fuck it, shoot me!

so yesternight i recorded what i thought was a T.U.G. podcast.

my 10th show supposedly.

during recording a lot of things happened.

the phone rang thrice.

the fire alarm went off.

somebody knocked on the door.

i just paused my recording every interruption.

all the while i thought that my recording was doing great.

after talking about all those boring stuff i always do talk about, i saved it and uploaded it in libsyn.

then i had the curiosity to check my recording.

listened to the song.

skipped a few minutes.

then me talking ’bout this and that.

skipped a few more minutes.

then… fuck!

me talking on the phone?

so i listened to the whole show.

and everything came crashing down.
it seems that i messed up the whole show.

there were segments where i should had paused it but didn’t and segments where i should had been recording but failed to un-pause it.

fuck it, shoot me!

 

Chain Letters in E-mails, Bulletin Boards and the like…

Warning: Reader Discretion Advised

i’m in f*cking bad mood today… well not just today but it’s today that i want to release all the anger i have in me…

and i’m going to transfer all my anger to those sons of b*tches, f*cking retarded people that keeps posting/sending those stupid chain letters…
who in the their f*cking normal mind would ever believe that those sh*tty things will ever come true?

[mocking them] if i don’t send this to one billion people someone in my family would die… huhuhu… if i send this to five hundred people, finally, my dream will come true and someone will eventually love me because i’m a f*cking retarded… yehey… if i send this to everyone in my address book, i would get rich, ’cause Yahoo will pay me to f*cking annoy all my friends… if i send this within a minute after i finish reading this the love of my life will call me and tell me to “f*ck off retarded motherf*cker”…

if i could, i would strangle each and every one of those f*cking retarded *ssholes who has nothing better to do in life than to fill my emails and the bulletin boards with all their nonsense retarded sh*t…

[to those who believe in chain letters and the like] think! you motherf*ckers! have you all lost your mind? how and why in the world will it ever come true? f*cking think! use your retarded of a head… do you think that there is some kind of supernatural force that surfs the net and carefully monitors if you ever did send those f*cking nonsense so that they can,in return, reward you for being such a stupid retarded? get a life you f*cking morons!

 

life and shit

(from my personal blog, dated December 17, 2006)

whoever said that life isn’t fair hasn’t live enough to see… for life is fair… and all of us are tested accordingly to our strengths and weaknesses… we are all given opportunities… we all have our second chances taken away from us… we all live individually and we all live as one… we are all living in this unfair world… we are all lost and are all found… we all are here and soon we’ll be all gone…

 

confusing new year’s resolution

(from my personal blog, dated January 19, 2007)

my new year’s resolution is not to make a new year’s resolution.
and by doing this i’m breaking my new year’s resolution but if i do nothing i’m fulfilling my new year’s resolution and thus breaking it also.
i’m confused…

 

The Unfilled Glass

how do you see the glass??? half-full or half-empty???
do you think it is really how we are suppose to see the glass???
or are we asking the wrong questions???

the glass, they say, represents our life. and how we see it is our outlook in life. if you see the glass as half-full, they say , you’re an optimist. see it half-empty and you’re a pessimist. they always say, it’s how you see the glass.

but if the glass really is our life then i think the question should be “what is it the fills our glass???”. i really think our life is filled or is half-filled or is empty of something. and i think our focus should be with that. what is it that we are letting our glass be filled with???, why are we letting it fill us???, why can’t we be filled full??? why isn’t it empty???, why is it always halved???.
or at some point in time the glass was full… and slowly we drink in it life… or we let others drink from it… or did we had it empty the first time we got the glass… and now we are filling it or letting others fill it…

or could our glasses contain a certain thing at a certain time?? or it differs at our mood??? or could we have many glasses at a time each filled with a different thing???

or we really have no glass. we really have nothing. just everything that we have is spilled on the ground. the thirsty soil sipping every thing of it. and in the end, we have nothing. or everything…

 

Invictus by William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,

	Black as the Pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

	For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

	I have not winced nor cried aloud,

Under the bludgeonings of chance

	My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

	Looms but the horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

	Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,

	How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate:

	I am the captain of my soul.

 

questions?

do fishes have necks?

can pigs suffer high blood pressure?

why do cockroaches have to lie on their back before they die?

and can you use the longest word in a normal conversation (not in a trivial statement) ?