diwa ng wala lang

wala lang no.1 In commemoration of Philippine independence day, i don't know what to say. hehe well, i was born in kawit, cavite in a small hospital on a bright tuesday (o monday ba yun) afternoon. but i don't want to talk about that of course. well, i don't know, i think of barong tagalog and maria clara outfits and pag sasayaw sa bangko at pandanggo sa ilaw whenever these days would come, philippine independece day or linggo ng wika or anything related to philippine history except EDSA perhaps. who cares? we filipinos are gifted with this uncanny ability to forget things quite easily and effectively. but i wonder what aguinaldo had in his mind while waving the flag? and what the filipinos during those days were thinking? they probably were brimming with hope and pride? good thing they didn't live long enough to see the fruits of their labor. they wouldnt have been pissed off. bwehe anyways, so much for independence if we cannot even free ourselves from hunger, injustice, corruption, incompetence... go figure.

wala lang no.2 In commemoration of my Pfth successful college enrollment, i would like to send out my deepest gratitude to all of my fans out there, in here, and in everywhere. you know where you are. nye and to all, who, as much as i do, values and cherishes college education to it's highest celestial worth, as much as one wouldn't want to end a disaster of a cancer and then begins to live with it and then begins to be fond of it. values it too much in fact, we, all certified juvenile deliquents, are all more than willing and even proud to pursue our checkered and over-expanded transcipts to it's fullest potential, may it transform into a 12 page booklet for all our future employers to behold or into a coloring book with all the 5's and the ... you know what. hail thee all children of the porn, i mean scorn. hail thee all sons and daughters of the supers-super seniors. who does not falter over unending subjects and classes, those who defied the odds and did not even blink a wink as they thumb through their new prospectus with the hopes that this course will be the last, and the last, and the last. then you swore and cursed and swore. hehe ok enough with the bull*&) hwapak! enrolled for the nth time and still counting...yey!

wala lang no 3 In commemoration of my blog's anniversary (that was 5 months ago), i just noticed some bloggers and posts telling and advising people how to blog and branding bloggers and categorizing them like snob bloggers, etc. which seems derogatory in a sense that i think it's unnecessary. because it's like telling people how to eat or write so if you start telling people how to blog then i guess you better start telling people how to think and that wouldn't be really nice, would it? so don't tell me how to blog so that i won't tell you how to think. hwacha!

wala lang no. 4 the mavs won game 2 and shaq scored 5 points. what the First day Funk? ok so i was disappointed because i lost some money betting on the heat, confident that they would at least steal one game in dallas but obviously they were too complacent and groggy and old? (like their superstars are old?) that they were just too cold and scattered. like they're there in the court but their minds were someplace else. not only did they not play as a team, they did not play! period. they did not exude the firepower and the energy the dallas poured with their young squad. miami was just lost in cyberspace and all dallas were all over them like chocas, you know like octopus. bwehe what a pitty. maybe in game 3, Coach Riley would have to find better use for Shaq. if not then send marlou aquino to miami. waa

wala lang no. 5 aah klase na! :)