The Benefits of Oregano

Oregano (Scientific name: Origanum vulgare) is also known as Wild Marjoram, Mountain Mint, Origanum, Wintersweet and Winter Marjoram.

Hand of Hope: Samuel Alexander Armas

A picture began circulating in November. It should be "The Picture of the Year," or perhaps, "Picture of the Decade." It won't be. In fact, unless you obtained a copy of the paper, you probably will never see it.

Tracey Connelley, Baby P's Evil Mom, Shows NO Remorse

I have never been affected by any story as much as Baby P's story has affected me. Yesterday evening, I found myself sobbing twice! I just can't get over the sheer horror of the story.

Baby P's Murderers -- Why Are They Being Protected?

In my country, it has never happened before that the media and the people have been forbidden to actually reveal the names and faces of TC and SB, the murderers of Baby P.

That Winter The Wind Blows Finale: Did Oh Soo Die?

Over the holy week break, I spent the entire four days just watching the 15 episodes of this Korean show. Yes, I am a self-confessed Korean drama addict. I already have my favorite actors and actresses; albeit, I don’t know their names.

May 31, 2007

fornicators


my mama's pissed.
Our help, Liz, has a relationship with mama's chicken grill "boy", Tonyo.

Everyday, they'd be walking around morose... like zombies... almost sleeping on their feet.

You could just imagine what they do all night long to leave them this exhausted in the morning.

But well, my mother's pissed and thinking of ways to blast her wrath on these fornicators (as she suspects).

Fornicators.
Funny.

Zoo 101


Countdown.

The pig is in labor.

How did Mama know that?

Well, erm... the vagina is pretty swollen and red.
Geeze.

Huwaaaat??!
Did I say vagina??!?!?

Our house is turning to a freakin' zoo, but if my mother's happy, so be it.
It doesn't end with the talk of pig's vagina.
The pup ate the ducklings, which prompted my mother to beat the hell out of the little pup.

Did I say that our guests would have the novelty of watching puppies and ducks sitting in front of them because mama allows these puppies and ducks to lazily cavort inside the house. People's reactions generally amuse me.
There are guests who just simply ignore them.
Others look at them with disdain, albeit conspicously.

What do I do?
I screamed at the blasted animals.





May 11, 2007

Ang Lista Ko

I am still wondering if I would be able to vote.
My family FORCED me to register in a far-flung barrio, our Lola's hometown, which is about a 2-hour ride from here.
Geeze.

Anyways, here is my list of senators:
1.
2.
3. (This three spots are taken by the Kapatiran.)
4. Chiz Escudero.
5. Noynoy Aquino
6. Alan Cayetano
7. Kiko Pangilinan
8. Ed Angara
9. Joker Arroyo

This is where I stop 'coz I hate all the rest.
I'm considering Manny Villar but Rarye worked for him before and I kinda got a bad feedback on him.

I honestly don't like Legarda sa pagbalimbing nia nung 2004 elections.

I like Sonia Roco, but not just enough. I'm really not impressed with her.


Sa local elections...

Our mayor, Robredo, has been in the news lately.
It's ironic that I like him for being against the hateful evil Louie Villafuerte but Robredo's corruption has not escaped me as well.

I loath, abhor, detest, hate, vomit...
1. Villafuerte.
2. Pichay.
3. Mike Defensor.

They're like the Dwarf's hatchet men.

Chavit Singson. He's a joke.

By the way, please vote for Akapin (Alyansa ng may Kapansanang Pinoy). These people are really the UNREPRESENTED marginalized sector.
Also, please consider Abakada Guro. Well, they're the party list of my reviewers. hehe.

I found this
entry in Bryan Boy's blog. Really interesting.

May 4, 2007

I got a comment

At first I approved it but then I noticed that it was an anonymous comment.
As all bloggers know, anonymous comments are from pathetic cowards who want to take a shot at you under the shroud of cowardice, er anonymity.
so, never mind...
I figured, I'd only post comments from people who have the guts to leave their REAL names.
It's funny how some people just can't move on, huh?
or how people get satisfaction from leaving pathetic little comments on your blog and feel immense satisfaction out of getting away with insulting you anonymously.
Anonymously. Take note.
It's like they think that by doing that, somehow their sad little lives will be much better.
They read your blog.
They look at your friendster profile.
And for what?
Geeze.
It's just fuckin' pathetic.
and sad.
but still pathetic.