Monday, February 11, 2008

My Apologies


So here's the thing:

I rode Kirk Long's truck today.
Grabe, long story. Naki-extra lang ako kay Tata Photographer and Mav Guidon Writer. He had a "shoot" for some Sports article and we had to go waaay over to the baseball field. It was a super short trip lang, BUT STILL.
AND BOOM!
Dinrive kami ni Kirk. HAHA. yuck, I'm such a loser. I posted this pa talaga.
Well you know how I WAS a fan around first sem.

My apologies.


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my Deviant Art account: where photography is humdrum
my multiply: click for weirdness
lemony snicket: my hero
roald dahl: twisted
dr. seuss: for those who dare eat green eggs and ham
amazon: life's just like one
wikipedia: where you find everything.

crazy cousins
ate meg: adventure diva
ate che: misyoo

suckish schoolmates (kidding :))
ces: katotong hudas
koko: psycho
trixie: confused
kar: gossip girl mate :))
nikki: the white witch
paula: # 1 DJ
ella: great thoughts
hannah:donato
via: THE dancer
poj: kapits! :))
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krista: *yaya?*
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frances: olan
phyl: reech keed?
yna: ahoho
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lori: nator
marion: busmate!
ate nica: harmoNICa (?)

some teachers
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miss jennie jo: juniper

freako friends
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odi: lonsquared
tar: ness
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mica: woah no
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elyse: the great
anjo: anti-social?
theia: HMM?
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angel: pedo! :)) joke
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bianca:virina
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face it, sucko.

i'm the hero of fools.

all quoted.

"The sad truth is that the truth is sad."

"It's amazing how people are always willing to listen to a man in a funny costume"

"People don't always get what they deserve in this world"

"You can not be a supermodel."

"I'm beginning to think that washing my face is a complete waste of time"

"Most women would rather be Cindy Crawford than Marie Curie"

"The world is a harum scarum place."

"If a guy is witty, charming and artistic, he is probably gay."

"Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaraunt, filled with odd waiters who bring you items you never asked for and don't always like."

"In relationships, it is best to assume nothing."

"Not only am I very intelligent, but I am also very smart."

"Hey, I heard your friend died"

"Yea"

"Well, don't feel bad. He's an old guy, and that's what old guys do. They DIE."

"Certain things they should stay the way they are.You ought to be able to stick them in one of those big glass cases and just leave them alone. I know it's impossible but it's too bad anyway."

"I remember how, a couple of days ago, you and I killed a couple of hours with a computer game. Perhaps the game amused me more than it did you; I desperately needed a little respite from all my thoughts. But each time we 'died' in that game, a new screen immediately came up, and we were off again. How can we know that there isn't a 'new screen' for our souls as well? I don't think there is, I really don't. But the dream of something unlikely has its own special name. We call it hope."

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