. ‘cha, sahod
nga pla no. buti nlng. Haha. Pupunta-punta na walng pera. Gusto ko nga sa mahal
eh.

So there
we were…. like distance and time has made no change in us. And though grandeur
had been there when he got a girlfriend, there was that sad and emotional time
for me. It was like giving away a brother. Hah. Told you it was a tall tale. Haha.
But once i understand the reasons, i can’t argue any further why partings
like these have to happen.

I thought
I still know him. I don’t know. What could have happen in between those years? Truly
I hear from him time to time but how do we know eh? But that is what’s in my
head. Or was it because I am a forgive and forget type? Because I am. Or maybe
it’s just his principle that when he make friends, it’ll be friends forever. Maybe
that’s it. Two positives to explain that after all these years we remained the
friendship that we used to have. (like sharing a girlfriend. j/k!)

We raved
on topics of course, and LUV was top of the list. He is a deep person btw,
makes decisions based on emotions, and principled in his own world. So when he
says emo—how can you say that it is wrong? How can you turn your back to love
when you found something greater.. like greater love? Gulo db? Haha. How far
should we go for our partners? When will we learn to stop loving? How should
you deal with ex’s, or like why not go back to your ex’s? work topics would
neutralize that of course pero related pa din kasi sa love/relationships ang
topic. Hehe. Booze talk.

He didn’t
say I was pretty but he said I looked different. Babae nako ngayon noh!! I said.
It was 5 in the morning already. For the record, it broke me and grandeurs time
of 4am! Whoa! There were so many things to chat about but it’s already
Tuesday!! I have no work because of Eid’l Fitr. And him? He has to go to work
and travel back to cavite.    

.

• Evening of Saturday, I finally got to attend BULLET TIME’s Hip-hop classes. Imagine a dance class for 2 hrs at only Php100. cheap huh. Attendees were also professionals and full time dancers. Tyrone is there (the instructor) and of course Patrick. We began the class with a series of stretching to the tune of Sexyback by Justin Timberlake. Yup, familiar with it as I were an EDT too. Then we did across the room exercises. The instructor does a hiphop move and the students follow in two’s. For the finale, Tyrone’s gonna do a 16-count dance (which we have to memorize) until we have completed some 64 counts and groove along with the dance. It was fast though or maybe I haven’t danced for a long time. Congrats to the guys.

• I got a new haircut. Sorry. No pic.

• Yesterday, I was finding ways on how I could move the pictures from my phone to pc. (It’s a Nokia 6610i by the way) and it doesn’t include cables when I got the package. Infrared is useless. So what I learned was to install PC suite something and some drivers. I’m getting a little excited about the possibility.

• Just today, I moved to 6/F. New table. New neighbors

• After a month of being able to come inside the building without my ID, they finally found the thing and gave it back to me just this afternoon. Lucky, I didn’t filed for the affidavit of lose and all the paper stuff. Almost did it save that I didn’t have sir eric sign my sheets yet. So I still have my old face in my old ID. Ok lang. maganda raw ako sa pic. Weh!

• Once again, it’s a Thursday payday. I should be happy about it huh.

What
does heaven look like mama?

I
know they are all celebrating there too

Because
you are a great woman

And
you’ve done great things for us

Sometimes,
when there are good things happening

I
promptly think you are just around

Looking
after us

Like
how you would make sure of

Just
think that you’ll not get the wrinkles

And
your voice as young as ever

They
echo in our minds

Our
eyes, and in our hearts

Don’t
worry about us

You
made us good children

We
will be alright mama

We
will always make you proud

We
miss you so much,

We
know you are at peace now.

In
our hearts, you live forever

Happy
birthday mama

I always
wonder why, as her first (and only) girl, I never got her height. Although I have
evidently inherited her wit, charm, intelligence, flair to dress, I wasn’t as
strong as her. The way I survived myself with the two boys is just a shadow of
what she is. And here I am, all grown up, and in normal occasions… receive comments
how much I look like her.

 
She told me
not to pluck my eyebrows until I get a job. And things like learning how to
shut up because I usually get tactless. She would make letters and attach it on
our cabinets. She tells us to make good pictures because it will be shown on
our weddings. She has thought us many things. Mama always tells us that
education is all she can give us- no lands, no treasures. She was a
salutatorian, always with honors. Maybe that’s why I try to be good in school. She’ll
stay awake while I study, prepares me something to eat and juice. It was inspiring. She’ll stay
awake while I make my project even as I struggle not to sleep unknowingly in
the morning, my project is already done. She’s like that. She is not an
emotional woman but i know that  she has lived this way because  of  the life she has. 

Before mama
left for abroad, she made sure that I get used to the works she will be leaving me like buying socks and underwear every start of the school year,
cooking meals that can last until the evening or food that won’t easily get
spoiled, wash the clothes every Friday evening, iron by Saturday evening. Stuff
like that. She never told me this. i just got everything figured out. She didn’t tell us she will be leaving very soon. One night i opened up the topic by saying, "mama, if the old man dies, bring all of us there’.  then she laughed and told me she will be working in a luxurious hotel. i was young then i even had no idea what country she’ll be going to. But at least the big idea is out. Before she left, she made me a tall glass of milk.

 

<young me without the clothes>                       <my 8th birthday in bayombong>

<beautiful woman in port ercole italia>                 <mama and papa on new years>

   

   

 

< st. peters in rome>                                 <snowing in italy>

<<==  mama and paulo during closing exercises at St. mary’s college in bayombong nueva vizcaya

 

<<== paulo’s graduation atcauayan north central school in cauayan

 

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Rustles from the old kitchen

 

You used to earn money alone
And in blessed cold morning you
prepared
Before the struggles of the commerce
Of the day noise
Before the arrogance
Of the tiring dealing
Hidden
In steamy windows
Of cold dawns
And boiling of pots
Mine mother

 

Oil and garlic
And our tomatoes
And celery and potatoes
Bought in pesos of yours
In the muddy market

 

Grains of salt
Powder of love
Dignity and patience a lot
And sacrifice
And devotion
And love

 

7:23am, may 2004

 
http://joms530.blogs.friendster.com/radical_333/prose_and_poetry/index.html

 

<kind of dramatic. but can’t help it. going emo. ellkkk>

ms mabel (*sob)

kayo ay kahanga-hanga!!!

but then again.. i’d say "UNTIL THEN". 

hello henry, your email/comment made my day and im gonna document the stuff!! harr harr harr.  <I hope you don’t mind. Really.>

til he discovers the world of blogs, which of course are being created every minute,  less boring, fun, and wild (with all the enhancement and the like), mine would appear normal. i dunno. but H-E-Y, mine’s at least more radically distinctive in some way.

By the way, red and blue tied up for the overall badminton championship. I’m kind of pressured. In about an hour, the free games are about to start and the best in our team (blue) will be playing against the best players from red. I’m confident…. Quite. But there’s something such as badluck. Hehehe. That doesn’t sound like me huh. Where’s every positive jomay?

Bahala na. I’ll just go there and play. =o)

This is a feat.
I have blogrolled thrice last week and am doing one today. Looks like I have a
lot of time eh? It’s just that I have a lot to share and they’re spilling out
of my head. So what if I’m a blogger? Like you can write!!!

The other day
which is a Saturday was the first time Paulo went on a splurge on his salary. YEY!

So we went grocereing at Puregold buying basic supplies. We were poor for
months as I have to pay jobans finals. Nothing was left that papa has to pay
his enrollment for the following semester(which is only a week after paying
finals. Aarrgh)  Well, at least now we
can binge on decent stuff. (except that we have to save AGAIN for his prelims
by the end of the month. Hu hu hu). But now that Paulo is with the work force….
I might be able to buy the slippers at gibi collection. The one I have been
visiting at the department store eversince it was out. Hopefully it will be on
sale on my next visit. $Kashing$. $Kashing$.

There are three
things that has made me pre-occupied these days ~~ wall putty-ing, badminton
championships, and microstation.

 
:On wall renovation:

It is now-or-never.
I went to the hardware store to buy masonry putty instead of fusing paint and
calcimine together. I might waste the stuff by mixing unproportionally.

FYI: Calcimine  ~~  is a
water-base paint + zinc oxide + glue + colouring. It makes the walls bump-free
slash flat. A liter cost around Php82 plus a pair of palleta, the blade like flat wall stroker  which costs Php24.

: badminton championship:

in about 5 hrs,
MER Badminton championships are about to happen. BLUE VERSUS RED. The advance level loses to red by one
point. Unless the mixed levels earn even just a set, the trophy is safe in our
bag. Category 3 has a high perentage bagging the first place. They’ve beaten
the redheads before,. They can beat them again.

I’m confident
with our team though but we can’t count our chicks unless we have our eggs.
However, in my level… I can.. right now… cook my egg. Make it soft boiled
please!!!

:microstation:

 
MicroStation is used by teams of architects, engineers, contractors and GIS professionals for
work on buildings, civil engineering projects, power plants and geospatial
information.

It increases the performance and productivity
of these teams and the quality and consistency of the content they create.

It has been used to design some of the world’s most amazing buildings

More plant owner-operators and EPC firms use Bentley products than any other

Forty-seven of 50

U.S.

state transportation departments have standardized on MicroStation

MicroStation’s DGN file format is the world’s
most used file format for mapping

 
So there you
have it. I’m doing a bike which allows me to make use most of the basic
commands of the program. This is more complex than drawing foundations or steel
frames which are only stick models. I’m doing engineering stuff but with this
tool, it creates a rounded engineer out of me.  [guhit.guhit.guhit pa]

1.) hurrah! blue team won last night. gues what 3rd place! (there were four teams btw). i was walking around the court on heeled mules like some sort of a manager checking of the players had gotten their courts, whom is partnered with whom. won 8 pts againsts 6. clap clap.

2.) tomorrow, moi at mon brothers are planning to ptty on the wall for a clean and smooth wall feel. hopefully this thing pushes through. i might not be able next week. adanlee might be coming to manila. it’ll be 2 weeks that we havnt seen each other.

3.) yesterday is salary day so will be buying stuff for the house like sugar and creamer bottles. and some domestic thingies.

my phone is lowbat. logging off.