<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933</id><updated>2011-08-05T15:19:19.300+08:00</updated><category term='cough it all up'/><category term='Dripping'/><category term='Beggar'/><category term='kaboodles'/><category term='cant wait'/><category term='down and out'/><category term='grief'/><category term='Hooters'/><category term='32 flavors of bitterness'/><category term='blech'/><category term='fucked up'/><title type='text'>Spot the Different Cheap Vegetables</title><subtitle type='html'>crapcrapcrap</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-6690896832069756837</id><published>2011-07-28T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T13:52:32.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex is Below Zero</title><content type='html'>Sex is Below Zero&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, another entry inspired by Korean Movies (Sex is Zero 1 &amp;amp; 2, obviously) pretty awesome movies really, go watch it now rather than read this. Hate to say I told you so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assignment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)Make a reflection paper about the movies you watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Comment also on the latest SONA of P-Noy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yung madali muna:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Answers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) No idea, I was asleep, madaming angal ang taong bayan, kelan ba naman walang umangal sa government??? No one is ever good enough, lahat na lang tayo pangulo,para magcollapse ang society then we could just rebuild from the rubble. Yes that is my final answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)Now about the movies, how could I relate to em:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. Making an ass of meself (x) - Meh, not really me, I haven't done anything that got me in the hospital , at least not yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. Pulling pranks on me buddies (x) - Hey tis their fault for falling asleep, but still I did nothing that led to someone getting hospitalized and/or locked up. They went to jail on their own accord in me case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c.Dating gorgeous women (/) - Fuck yeah, but of course his world is make believe, mine isn't, seriously it's not. Okay, what struck me the most isn't his sheer dumb luck to land with those hotties, but his knack for dating women with pasts. No not just past relationships, but not-so-good-thing-happened past. It never quite bothered him, why should it? I've dated women with pasts as well, but in me case I wasn't aware of their situation prior to the relationship. I don't think it would've affected me decision to pursue them or not, it wouldn't be fair if I was to judge them because of their past. As I always believed in,  live in the now. Learn from the past, look forward for the future, live in the now, that would keep anyone sane. So yeah, who gives a shit if they have a past, they were still the most rockin women I know, how can you not fall for em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Oh, you see that skin?&lt;br /&gt;It's the same she's been standing in&lt;br /&gt;Since the day she saw him walking away&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm left&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning up the mess he made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Daughters by John Mayer-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promised them I wouldn't tell a single soul about what their pasts were, I will keep that promise till me death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-6690896832069756837?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/6690896832069756837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=6690896832069756837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/6690896832069756837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/6690896832069756837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2011/07/sex-is-below-zero.html' title='Sex is Below Zero'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-7029745484291531489</id><published>2011-04-27T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T23:14:37.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Almost a year of absence, what have I been up to? Work, pathetic. Anyhow, am back and it feels great, well not that great, it feels like writing is a whole new thing for me again, when the fact is this blog is 7 years old already, lemme brush some of the dust off. Now let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always written a birthday entry, and I plan not to break that tradition this year. This year's topic; 24 random things you don't know, knew and should have known about me. After reading this we can all agree that I am the most wonderful person in the world capable of shitting rainbows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foreword: Yung ibang items dito pede sanang ipangblack mail sakin, isusulat ko na lang para wala na kayong alas laban sakin, makapal naman mukha ko eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Di ako marunong magbike - Kasalan to nung yaya namin nung bata pa kami, laging nakalock ang gate ng 2:30-5 para sa siesta, maliit din naman bahay namin kaya di pedeng magbike sa loob. Pero yung pagkukulang ko sa bike, mapupunan ng driving skills ko, parang 2 heads are better than 1, 4 wheels are better than 2! Pero kung bike na lang ang matitirang mode of transport sa mundo, isa ako sa mga maglalakad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)I can stay awake for days - I can stay awake as long as there is food, or even without, as long as there's something I have to do and finish. Nung high school hindi ako nakakatulog pag summer, di ako natutulog nung rockstar days ko pag sunod sunod ang gig, and di ako natutulog nung college kakahapit ng requirements. Kaya kahit may magyaya nun na "I want to sleep with you" tineturn down ko lang, di ako natutulog eh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)I live curious (Nat Geo) - Ang favorite response ko pag tinanong sa mga bagay bagay ay "There's one way to find out" Marami ng napatay si kumpareng curiosity, pero experience is the best teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)At kahit I live curious, I rarely have regrets - Mas regretful ako for doing nothing rather than doing something and miserably failing. Anjan na yan eh, magiinarte ka pa ba? Ang tanging regret ko ay,hmm,wala pa eh,feeling ko parating pa lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5)Hindi ako maluho - Wala akong iPod,iPad,iTouch,iLiner,iMac at kung ano ano pang shit, dahil wala akong pambili. Maluho ang mga taong may pambili nito, kung hindi lang nasira 3310 ko nung highschool gagamitin ko pa din yun. Pati sa clothes, naka Top Man ka nga tangina mukha ka namang siko. Maginvest lang sa pabango, hindi excuse ang "hindi ako maluho" sa pag-aamoy imburnal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6)I'd chose me hearing over sight - Hindi ko naman sinasabing idodonate ko na ang cornea ko bukas. Masyadong ng wild ang imahinasyon ko kaya marinig ko lang mapipicture out ko na. And I would die without music, hindi na ako pedeng maging engineer pag bulag ako,pero pede pa rin akong tumugtog sa overpass sa tapat ng UST basta may pandinig ako. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7)I have discipline - Kaya madali for me to cut so much weight (184lbs --&amp;gt; 132 lbs baby!!!) I could quit smoking ( I have,thrice already) , kaya kong hindi uminom even if everyone else is, the only thing I couldn't hold is me laughter, and farts, and dumura, and suminga. Oh ha disiplinado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8)If I said it, I'll do it - Kaya pag sinabi kong papatayin ko yan/kita/kayo and there's an evil grin across me face, boy you're doomed. A man is only worth his word, and I make damn sure I keep mine. Di ko nga alam kung bakit may nagsasabing unpredictable ako, the only actions I take that you couldn't predict are the ones I do not speak of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9)Ayoko sa ampalaya - Kumakain ako ng gulay, mahilig ako sa greens and legumes, pero para kasing gawa sa sama ng loob ang ampalaya, ang gaspang na ampait pa, parang yung kay....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10)Bobo ako sa spelling - Heavily used ang spell check everytime na magsusulat ako in English. Sapat na kasi sakin ang sounds like pag nagsusulat,parang charades lang ba. Bare = Bear; Wait = Weight; Epol = Apple. Hindi ko nga alam kung bakit gumagana yung mga love letter na binibigay ko sa mga chicks, eh puro wrong spelling naman lagi, puro pa bura, may charms siguro yung magpanggap na tatanga tanga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11)Di ako sumasayaw - Pwera na lang kung field demo,debut o kaya trabaho lang. Nakita niyo na ba sumayaw si John Mayer, ang tunay na lalake ay hindi sumasayaw, pwera na lang kung trabaho lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12)I have never given flowers to anyone before - Okay once siguro, namitas ako sa everlasting ng kapitbahay namin binigay ko sa nanay ko, I was 4 years old at the time, pero di na yata naulit yun. Hindi naman kasi nakakain ang flowers, di rin naman mabango ang rose kaya naiirita ako sa mga nakakatanggap tapos aamuyin, si Jollibee lang mababanguhan jan inday. I'd rather give gifts na hindi mamamatay after a week na nasa vase (e.g. panganay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13)I am a pro day dreamer - I think this is due to my attention span na as short as a toddler's. I happen to be good at pretending to be listening as well. May generic answers din akong nakaprepare when suddenly asked. One surefire way to get my attention kapag kausap ako ay,hmm,never mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14)Nakaubos ako ng 1 bottle ng Flintstone Vitamins in 1 seating nung bata ako - Hindi ko alam kung may masama ba itong side effects sa toddlers, pero hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili ko ubusin ang buong bote, baka nga binigyan pa ako nito ng super powers na hindi ko pa nadidiscover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15)Hindi ko pa nakita ang balat ko - Lahat ba ng tao may birth mark? Hindi ko pa nakita yun akin, wala rin naman sa pwet at sa genitals. Pede bang nasa loob ng katawan ang balat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16)Mama's boy ako - Mas chums kami ni mother goose dahil mas nakakasama ko siya sa bahay, given sa line of work ni pops. Magkaugali din kasi kami ng tatay ko kaya lagi kaming nagbabangayan. Tinuruan ako ni moms ng chivalry at outmost respect for women, kaya hindi ako nambababae,tama!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17)I may be timid,but I finish what I start - I don't tend to give up that easily, because Balotski gets what Balotski wants! A wise man said, you only fail once you stop trying,or kung wala ng lives left sa character mo, hindi naman lahat ng bagay ay may 30 lives tulad ng Contra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18)Nalalasing din naman ako - Madaming beses na, at parating may katarantaduhan akong nagagawa pag nalalasing. Kahit na I drink for the flavor and not for the feeling, nakakalasing din ang sobrang flavor, parang sarap ng umami, pag sobra, bubula bibig mo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19)There is order in chaos - Hindi ako mahilig maglipit ng gamit, pero kahit gaano kagulo yan, I know where to find the things I need. Kaya pag may naglinis ng kwarto ko nababaliktad na, there is chaos in order na kasi di ko na alam kung saang pile napunta ang alin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20)Simple is sexy - It may be awesome to date the prom queen, pero most of the time, I find the simplest women more attractive. If a woman is still beautiful even if she just got out of bed,then she really is beautiful.Kakantahan ko na yun ng "to see you when I wake up is a gift",pero baka masampal lang ako dahil di lahat ng babae ay morning person tulad ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21)Di ako nagsusuklay - Once a month lang ako nasusuklayan,yun ay kapag nagpagupit ako, naranasan ko na ring hindi magpagupit ng kalahating taon, kaya kalahating taon akong walang suklay, parang may sariling buhay ang buhok ko ng mga panahong iyon,buti nga hindi nagiging bato ang mga tumititig sakin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22)Kissable and quiet - Rule number 2: Never kiss and tell, sabagay there's nothing to tell kung first kiss nga wala ka pa. Balagadoom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23)No second servings - Rule number 1: Ang ex ay ex, kaya nga break up eh, may nakita na ba kayong nabasag/napunit at naibalik na parang bago ulit? Wala di ba, para kasing lokohan na lang ang second servings, katulad ng pelikulang One More Chance. Ang taas naman ng pride mo Balong, ganun talaga, 2 bagay ang hindi mo pedeng tapakan sa lalaki, ang aming pride at ang aming alam niyo na, so deal with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun fact: I am actually friends with all of me exes, maayos naman lagi ang parting of ways naming lahat eh (yata), and I hold no grudge against them as well (ULUL), kaya I make sure I am still friends with all of em, kasi you never know when you'd need them again (uutangan, tatanungan ng directions, papaturo ng calculus, mga ganung favors ba)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24)Shutdown and restart - Me ability to shut down me emotions can be beneficial at times, if only I could enumerate those instances. But hey, it is a mean to keep everything in check and in order. The restart is what puts me in trouble most of the time. Kapag pinilit kasing magrestart kahit alam mong blackout nga, magmumukha ka lang inutil, hindi lahat ng bagay ay may UPS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Namamatay na ang mga rosas sa tabi&lt;br /&gt;Di ka pa rin bumibili&lt;br /&gt;Nauubos na ang oras sa kahihintay&lt;br /&gt;Walang sulat, ni tawag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilisan mo na ngayon&lt;br /&gt;Kasi tumatakbo ang tren&lt;br /&gt;Bilisan mo na ngayon&lt;br /&gt;Iiwanan ka, iiwanan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko ng torpe&lt;br /&gt;Pero gusto kita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;-Torpe by Hungry Young Poets-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Aba dapat lang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Would you ruin something perfect for a shot at this? Is it a risk you are willing to take? Failure isn't what gives me the heebe jeebees; destroying the established is the worst that could happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Happy birthday you bastard, stay put, for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-7029745484291531489?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/7029745484291531489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=7029745484291531489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7029745484291531489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7029745484291531489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2011/04/almost-year-of-absence-what-have-i-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-6410364951349992274</id><published>2010-07-23T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T22:51:14.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Alchemist</title><content type='html'>Oo yung libro ni Bob Ong, o ni Paolo Coelho, basta napapaniwala din ako nito nung una kong mabasa. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh kaya pala naflatan yung jeep sa harapan ng sinasakyan ko at after nun nagoverheat naman yung taxi sa harap. At ng maisipan ko ng maglakad lumabas si King Koopa sa kalagitnaan ng Buendia, akalain mo nga naman oo, grabe magconspire ang universe, gusto ko lang naman dumating ng maaga sa aking 9am appointment. Either hindi parte ng universe yung jeep, yung taxi at si King Koopa, or hindi talaga nagcoconspire ang all the universe para tulungan ka. Parang ang paborito mong telenovela, laging may traydor, sa kaso ko ang gulong ng jeep, radiator ng taxi at syempre si King Koopa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hindi talaga ako dapat nagbabasa ng inspirational novels, parang ako yung mythbuster nila eh, sa halip na mainspire nadidismaya lang ako, tsk, pang pugad baboy at xerex lang talaga ang pang-unawa ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When you want something, don't wait for all the universe to conspire and help you, because it all comes down to your desire and the actions you take in achieving your goal" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Marlon Castillo-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hayup, mga 300 pages na lang ng kwentong inuman tapos ilagay ko yang quote na yan,baka may best seller na rin akong mapublish. Sasabihan na rin ako ng New York Times ng "Novel of the decade", ni Stephen Hawking ng "Very substantial reading" at ng Tiktik ng "Binatilyo patay sa saksak".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lahat ng human rights ko ay naviolate ng MRT, kada sasakay ako alam ko na ang pakiramdam ng Tender Juicy Hotdogs habang nasa 1kg pack pa, grabe, bawal naman magreklamo dahil public transport, at wala naman akong gas para makarating sa Makati, joke lang coding lang ako kanina,naknamputa yabang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balong ang tanda mo na but you still got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Balong kausap ang sarili sa salamin,napagalitan ng nanay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huwag kayong magyoyosi ng Fortune Cigarettes, hindi ko alam kung gawa ba talaga sa tabako to o sa tambutso at diesel, napakabaho parang hudas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size: 11px;"&gt;Man it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size: 11px;"&gt;Lord it takes a lonely one to wish that she had never dreamt at all &lt;br&gt;Oh look now, there you go with hope again &lt;br&gt;Oh, you're so sure I'll be leaving in the end"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana, arial, helvetica" size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;-Carve Your Heart Out Yourself by Dashboard Confessional-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana, arial, helvetica" size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana, arial, helvetica" size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Oh Lord now there you go.gotcha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-6410364951349992274?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/6410364951349992274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=6410364951349992274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/6410364951349992274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/6410364951349992274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2010/07/alchemist.html' title='The Alchemist'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-3044103754606348563</id><published>2010-07-21T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T00:23:45.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockabye</title><content type='html'>If you're reading this, that means am already dead, boredom killed me. What's worse is tomorrow the same old shit would be happening. I never would've dreamt that the unemployment in this country is this bad, that I am reduced to smoking stale Fortune cigarettes, since I can no longer afford the regular ones I used to enjoy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only planned me life until college, not up to this point, and man it sucks not having an idea what to do next. And the pressure really does not help when you see life around you moves forward and yours doesn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Everything's gonna be alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Rockabye, Rockabye"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Lullaby by Shawn Mullins- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other end of the cotton bud, it's not so bad to hang out with kids once in a while, and since I don't look that old anymore,I could easily blend in. But there are still things that make me say "kids these days" even though I've seen everything evil in this world and the next. And I must always be reminded not to get me hopes up and this too shall pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mo' money Mo' problems is totally a lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-3044103754606348563?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/3044103754606348563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=3044103754606348563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3044103754606348563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3044103754606348563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2010/07/rockabye.html' title='Rockabye'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-4018457422287593348</id><published>2010-04-27T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:06:23.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Likes You When You're 23</title><content type='html'>And another year has passed me by. Maraming nagsasabing mabilis ang panahon pero last year parang hindi, ang bagal at masalimuot ang takbo ng panahon ko nitong nakaraang taon. Mabagal man at masalimuot rewarding pa rin naman, natapos na rin kasi ako sa pag-aaral, naks! Kulang lang siguro ako ng 4 na buwan na tulog, nagkaroon ng blood pressure na 140/100, naging butanding at tinaasan ang risk ng lung cancer. Buti naman mula sa pagiging butanding ay ka-weight division ko na ulit ngayon si Pacquiao, pero wala akong balak labanan siya, kahit nakablind fold pa siya.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walang gaanong masyadong nangyari nitong nakaraang taon sa buhay ko, wala tuloy ako maisulat sa birthday entry ko, tsk. Mas onti nga bumati sakin ngayong taon, ganun talaga pag tumatanda, mas onti na ang nakaka-alala sayo, parang hopiang di mabile, may amag sa tabi. No worries, hindi ako nagdadrama, mas importante talaga ang family sakin pag birthdays, kahit makalimot ang buong mundo, lam kong andito pa rin ang family ko,too bad wala ang aking pops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naalala ko nun noong bata ako nagmamadali akong tumanda, para magawa ko na yung mga bagay na gusto ko (umihi in public, sumipol sa mga seksing babae, magpamasahe sa barbero,etc.)Hindi ko naisip na habang tumatanda ang tao, dumarami ang mga responsibilidad niya sa buhay. Noong baby ka ang role mo ay magpacute at magpaligaya ng madlang tao, pagdating ng elementary hanggang college kelangan mong mag-aral at maging konsomisyon ng mga magulang mo, at pagkatapos mong mag-aral, ang malagim na katotohanan, kelangan mo ng buhayin ang sarili mo, tapos na ang maliligayang araw, wala ng allowance na bubuhay sa mga bisyo mo, it's time to feed yourself. Ang masama pa, narating ko na ang yugtong ito ng buhay ko. Well may nalalabi pa akong 1 buwan bago ang board exams, makapasa man ako dito o hindi, (1% chance of failing), kelangan ko ng maghanap-buhay, dahil may bubuhayin na akong panganay, biro lang, gang ngayon gang holding hands pa lang din ako...Tama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things to do before I die:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Maglakad, magsalita at magtali ng sariling sintas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Matutong mag-basketball, makipag-suntukan sa kalaro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Matutong magbike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Matutong magbaon ng panyo,gumamit ng deodorant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Magkaroon ng crush, manligaw, magpaligaw at makipag-holding hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Magkaron ng bisyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Magtapos ng pag-aaral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Maghanap-buhay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) First kiss, makabuntis, mapaanak ang sariling asawa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Mangaliwa at hindi mahuli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Mamatay at ipamana ang hekta-hektaryang lupain sa maiiwang angkan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tang na konti na lang, pede na akong mamatay ah,tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"And that's about the time she walked away from me&lt;br&gt;Nobody likes you when you're 23&lt;br&gt;And you still act like you're in freshman year&lt;br&gt;What the hell is wrong with me, my friends say I should act my age&lt;br&gt;What's my age again?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana, arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Whats My Age Again by Blink 182-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Pumatay ng ex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Pagtawanan ang pangit na boyprend ng ex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Magpahabol sa pulis, mmda, metro aide, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Sumali sa Starstruck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Umihi in public&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-4018457422287593348?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/4018457422287593348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=4018457422287593348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/4018457422287593348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/4018457422287593348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2010/04/nobody-likes-you-when-you-23.html' title='Nobody Likes You When You&amp;#39;re 23'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-1453392156030658760</id><published>2010-03-23T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T19:58:27.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty your pockets</title><content type='html'>This is a hold up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masaya palang magpalit ng wallet. Kung katulad mo akong maraming sikreto at kalagiman ang laman ng wallet, at tuwing world cup or olympics ka lang din nagpapalit ng wallet, napakaraming misteryo ang matatagpuan mo sa lumang sisidlan ng hindi lang pera kundi ng mga alaala. (Bayani theme song cue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun Fact:.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ngayon ko lang naisip na napakasama pala ni Lola (Caridad Sanchez) doon sa children's show na Bayani, tinuturuan niya yung 2 bata na nakawin ang mga artifacts na pagmamay-ari ng mga bayaning Pilipino. Buti ba kung dinadala nila sa National Museum eh pinang dedecor lang niya ng kweba niya, tsktsk,bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok tungkol ulit sa mga wallet, today ine-retire ko na yung wallet na bigay sakin ng ninang ko nung grumaduate ako ng high school. Oo ngayon ko lang pinalitan matapos ng ilang dantaon. Kaya pala sobrang bigat ng wallet ko kahit hindi ko naman nilalagyan ng pera ay dahil sa sobrang daming mga bagay na nakasingit sa mga secret compartment nito. Minabuti ko ng ilista ang mga ito for your enjoyment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Mga resibo -  ng biniling cellphone, part ng sasakyan, part ng computer, sa gym, sa grocery, sa dentist, sa review center, FORM 5, sa biniling droga at bawal na gamot. Kulang na lang tickets sa bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Mga calling card - Kapag nagwiwindow shopping kasi ako sa Raon, mahilig ako magpanggap na mayaman kaya kuha ako ng kuha ng calling cards nila kahit alam ko namang wala akong pera pambili ng kanilang mga produkto. Mainam din naman ruler ang calling cards pag may exam sa Physics at Engineering Sciences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Mga larawan - Hindi ko hilig manghingi ng picture ng mga tao,di ko rin hilig magtago ng mga sarili kong larawan, mas gusto ko talaga ang digitized version ng mga ito dahil hindi nasisira kapag nabasa ang wallet mo. Pero ilan sa mga natagpuan ko sa wallet ay grad pic ko nung high school na hindi ko alam na existent pala, grad pic ng mga classmate kong babae nung high school (naknamputa chickboy),  unang ID sa UP, ikalawang ID sa UP, student drivers license. temporary driver's license at picture ng ex. Pero wala akong picture ni Mama Mary, Godthefather, Santo Nino, Susmaryosep or kung ano mang religious artifacts, malamang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Lucky Charm - Since high school pa to ah, grabe ang kunat na!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Mga Love Letters (Yikkkkkeeee!!!!) - Lahat na siguro ng uri ng love letters ay natanggap ko na, kung saan saang medium ito nakasulat; sa mini stationary, sa post it, sa wrapper ng burger ng mcdo, sa pilas ng notebook, sa yellow pad, sa yellow pad na pink, break up letter na nakasulat sa pilas ng math notebook, treasure map, death threat, last will, taning sa buhay, winning numbers sa lotto sa 2063, instruction manual. Napag-desisyonan ko na lahat ng mga ito ay kailangan ko na itapon, dahil hindi naman ako yung tipo ng tao na namumuhay sa nakaraan (talaga lang ah), dahil isa lang ang takbo ng panahon, paabante, Nakakaaliw mang balik balikan ang mga alaala pero hanggang dun na lang sila, it's time to move on with the story, parang choose your own adventure lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di ako bitter ah, in fact masaya talaga ako sa aking mga discovery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you're lost &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you will find me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time after time"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Time After Time by Cindy Lauper-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kasi nasakin ang mapa, ang mapa pabalik sa puso ko. (Naknang bakang hilaw!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-1453392156030658760?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/1453392156030658760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=1453392156030658760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1453392156030658760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1453392156030658760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2010/03/empty-your-pockets.html' title='Empty your pockets'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-5658548117977531186</id><published>2010-03-19T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:08:03.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Burn</title><content type='html'>Pinapangarap ko ngang magkaroon muli niyan pero sa tamang pamamaraan, hindi dahil naglakad ako mula Cayco hanggang Bustillos, na totoo namang nakakaitim at nakaksunburn kahit 4 na ng hapon. Gusto kong magbabad sa dagat, sa swimming pool, sa ilog, sa batis, sa creek ng Golden City o kung saan mang may tubig na hindi galing sa banyo. Ngunit malabo dahil di tulad mo, wala akong panahon para maglakbay, maglakwatsa, magbabad sa tubig at mag sun bathing. Hindi ko rin naman trip magsunbathing dahil wala na akong iiitim pa, cancer lang aabutin ko sa arawan. Pero sayang naman ang toned body mo Balong, naks.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hindi na ako kumakain sa kagustuhang pumayat, Anorexic na yata ako, asa pa, ano ka anak mayaman? Masaya talagang mag-gym kung alam mong pag-uwi mo pinagprito ka ng nanay mo ng chicharon, binilhan ka ng coke at ng ice cream. Nirvana talaga ang combong ito, lalo na kung gusto mo mamatay ng 30 years old. Kaya salamat pala sa Century Chili Corned tuna sa pag sponsor sakin, kahit di niyo ako binabayaran o binibigyan man lang ng de latang isda. Ano bang meron si Derek Ramsey na wala ako, aba lahat ng bagay. Salamat din sa farmers ng letsugas, dahil sa inyo mataas ang fiber intake ko. Mabuhay ang mga gumagawa ng taho at sago dahil sa araw araw na nutrisyon, pero sana makagawa na sila ng Arnibal Light or Arnibal Zero, or Diet Arnibal, ayokong masanay na walang arnibal ang taho eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bakit ka nga ba nagpapapayat? Di pa ba sapat na motivation na may history ka ng Diabetes sa mother side at high blood naman sa father side? At kung nagpatuloy ang lifestyle ko nung gumagawa pa akong thesis, malamang di ako umabot ng graduation. Mali kasing gawing diet ang peanut butter and jelly sandwich, reese's peanut butter cups at choc nut. Teka puro mani yan ah, opkors, pampataas ng IQ eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayun sa tunaynalalake.blogspot.com, ang tunay na lalake ay walang abs, at naniniwala ako dito, hindi lang dahil wala akong abs, ay oo pala dahil wala akong abs. Hindi tayo dapat maging sunud sunuran sa kung ano mang ipinapakita satin ng media na dapat na anyo ng mga nilalang. Hindi mo kailangang maging sing payat si Kim Chiu, maging sing macho ni Borgie Manotoc, pero dapat maging sing pogi mo si John Lloyd Cruz, dahil siya ay naglelevel up ng tunay. Kung may tao akong ife-Face Off, si John Lloyd Cruz yun,iba ka meeeeen. Pero dapat talaga wag tayo sa panlabas na kaanyuan tumingin. Tulad naming mga lalake, ang tinitignan namin ay yung may busilak na kalooban, kalooban ng kasuotan. Kachow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maging kontento sa kung ano meron tayo, kung hindi talaga, lumapit kay Belo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But I dont suppose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Its worth the price&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Its worth the price&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The price that I would pay"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Barely Breathing by Duncan Sheik-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kantahin ng paulit ulit hanggang matapos ang 30 minutes sa treadmill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As simple as it is, the Golden Rule must be followed at all times. That's why it's a rule, if there were none, we'd just fling our crap at each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-5658548117977531186?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/5658548117977531186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=5658548117977531186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5658548117977531186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5658548117977531186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2010/03/sun-burn.html' title='Sun Burn'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-5785896386163948009</id><published>2010-02-04T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:25:11.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chewy choknat season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(211, 51, 2); font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Man,it has been a while. The good thing about this social networking site is I could rant a full blown page of text, while in Facebook I have to compress me wit in less than SMS length of characters. And it doesn't have games like poker where pocket queens could lose to three of a kind of 2's which is totally fucking outrageous. So fuck it Facebook, you just made me day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hey Valentines is just round the corner, I dont really care since I dont really celebrate it, ever, for real. Actually tons of misfortune happen during this season, I could recall 2-3 incidents since I became an adult,ish. Last year probably was the worst, UP Fair turned into Lord of the Rings: Battle for Middle Earth; had to battle orcs, saw the bloodied copper that was hit on the head by orc rocks, and had to go home early because the show got freakin cancelled, and yes I still blame you Bamboo, and yes I felt like Aragorn,hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thank heavens for friends who also dont celebrate valentines, even the couples, for there are still people to go out with, even if I had to be the nth wheel of the group. And I do hope we could all go out again this year, another videoke night would be awesome,watchutink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just 4 more months and me glory days are over, hello corporate slavehood. I should make the most of this review even if its the most boring part of the road to success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Congratulations to the new nurses, I hope you put the country first before the big bucks of going abroad. And keep on rocking those awesome uniforms, witwiw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;No more misfortune please, I am not enjoying this a bit,especially that it's not happening to me.Oh yet again, let's keep it that way na lang pala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; I know that it comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Aren't you scared that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Your will is not as strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; As it used to be?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;-Back to You by John Mayer-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aren't you scared,are you? Are you? Are you? Nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-5785896386163948009?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/5785896386163948009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=5785896386163948009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5785896386163948009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5785896386163948009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2010/02/chewy-choknat-season.html' title='Chewy choknat season'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-5332920983785655336</id><published>2009-12-30T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:25:58.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Another Year Passes By</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(211, 51, 2); font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Time does fly, whether you're having fun or not, it cannot be stopped, unless you're one of the charmed ones of course. And so another year passes us by, a lot sure has happened. I had me fare share of success and pitfalls, and most probably,so did you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I guess it's time for me to stop drinking, well for this holiday season. Something really weird happened to me last night, I wasn't drunk, nor high, but it felt like, I got drugged,or punch drunk, or had a minor heart attack. Well I go for the first 2 options, sheeesh, it felt nothing like dying, as if I know the feeling. But given the way I live me life and treat me body, it wont be long till I find out for meself. "Strawberry Fields Forever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;New year's resolution (And this is the 1st ever I will make, well maybe ever since Grade 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eat healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I cant promise meself to quit smoking,exercise regularly, and stop drinking but I hope I could stick to me old diet. (Diet = century tuna and lettuce)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hay, there is no greater boredom than this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"We only got 86 400 seconds in a day&lt;br /&gt;To turn it all around or throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em while we got the chance to say,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we’re dying"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;-Live Like We're Dying by The Script-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;In a way, we are all dying, since living would only lead us there. And with only that much time in a day, make sure to tell em that you love em. If you did yet it fails, don't look at me, we might have the same dysfunction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Uh oh,am dizzy again for no definite reason,but still, I have to live like am dying... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-5332920983785655336?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/5332920983785655336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=5332920983785655336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5332920983785655336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5332920983785655336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-another-year-passes-by.html' title='And Another Year Passes By'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-8752012619463665419</id><published>2009-12-23T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:04:53.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis Good To Be Back-With Vengeance</title><content type='html'>Well that was about two months of net absence due to some technical difficulties, but hey am back, with a burning vengeance, not really just wanted to sound cool.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Review for the board exams eats too much of me soul, especially for a person like me whose attention span is less than 15 minutes. I mean the lessons are good, really helps me refresh the things I should have learned in college. But every meeting is just an excuse for me to eat fishballs, smoke me lungs out, eat Munchers Red, chat with me buddies until our classmates complain and report us, and of course me favorite, day dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to apologize to our female classmates since they were the ones complaining for us being too noisy, however,I decided not to. I said I would like to,not that I would really do it,and I don't really care. Ganyan talaga mundo, bawal magreklamo ang hindi maganda. Just kidding ladies, just kidding, am all for the empowerment of the women. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of apologizing, I'll just leave you guys with a tip for reviewing: Try to answer the materials they give us way before they discuss em in class, so you wouldn't be totally dependent on the lecturer. Don't even eat, sleep nor flirt unless you finish the materials. There's reason why they give it to us early, okay pumpkins???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manila is totally a new place for me, dahil probinsyano ako, abay may araw pa nakabukas na ang mga ilaw, tsaka may saplot sila sa paa kahit nasa loob ng kwarto. I miss nature that is also called UP Diliman, boohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But review isn't all that bad, I have more time to do what I want, in fact too much time. Am able to read again, in less than 2 months I was able to finish 4 books (Time Travelers Wife, High Fidelity, The Alchemist and My Legendary Girlfriend). If I keep this up I might be able to read the Twilight series, who am I fucking kidding, hell no! High Fidelity is too awesome for me, Hornby you're the man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey it's the season to be jolly. But studies show that the cold is also depressing so, jolly if you're warm, *insert antonym* when its cold. Since I am totally into High Fidelity, and tis the season for making lists as well, I decided to make the Top 5 best films for me. Why films you ask, I think it's the easiest to rank if I was to rank something aside from honor students. Literature,music included, is too difficult, since imagination is a key element in appreciating such pieces, and me imagination is wilder than the wild snails of Sexmoan,Pampanga. I will never be able to rank me top five fave songs or top 5 fave books, it's like asking a parent which child you love most( the eldest???). But movies are most tangible for me, since most of the time no imagination is necessary, what you see is what you get. And oh am talking of mainstream cinema, not the artsy fartsy indie films you watch on campus. Anyhoo here it goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5) Malena (Monica Bellucci) - aside from Monica Bellucci being ultimately hot in this film, the story is genuinely amazing, and since Ive ran out of superlative things to describe this flick, I suggest you simply watch it for you to understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4) Across the Universe - the only musical film I appreciate, Chicago and Moulin Rouge wouldn't stand a chance, it's the Beatles they're dealing with here. So strawberry fields forever for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3) Scarface (Al Pacino) - who wouldn't want to be the biggest dealer of cocaine in their hood? Come on, Cuban refugee to king pin. Though Michelle Pfeiffer is as thin a paper in this film she still was hot. And who could forget the line "Say hello to my little friend!" Hello, little friend. P.S. American Gangster is a sad ripoff of this film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2) Almost Famous - You can't help but fall in love with Penny Lane, you can't help but laugh when a bandmate admits he's gay when you thought you all are going to die, and I can't help but day dream day after day after day to be almost famous, so I call forth the demigods of rock, come forth and lock horns with me! (Punks not dead!   Tararat ng Taytay!   Mga Vampira ng Kyusi!    Tulak ng Taguig Kabig ng Dibdib at lahat ng mababasa niyo sa banners ng mga orcs pag may concert)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1) Little Manhattan - all because here I realized I have the brain of a boy only 10 and 3 quarters and that I keep falling for women who are already 11 years old, hay the tragedy is unbearable. Rosemary!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you have it, top 5 movies. Other movies that I really love but didn't quite made the top 5 are 500 days of summer, that thing you do, starter for 10, life is beautiful, and tanging ina niyong lahat,pakyu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Bawat taon ay lilipas&lt;br&gt;Nagbabalik tanaw&lt;br&gt;Sa mga sinala&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Walang saysay&lt;br&gt;Kung magdudusa pa&lt;br&gt;Ang panahong ito&lt;br&gt;Sana'y hiwaga&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sing lamig nanaman ng pasko..."&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana"&gt;Hiwaga by Up Dharma Down&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana"&gt;No facebook I dont want to write on your wall since I have nothing better to say. And since I am stupidly and insanely kind, as usual I'd just keep me trap shut, what good would bashing do me really? A lot me boy, a lot, but for old lang syne me dear, for old lang syne.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-8752012619463665419?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/8752012619463665419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=8752012619463665419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/8752012619463665419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/8752012619463665419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/12/tis-good-to-be-back-with-vengeance.html' title='Tis Good To Be Back-With Vengeance'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-1215364656190020826</id><published>2009-11-04T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:55:01.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plastic Labo Chronicles</title><content type='html'>We all know since day 61 till 1461 that you are disposable, so deal with it. But hey what the heck, do what puts you to sleep at night, but good luck on trying to. We both know that this shit is scarier than Magandang Gabi Bayan's Halloween special or Shake,Rattle and Roll 1 (Manananggal).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Placing the freaky undin aside, what do you plan on doing next? Or would you just play along, as always. Just give up on the role I tell ya, it would be much healthier, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Well isnt this nice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isnt it ironic dont you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah I really do think."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ironic by Alanis Morissette-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking isn't really one of your fortes, so stop pretending man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just stop being too soft, like pudding, be more of a hopia, tough on the outside, may amag pa sa gilid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the right side of the earphone:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess tis never too late to do good in school, yeah yeah yeah I got delayed by a sem, flunked lotsa subjects, but who knew during me last sem Id get an average below 1.75, and since I took 16 units am still eligible to be CS (college student???) or whatever it means,but I heard tis a good thing. So kudos young padawan, you finally did something worth your allowance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size: 11px;"&gt;Well I guess I'm trying to be&lt;br&gt;Nonchalant about it&lt;br&gt;And I'm going to extremes to prove&lt;br&gt;I'm fine without you&lt;br&gt;But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind&lt;br&gt;Underneath a disguise of a smile&lt;br&gt;Gradually I'm dying inside&lt;br&gt;Friends ask me how I feel&lt;br&gt;And I lie convincingly&lt;br&gt;Cause I don't want to reveal&lt;br&gt;The fact that I'm suffering&lt;br&gt;So I wear my disguise&lt;br&gt;Till I go home at night&lt;br&gt;And turn down all the lights&lt;br&gt;And then I break down and cry&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana, Helvetica, Arial" size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;-Breakdown by Mariah Carey feat. Bone Thugs n Harmony-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana, Helvetica, Arial" size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana, Helvetica, Arial" size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Can you believe she's already almost 40???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-1215364656190020826?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/1215364656190020826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=1215364656190020826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1215364656190020826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1215364656190020826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/11/plastic-labo-chronicles.html' title='Plastic Labo Chronicles'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-1639889711004254562</id><published>2009-10-21T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:55:50.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Train Spotting</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;white-space: pre;"&gt;Warning: Not the Ewan McGregor flick, but watch it,pretty cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Parang hindi natatapos ang sem, hindi man lang makatulog ng mahimbing, eh kung tinapos ko ba naman lahat ng requirements on time eh di okay na sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Ngunit hindi, so suck it up man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Ang cool siguro maging driver ng MRT at LRT, sumagi lang sa isip ko dahil nasakyan ko lahat ng light rail transit ng Pinas in a single journey kanina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;From MRT3, to LRT1 then LRT2, at lahat ng biyaheng yun nakatayo ako, wala eh, chivalry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Pano kaya mag-apply sa pagiging pilot ng LRT at MRT? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;May school pa ba para dun? Eh san ka magpapractice? Sa roller coaster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Tsaka sa LTO din ba kukuha ng licence? May drug test din ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Cool din yung intercom nila, pwera yung sa LRT1, mas ngongo pa kay Mahal at Mura in unison eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Dahil sadya akong madaldal baka malaspag ang intercom na yun sakin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Kekwentuhan ko yung mga pasahero ko parang taxi driver lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; Kaso di tulad ng taxi driver, isang route lang pala dinadaanan ko araw araw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Pag umiba kasi ako ng daan,deads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Halos 5 mins away na nga ang mga station,wala pang traffic, sana lang may makinig sa kwento ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Alam ko na, gagamitin ko na lang ang intercom sa pagbibigay paalala sa mga pasahero.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Public Service #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Wag po nating hipuan ang katabi nating babae,lalong lalo na ang katabi nating lalaki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Public Service #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Tanungin muna ang babaeng oofferan ng seat kung feminist siya, baka maoffend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Public Service #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Sa station po nagbabayad ng pasahe, bawal din sabit, onsehan yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Public Service #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Wag po nating salubungin ang mga pasaherong bumababa,hindi po natin sila kamag-anak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Public Service #5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Snatcher no snatching, snatcher no snatching, everybody come on, snatcher no snatching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;at kung may magandang pasahero sa kahit ano mang freight:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Public Service #6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Miss, is your name Mickey? Cause youre so fine, youre so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Now report to the cockpit immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Yehes, cockpit, patay tayo jan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Hay, masaya talaga mangarap sa biyahe, lalo na't nakita ko nanaman ang Mahal Kita Lodging Inn kanina sa Taft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Girl: San tayo pupunta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Boy: Mahal Kita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Girl: Talaga??? (Naluluha pa sa saya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Try niyo ring mag-train hopping, pede na ring date activity yan, mura na makain pa sa oras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;You can get to know each other better, pagbaba niyo sa Taft....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Too bad I ran out of time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"So I walked under a bus&lt;br&gt;I got hit by a train&lt;br&gt;Keep falling in love&lt;br&gt;Which is kinda the same&lt;br&gt;I've sunk out at sea&lt;br&gt;Crashed my car, gone insane&lt;br&gt;And it felt so good&lt;br&gt;I want to do it again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana, Helvetica, Arial"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Buses and Trains by Bachelor Girl-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana, Helvetica, Arial"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana, Helvetica, Arial"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Buti ka pa Bachelor Girl, ako tap out na, but it felt so good I wanna do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana, Helvetica, Arial"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana, Helvetica, Arial"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ang susunod na estasyon po ay langit,lupa, impyerno, im-im-impyerno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana, Helvetica, Arial"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At nagpanic ang lahat ng mga pasahero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-1639889711004254562?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/1639889711004254562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=1639889711004254562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1639889711004254562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1639889711004254562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/10/train-spotting.html' title='Train Spotting'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-6978105906246275958</id><published>2009-10-15T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:44:03.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I guess this is it...</title><content type='html'>Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two.&lt;div&gt;When years come to just weeks now, so yeah the end is near.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel any different though, probably because this has been long overdue, or it hasn't kicked in yet, like Strong Ice, it will whappack you only  on your way home, or when you're 5 seconds from falling off a bridge, hitting a lamp post, or running over the poor bystander.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel like celebrating yet, well I still have tons to do, so it may be too early for that. Maybe am still too stressed out from the past weeks of sleeplessness. Me being stressed out over academics is really something new, the slacker that I am. Yeah, I could've done better, but I didn't. Not really the person who does his best all the time, like what I told a certain kid before, life isn't about doing your best, tis the results that matter, so don't do your best, do what makes you better. And look where it got me, still in front of the keyboard of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twas worth it I guess, I had too much fun, and am still having some till now, so hakuna matata works after all. I learned a lot, followed Mark Twain's preaching, not to let me schooling interfere with me education, and by that I mean I committed a lot of mistakes, and from that I gained knowledge, or so I think. Well whether I learned something or not,since am thicker than a tallnut, it made me who I am right now. And whether am better or worse than 5 and a half years ago, tis up to you to decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scrap Book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Describe Yourself: Judge me!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite Music: M2M (many to mention)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Motto: Keep off the grass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is your crush: Yung gumagawa ng shake sa LB,si Cleaveland Cavaliers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bachelors Degree: BS Electrical Engineering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next attraction MS maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"How many special people change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many lives are living strange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where were you when we were getting high???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Champagne Supernova by Oasis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was up higher you moron, I have a rockstar's metabolism remember???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-6978105906246275958?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/6978105906246275958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=6978105906246275958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/6978105906246275958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/6978105906246275958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-i-guess-this-is-it.html' title='So I guess this is it...'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-4189242970836280028</id><published>2009-09-21T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:27:17.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Infinity and Beyond</title><content type='html'>Almost everyone I know is leaving the country, and once they get back they leave again. Sheeesh, good ole days. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well take good care brethren, like you said, we'll see each other after 3 years, or if something happens to any one of us, i vote for the former. But for now, go back to where the beer and smokes are more than 10X the price here, where spiders can kill you and where you could interview more Asian women. Over-a-cup-of-coffee boys, raise your cups, bottles or medicine shot glasses once more, to infinity and beyond, like we always say back then. The only witnesses of our crime are the log book and the fruity people from the gumamela wing. Well the term boys may no longer be applicable to us, time flies real fast when you have fun. Reminiscing isn't really me thing, for a man of logic, i believe that time flows on a straight line, and on a single direction, forward. But hey, the over-a-cup-of-coffee days were the best I had. There I met the people I trusted the most, from whom I got the worst advices and pretty much ruined me then existent love life. (Except rainman of course, well thats why he's the rainman)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, and hopefully not for the last time, to infinity and beyond. May our plans of world domination finally succeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the disk 2 of the game:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If its that easy for me to drive away from the others, why cant I do it to you???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn you,road humps...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funfact: Me car broke down again just a while ago, sheeeesh, whats new...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Am dressed in blue and am remembering you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the dress you wore when you broke my heart"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Come Around by Rhett Miller-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still prefer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You wear nothing but you wear it so well"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Crash Into Me by Dave Matthews Band-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thats life, daydreams only happen during class hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have the rockstar metabolism, or it might be the gatorade that revived me, but I go all in on rockstar metabolism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-4189242970836280028?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/4189242970836280028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=4189242970836280028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/4189242970836280028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/4189242970836280028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-infinity-and-beyond.html' title='To Infinity and Beyond'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-1870142082715332210</id><published>2009-08-13T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:59:45.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the H???</title><content type='html'>Pareh, mustah nah???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What the fuck is wrong with you people? Ay Agosto pala ngayon,buwan ng wika, hayaan niyong iwasto ko ang sarili ko,paumnahin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anong bang problema niyong mga tao kayo??? Ngayon ko lang nalaman na bago na pala ang ispeling ng mga salitang pilipino??? May naglabas ba ng bagong diksyonaryong pilipino??? Puro academic papers at komiks na lang kasi nababasa ko eh, at mga kwento ng Precious Hearts romance na paniguradong magpapakilig at mangingiliti ng buhok mo sa ilong. Sino naman kaya ang nagsulat nito??? Mherriam Webhster???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maganda nga naman para sa diaphragm ang maraming H, mauubos ang hangin mo sa katawan sa tuwing magbabasa ka nito. Tulad ng nakita ko sa bus&lt;br&gt;"Tropang Zholid"&lt;br&gt;Zholid, tang ina, matibay pa sa bato,swabe pa sa katinko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eh ang kyut naman kasi kung may H, nah?? Anong cute sa nah??? Hayup. Parang awa mo na, kung sino mang nag text sakin nung nah, wag mo na ulitin, hindi ko maarok kasi. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eow poh??? Nawala naman ang H, pati L dinamay na din. Ayun yung H,nasa POH, ang bisayang bersyon ng osong walang salawal. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wala na akong magagawa,tanggap na ng lipunan ang sobrang daming H na salita eh.&lt;br&gt;"Walang tahwiran, nahkamamahtay, poh"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Napagtawanan na ako sa AS dahil sinabi kong "Wala akong layter" Inulit ng 2 dalagita sa aking unahan ang aking sinabi at naghagikhikan. Naisip ko na lang,mga studyante ng CAL,tsktsk. Tinuruan ako ng nung sekondarya ng magaling kong guro sa Filipino na kung anong bigkas, siyang baybay. Kaya wala akong nakitang mali sa salitang layter, at kumati ang ulo ko kung bakit nakakatawa iyon, kaya kong sabihin ang salitang lighter sa english accent, english english accent, indian accent, scottish at gay lingo, pero pinili kong banggitin ang layter dahil ito ang nasa konteksto sa pagkakataong iyon. Kung ang sukatan ng kagalingan ng tao ay sa pagbigkas niya ng salitang lighter, bugok pala talaga ako, dahil di ako pang call center, paumanhin muli. Di ko naman sinasabing pang call center lang ang CAL,hehehe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ika nga ni Gat Jose Rizal na nabasa ko sa aklat naming Quotable Quotations nung sekondarya:&lt;br&gt;"Dont gamble"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ay siya, inaantok nah ako, wala kasi akong layter nah pangsindih ng yohsi.&lt;br&gt;Gud nyt poh, mishu muah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Zholid tayoh pareh,tobhats.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Am never speaking up again, I'll use my hands"&lt;br&gt;My Stupid Mouth and the refrain part of Your Body is a Wonderland&lt;br&gt;Both by John Mayer&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-1870142082715332210?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/1870142082715332210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=1870142082715332210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1870142082715332210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1870142082715332210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-h.html' title='What the H???'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-5224604252474465722</id><published>2009-08-04T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:16:56.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis been two months???</title><content type='html'>Holy crap, tis been two months since me last post, was I that busy??? Or was I just too busy slacking off again. I usually write when I have too many better things to do, like my thesis for example. So now, instead of worrying about the most important part of me college life, here I am tapping the dirty keyboard endlessly,again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Reasons why I watch Entourage, and why you should too:&lt;br&gt;Vincent chase talking to E on the phone:&lt;br&gt;Vinny:Why are you not in this Facebook thing???&lt;br&gt;E: Cause am an adult...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Turtle out with Johnny Drama&lt;br&gt; Turtle:Do you know what my father told me???&lt;br&gt; Drama:What,that he wished he had a daughter???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;E talking to his chick Ashley:&lt;br&gt;E:So what to do you want to do???&lt;br&gt;Ashley: You...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now wouldnt you want to hear that as well, course you dont we dont think alike silly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On the side B of the cassette tape, maybe I should start treating meself seriously so people would not take me for granted, this thought passed me by while I was playing solitaire with me dog potpot. But since the damn pooch didnt give a decent reply, I was like meh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let me in with the flowers&lt;br&gt; Don't bring me down, I'm on the ground&lt;br&gt; Let me in, oh, you've got the power&lt;br&gt; To kill the pain feelin' deep within&lt;br&gt; -Let Me In by Mike Francis&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now someone please let me in cause its fuckin rainin outside???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-5224604252474465722?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/5224604252474465722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=5224604252474465722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5224604252474465722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5224604252474465722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/08/tis-been-two-months.html' title='Tis been two months???'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-3614154212267918786</id><published>2009-06-09T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:05:15.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy Pinoy Ako</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(211, 51, 2);  font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Naisip kong isulat to dahil nakita ko sa balita kanina na nasa bansa na ang Pussy Dolls. Oo, sila yung kumanta or sumayaw ng Dontcha, Beep Beep Beep Sabi ng Jeep, Jey-ho at Mmmbop. Pangalawang beses na nilang pumunta sa bansa, akalain mo yun, dahil sa mahal nila ang kanilang mga fans. Hindi ko alam kung bakit di ko matanggap na Pilipino o may bahid man lang ng pagka-Pilipino si Nicole Scherzinger, kasi naman pangalan pa lang Pinoy na Pinoy na, nampota Scherzinger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Feud&lt;br /&gt;*Top 5 Pinoy Surnames*&lt;br /&gt;1. Reyes&lt;br /&gt;2. Lopez&lt;br /&gt;3. Santos&lt;br /&gt;4.Scherzinger&lt;br /&gt;5.Gaga (Apelyido ni Lady)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siyet, mas tanggap ko pang maging pangulo si Marvin Agustin, kasi at least first lady niya si Jolina. Henaku,tapos siya ang pakakantahin niyo ng Lupang Hinirang sa susunod na laman ni Pacquiao, you know, eh kung si Martin Nivea nga di makanta ng maayos si Nicole pa kaya, try niyo kayang pakanta sa kanya yun sa concert niya on Thursday, ewan ko lang baka mas maraming demanda pa abutin nun kay "Hayden's Gate" Kho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ba lahat na lang yata ng sumisikat na artist hinahanapan natin ng dugong pinoy, o kahit bahid man lang, parang 1/256 yan na pinoy 3/4 na chinese at 1/4 na kano. So ano 1/256 na part na pinoy, hmmm, yung nagmanicure sa kanya pinoy, or yung donut na kinain niya ang nagmasa ng dough nun kapitbahay ay pinoy, mga ganung relasyon pang headlines na sa programa ni Mike Enriquez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pano mo ba masasabing pinoy ka?&lt;br /&gt;Kaya mong awitin ang Pambansang Awit sa angkop at tamang tono at letra? Oo kaya ko to, kaya Manny,ehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabisado mo pa ang Panatang Makabayan (old and new version)? Ekis na to agad, alam ko kung anong line lang ang alam niyo,dahil yun lang din ang alam ko, "Iniibig ko ang Pilipinas" Wala bang partial points??? It's the thought that counts, wala sir, mataas ang requirements eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumatangkilik ng sariling atin??? Ngayong araw na to nanood ako ng 1 episode Koreanovela, 2 Hollywood films, at sumulyap ako sa TV patrol. 2 pelikula ang pinagpipilian sa sine last week, BFF o Terminator, wala pinili ko si Ahnold over Aiai and Shawi, olats din ako dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mo kung anong holiday meron sa friday??? Ang galing tama ka, celebration ng Treaty of Paris.Ibig sabihin ang tamang spelling ng remittance ay capital El, Bi, Si. Walang hiya ka Edu tinuruan mo ng katangahan ang mga batang mag-aaral ng Pilipinas, tumpak pala ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pano nga maging pinoy, magkaron ng apelyidong lumabas sa survey ng Family Feud, maging mail order bride/husband, akusahan ng rape ang mga kano pero magpapakasal din pala sa isa pang kano, pumasok sa mga sign na exit at no entry, magpark sa no parking tow away zone, tumawid sa nakamamatay, maligo sa ilog pasig at manila bay, kumain ng balot at penoy,  uminom ng tapoy, sumali sa Amazing Race asia at irepresent ang bansa, maging sikat na boksingero,singer o kapitbahay ng magaling na donut maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan ko, kung tatanungin ang ibang bansa kung pano maging Pinoy paniguradong nakapanliliit ang isasagot nila, maging DH malamang ang sagot ng mga Singaporean, maging corrupt pa rin siguro ang top answer sa tanong na yan, kung pulis ka mangotong ka, kung opisyal ka ng gobyerno humingi ka ng lagay, pampadulas ba,gumamit ka ng Vicks, swabe bawat hagod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti ka pa Jay socially aware,oo wala naman silang nagawa, kaya dapat tayo meron. Isinisisi ko yung pagkamatay nung pulis sa UP Fair nun kay Bamboo, kunyari ka pang may pakialam sa mga bagay bagay, tatsulok pala ah, anong ginawa mo nung nagkakabatuhan na sa may entrance, pinagsabihan mo nga yung mga JJ's, in English nga lang, gago ka ba??? Orcish ang language ng mga yun tapos iEnglishin mo??? Paconyo shit pa kasi ampota, I was like dude pare man tol,.they can't comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako mismo&lt;br /&gt;"Ako mismo magpapaligo sa aso ko"&lt;br /&gt;-Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;Pero wala pa ring tatalo sa&lt;br /&gt;"Ako mismo,mamahalin ko ang mga Lasalista"&lt;br /&gt;-Kris Chew&lt;br /&gt;Taena wala ng pilipinong magugutom sa mga salitang yan, makakapag-aral na ang lahat ng bata sa Kenya at babalik ang kalupaan ng mundo sa Pangea upang makapanirahan lahat ng lahi ng sama-sama, Lasalista man o Atenista. Dahil jan may award ka brod, student lider ka na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puro ka daldal eh pabigat ka rin naman sa ekonomiya balong. Oo alam ko, pag pasensyahan niyo na yung 1 semestre kong pag-aaral na huhugutin mula sa napakalaking tax na kinukuha sa inyo ng gobyerno, mababayaran ko rin naman kayo, hintayin niyo lang ako sumikat, babatiin ko rin kayo sa ETC,TMZ at Bombo Radio.Mag-geguest din ako kay Oprah at Ellen, kakanta rin ako sa MGM Grand, kanta lang ayoko makipagsuntukan dun eh. Pero pede namang pag-igihan ko na lang tong huling semestre ko, malay mo, makatulong sa bansa yung matututunan ko, sana nga may maitulong pa ako sa bansa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hoy Pinoy Ako"&lt;br /&gt;-Bamboo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wag keyong membatow"&lt;br /&gt;-Translation ng sinabi ni Bamboo sa mga Orcs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-3614154212267918786?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/3614154212267918786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=3614154212267918786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3614154212267918786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3614154212267918786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hoy-pinoy-ako.html' title='Hoy Pinoy Ako'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-6663465565989159502</id><published>2009-05-27T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:05:59.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Isn't it stupid to catch cold during the summer season??? It's not even raining, pshhh, dunno how I got sick, probably because of the scorching hot weather and the crappy AC that Hondy has. I mean I could brag about her power and speed but not with her AC, man you can cook eggs inside her in just a few minutes under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhuhuhu, watching Korean reality TV is just too sad. If you have nothing to do, or you have something better to do but don't fell like doing it yet try watching We Got Married. Tis a Korean tv show where they pair up celebs to be in a psuedo-marriage, make them live inside one roof and do what married couples do, except the baby making activity, which was quite a bummer, just kidding. The Lettuce Couple were the best, a couple with a 6 year age gap, the woman being the elder. They were the most awkward couple at first but eventually they turned out to be more than fine. They really seemed cut out for each other but after 8 months of living together they had to end the psuedo-marriage for the guy had to do Boys Over Flower ( the Korean Version of Meteor Garden, F4 you dummy) *Sigh* How I hate sad endings, tsk, so gay dude pare man tol. But yeah if you want pure wholesome fun and giggle at the charms of Korean couples youtube We Got Married, better yet youtube the joongbo couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about Tuesdays really, the Lettuce couple always film on Tuesdays, and on the farewell episode the guy said that his Tuesdays will never be the same. I say you'll get used to it me boy, you'll get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodbye to the sky&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't fly but I feel love&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;You are my Achilles heel"&lt;br /&gt;-Achilles Heel by Toploader-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap mice are running around inside me room, what the fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-6663465565989159502?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/6663465565989159502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=6663465565989159502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/6663465565989159502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/6663465565989159502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-days-of-summer.html' title='Last Days of Summer'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-3896674154188258052</id><published>2009-05-19T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:06:09.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ham Never Gonna Dance Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(211, 51, 2);  font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Ham never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;Guilty feet have got no rhythm"&lt;br /&gt;-Hayden Kho's Rendition of George Michael's Careless Whisper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck, I wish I could sing like that guy; I don't want the pogi looks, nor the ripped body, just that immaculate singing voice that could make some slutty celeb in purple undies work her thang tethang thang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aright me summer classes are done. Dr. Yanga is the best professor in the Physics Department of the College of Science, he should win the freakin Noble Prize in Physics not only for his research in high temperature superconductivity (which I have no idea on how it works) but also for his compassion towards physics idiots like me. His love for teaching is more than enough for me to put him above Einstein, Schroedinger and Maxwell in me favorite physicists list. Yeah yeah yeah I sound like a total geek, which I am, I drool over quantum physics as much as I drool over Katrina Hallili's Barney costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more sem, come on, let's finish this, can't wait till I graduate, take the board exams, be liscenced and become a corporate slave, goddamn, no more fun time when I feel like having fun, no more chick classmates, no more baon, time to feed meself. And oh am the old bitch in class now, tsk, what a shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Being with you makes me feel so safe&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if we go out of town&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if we sleep all day&lt;br /&gt;Basta't kayakap ka ay okey"&lt;br /&gt;-Fine Time by The Eraserheads-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the century would be fine, all thanks to Vicky Belo and her partner's singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-3896674154188258052?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/3896674154188258052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=3896674154188258052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3896674154188258052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3896674154188258052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/09/ham-never-gonna-dance-again.html' title='Ham Never Gonna Dance Again'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-4775583167286194989</id><published>2009-05-09T01:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:06:29.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May-weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I guess the summer season is officially over. Tis me worst summer ever, almost no vacation, no part-A's, no women, no friends and no progress in me thesis. Sheeesh, another month of me life wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other news, nainspire ako magsulat dahil kay Sheryl at Romnick (mga totoong pangalan) at sa kanilang labstori. There's no better place to fall in love than in UP, well kung taga UP ka, kung tambay ka lang sa UP pede na rin. Bakit? Good thing you asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Para kang nasa chowking, daming choices - ano ba gusto mo? Maputi, maitim, morena, mahaba ang buhok, kalbo, maporma, walang saplot, mabango, mabantot, mahinhin, malanjutay at kung ano ano pang flavors ng adobo.  Sa laki ng campus parang lahat nandun na. At syempre given na yung matalino, well noon given na yung matalino sa mga taga peyups, madali ang conversation at understanding dahil pareho kayo ng lambda (wavelength). Pero sa mga naobserve ko lately, question mark na ang matalino talaga. Oh wag ka na magreact, papatunayan mo lang na isa ka sa mga mangmang na nakapasok sa unibersidad namin sa pamamaraan ng pag-rub ng magic lamp ni Aladin.&lt;br /&gt;Pero dahil nga chowking ang pinasok mo karamihan sa food choices mo nagfafall sa isang course, chinese cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) May org, frat/soro, toda, joda at union ka na pedeng salihan - kung di pa sapat sayo maka-meet ng samu't saring tao sa subjects mo, sumali sa mga buklod ng sangkatauhan na nakalista sa taas. Sali ka sa frat, malay mo may the one for you sa soro nila, aba malay mo brod mo pa yung the one for you, kung open naman ang isipan ng kapatiran niyo why not. (Love you brod!)&lt;br /&gt;Sa org mas lalawak ang horizons mo, may mga org nga na sobrang laki di na nila kilala yung ibang mems (ex. yung VP inte di kilala yung VP exte, exag!!!) College or univ wide man yan, di imposibleng makahanap ka dun ng taong magugustuhan mo, pangunahin dahilan na pareho kayong sumali sa org na yun cause you both have something in common, oh di ba, may spark na agad. (Ay kaorg pala kita, so, tayo na???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact: Sa org ko (UP Chi Beta) nanggaling ang mga tanging babaeng niligawan ko sa tanang buhay ko, di ko na babanggitin ang track record ko dahil malamang alam niyo na to. Sa isa ko pang org (IIEE) di na ako umaasang magkaron ng romantisismo, dahil puro kami lalaki dun, subukan niyo lang yakapin ako pupugutan ko kayo gamit ang nail cutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) There's always a happy place for your happy time - sa laki ng campus para kang si dora the explorer at kadate mo syempre walang iba kundi si boots. Nature tripping, tahakin mo ang kagubatan ng lagoon, sigurado pag labas niyo may malaria na kayo or nakapanood kayo ng libreng live show. Athletics, makisali kayo si frisbee or soccer sa sunken, magjogging sa track or acad oval, magtulak kayo ng tumurik na Ikot jeep, or mag habulan kayo mula katipunan hanggang commonwealth (Parang si eva fonda at kameraman dapat para sweet at sexy) Food trip, isaw sa kalay at law, ratapsi ng rodicks, fruit shakes ng LB, kikiam at fishball sa SC, siomai sa FA at kung nangangati kayo sa kadukhaan ng mga binanggit ko may Chokiss naman at chateu verde. At kung ikaw ang tipong gwapo/maganda sa paningin ng lasing na babae/lalaki, pede kang mag-inom sa Sarah's, Tree house (oo nakainom ako dito dati) at University Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact: "If you want to get laid Sarah's is the place to be" Sabi sa akin ito nung freshie pa ako ng isang kaklase kong upperclassman sa Bio1. Syempre naintriga ako hanggang sa dumating ang araw ng umapak ako sa may arko ng crus ng ligas,at makapunta sa Sarah's, noong araw na yun napatunayan ko.... urban legend pala yung sinabi ng classmate ko, taena barbero ampota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di lang sa loob ng campus kayo pede magsaya ni boots, maganda ang location ng UP, napapalibutan ng mga malls, inuman at gimikan na hindi lalampas sa 30 min drive or 30 min jeepney ride.Sa teacher's ville/maginhawa st. pa lang solve na kayo eh, kung gusto niyong lumayo ng konti katips, buong stretch nun itry niyo lahat, nang mamulubi kayo, ay pasensya na po kung may mga haciendero at haciendera akong readers, malamang kayo hindi mamulubi. Isang flyover at underpass lang ang layo ng eastwood. Kung gusto niyong magpakalayo layo 40 min ang antipolo OL, ang Tagaytay ay 1 and a half - 2 hours lang (oo nagawa ko na to), ang Paris, France, ewan di ko matantsa naubusan akong gas ng iaattempt kong marating yun eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At syempre pano naman kung gusto niyo ng mas happy time, (dandandandan), sesexy time na kayo, kelangan ko pa bang sabihin kung saan saan, alam naman nating lahat na&lt;br /&gt;{PARSE ERROR} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Blue Screen of Death*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagcrash yung PC ko, anyhoo, uulitn ko lang there's no better place to fall in love than in UP, oo biased yan kasi pansariling karanasan at pananaw ko yan. Kung di ka sang-ayon at may ibang lugar ka pang naisip, wala akong paki, gumawa ka ng sarili mong entry at contest tayo kung sinong mas maraming mag-aagree,para diplomatic. Ngayon bilang na ang mga araw ng pag-sstay ko sa peyups (oh Lord sana nga), at kung napaka gandang lugar ng peyups para mainlab at maglandi, ang daming panahon pala talaga ang sinayang ko sa walang kabuluhang bagay, hehehe. Kaya Romnick at Sheryl, ipagpatuloy niyo lang yan, wag sayangin ang youth niyo, magbolahan kayo ng bonggang bongga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sige, pakasal ka&lt;br /&gt;Sige, pagpatuloy mo lang&lt;br /&gt;Panakip butas na lamang&lt;br /&gt;Ako...."&lt;br /&gt;-Sige by 6cyclemind-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tang inang banda yan, mamatay sana kayo sa Tanduay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-4775583167286194989?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/4775583167286194989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=4775583167286194989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/4775583167286194989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/4775583167286194989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-weather.html' title='May-weather'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-7465409062791451681</id><published>2009-05-01T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:07:19.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor(less) Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Super long weekend, thank heavens, I needed a break, a break from doing totally nothing, maybe I should take me thesis more seriously, tis not really a walk in the park, tis not easy as pie and me future basically depends on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is ultimately weird, a storm during April, come on, pano na ang may gusto ng tan lines??? Haggard. Well pabor nga sakin to eh, di ako gaano iitim, yon ay kung may iiitim pa ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang labor day ba ay para sa mga manggagawa o para sa mga nanganganak??? Or both??? Anyhoo, isang pagpupugay para sa lahat ng manggagawang Pilipino sa araw na ito. Ganun na rin sa mga nanganganak sa panahong ito, sige lang hija, ire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ba hirap na hirap na akong magsulat ngayon??? Dati basta mahawakan ko ang keyboard may makabuluhang bagay na akong matytype, ngayon para akong nasa exam, may papel, ballpen at calcu, nalimutan nga lang lahat ng sinaulong formula. Natuyo na siguro ang creative juices ng utak ko, or wala talaga ako nun dati pa. Pag tumatanda ba mas nagiging hindi corny ang tao???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw na rin nagsabi dude, wala ka ng spark (nampootah parang alitaptap lang). Bakit??? Eh kaw kaya idol ko nun sa pagsusulat, kung maihahalintulad ka sa sikat na author, isa lang ang naiisip ko, Pol Medina Jr. Hmmm, dahil ba matanda ka na rin??? Kaya hindi ka na corny??? Or dahil siguro happy ka na tulad ng sabi mo, na nalolongkot sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami namang tanong ng entry na to, para talagang exam ang buhay ko, may matching type, loop a word, jumble letters, identification, essay writing, problem solving, modified truth and consequence, oral at higit sa lahat fill in the blanks, parang ngipin ni Rasheed Wallace. Sa exam na to walang kodigo, cheat sheet at some useful equations, pero buti na lang marami akong seatmates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh kung babalik ka pa&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang kailan kaya&lt;br /&gt;Ako dito mag-aabang"&lt;br /&gt;-Sana by Up Dharma Down-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di yan drama, theme song yan ng mga naiwan ng MRT,LRT at mga aleng naglalako ng Yakult. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-7465409062791451681?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/7465409062791451681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=7465409062791451681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7465409062791451681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7465409062791451681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/05/laborless-day.html' title='Labor(less) Day'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-1880920549942664376</id><published>2009-04-27T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:08:10.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 in 1 plus 1 = 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tanggap natin na kantahin ni Vhong Navarro sa mga TV natin ang kantang 3 in 1 plus 1 ay por, kahit napaka walang saysay ng kantang to, pero kung si piolo pascual na ang kakanta nito,magkakaron ng sigalot sa mundo ng philippine tv, kasi di kaya ni piolo sabihin ang 2-3-4 flavors galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye, another year has passed me by, masaya naman ako ngayon, mas masaya nga lang kung grumaduate ako on time, kaso wala eh,masaya kasi sa college,ayan nag over stay pa ako. Nakakadepress at nakakainspire at the same time makita ang ilan sa mga kabatch ko grumaduate, hay, pero mas nakakadepress syempre dahil maraming ibang bagay ang pedeng maging inspi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;rasyon sa pag-graduate, nagyoyosi na nga ako ng mga panahong yun di ko pa magawang matapos yung yosi ko,eh stress reliever ko na nga yun. Happy happy birthday talaga sana today, pano ba naman friday college grad,kahapon university grad, sunod sunod na celebration sana,tsk, sayang, ano ba kasing pinag-gagawa ko sa college life ko. Well kung isusummarize ko 3 bagay lang yun:&lt;br /&gt;1)Nag-inom at pumarty - well  nagsimula sa over-a-cup-of-coffee, naging tuesoc, nagsubside naman na ngayon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Nambabae - given ng malakas kumain ng oras to (yehes parang ang gwapo ko nampoota)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Tumambay - malamang ito pinakamalakas kumain ng oras ko,ang gumawa ng walang katuturang bagay, inhale exhale ka lang for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay,simula nanaman ng 1 pang taon para sakin bukas, pero bago yun,magbalik tanaw muna tayo sa mga pangyayari last year. (Sineskwela theme song pasok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unang una, last year natapos ang love story ko na 3 years in the making, oo 3 years, parang pelikula talaga, mas matagal pa yung the making sa totoong palabas, para sakin pumatok naman ito sa takilya, ewan ko sa inyo, pero ako kahit tragic ending ok lang, hindi lahat ng palabas ay happily ever after talaga, namamatay din naman si FPJ pag nakipag barilan siya sa 10 helicopter, 23 tangke at 2 submarine. Hindi ko naman sinabing ako si FPJ kaya isang email lang sakin taob na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nais ko ring humingi ng paumanhin sa mga naudlot kong love story last year, di ko intensyon sayangin ang panahon niyo, and kung nakasakit ako in any way, pasensya na talaga, pede niyo akong sampalin, 5 piso lang kada hampas. Pero sana kalimutan na natin ang lahat, bitawan na dapat ang wala ng mapanghahawakan, sawa na rin ako sa paulit ulit na pag-papaliwanag. Lalo na ikaw,oo ikaw, this may sound harsh pero I think it's time for you to grow up. And besides, napakaraming lalaki sa mundo, kaya napakaraming mas higit sakin; anjan si Piolo Pascual,Dingdong Dantes,Johnny Depp at Marc Nelson, so far sila pa lang yung nakita kong higit sakin kaya no point being stranded for someone like me (naknangpootahhh ang gwapo mo balong!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasensya na talaga, di uso sakin ang second servings, kasi ganun ang mundo, walang rewind, walang subtitles, at walang return and exchange policy pag di gumana basta may resibo ka. Laging forward ang takbo ng oras and there's no point pondering and remaining in the past. Ganyan talaga, ika nga ng Aegis, basang  basa sa ulan, oo alam ko di konek yung sinabi ko sa nais kong ipahiwatig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year nagawa kong mag quit magyosi ulit, pero 3 linggo lang halos, kasi ganung katagal lang din kami magkasama, oh di ba, only quitters quit talaga, at work is work. Nagkaron na rin pala ako ng sariling kwarto, and this is where no magic happens, di pa nga tapos pinturahan eh, kasi naman nagdarahop na ako. Kaya sana this year bumalik na ang mga salapi sa wallet ko, come on wala na nga akong kababaihan pati ba naman kaperahan wala pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe,tumatanda na ako,tsk lalo na siguro mga magulang ko. Mother goose and pops, sorry at di pa ako graduate, di ko masabi sa inyo personally kasi di naman madrama ang fam natin in the first place. Dad di mo na ako kelangan regaluhan, sobra na yung pag-aralin mo pa ako ng 1 pang sem, eh dapat nga nagpapahinga ka na lang dito sa bahay,umuwi ka lang sobrang saya ko na kahit mag-away tayo agad sa 1st hour nating pagkikita. Pasensya na mother goose kung di lang minsan ako nagdulot ng hapis sa iyo, nanay nga talaga kita, kasi kaw lang ang babaeng kayang magcontain sa ugali kong sing baliko ng mga sungay ko. Onting tiis na lang po,malapit na ako grumaduate,well sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro gang dito na lang muna isusulat ko,para maging valid na birthday writeup ko to,30 min na lang tapos na ang happy kaarawan ko. Maraming salamat sa lahat ng nakaalala, sa mga nagregalo (Les para sa cake at van para sa 2 boteng vodka),or kahit di niyo naalala birthday ko ok lang,thank you na rin at masunugan sana kayo, joke lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masarap mabuhay dito sa mundo, kaya sana bigyan pa lagi ako ng pagkakataon mabuhay, at sana everyday may mapasaya ako,para naman maging worthwhile ang stay ko, at masabihan ako ng "The world needs more people like you, and I do,too", kasi ilang beses ko na yan sinabi sa mga chicks, syempre effective, tang na parang syoktong pag di ka pa nagkakaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are places i'll remember&lt;br /&gt;All my life though some have changed&lt;br /&gt;Some forever not for better&lt;br /&gt;Some have gone and some remain&lt;br /&gt;All these places have their moments&lt;br /&gt;With lovers and friends i still can recall&lt;br /&gt;Some are dead and some are living&lt;br /&gt;In my life i've loved them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of all these friends and lovers&lt;br /&gt;There is no one compares with you&lt;br /&gt;And these memories lose their meaning&lt;br /&gt;When i think of love as something new&lt;br /&gt;Though i know i'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know i'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life i love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i know i'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know i'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life i love you more&lt;br /&gt;In my life i love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life by The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes the song says it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-1880920549942664376?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/1880920549942664376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=1880920549942664376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1880920549942664376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1880920549942664376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-in-1-plus-1-22.html' title='3 in 1 plus 1 = 22'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-2848094421161511216</id><published>2009-04-21T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:08:47.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now You've Done It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(211, 51, 2);  font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't you hate it when people talk ill of you, to make things worse they can't say these things to your face. I mean come on dear, I didn't know you were this pathetic, I shouldn't have wasted me time with you in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you were just telling the truth, good good, it's good that you try to do that shit sometimes, so I wouldn't be confused, I like things to be very straight forward, like Programming in C Machine Problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do the same, tell people the truth, about the sin, the past, but if I would do that, I would just stoop down to your level, and that's what am trying to avoid, turn into someone like you, pathetic and lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's best to just tell people what you really want, this makes things less complicated. And don't be surprised when people stand up to you, sheeeesh, someone has to do it, too bad it had to be me, well you're lucky it was me, for I could still keep the Grim and Evil at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If talking trash and shit, oh excuse me, of the the truth would make you happy, fine, so be it. Don't expect me to be affected by your ranting though, there's nothing you could throw at me that I haven't already heard. But there's a million things that I could tell you that would cut you so deep you'd bleed out dry. Good for you am this nice that I could just keep mum and not bitch around like you do. But don't push it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just fine pretending Im not"&lt;br /&gt;-All That Ive Got by The Used-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aba kawawa ka naman kung ako inaalipusta mo, ano ka pa kung ganun???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-2848094421161511216?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/2848094421161511216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=2848094421161511216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/2848094421161511216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/2848094421161511216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-youve-done-it.html' title='Now You&apos;ve Done It'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-7224774594065696196</id><published>2009-04-20T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:08:53.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse the Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Come on man, I just washed the car yesterday, now it looks like I just finished a leg of WRC, sheesh. Somethin so not right with the weather, I guess global warming really makes it more interesting. Though it's raining it's still kinda hot, and yet there was a grave chill that just ran down me spine, or maybe it's just an insect, a spider or kukurach I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lie if you'd say you're not afraid to be alone, at the moment and in the near far future. Man is a social being, without other human beings, you'd most likely go insane and kill yourself, like love birds do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Birds of the same feathers make eggs together"&lt;br /&gt;-Smart ass one liners by dude-na-hindi-punk (pen name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lintik na balahibo to oh,hirap makahanap ng kapareha, ano ako dodo??? Extinct na yung mga kauri ko, at ako na lang ang buhay??? Buti pa yung ibang tao,parang feather duster, yung balahibo galing sa samu't saring manok, kaya kahit kanino compatible. Eh kung magiging feather duster ako pipiliin ko na yung gawa sa sari manok o sa ibong adarna, para pang fairy tale ang dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko naman sinasabing gusto ko ng gumawa ng eggs, oo masaya yun pero wala pa sa plans ko yun ngayon,you pervs. I just don't like being a lone wolf, well lone dodo pala, shivering in a good way is a good feeling talaga, and tis more potent than the strongest drug, could get you high and hooked in no time, parang spaghetti with a dash of marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gang ngayon ba naman nagddrama ka My Dra.??? Hehehehe, well pareho tayo, and ayun remind me to buy you cats nga if the worst happens. But you're not the person who should be worrying bout these things, like I told you time and time again, you're gorgeous dear, ay wait sayo ko ba sinabi yun??? Oo sayo nga, yata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isnt it ironic, don't you think?"&lt;br /&gt;-Ironic by Alanis Morissette-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I really do think, for this is exactly what I prayed for, kaya I should be extremely overjoyed, tsk, kaso parang hindi ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squawk,squawk or whatever sound that dodo's produce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-7224774594065696196?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/7224774594065696196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=7224774594065696196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7224774594065696196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7224774594065696196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/04/curse-weather.html' title='Curse the Weather'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-8653714362335469675</id><published>2009-04-19T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:08:58.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Heat (sizzle sizzle)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Before I take a crap today I decided to write something first, so when I take a dump later, full force na,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer time is the worst time to be single, goddamn it is. So much free time doin nothin, tis the time to be bitter, pano naman the other day nung nasa mall ako, gusto ko ng tanungin yung isang girl, "are you seriously going out with that guy???", hindi naman sa nanlalalait ako,di naman din ako gwapo, mejo lang, eh kasi naman,unfair talaga ang mundo. Dapat siguro maglandi na ako ulit, ang dami pa namang umiintriga sakin, "kaw balong kelan ka papakasal?" Punyeta kadate nga wala ako ngayon eh kasal pa kaya, tsaka nasira na ang concept ko sa kasal, makikiuso na lang ako, yung unang mabubuntis siya na ang ever after, bahala na kung happily o hindi, kaso isa pang dilemma, baog yata ako,tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko pa rin naman ng ideal wedding kumbaga, magsisimula as friends, magliligawan, maglalandian, magiging kayo, magiging kayo pa rin after a few years, mangangaliwa ako pero di niya mahuhuli, hanggang sa marealize ko na ready na akong magpakasal at may pambili na ako ng a million peso worth engagement ring,para sure na pakasalan ako syempre. Kaso baka may apo na kayong lahat wala pa ako dun sa realization state, pero eto nga yung ideal case for me,libre naman mangarap eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess me glory days are over, tapos na ang feeling-rockstar days ko, isa na lang akong supernova, yuck ambakla pakinngan, isa na lang akong ordinaryong indio, struggling for a better future, and searching for the perfect partner or whoever close to it. Teka, kelan ba naman ako nakaangat sa kapwa ko, di naman nanyari yun, parepareho lang naghihirap, nasasarapan at lumuluha sa araw araw na takbuhin. Pwera na lang kung anak ka ng the following:&lt;br /&gt;1. Chavit Singson&lt;br /&gt;2. Henry Sy&lt;br /&gt;3.Lucio Tan&lt;br /&gt;4. Gloria Arroyo&lt;br /&gt;5. Mga magulang ng mga kaklase ko sa scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;6. Sharon Cuneta&lt;br /&gt;7. at syempre si Erap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umuulan na at sakit na ng tiyan ko,tama na siguro to for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you have a minute why dont we go&lt;br /&gt;Talk about it somewhere only we know"&lt;br /&gt;-Somewhere only we know by keanne-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer ba talaga eh bakit umuulan???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-8653714362335469675?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/8653714362335469675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=8653714362335469675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/8653714362335469675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/8653714362335469675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/04/summer-heat-sizzle-sizzle.html' title='Summer Heat (sizzle sizzle)'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-8977943250535448455</id><published>2009-04-17T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:09:02.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhhh may gaahhhhd!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's so init here in the philippines that my hand like got burned when I made hawak the manibela the other day when I was on the way home from my scuba diving class. I was so inis kasi couldnt the government make the panahon more lamig here for us. Grabe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tang inang yan,nahahawa na ako sa mga kaklase ko sa scuba, tang ina kasi yang CRS eh sa 5 taon ko ng pag-aaral sa UP di ako nabigyan ng pre-enlisred na PE na gusto ko, ayan tuloy napunta ako sa class na mga haciendero at mga princessa ang laman. Di sapat na may kotse ka eh,dapat may driver,kasi kung wala pobre ka,kagaya ko. Tang ina,sa UP pa ba ako nag-aaral,paaralan ng mahirap,ulol,mahirap ba naman yung dual ang citizenship (Indio at dugong bughaw in one). Kaya ang lonely ko dun sa PE na yun,bad trip,nangangti kasi ako sa kasosyalan ng mga classmate ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galit ako sa mangga,kasi habang nagddrive pauwi kahapon along CP Garcia may nalaglag na mangga mula sa puno,tumama kay hondy. Akala ko wala lang ng makita ko kanina,tang ina ang laking dent!!!! Hay,dahil jan maghihiganti ako sa mga indian mango sa ref.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the softer side of the pudding...&lt;br /&gt;The key to a happy life is lowered expectations.How many times have I said this shit???&lt;br /&gt;I even gave it a shot. However, when you have lowered your expectations and still end up unhappy, aba, always aim for the stars na,so if you fall you land on the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are just a pretty face. Well buti na lang pretty ka, kung hindi,naku,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade"&lt;br /&gt;-Shimmer by Fuel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I have nothing to be proud of, I have achieved none yet. Pero mas wala kang maipagmamalaki sakin, that am sure of.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-8977943250535448455?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/8977943250535448455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=8977943250535448455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/8977943250535448455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/8977943250535448455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/04/ohhhh-may-gaahhhhd.html' title='Ohhhh may gaahhhhd!'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-6697597479689688461</id><published>2009-04-15T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:09:07.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Careful careful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Be careful with what you wish for, you might just get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am an extremely nice person but I don't know what I ate that made me do that, or allowed me to do that. You said you wanted out,so I let you do what you wanted, though twas against me will,well maybe. What's more alarming is that I am not bothered nor guilty for what I did, or what I let you do. Anyhoo, what's done is done so no more room for regret whatsoever. This really means farewell,finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I told you, no one probably has ever did that you, or would dare try. And like you told me, "iba ako". Of course am different, sad to tell you that your quips won't work on me everytime, drama wouldn't bring me to me knees. I may be ultimately nice but not to the point of stupidity,well sometimes. Well maybe I've flushed out what I feel for you, so I could be a total jackass and not be guilty bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You got a fast car, I want a ticket to anywhere"&lt;br /&gt;-Fast Car by Tracy Chapman-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a fast car,and it just drove past you,sorry and farewell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-6697597479689688461?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/6697597479689688461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=6697597479689688461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/6697597479689688461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/6697597479689688461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/04/careful-careful.html' title='Careful careful'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-924821907546044075</id><published>2009-04-12T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:02:03.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break's over, back to business</title><content type='html'>Holy week and the holidays are over. Back to work for some, back to school for me and it seems I head back to what I thought I was getting away from. And yes, we all know I have to put an end to this insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis a shame that something so little can hold me this far back. Come on raging hormones, deal with it, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did you do over the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;If you had tons of fun, curse you then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Met this girl on Monday, took her for a drink on Tuesday"&lt;br /&gt;-Seven days by Craig David-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Wednesday never came, thank heavens it didn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-924821907546044075?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/924821907546044075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=924821907546044075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/924821907546044075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/924821907546044075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/04/breaks-over-back-to-business.html' title='Break&apos;s over, back to business'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-4209491242712068783</id><published>2009-04-09T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:03:46.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turbo TIme Consumer</title><content type='html'>Well that was a waste of good two months. Shame on you for wasting me time, shame on me for letting you. We would've been great I think, even though I know your past and all, however there's no more we, and I believe there will never be, just you, and me with a bad temper. I can't believe I was willing to overlook all that, am I that nice? Am I that desperate? Or are you just that good in luring me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never really know what you want, and that's exactly what I hate. And oh,don't flatter yourself too much, thank heavens I could hold me tongue most of the time. It doesn't hurt to be rational sometimes, actually it's wise to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no good bye, this is just a farewell. Good luck on what you want with your life, well whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im in love with my own sins"&lt;br /&gt;-America's Suitehearts by Fallout Boy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From pseudo love to pity; see people do change, turbo fast...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-4209491242712068783?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/4209491242712068783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=4209491242712068783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/4209491242712068783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/4209491242712068783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/04/turbo-time-consumer.html' title='Turbo TIme Consumer'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-644795555503483923</id><published>2009-03-30T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:05:10.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blog</title><content type='html'>Hello blog,how have you been? Twas quite a while din ah. Now here I am again, ranting at you. Why? Cause am fucked up again. But that's why I created you, you are the best stress ball, my best confidant, you do not complain and you keep good secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really something about Mary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I am so pathetic, I know that you are replaceable, everyone is. In fact you are far from my ideal girl. But you got a good grip on me, kudos to you for that. I have more reasons not to have you but here I am still chasing, still hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Para ka kasing water dispenser, may hot and cold"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the sweetest thing today, like nothing happened but tomorrow you stab me with that grave chill. And I fall for it every single time. What the fuck...&lt;br /&gt;All people change, you know that, but you don't believe that I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I am not the one at loss in this, hell yeah. But I wish you are only half amazing, so I wouldnt have to feel this way, again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get when you fall in love???&lt;br /&gt;I say bruises on the knees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-644795555503483923?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/644795555503483923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=644795555503483923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/644795555503483923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/644795555503483923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-blog_30.html' title='Hello Blog'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-7251540786639207716</id><published>2009-03-29T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:37:53.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blog</title><content type='html'>Hello blog,how have you been? Twas quite a while din ah. Now here I am again, ranting at you. Why? Cause am fucked up again. But that's why I created you, you are the best stress ball,  my best confidant, you do not complain and you keep good secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really something about Mary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I am so pathetic, I know that you are replaceable, everyone is. In fact you are far from my ideal girl. But you got a good grip on me, kudos to you for that. I have more reasons not to have you but here I am still chasing, still hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Para ka kasing water dispenser, may hot and cold"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the sweetest thing today, like nothing happened but tomorrow you stab me with that grave chill. And I fall for it every single time. What the fuck... &lt;br /&gt;All people change, you know that, but you don't believe that I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I am not the one at loss in this, hell yeah. But I wish you are only half amazing, so I wouldnt have to feel this way, again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get when you fall in love???&lt;br /&gt;I say bruises on the knees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-7251540786639207716?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/7251540786639207716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=7251540786639207716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7251540786639207716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7251540786639207716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-blog.html' title='Hello Blog'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-7708669372159221056</id><published>2008-12-23T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:26:48.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beggar'/><title type='text'>Tis the Season to be Jolly-hotdog</title><content type='html'>Aright,another sleepless night for me I guess. Am having trouble sleeping lately,must be because of me new room. Oh yeah,we've finally moved in the new and improved house, well mejo improved. I still have to paint me walls and turn it to the biggest chord chart Ive ever seen. And me tiles are uber cool, its not so obvious that I go gaga over it. Like am the Fab 5's new recruit, wait that would make it Fab 6 then, anyhoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot more things to be thankful for in life. No matter what problem, hardship or trouble you ran in to, life gives you perks and prizes as well. Right now I can say am alright, not extremely happy not excessively sad, just fine I guess. Maybe the thought that am not the only one suffering makes it easier, but no, I bet that aint the reason for this emotional stability. I just hope this would last, even just for 3 days, like a henna tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to have a tattoo. However I just found out that the faith forbids me to do so. I'll just keep fantasizing about a neat tattoo and making it with Christine Reyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now for our semi-hero, I really dont know, I dont know what I want to do. I like to complicate things even though I know the right thing to do, adds a little spice as they say. And oh, I knew exactly what to do years ago, am just really really stubborn and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know what you want. Or whatever it is you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all I want and need this Christmas.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 100,000 pesos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-7708669372159221056?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/7708669372159221056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=7708669372159221056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7708669372159221056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7708669372159221056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2008/12/tis-season-to-be-jolly-hotdog.html' title='Tis the Season to be Jolly-hotdog'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-3935516400063647014</id><published>2008-12-02T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:41:51.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hooters'/><title type='text'>Ho Ho Hoes</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas,you can feel it in the air,that grim chill,that loud singing,that booze calling me out.Oh wait I have no Christmas.Then what the fuck was that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walang magaling na barbero na may magandang buhok. Kaya pag magpapagupit kayo dun sa pangit ang gupit"&lt;br /&gt;-Sir Wali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EE profs are the best,the 1st line is one of the best 1 liners Ive ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After saying this, I was no longer listening to him for I was in deep thoughts. What he said  is a fact actually;cause if a barber has a good hairdo,it means someone else cuts his hair. But if his do is bad, means he did it to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought am like a barber after all. Not to brag,am quite the smart ass. Ask me even a midlife crisis question Id have a decent reply in a flash. Advice is something Id never ran out of,aside from alcohol,for me friends. But when it comes to helping meself,I happen to be helpless. I suck at building meself up. In short I cant cut my own hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember little Nikki askin me this:"Kuya Balong,musta love life?"&lt;br /&gt;And I replied:(After 46 seconds of sweating profiously) "Ito parang dinosaurs,extinct na"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats that no more follow up questions please. What a lame and corny answer,too bad it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now am helping someone set bitterness aside, it may be working for her but twould never work for me,cause Im ampalaya plus and papaitan in one. And am tired and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single and broke,the only joy is this blog,and Eva Fonda's fountain of youth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-3935516400063647014?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/3935516400063647014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=3935516400063647014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3935516400063647014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3935516400063647014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2008/12/ho-ho-hoes.html' title='Ho Ho Hoes'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-3126782849046189230</id><published>2008-11-23T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:58:29.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Set It Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's the start of another wonderful sem. This should be the last one however, the college slacker that I am, decided to prolong my college education for one more sem. Am sorry dear mother and father for even though you guys raised me well and gave me pretty much everything that I wanted and needed, I still failed you for I couldnt graduate on time,well thats life,shit happens. And failing happens to the best of us, I just happen to be better at it than anyone else. At least I am 2 sems away from graduating,only a few units away from proving to everyone who looked down on me that I aint a worthless piece of sheyt and maybe prove to parents(esp. mothers) that I may be worthy of having their daughter's hand. I may not be a billionare, an heir nor a genuis, but I am a man with an ambition and the drive to better himself,hungry for success and some potato chips at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's surprising how many people around me are breaking up. Is this a fad?? Well who wants break ups other than people singing "Sad to Belong" during booze and videoke nights. But for me who sings "The Hurt"  this certainly is a tragedy over and over again. On the bright side, I wont be the only person spending his Christmas alone in the cold. Oh wait, I dont have Christmas,so fuck that thought. But it isnt all bad, there is still hope for some of em,like the story of Civil Buddy and Old Genuis, civil buddy says theyre still talking, and this isnt really the first time they broke up,so I think Civil Buddy would find a way,if not,what a tragic loss this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And there's also My Dra. and The Apprentice, lasted more than a year, but suddenly the train stops. Guess what the problem was,ding ding ding,right parents and studies and the unfair roullete of life. Too bad for the apprentice Dra. is one hotty, and I started noticing that a long time ago but it took a lot of time for that info to reach me brain from me eyes,and me brain processes things slower than the Philippine Judicial Process,in short when I realized that,twas too late. Anyhoo, what the hell she's single again,wanna take a shot me boy?? Meh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kudos to the people who could bounce back from such tragedy; for I know I couldnt. Am still stuck wishing for silly things that I know wouldnt happen unless Erap becomes president again. Maybe I have reached my limit,I thought I could bend and not break,I didnt realize I was already brittle and fragile. And here I am still shattered to pieces,without even an effort or struggle to recollect meself. I am horribly weak when it comes to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to revive oneself I guess is to let go of all the wonderful things you used to have with the other person. Love changes the perception of people to simple things,monay becomes cake,tuyo into salmon and cheap hotel rooms become the king's quarters. Shed a new skin, turn a new leaf, put the egg in the basket,yeah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If only twas that easy for me. The fact that even though she gained a little weight she's still the one capt. winky would salute to, doesnt help either. I need to be half amazing,and find someone way hotter than her,then I'll be alright. The problem now is,where to start looking. Up there buster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its amazing how Little Miss Philippines brought the world of the Big Bad Wolf down, for the second time around. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Little Red Riding Hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Imma eat ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-3126782849046189230?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/3126782849046189230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=3126782849046189230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3126782849046189230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3126782849046189230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2008/11/set-it-off.html' title='Set It Off'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-599700097059043080</id><published>2008-11-14T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:37:51.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Hum Give Me Rhum</title><content type='html'>I am miserable. Friday night,at home,what the fuzz. And I was even invited to go party tonight,but still here I am,sulking in me corner. Feeling miserable as ever. I guess this shit never really ends. So somebody kill me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching "I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry". Something bout being queer puts a smirk on me face, but I aint gay, no seriously. Its just that the man in me is still dead,or double dead. I never miss out on parties,I always go "what comes before part b? part-a!!". But now here I am tapping mindlessly on the keyboard. I dunno what has become of me,am I too old to go out,or am I that lazy. Twas a good party pa naman,free entrance free flowing drinks, and chinitas all around, what could be better, well the only thing better right now for me is if I could still get me ass there, but thats far from happenin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punch me I bleed&lt;br /&gt;I can bend and not break&lt;br /&gt;Or I could break and take it with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank heavens for good bone structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am out of time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-599700097059043080?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/599700097059043080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=599700097059043080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/599700097059043080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/599700097059043080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2008/11/ho-hum-give-me-rhum.html' title='Ho Hum Give Me Rhum'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-5339898614813076480</id><published>2008-11-07T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:25:58.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cant wait'/><title type='text'>Nam nam nampoota</title><content type='html'>I guess the start of the sem is the mark of me sem break. I never really had a real sem break since I had 2 fucking final exams the other day. And that aint the worst part, am down with the flu as well, life was the pits for me this past few days. I went to another country so I could go home sick. And now I would like to write an unbiased entry for the country of vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate flying, you can put me on a boat,try to sink it, I could freakin swim to save my ass; put me on a fast car.bus or jeep, I wouldnt even complain;put me on a plane,and I cant fuckin fly.I know how to be high but fly,nosirree. And flying hurts you a lot when you have a bad case of sinusitis like I do. The 2 hour flight wasnt really that bad,but still I hate flying,and damn cebu pacific for cutting the baggage weight limit from 20 kgs to only 15 freakin kilos,thats about the weight of me leg,what the fuzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vietnam is a country with a vibrant tourism yet the people suck at speaking english,theyve been colonized by the french,dutch and americans and all they got was a bad scar from the war. Whats weird is they understand the word "yes" but never the word "no". Man you can never say no to a vietnamese that he would readily understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was wonderful,I savored every drop of aji no moto in each meal,yummy. They love their vegetables especially the lettuce and the giant toge (bean spouts). And shrimp is abundant, like they grow on trees, Bubba Gump would definitely lose their business when faced against these guys. The local beer wasnt that bad as well, but Saint Michael still is my favorite. Saigon beer is a whapping 450 ml of 4.3% alcohol lagger beer. 333(Bababa) is at 5.6% and tastes as bitter as my feelings towards you. The local cigarrette is still the prized winner, Bastos Deluxe, damn that beats Astro and Champion. Sports apparel (dry fit shirts etc.) are less than $5 each,not bad and most of the clothes prices are not far from the prices in 168. And I spent a lot of dough on clothing, hello fake BAPE and Burberry,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women were sooooo beautiful,no bullcrap, our models here would only pass as sellers in the market there, my eyes were burning for trying to pick out and scan all of em. They had relatively fair skin tone like we do,without the acne problem though,kinis to the max. But as our tourist guide told us, no motorcycle, no girlfriend. But I drive a fuckin car, and I cant even ride a freakin bicycle,so am a total loser in Vietnam. Well not much a surprise, I do have a car here but still no girlfriends,what a sad travesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I hate the most was the vietnamese were so horny, they could not control themselves from pressing their honkers while driving,may it be a bus,taxi or motorcycle. Man if I was driving on their streets I would be Al Capone after a few minutes. Well the reason behind their horniness is the lack of traffic lights and enforcers on the steets. So they have to honk for every steet,corner,intersection,bridge,sidewalk and patio they drive thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect the people fot their will to pull the country from the pits of poverty. Vietnam is country vastly devastated by war,well because of good ol Uncle Sam. It is a poor country, but you can see the people try and struggle,the reason they dont understand no is because no would mean no food on the plate. It wouldnt be a surprise  for their economy to surpass ours, for the people there strive and they deserve that. Us,well we'd stay leaches on our "allies" and eventually die and fall off as well when they do. We may be gifted with minds worthy or recognition but also we posses the spirit of crabs and sloths,and maybe jellyfishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont enjoy flying,and going out of the country. I want to explore these lands first,submerge meself in this culture first, make this country a better place for my children,then maybe then,Id go to Hong Kong Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next trip,Macau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont look back in anger,its not too late.&lt;br /&gt;But it already is....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-5339898614813076480?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/5339898614813076480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=5339898614813076480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5339898614813076480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5339898614813076480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2008/11/nam-nam-nampoota.html' title='Nam nam nampoota'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-54465460124079608</id><published>2008-08-23T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:50:05.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Dont Know Why?</title><content type='html'>And I Don't Know Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say all the right things&lt;br /&gt;At exactly the right time&lt;br /&gt;But I mean nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;And you dont know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Everything You Want-Vertical Horizon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is still aching due to the lack of sleep, dehydration and the booze last night. And the fact that theres another booze session tonight isnt really helping at all. But am a good boy now so am not drinking tonight. Instead here I am banging my keyboard for a another fun-filled story of my life,yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night:&lt;br /&gt;Last night twas okay,me and my best buddies gathered to celebrate our 6th anniversary, happy anniversary to PALAKOL(People Against Liquor And Knowledge Of Lust) ,though we were down in numbers I can say twas a success.&lt;br /&gt;I found out me friend and his girl for 3 years finally broke up,"wow uso talaga to ngayon" was whats in my mind, aside from teenage pregnancy, break ups are as common as chinese people in 168 mall. Well that guy doesnt have to be depressed at all for he is the pinoy Usher,for real, but still he seemed devastated. I was gonna go "wait till you hear my story" but since I wouldnt want to feel uberly miserable last night I just kept mum. Actually ka tonio said that his(the other guy) sad story was nothing compared to mine, but no one dared ask me what happened to me so I didnt share me story,actually theres nothing really to share since am still hlaf clueless of what really happened. Like before, am still playing pin the tail of the donkey,on the monkeys ass. Or I already know the truth but too scared to face it.  And oh thanks to karen for trying to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving her what she wants or needs doesnt necessarily mean you getting what you want or need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ooohhh would you hurt the man who loves you??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you would, you need this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-54465460124079608?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/54465460124079608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=54465460124079608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/54465460124079608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/54465460124079608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-i-dont-know-why.html' title='And I Dont Know Why?'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-1661516334169170771</id><published>2008-08-18T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:16:17.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><title type='text'>Is the beer bitter??</title><content type='html'>Is the beer bitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just me. Actually I am 32 flavors of bitterness right now. And I dont expect things to get better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think it's fair to do whats best for you and you alone&lt;br /&gt;Its only fair to do the same to me when youre not home&lt;br /&gt;I think its time to make this something that is more than only fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you call I will answer&lt;br /&gt;If you fall Ill pick you up&lt;br /&gt;And if you court this disaster&lt;br /&gt;Ill point you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Call and Answer-Barenaked Ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice song,really hits the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost became bankrupt awhile ago, I guess am really an impulsive buyer,&lt;br /&gt;I dont think much,I just whip out the cash (naks), I guess I could also spend the money Ive been saving for us since summer,since theres no more us,I have something left for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super long weekend,I have to get catch up with my sleep. I have to burn 10 Kgs off my ass, and I have a ton of school work to do,hay,this is the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer and moo fries dont match. Wow moo fries,may tizzers na ako sa bahay! Where the heck is tizzers?? Best damn potatoes ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am meant to be alone,for I take more than what I give,so deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-1661516334169170771?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/1661516334169170771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=1661516334169170771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1661516334169170771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1661516334169170771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-beer-bitter.html' title='Is the beer bitter??'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-1643358206349249124</id><published>2008-08-01T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:26:09.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dripping'/><title type='text'>So,what now??</title><content type='html'>I really cant understand you dear,seriously.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when it rains all day. I guess the weather and I are expressing the same feelings. Hay, how I wish I could take a drag outta a cigarette right now, but I cant,cause am at home,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now?? The question I wish I could answer. And I was hoping she'd tell me but I guess she decided to keep it to her self again. Or maybe am just too stupid to know  that this is really the end, that there's no more us, there's just her and  there's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, poor old me. I guess all the sleep I got from my jeepney rides really paid off, for am still awake till now. There's nothing good to write about really, I just want to tap my keyboard, in a sensible manner. And as if someone would read this post. I dont think I have imaginary readers as well. That means I read what I write, and aint that silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay am really miserable,let the rain pour down,show me what you got.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-1643358206349249124?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/1643358206349249124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=1643358206349249124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1643358206349249124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1643358206349249124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2008/08/sowhat-now.html' title='So,what now??'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-872665864270014522</id><published>2008-07-28T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T13:20:15.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='32 flavors of bitterness'/><title type='text'>Never Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Never ever have I ever felt so low&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna take me out of this black hole?&lt;br /&gt;Never ever have I ever felt so sad&lt;br /&gt;The way I'm feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said am ultimately unhappy. I never expected Id be so devastated after that. I thought Id bounce back with ease. But now look at me, overweight, miserable and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes the man in me is dead, again. I never learn, we never learn I guess. I gave her my heart so she could break it again. I may be too old to be saying these things. But what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was never meant to have her, like I said before, its much like a sin that heaven would forbid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve this shit. Or maybe I do. Life was never really fair for me. I get what I want for the price of another. Things always work like that, give and take. Maybe I took too much, yet gave more than less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I write again to this blog, not so that everyone could read it, but because it's what makes me feel better, even just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happyness, yes happyness, y?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-872665864270014522?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/872665864270014522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=872665864270014522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/872665864270014522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/872665864270014522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2008/07/never-ever.html' title='Never Ever'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-3868394828492434467</id><published>2008-07-04T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:08:29.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay</title><content type='html'>Hay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the saddest man alive. Because I am lonely. Ive never felt this way since 15 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am definitely lost with words to say, the feeling is horribly undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all good things do come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;The hard part is what to do when it ends,tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple happy monthsary would have been super.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess she aint happy no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it has happened before,not too surprised now.&lt;br /&gt;Good me boy,ye turnin to a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break it to me urgently will ya??&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-3868394828492434467?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/3868394828492434467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=3868394828492434467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3868394828492434467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3868394828492434467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2008/07/hay.html' title='Hay'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-697608584000570544</id><published>2007-12-17T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:00:09.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Giveth God Taketh Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Giveth&lt;/span&gt; God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Taketh&lt;/span&gt; Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sorry me dear for lying bout sleeping but this one is long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honor thy father and thy mother...&lt;br /&gt;And so we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people fall in love though there's a great certainty that they would get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;How would you know you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; fell in love?&lt;br /&gt;This are such pretty silly questions. Loving others make us human, well am not saying animals don't know what love is, but human love is superior, like our brains, well maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Loving someone truly is much more difficult to identify for me, especially now when the society is so sexually fired up, lust overcomes love most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;Am not saying am a horny dog, nor am I a saint, am just good at holding back my urges, at least enough not to get me a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I fall in love, I give up most of what I have for her, it may not sound right but sometimes I give even more than what I have. Am willing to change and bend my crooked ways back to somehow straight paths. Love is such a wonderful feeling,it's better than eating ice cream and cake, and beer with pizza.But as the saying goes, all good things come to an end. I guess there are things so good that heaven would forbid it. But we can never blame Him, for He is so awesome. Heaven takes away the good things in life for sometimes we abuse His kindess and do wrong things, in short we commit sins. It may sound that am preaching but am not, just stating facts, well things that happened in me life lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had the worst break up I ever had in me life. For we broke up not because we wanted to but we broke up cause we were forced to. Hay, I hope time would go faster. All we could do is possibly wait for a lifetime before we could have each other again. And yes I am willing to wait, again. I guess thats love for me,waiting indefinitely, being the best wishful thinker that I am,hoping for miracles to happen, and enjoying them as much as I could when they come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to make my own very own fairy tale, and I want her to be in it, though the happily ever after is a long way to go, I know it would definitely be worth the wait.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-697608584000570544?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/697608584000570544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=697608584000570544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/697608584000570544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/697608584000570544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/12/god-giveth-god-taketh-away.html' title='God Giveth God Taketh Away'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-3691284508701560140</id><published>2007-05-31T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T22:39:22.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Season Once Again</title><content type='html'>It's Raining Cats and Dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor animals, imagin em falling on your roof,on your car's windshield, on your head,what a mess.&lt;br /&gt;And if pigs and hippos start falling from the heavens, damn,better take cover,better yet,start praying dear friend,cover wont do you any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold is okay as long as someone is keeping you warm,and how to produce the heat,just be creative,creative but careful at the same time,you know that next to heat is fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So little time so much to do"&lt;br /&gt;-Arkarna-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I feel right now,I hope we could find time for each other for I know we will both be very busy this sem. And I dont think we havent accomplished anything yet in our to-do list,hay,if only I could make time stop,super hero na sana ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I had money right now,I'll buy the whole Raon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-3691284508701560140?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/3691284508701560140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=3691284508701560140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3691284508701560140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3691284508701560140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/05/rainy-season-once-again.html' title='Rainy Season Once Again'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-3928264288957350964</id><published>2007-05-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:07:46.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But I Wish You Were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not mad but I wish you were only mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;For I felt a different chill when we parted ways a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;The same chill i felt 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I knew there was something wrong when I kissed you and I didnt feel the warmth.&lt;br /&gt;I knew there was something wrong when I asked you if you still love me and you didnt know what to reply.&lt;br /&gt;I knew there was something wrong when I saw your eyes,cause your eyes gave you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago,I would have been drinkin meself to death and smoking me lungs out because of this. I'll try to kill meself before the man in me dies. Unfortunately,the man in me always dies first. Right now I have more than enough alcohol to knock me out till next week,I should be doing the same right now,however am not,cause drinkin would get me nowhere,instead what i want to do now is pray,for Him to still give me strength,and ask  Him if I could still have her.Its amazing how long it took me to have her but He could take it away in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not you who doesnt deserve me,its me who doesnt deserve you. And I guess you finally found that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost beat the crap outta me classmate in judo,I still want to beat the crap outta him now,I was already in a bad mood after what happened then that retarded added to me problems,thank heavens me classmates held me back,actually it took 4 or 5 of em to hold me back,at times like this,I am at kill mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know when I write. I write when am scared,am scraed of losing you again,and killing the man in me again. I write when am sad,what I feel now is worse than that. I write when am mad,I dont know how much more I have to give up before I could trully have you for right now I know you still have doubts. I write because I think I found out you no longer love me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know you do,you kill me well"&lt;br /&gt;Ohio is For Lovers-Hawthorne Heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And death is only the beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-3928264288957350964?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/3928264288957350964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=3928264288957350964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3928264288957350964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/3928264288957350964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/05/but-i-wish-you-were-youre-not-mad-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-5296261654197683474</id><published>2007-05-06T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:15:14.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ice Cream, Grappling and Korean Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate ice cream, it taunts me, it provokes me, "eat me" i hear in me head.&lt;br /&gt;And since am easy to provoke,easy to taunt, i  easily give in.Grrr,i need to cut the fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer classes really help me let the time pass, hay 3 more weeks till I see her again.&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy judo,well only because I was able to throw a guy 30 pounds heavier than I am. Well, twas not really a throw,much like a counter to his attempt to throw me, but anyways,I got the ippon(a whole point required to win a match).Me prof told us that she would only choose 8 people that would compete in the final practical exams, a tournament,either interclass or interschool.How I wish I could be 1 of the powerful 8. How I wish it would be an interschool tourny,so I could beat the crap outta Atenean rich asses. But i still need practice, I need to be a spapartan real quick,hehe. My sister thinks grappling is for fags, I wonder if I look so gay when am on top another man,blech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean's make the best movies ever,not porn movies people,seriously(sly smile)..&lt;br /&gt;That's why we willingly let them invade our country,we are hypnotized by their movies.&lt;br /&gt;12 in 1 dvd's are the best, people get more addicted to it faster than weed and shabs.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what happened to Prison Break Season 2 and Heroes, i hate it when you buy a dvd with only 9 of the latest episodes of the  series that you love, what a waste of good cd space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh here she is..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-5296261654197683474?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/5296261654197683474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=5296261654197683474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5296261654197683474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5296261654197683474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/05/ice-cream-grappling-and-korean-movies-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-5561178529999477895</id><published>2007-04-17T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:23:11.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While I was Waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Every&lt;/span&gt; single day of me life&lt;br /&gt;When i found out how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Twas grace from heaven&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are someone I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; deserve&lt;br /&gt;For you are more than what i wished for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kiss that healed me soul&lt;br /&gt;That made me weak and tremble&lt;br /&gt;I never felt that way before&lt;br /&gt;A kiss so sweet and good&lt;br /&gt;Puts a spell on me&lt;br /&gt;Makes me long for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you are far away&lt;br /&gt;I wont fool around,I promise&lt;br /&gt;I cant afford to lose you&lt;br /&gt;Never again like I said&lt;br /&gt;You know Id kill for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; a decent person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know am far&lt;br /&gt;From the man you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;I always disappoint you&lt;br /&gt;And give you major headaches&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for not giving up&lt;br /&gt;I promise I would change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms smiling eyes&lt;br /&gt;Through them I see beauty&lt;br /&gt;They must be windows to heaven&lt;br /&gt;You can never hide a smile&lt;br /&gt;Cause your eyes will betray you&lt;br /&gt;And they entice me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You,the sanctuary of me soul&lt;br /&gt;A qualified saint&lt;br /&gt;My last line of decency&lt;br /&gt;A dream came true over and over again&lt;br /&gt;Finaly reality became better than me dreams&lt;br /&gt;And me life had a brand new meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk it off,walk it off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-5561178529999477895?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/5561178529999477895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=5561178529999477895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5561178529999477895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5561178529999477895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/04/while-i-was-waiting-i-feel-so-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-1717199982491762336</id><published>2007-04-04T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T00:26:52.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down and out'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She Loves me Then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a state of in-a-relationship-not.I love her and the girl said she loves me,but we still have problems with her parents. Hay,hold your ground me boy,hold you ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time&lt;br /&gt;It would hurt the most&lt;br /&gt;Like what happened before&lt;br /&gt;Never will it happen again&lt;br /&gt;I hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-1717199982491762336?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/1717199982491762336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=1717199982491762336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1717199982491762336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1717199982491762336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/04/she-loves-me-then-i-am-in-state-of-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-8882265432079057122</id><published>2007-03-18T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T01:25:24.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down and out'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No Diving but No Thank You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is long overdue. A lot has happened in these past two weeks,and it all started one faithful tuesday. But i guess i wont be writing about that,maybe some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not happy&lt;br /&gt;Nor am I sad&lt;br /&gt;I guess am just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could they have done it?&lt;br /&gt;While I struggle everytime&lt;br /&gt;I really suck at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am patient&lt;br /&gt;As always&lt;br /&gt;No need to rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a chance&lt;br /&gt;Id give up most of what I have&lt;br /&gt;But still not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pathetic&lt;br /&gt;I am lost&lt;br /&gt;I am sober&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hurt&lt;br /&gt;Then I recovered&lt;br /&gt;So I can be hurt again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have you&lt;br /&gt;That am sure of&lt;br /&gt;Far from it to be exact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;But you dont need me&lt;br /&gt;And that sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two years&lt;br /&gt;After all that happened&lt;br /&gt;I surrender meself again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of em says no&lt;br /&gt;But I am stubborn&lt;br /&gt;I am silly and stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am weak&lt;br /&gt;Because of my fears&lt;br /&gt;Because of what you could do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of heaven&lt;br /&gt;An angel within reach&lt;br /&gt;The last line of decency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so different&lt;br /&gt;You know that&lt;br /&gt;In almost everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted what I cant have&lt;br /&gt;A wishful thinker&lt;br /&gt;A blissful person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not happy&lt;br /&gt;I am not fine&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe I am sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chest burns at this moment&lt;br /&gt;For no certain reason&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is too cloudy,I need to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Im a loser,I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-8882265432079057122?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/8882265432079057122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=8882265432079057122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/8882265432079057122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/8882265432079057122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-diving-but-no-thank-you-this-post-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-8114083118803398610</id><published>2007-03-03T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T23:14:55.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blech'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Good,The Godly and the Next to Cleanliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is next to cleanliness??Could it be patience??Then that means time is really really gold??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like the rain,I like the cool breeze but I dont like the rain,especially when there's no twisted sunshine around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it doesnt rain tomorrow,me and some high school buddies are goin swimming,and I hope they dont go on a drinking spree,I just got cleansed. And I feel so blessed,when the tip of my finger touched that piece of bread,I really felt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A real messy beautiful twisted sunshine"&lt;br /&gt;-Ever After-Bonnie Bailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I do need a miracle for things to come me way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-8114083118803398610?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/8114083118803398610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=8114083118803398610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/8114083118803398610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/8114083118803398610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/03/goodthe-godly-and-next-to-cleanliness.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-7224060608536676564</id><published>2007-02-26T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T00:52:18.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cough it all up'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ms. Elusive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very hard for me to write this down because we were texting a while ago and she just went to bed. There are a lot of things I want to write about,but too many things are running through my nuggin. But to start with,if you want the most decent love advices,dont listen to 96.3 wrock on saturday afternoons, tang ina sasakit ulo niyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you do it?&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel like I do&lt;br /&gt;-Stellar-Incubus-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was I able to fall for the girl who was the first to,(erm warning might sound cheesy),smash me heart into pieces all over again? Me boys even disprove of what I did,asking me if I wanted to hit the showers also. But once again,I am in deep,and damn it feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always say perfection doesnt exist in this world,but how come I have seen it twice already? To me,you are perfect,flaws and all,still perfect up to now,even though you have hurt me before,here I go again falling all too fast. Who was the other perfection you might ask,well she's somewhere in saudi now, but y'all know that,come on,cut me some slack here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more cautious now,I better be,because am fucking scared of what she can do to me. But I need her back,and am willing to give up of most of what I have and what I do just for her.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I never learn,maybe I never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours I will see you again,back to insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. elusive,the biggest jerk I know took you away,then you fell for a psycho-self-regurgitating drunky.I have nothing much to be proud of,not much to offer you,cause am just a wallflower. But I do love you,it may not be enough but I know thats what I could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep well me dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-7224060608536676564?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/7224060608536676564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=7224060608536676564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7224060608536676564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7224060608536676564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/02/ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-5171519805857077496</id><published>2007-02-12T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:07:25.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blech'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Dont Need Your Sympathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont need your sympathy,I need cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should end my passivist shit style of doing things.&lt;br /&gt;I guess things wouldnt really turn out the way we want them unless we do something bout it.&lt;br /&gt;But that fact is already given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in a phase where I lost my knack for writing and bitching,making this blog pathetic and screwed,which already was long before.But I know what to do,I need substance,I need life,I need to read again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading made my mind tick in a shrewd manner. Each book offers a different insight,a different view and perspective,very far from the present condition of my mind,which is like an overcooked popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bashful one&lt;br /&gt;Who is the sanctuary of my pain&lt;br /&gt;The only reason to be happy&lt;br /&gt;And furious at the same time&lt;br /&gt;Made me beat more than twice&lt;br /&gt;And now you're free again&lt;br /&gt;I'll take what's rightfully mine&lt;br /&gt;No matter what it takes&lt;br /&gt;So beware&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-5171519805857077496?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/5171519805857077496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=5171519805857077496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5171519805857077496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5171519805857077496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dont-need-your-sympathy-i-dont-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-1222128749029446550</id><published>2007-02-04T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:07:25.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blech'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to the Stone Age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things that could possibly happen to me on a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;,this is probably the worst,not being able to sleep &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of the noise from a "&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pasayaw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;baranggay&lt;/span&gt;","&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pasayaw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;baranggay&lt;/span&gt;",&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;putang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pasayaw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;baranggay&lt;/span&gt;-a local festive where a bunch of mindless people set up humongous speakers,turn it to full volume at around 10 pm,baryo people get attracted like shit to a fly,party their asses out, and  cause major headache to people like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is wrong with these people??A hint of decency wouldnt hurt,right??Oh well,how many more do I have to kill to establish world peace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singleness awareness day is around the corner, can i stand the itch??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-1222128749029446550?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/1222128749029446550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=1222128749029446550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1222128749029446550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/1222128749029446550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-to-stone-age-of-all-things-that_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-5088733096965743282</id><published>2007-01-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T23:09:09.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kaboodles'/><title type='text'>Look but dont stare</title><content type='html'>Look but Dont Stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glimpse would be enough&lt;br /&gt;But to stare is too much&lt;br /&gt;It is not even forbidden&lt;br /&gt;Then what's holdin us back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Dry and harsh&lt;br /&gt;Help me cool this off&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll be gone soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huff and puff&lt;br /&gt;I'll take your head&lt;br /&gt;And when your dead&lt;br /&gt;I fly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-5088733096965743282?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/5088733096965743282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=5088733096965743282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5088733096965743282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5088733096965743282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2007/01/look-but-dont-stare.html' title='Look but dont stare'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-5852995403178554863</id><published>2006-11-25T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:27:09.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>News Flash News Flash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes burn because of the smoke from all the cigarettes burned during our poker party night. Im a weak gambler I only lost 100 bucks,well i no longer have much to lose eh. It's weird that am not in the mood to party. Hohum am so bored,am bummed out. Zoom zoom and away you go,aurevoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-5852995403178554863?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/5852995403178554863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=5852995403178554863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5852995403178554863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5852995403178554863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/11/news-flash-news-flash-my-eyes-burn.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-5451628465180724405</id><published>2006-11-19T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T04:07:50.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucked up'/><title type='text'>Pathetic</title><content type='html'>My life is miserable,yes it is,i am sad to the point I want to end a life,but not mine.&lt;br /&gt;Ive lost everything wonderful to me,and happiness is  shorter  than any adrenaline rush.&lt;br /&gt;I cower in my corner, blissful and  weak. What  have I become? A dementor?&lt;br /&gt;You're still there,that's what sucks, am still not numb enough I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Smile at me for once,a true smile,laugh at my quips,thats all I need I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Then I would let go,and be empty again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-5451628465180724405?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/5451628465180724405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=5451628465180724405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5451628465180724405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/5451628465180724405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/11/pathetic.html' title='Pathetic'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-7490342237246246183</id><published>2006-10-19T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:22:11.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kaboodles'/><title type='text'>Grimmey,Teabag and MILFS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3125/999/1600/grim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3125/999/320/grim.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grimmey,Teabags and MILFs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the coolest Grim Ripper ever.Two tone robe with hood,Jamaican accent, and a cool scythe. I wish I was him, I could take the souls of the ones I hate,and shout out loud, I hate you so am taking your soul,then giggle and say,am kidding biatch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer want coffee I love tea,but if coffee is for free,I love coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hottest MILF,not the Muslim people,peace brothers,is the wife of the owner of the gym I go to.Yes I go to the gym,to eat,and get more fat.Working out with other women makes me more of a wussy, I was like : hey 20 pounds per arm,what about you sweety,she had  40 per arm,I always pick up the lightest weights,cause am a wussy, and the girls there could kick me ass.And after me first day, my body was already sore,what the fuck,am I that timid???&lt;br /&gt;Before you laugh your asses out,Imma take you back three years ago and tell you what I could do:&lt;br /&gt; 140 push ups in less than 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt; 10 pull ups&lt;br /&gt; 1km jog without  rest&lt;br /&gt; 70 squatrases&lt;br /&gt; And still have the energy for an exhausting game of counter strike,heheh.&lt;br /&gt; I was a CAT Officer by the way,part of the Corp Staff.&lt;br /&gt;But now:&lt;br /&gt;100 bottles of booze&lt;br /&gt;+40 boxes of smokes&lt;br /&gt;+boring lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;      big loogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loogy=means fat bastard in our home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body feels like it got beat up by 7 devils with poking tridents, hwaw, cute little devils, arent they?? I just want to lose the weight, and regain my baller-baby skills,without the skin darkening,heck basketball turned me to a "pwet-ng-kawali" dude in highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I focus meself into something,I forget that am a sad bloke.I will quit smoking,aftert I get me abs,hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-7490342237246246183?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/7490342237246246183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=7490342237246246183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7490342237246246183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/7490342237246246183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/10/grimmeyteabag-and-milfs.html' title='Grimmey,Teabag and MILFS'/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-116102199373893172</id><published>2006-10-17T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:07.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ayoko sa Babaeng Sinlaki ko ng Waist Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The janitor fish trouble of marikina and i cant remember what province sared the hell outta me. Pero ayoko pa rin sa babaeng sinlaki ko ng waistline,bakit,sino ba namang may gusto nun??Hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh I still have a lot to do,maybe later I'd go to my cousin in antipolo to fix my car audio. Then I have to go to LTO to register my cart, and finish my project in one of me majors.  Then I could party hard. No parties for this week though, I have a week long church stuff goin on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest inequality in life is not an ugly dude having a hot chick, but the grades given by professors to undeserving punks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am to go to the gym, I must quit smoking, but how?And why should I? I was able to quit smoking maybe thrice in my life, it's either because of a girl or am sick and/or dying.Well present situation: girl--&gt;enkkk nadah&lt;br /&gt;sick and/or dying--&gt; enkk alive and deadly&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm how about:&lt;br /&gt;Losing weight,living longer,and possible increase in the size of your....muscles--&gt;tingtingting&lt;br /&gt;That's reason enough my boy.&lt;br /&gt;And it's a hoax that smoking menthols decreases sperm count,nuhuh,weed does that,trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I must get proper rest if I want to last on the teadmill,hwaw treadmill,I cant even haul my ass up to the third floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would smile&lt;br /&gt;when you see me across the street,&lt;br /&gt;because I know I do.&lt;br /&gt;Is that too much to ask of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you three cheers and three peanut buttercups for goodluck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-116102199373893172?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/116102199373893172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=116102199373893172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/116102199373893172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/116102199373893172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/10/ayoko-sa-babaeng-sinlaki-ko-ng-waist.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-116085251856679355</id><published>2006-10-15T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:07.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bohol,Beaches and my Butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back from my three day vacation in Bohol, But it wasnt much of a vacation,I was fuckin stressed out. Long walks, climbs, rides,gahh but it was worth it. Prony,the snake,was fuckin scary,because it could eat me,for real. Agatha the lemur was cuddly, the crow bit/pecked me.Panglao's white sand beach was to die for,because it was too fuckin silent in that place,so you would be better off dead. Loboc river  was kewl,but I loved the food. The Hinagdanan cave was awesome,and I got to moon people,haha. Haaayyy,I want to go back there,and bring a tarsier and a lemur with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate airplanes,am a speed demon,but I hate plane rides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-116085251856679355?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/116085251856679355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=116085251856679355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/116085251856679355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/116085251856679355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/10/boholbeaches-and-my-butt-im-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115972460935126515</id><published>2006-10-02T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:07.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ala ang Ekaw Ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang gusto ko ng magpalagay ng bress sa ngipon,pero masyadong mahal,retiner na lang kaya.&lt;br /&gt;Indi na nga ako nageekaw eh. Or gusto  nyo bang scotter parts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napaka troublesome maging Pinoy oo,90% pa literacy rate natin nyan ah.Ay leche,sana isa na lang akong Olandes na taga Oland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit mahilig mag peace sign ang mga Koreano,Hapon and other yellow fellows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ang boring ng buhay ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok seryoso na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things from the past tend to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;I proved another part of the theory of relativity to be true.&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi yun kasali dun.&lt;br /&gt;Ok why do they happen again,because I never learn.&lt;br /&gt;As long as Im not dead,i will repeat my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Am stubborn and unwise,the deadliest combination,yeah yeah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Next week we fly to Bohol,that's if I dont have any exams,please Godlordthefatheramen,sana wala akong exam.Para makakita ako ng tarshier,at maka score sa mga bisayang sexy,joke lang po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana buff dude na ako,dahil ang bigat na ng aking beer belly.Nakita ko nga yung ibang mga tatay na malaki talaga ang tiyan,pwede na nilang patungan ng kamay eh,buti ako half way pa lang dun.&lt;br /&gt;Hay sana may gym ako sa kotse at sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sem is about to end,and there are things drawing closer,I wonder what should I do. Well like what I used to do,nothin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do something to me that I cant explain&lt;br /&gt;Would I be out of line if I say&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back to the light bulb syndrome,I would shine on you for some time,but eventually you'd switch me off,kaputz,I hate this giddy feeling,quite traumatic really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,I need the vacation badly.And I miss you badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115972460935126515?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115972460935126515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115972460935126515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115972460935126515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115972460935126515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/10/ala-ang-ekaw-ko-parang-gusto-ko-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115911806530058577</id><published>2006-09-25T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:06.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two hours I cant fuckin breathe,and it's not fuckin normal,it's unlike my usual asthma attacks. It's like my lungs are being crushed. Gasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sem is drawing to an end,two weeks from now,am going to Bohol baby,I wonder what the women are like in that side of the country.Eh di ano pa kundi bisaya!Nyeh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang TV na!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115911806530058577?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115911806530058577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115911806530058577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115911806530058577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115911806530058577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/09/gasp-for-past-two-hours-i-cant-fuckin.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115868847244690396</id><published>2006-09-20T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:06.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This Way Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official,the bum I know as Raymundo(earth) is getting married. Though I would love to go to the mountains and live there peacefuly, he assigned us to be ushers(let it burn),for the reception. Sheesh,I wanna be head of security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school yesterday(or today) to play tekken,eat dinner and drink beer. And I missed drinking beer with mundo and tonio,heck they are the best drinking buddies. And we get to ask mundo how it feels when within  a month he can no longer run free in the plains of wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the cheesy part came. The digging of the past,my past most.&lt;br /&gt;(All three of them in unison):Ang taas kasi ng pride mo balong,why not give it another shot,another try,you have nothing to lose naman eh. Takot ka bang mabasted?Uli?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes my pride is higher than my pee. Yes  I have nothing to lose and everything to gain. Yes I am afraid to be shattered again. And yes I am this pathetic without her. And do you think it feels so good to face the ground everytime she's round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no wrong timing to make the right thing"&lt;br /&gt;Screw you Molo's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this I drop my pride,I shatter meself,and make meself more pathetic than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Am not drunk nor high,well am just like what I said,this pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115868847244690396?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115868847244690396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115868847244690396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115868847244690396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115868847244690396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-way-please-its-officialthe-bum-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115860190249795724</id><published>2006-09-19T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:06.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im Bluer than Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, my depression level is above the charts today. I dont know why. Maybe because am not used to being left alone in the house anymore. Me mom's always somewhere at work. Both me sisters are at work. I cant go out,and my buddies are all too busy with their lives. Am lonely and pathetic in short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sem is about to end and nothing exciting happened.I have passing grades for all my subjects.I couldnt ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away my wings&lt;br /&gt;I no longer feel the air&lt;br /&gt;Nor the clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossible it may seem&lt;br /&gt;To shut down all emotions&lt;br /&gt;For I am human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will this empty seat&lt;br /&gt;Be occupied again&lt;br /&gt;Only you could answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect as you are&lt;br /&gt;Blissful as I am&lt;br /&gt;What are we then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I face the ground&lt;br /&gt;Always you may notice&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emptied myself&lt;br /&gt;But my soul is there&lt;br /&gt;Just look closely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I needed you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I still do&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain and agony&lt;br /&gt;Worthless piece of me&lt;br /&gt;All because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're handsome if you're a host of It's a Guy Thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115860190249795724?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115860190249795724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115860190249795724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115860190249795724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115860190249795724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-bluer-than-pink-damn-my-depression.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115834351880434674</id><published>2006-09-16T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:06.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's The Season to be Ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's breaking up this season,me sister and her man,me high school buddies,it's freakin hilarious. And everyone's into blogs,well back then cool ka kapag may blog ka,and I would go like"hey check out my blog" and most of them would be like "my golay you wrote that?".But now sheesh,blogs are overrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well most people did what I and many others did to their blogs,pour their angst in it.&lt;br /&gt;Mine is overflowing though,angst,qualms and pure wholesome bitching.The internet is so useful,you're  feeling down,blog it,you're happy blog it,you're horny,go take a bath then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers ache,wrapping 50 himnarios is quite tiring.&lt;br /&gt;If I cant be a better person to other people,at least I know am a better person in front of God.&lt;br /&gt;I know what am doing is still not enough to compensate for my sins,but it's a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout you,what have you done for Him lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115834351880434674?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115834351880434674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115834351880434674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115834351880434674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115834351880434674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-season-to-be-ugly-everyones_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115782256825747934</id><published>2006-09-10T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:06.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday To You,Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight it's my singleness awareness  anniversary.Yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin out and partyin would be a great way of celebratin it but  no my family abandoned me with our maid,so I have no choice but stay home and weep. I have ran out of beer,and that tequila looks so fuckin tempting,even without the women that comes along the body shots. So I just sit my ass down in front of the computer and let the magic fingers do the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how,but I might get used to being single for a longer while,since school is continuously draining my male potency. But when the sem break comes,back to the ball game of fishin,fishin tahong,pusit and hipons. And we will make one happy kebab,ahihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where's the infamous El Gimikero,at home eating chiquito watching cable tv. So much for my part-a, part-b and part-e-ing days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dengue Scare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a meaningless death&lt;br /&gt;To be bitten by a bug&lt;br /&gt;The smallest of the pests&lt;br /&gt;Could make you stay in a bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I donated blood&lt;br /&gt;I hope someone could use it&lt;br /&gt;Not only it is flammable&lt;br /&gt;It is a potent substance,too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no crystal meth&lt;br /&gt;No cokes nor screws&lt;br /&gt;Burgers and shrooms&lt;br /&gt;Are what am hooked in to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issues with v's and Gary&lt;br /&gt;The problem with e's and ate's&lt;br /&gt;Volcanoes and bliss&lt;br /&gt;Tests and liscences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I fear dengue?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I fear death?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen the worst yet&lt;br /&gt;Which warrant of arrest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am empty and broke&lt;br /&gt;With no one else to blame&lt;br /&gt;Selfless and shameful&lt;br /&gt;Witty and insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tip my cup for that one&lt;br /&gt;I tip my cup for you&lt;br /&gt;I take a sip of heaven and hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I sleep I'll think of you&lt;br /&gt;And all the pain Ive been through&lt;br /&gt;Am single and you are small&lt;br /&gt;Am not so happy after all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115782256825747934?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115782256825747934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115782256825747934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115782256825747934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115782256825747934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-to-youtoo-aight-its-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115751599512191682</id><published>2006-09-07T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:06.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But Anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a good day for blogging but anyway. I just found out that this blog still has a decent amount of readership.  And whatever I wrote here,please let it stay here. Come on,for heaven's sake, no broadcasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a row last night,1 litre red hoes,1 shawarma plate,2 pita bread,uhmmm,mmm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 fuckin gen ad tickets for uaap cheer comp,and I have no one to go with me on sunday,because my freakin sister backed out,gahhh,I do hope the yin yang twins will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promoted nanaman ako sa tungkulin ko,Pangulo na ako ngayon ng dako,dating Jr. Kagawad,after  years,voila, big shot na ako,or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit kaya walang maganda sa lokal namin,kung meron man,sobrang konti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ang analogy namin ni Angol,swerte talaga ang mga utol na chicks,mas kailangan mag-effort naming mga lalaki. Sa isang utol na liligawan mo,2 sanli na ang makukuha mo for the same effort. At sa case ko,siguro 5 is to 1 ang ratio,dahil malas ako,eheheh. 5 nga chicks mo,sunog naman kaluluwa mo,tsktsk,ang sarap maging mabait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makapagkometi na nga lang,back to my favorite hobbey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This heart it beats,beats for only you,my heart is yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I guess Im dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115751599512191682?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115751599512191682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115751599512191682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115751599512191682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115751599512191682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/09/but-anyway-its-not-good-day-for_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115728037407972717</id><published>2006-09-04T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:06.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Sense of Fulfilment&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was with two of the most wonderful and beautiful ladies in this ugly place called world. I was really overwhelmed just being in their presence and they were super cool to be with,true people and walang kaartehan. I never thought people that beautiful would be so simple and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;It's better for me to go out with women that I dont have any attraction to because I could be totally meself,I dont have to prove anything,I drink,I smoke,I curse,I swear and it's ok to them. And did I mention they are really beautiful and hot.&lt;br /&gt;This world is an ugly place,but you two seemed so beautiful to me,thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115728037407972717?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115728037407972717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115728037407972717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115728037407972717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115728037407972717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/09/sense-of-fulfilment-last-night-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115687266750960973</id><published>2006-08-30T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:06.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Jealousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a real nice song by Gin Blossoms,I dont know really why I chose it to be  the title of  today's entry,am not jealous of any boogers around,or am I?HMMMM??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe we can drive around this town&lt;br /&gt;And let the cops chase us around"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that often happens to me,the cops chase me around part,kidding,am a law abiding citizen,but I shoot people though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the utol chick I liked twice this week,the other day and yesterday,she's a freshie and i first saw her when there was a sign up booth for cb  last month.  And damn she's hot, she looks like a rockstar,and am totally head over heels when it comes to rock star chicks. If I see her today,imma do something,imma eat fire for her to notice me,hehe.Well the only thing I know bout her is she's from the locale of Washington,not  DC indios,  I cant believe earth was really that  stupid,he even blurted out "eh di kana",no dum dum,it just happens she does look like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never grow tired of rockstar chicks,and paramore is to blame. All right I just finished downloading My Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a chat with Kaye last night and she's one of those many women who could multi task(read,type,make report,chat), and she's also one of those many women who is so into  One Tree Hill,and say anything about OTH she would go fan girl mode,and I mean fan girl mode,as in fan girl mode,as in girl stuff that make men's brows touch each other,and utter "huh?",basta fan girl mode. I still think Chad is a wuss,and Pete doesnt have a future on acting,he should just wear maskarra and pluck his bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockstar chicks,rockstar actors,what  has the world turned into,this is worse than manny pacquiao's extreme magic sing ad. I miss the rockstar lifestyle,and if you think it was sex drugs and rock n roll lifestyle,engk wrong dum dum, well a bit,but it was more of a third world country underground rockstar thingy,third world country=poor slobs,underground=buried deep,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The utol chick reminds me of hayely, He created a being of such splendour,what better else to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So keys mih"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115687266750960973?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115687266750960973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115687266750960973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115687266750960973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115687266750960973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-jealousy-its-real-nice-song-by-gin.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115653040205850061</id><published>2006-08-26T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:05.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No Parking on Both Sides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this may be long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to make this post last thursday,but silly me,I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know a single thursday could be that jam packed with activity.&lt;br /&gt;Well if you start drinking by 12 noon it would definitely be jam packed.&lt;br /&gt;And the NCPAG/MASCOM/Whatever people I was with were great,because Gelo's ex treated us for a round of booze,and did I mention it was 12 noon. We were just at Nari's when all these people came and invited us for a round of booze,what am I to do,what am I to do??&lt;br /&gt;Tag along of course,that's free booze!!Of to Sarah's we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was shy as a turtle,for I knew only half of the people there,but when the mood started to pick up,we were doing the short short man thingy again,tihee. And I wouldnt forget when one girl uttered,"bakit nasa inyo ang pokus"?? Thank goodness I wasnt drunk or else I wouldve asked her,what the fuck is pokus?? Is that a magic trick thingy,hokus pokus??But all things come to an end and when my watch hit half past one,off to class again. The hot sun,warm beer and "bitin" feeling made it so fuckin hard for me to make a circuit,make certain measurements,tabulate results and all that crap Dexter does in his laboratory. But I still finished first,top that Mandark!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think me day is over no sireee;my STS class,5:30-7, was  good for a few snores,though I happen to have a huge crush on me seatmate,she's pretty hot really.I might have drooled on her shoulder when I was asleep,hehe,kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes the important part. The drive home,hmmmm.No I didnt pick up hookers  round QC circle.&lt;br /&gt;I picked a random CD from my hamburger.Since I was kicked from me band,I gave up me rockstar lifestyle,am a ghetto snob hommie from the hood now,yeah yeah, so most of me CD's were either  Hiphop/RnB and Norah Jones,yup Norah Jones. And Hondy is much like her owner now,one loud bitch.I am proud of me barely finished audio system,not me old crappy car stereo,it's audio system now. Most people brag about their noisy audio system,well mine is loud,not noisy. It's loud enough to make your hair stand up,make women parts shake(go figure) and set off a car alarm two houses away.(These are all facts,I witnessed em meself).Ok back to the story,the CD I picked out was me slow jams cd and most of the songs were from female artists:Sorraya,Donna Lewis,Jewel,Paula Cole...Not that I hated their songs,these are the feel good reminice songs,and reminicing while driving is bad,last time I did it,I clipped my left side mirror,great. JenniferLove Hewitt got the best of me,no I wasnt like the crying lady driving down a long road with a top down car you see in the movies. Got the best of me means am thinking deeply while my speedometer doesn't go down below 80 km/h,the gas pedal was really floored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sunny day&lt;br /&gt;But you're not around&lt;br /&gt;That dog gone rain&lt;br /&gt;Might as well be pouring down&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart's on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna be cool with you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess me stubborn bitching days are done.Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I aint sure if that's my heart's or your heart's,but I prefer my heart's,screw you Jennifer Love Hewitt!&lt;br /&gt;And there's something about Donna Lewis' I love You Always Forever that always bring me to a sweet spot happy place,hmmmm,and I really cant think of why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115653040205850061?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115653040205850061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115653040205850061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115653040205850061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115653040205850061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-parking-on-both-sides-ok-this-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115618278813489192</id><published>2006-08-22T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:05.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Malignant na Yata Ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt enjoy this long weekend,well every sick person wouldnt.&lt;br /&gt;And the weather was a major bummer.&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I saw me buddies way back in elementary,well most of em were from the other section,and they used to bully us dorks back then, but they were aight,really cool.And their first question was,"tatay ka na ba?" Fantabulous, hindi nga ako makabuo eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade"&lt;br /&gt;And this is so true,setting bitterness aside,when the thing you look up to the most would suddenly change,you'd feel disappointed. You looked so perfect back then,but now,look at yourself,blech.&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect for some period of time but you faded away,and I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;Things change,yes yes,I know that crap,but I didnt expect yours to be that drastic. Hmmm,word of advice,shape up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to quit smoking,God help me please. It has taken a huge toll on my life. And I no longer want to rely on alcohol to drown me sorrows, I no longer want to burn another load to keep me laughing, and I certainly dont want to watch Mystica perform in some crappy show in SBN 21 till I fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you,perfect and pure,I want me twisted and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Look up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115618278813489192?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115618278813489192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115618278813489192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115618278813489192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115618278813489192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/08/malignant-na-yata-ah-i-didnt-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115574808826081338</id><published>2006-08-17T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:05.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Madam Auring??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me friend branded me madam auring for all my predictions on what would happen to him and his ex came true. Of course am correct,am bullimic,I read minds.&lt;br /&gt;If that so,he asked me,why cant I predict what would happen to me??&lt;br /&gt;And I was like you're fuckin right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always make stupid decisions for myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always percieve what's gonna happen to others, why cant I see what's up for me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One answer crossed me noggin,am too cocky!!??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nachoooooooooooooooooooooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115574808826081338?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115574808826081338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115574808826081338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115574808826081338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115574808826081338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/08/madam-auring-me-friend-branded-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115532017548553595</id><published>2006-08-12T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:05.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And Now What??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant sleep. A dozen rotten memories came rushing back. Before I go out tomorrow and start shooting people,I'll just type away tonight. And yes,I will shoot you too,of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my classmates in PI 100 are pregnant,wala lang sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told meself not to do it&lt;br /&gt;But I still did&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Curiousity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if curiousity killed the cat,would it kill me,too?&lt;br /&gt;I believe lung cancer would get the best of me,not the cat.&lt;br /&gt;When men have problems we smoke a pack in an hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didnt have any problems,well not till 5 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not really a problem,just a spur of the moment emotion.&lt;br /&gt;And Im emotional again???&lt;br /&gt;I believe Ive shut down most of em,but I still have low tolerance to pain.&lt;br /&gt;Physical pain that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is harsh,and most of the time unfair.&lt;br /&gt;I told everyone that,they just laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;Till shit hit them hard and realized am right&lt;br /&gt;Of course I laughed at them ,too.&lt;br /&gt;Lintik lang ang walang ganti,ahihih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man's pride is just as important as his balls.&lt;br /&gt;Because you can't step on neither of the two.&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you do,it would fuckin hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I guess my balls are the only things whole to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I drive meself crazy,yes I would shoot you right between the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And the person next to you,too.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt bother shooting meself,mawawalan ng trabaho ang coppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am fat,tired and unhappy,a perfect psycho blend.&lt;br /&gt;Homer is the only person that could make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait,he's just a cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the worst is still to come&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready??&lt;br /&gt;Not yet,to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I lost my reason to live&lt;br /&gt;Like being sober after three&lt;br /&gt;Like being wasted before nine&lt;br /&gt;You made a mark,happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to call you&lt;br /&gt;Cant even describe you now&lt;br /&gt;Am I a burnt match again?&lt;br /&gt;Or your bitter butter bud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need peace&lt;br /&gt;You cut me loose&lt;br /&gt;I must go&lt;br /&gt;But am stuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are everywhere&lt;br /&gt;And so am I&lt;br /&gt;I havent seen you pass by&lt;br /&gt;I'll just count to ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unfair,cruel and wicked&lt;br /&gt;You made me pure&lt;br /&gt;Impossible it is to believe&lt;br /&gt;Go back to five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont need you&lt;br /&gt;That am sure of&lt;br /&gt;Let the current take me away&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere far from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am off to bed,tomorrow,shoot people of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115532017548553595?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115532017548553595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115532017548553595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115532017548553595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115532017548553595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-now-what-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115531679193834314</id><published>2006-08-12T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:05.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bachus My Shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate mp days,you have to elegantly write a computer program,Imma kill me prof if I fail this subject. Elegant??Do you want me to put swans in it???Fuck you pug nosed freak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115531679193834314?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115531679193834314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115531679193834314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115531679193834314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115531679193834314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/08/bachus-my-shorts-i-hate-mp-daysyou.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115471911124126093</id><published>2006-08-05T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:05.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pin Cushion Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the longest half day ever in me college life. Though I only had one class, I was so stressed out. After lunch, me and me buddy tonio decided to donate blood,cause we are not wussies and this is for humanity. That's why I hate doctors,they tell you stuff you dont want to hear:high blood ka,wag ka na magyosi,wag ka na uminom,mag condom,ahh bull crap, but I went on,cause this is for humanity. I went first,tonio's attendant was a hottie,mine was a pechay,blech and she didnt care if I die in that bed,more blood for them I guess. They pierced my right arm,a few blood went out,then nawala sa tusok sa ugat yung needle. So she had to place it back to order. She was trying to find me vein while the needle was still half way through,then naging pin cushion na ako,sundot tusok hanggang sa namanhid. She gave up then sabi nya,sige sa kabila na lang. This is for humanity,yung over 150 ml kong dugo ay tinapon lang,sa left arm na lang kukuha ng blood. This is for humanity,buti nag hit the spot na sya nung sa left,kung hindi,baka sa leeg na ako kunan eh.I lost more than 600 ml of blood but still had enough to kill a nurse. I was the only donor who had patches on both arms because the fuckin nurse failed at the first attempt!All for humanity,I felt like Brad Pitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at home,both my arms ache,especially the right one,the disfunctional arm. And perfect timing,a friend passed by,may gig sila,with my other friends. And my girly friend was there too,welcome smooch right out the front gate,thank goodness mother goose didnt see it. I got dressed when I arrived she was about to leave,real bummer,I had more than enough blood pa naman,tsktsk.Idaan mo na lang sa gin dong,tihaya ka pa,buti may risirba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tang na,hindi ko narinig yung pressure,may nag-Paramore nga hindi pa tinugtog yung peyborits ko. Leche,and there was one girl who really looked like my ex,spooky memories ,nyargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cold steel wall&lt;br /&gt;slammed right between us,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much I screamed,&lt;br /&gt;you didnt hear me.&lt;br /&gt;You walked on&lt;br /&gt;I scratched my butt cheeks&lt;br /&gt;Well initial reaction eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On september I will celebrate my 1st year of being single. Welcome to losersville,me boy. Well am single now cause I opt to be,for perfection is very hard to find. Yes nobody's perfect,to your eyes maybe,I saw perfection,more than twice I guess.The hunt for the next perfect being. Maybe I did grew up,back then I would be happy with a two month fling, now I see it as a waste of time. Am still okay for hook ups that wouldnt last for two weeks though,come on am still a man,and men have a natural knack for hitting on drunk women,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if ever you're drunk&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;Walk you out the bar&lt;br /&gt;And watch the night sky with you&lt;br /&gt;You may puke all you want&lt;br /&gt;I'll just laugh and rub your back&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt go for a kiss&lt;br /&gt;You just barfed silly&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe before that&lt;br /&gt;I would drive you home&lt;br /&gt;Carry you to bed&lt;br /&gt;Tuck you nice and tight&lt;br /&gt;Kiss you good night&lt;br /&gt;Shut the door,turn off the lights&lt;br /&gt;I'll just sit beside you&lt;br /&gt;Watch you sleep&lt;br /&gt;Wait till you wake up&lt;br /&gt;For you are most beautiful that time&lt;br /&gt;But I know when you're already sober&lt;br /&gt;You'd want me out&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to do&lt;br /&gt;No more words to say&lt;br /&gt;But hot pandesal anyone????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115471911124126093?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115471911124126093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115471911124126093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115471911124126093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115471911124126093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/08/pin-cushion-man-this-is-longest-half.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115439014052670082</id><published>2006-08-01T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:05.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Worse than Losing an Erection on the First Booty Call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to spend my quality time not going to school cause it's fuckin raining. Id rather stay home and sleep,but since Im awake it's go time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is worse than any erection or failure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not usually me,or maybe I do like to complicate things for me, though there's always an escape goat of some sort. But if I aint goin to make things hard for me,I will never learn,never grow up,never be fucked up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see my face,I see your back,I shudder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much like shudder,I wobble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cause you are my beloved ghost"&lt;br /&gt;"Here I'll wait for you to sing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so EMO.&lt;br /&gt;I just stare out the window letting the cold wind blow my shorts off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am a man of many principles,but for you I have none,Ive stalled and am falling fast to the ground,Ive crashed and burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have solutions for every problem people ask me about,but for my own problmes,I stink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,the face that could launch a thousand ships sent me back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115439014052670082?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115439014052670082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115439014052670082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115439014052670082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115439014052670082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/08/worse-than-losing-erection-on-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115372764903058583</id><published>2006-07-24T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:05.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And It's Gonna Rain Rain Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you fucked him.Come on,I have eyes and ears everywhere,tsktsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115372764903058583?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115372764903058583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115372764903058583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115372764903058583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115372764903058583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-its-gonna-rain-rain-down-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115166825156989924</id><published>2006-07-01T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:05.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mga Babaeng UY AY at Bagay na Sakin ang Kulot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I was gone for a long while cause of two major reasons.&lt;br /&gt;No I didnt kill myself,but rather,our rats ate my mother board and I was fuckin busy at school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any permanent tambayan I waste my life burning my lungs at nari's store. And that fag is hella funny,haba daw ang hair nya??Ay leche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one day,dumating ang iba kong mga katoto upang tumambay,magyosi at pagtsismisan ang troublesome buhay ng isang tao. Ano ang tsismis,ibaba ko muna ang machismo ko ng 3 power levels upang ilahad ang mga pangyayari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind item:&lt;br /&gt;Ang guylalu ay medyo hindi ko chumsy noon dahil nga kay gerlalu na unang pumutol sa aking balls,ahay how gross,haggard! At muntik ko i-crouching tiger,hidden cock si guylalu noon,inlab ang drama ko eh! Kilala mo na dapat sila kung know mo ang life story ko. Ok moving on,mega problemado ang guylalu dahil nga ang gerlalu na more than a year na relasyon kay jowa A ay confused daw ang drama at umaasa sa round 2 kay guylalu,eh ayaw naman na ni guylalu kay gerlalu dahil sa hindi ko alam na dahilan at ayaw ko ng malaman pa. Major away ngayon si gerlalu at Jowa A at ang balita,nag-octoberfest at nag-red shirt day si Jowa A,hay naku,Magpakelan man,Mel tiangco!At super gulat si gerlalu daw dahil first time nyang makita ng ganun si jowa A,mega sumbong kay guylalu at hoping for round 2 pa rin syempre.At ang mga sunod na details,see posters and print ads na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Itinaas uli ng author ang machismo nya ng four energy levels)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I could say that girl was really pathetic,not because she was the first one to tear me apart more than 50 times(walang bahid ng bitterness to promise),but because she's a young confused person whose life is going kahootles because she wants this guy,who happens to be a major jerk,back in her arms,aww how sweet. That was so fucking unfair for "jowa A",more than a year relationship,come on,then a sudden insurgence changes evrything.&lt;br /&gt;Well am happy that never happened to me,well no relationship of mine lasted a year,half a year even, but I still think am lucky I was not jowa A,though I was a contestant back then,if I had the chance to have her then she would do that to me,all hell would break loose.I'll bite an acacia tree off its roots,ngarl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks to be them,it's not so good to be me,damn am so bloated,I need to loose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Paris Hilton has a fuckin music video,bagay na sakin ang kulot,teka kulot naman talaga ako ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115166825156989924?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115166825156989924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115166825156989924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115166825156989924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115166825156989924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/06/mga-babaeng-uy-ay-at-bagay-na-sakin.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115021952908764537</id><published>2006-06-14T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:04.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allrighty Then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got over my Diwata ng Tissue moment,and whew,that was so gay. I only needed three bottles to perk up my down sloping machismo,if there is still some left for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that could make you smile and angry at the same time,that would only leave you constipated if you think bout it,I guess I must have the night off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Hondy needs to get her air fixed,then am off to Recto,the official sponsor of cheapskates like me.I might pass by Raon to look for a new head unit,I want A Sony Xplode head unit,not SOMY.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank heavens for MP3's,and feel good music by Bad Niggas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can hook up,make out,just chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balotsmyster style.  &lt;br /&gt;Scooot and schwerve!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115021952908764537?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115021952908764537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115021952908764537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115021952908764537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115021952908764537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/06/allrighty-then-i-got-over-my-diwata-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115021826712316807</id><published>2006-06-14T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:04.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What do you mean by Maalaala Mo Kaya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap I was able to put up half of a poem in my thoughts on my way home,and now I could barely remember a line,tonio wasnt much of a help either since he kept pestering me the whole time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiply is the shit,it's a part-e boy's paradise,with all the uploaded tracks of Kaskade,Tiesto,Chicane and the Hed Khandi Albums,too bad I dont do chems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Worse Than Any Kris Aquino Monologue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am again in front of me pc,mumbling stuff at me self. This is the 50th time Ive struggled to put something in my blog.It's either Im dumb,I grew smarter or Im dead.But I have to put my money on the last one. Well I dont think I could get any dumber than this,or any smarter,(but hey I finished my math series this summer,me dorky)**well that doesnt prove anything though** &lt;br /&gt;I wasted my summer with math,booze and math again. And life is so pathetic now,why???I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to my problem,it seems I reached the state of writing impotency,if such thing exists.Back then writing was so fucking easy,I could just bitch about just anything,but now,gahhh,it cant be the numbers from all the math problems Ive solved,I dont take any illegal substances,it's like a cancer of the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to go drama queen again on this,plus Ive popped my 2nd can of booze,if I dont get half amazing in a while,Il be fucked up with Cuervo till dawn. Oh crap,imma make a poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer dream of you&lt;br /&gt;That's funny,am not used to that&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I smile &lt;br /&gt;Is the same one that could make me bleed&lt;br /&gt;And scream and bitch out some more&lt;br /&gt;Made me drink and drive home&lt;br /&gt;Made me cry without even shedding a tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem very happy&lt;br /&gt;You should be&lt;br /&gt;For you are the best in the world&lt;br /&gt;I know you know that&lt;br /&gt;Dont be conceited&lt;br /&gt;I'll conquer the world first&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe I'd smile silly again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As this bottle empties itself&lt;br /&gt;So did the rest of me&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'd wake up&lt;br /&gt;No more beautiful mornings&lt;br /&gt;No more day dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow would not get the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im losing my favorite game"&lt;br /&gt;-Favorite Game-The Cardigans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next for me,chasing down any chinita I meet I guess,aurevoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115021826712316807?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115021826712316807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115021826712316807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115021826712316807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115021826712316807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-do-you-mean-by-maalaala-mo-kaya.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-115001581049623354</id><published>2006-06-12T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:04.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wait We Dont Have Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of another sem,when you are a year delayed,the first day of classes dont seem so nice.Do the first day high!Whatever I just flash my middle finger at everyone,plus I hate freshies,they seem so giddy,wait till you get to 2nd year,you freaks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule is fucked up,my life is half fucked up,and the people around me are not,could it get any worse??Of course it could,heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is fire and she burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the song playing in my ear right now.Yes it's pretty old,wait till you hear my Beatles Collection.&lt;br /&gt;I'll succeed in my studies,that am sure of,cause am starting to study now.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem nice&lt;br /&gt;That's what I said &lt;br /&gt;The first time we met&lt;br /&gt;Then I craved &lt;br /&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;Am not crazy&lt;br /&gt;I just lost half of my mind&lt;br /&gt;A saint,an angel maybe&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you call yourselves these days&lt;br /&gt;You're not perfect&lt;br /&gt;You always said taht&lt;br /&gt;But to me you are&lt;br /&gt;Flaws and all&lt;br /&gt;And so did 50 others&lt;br /&gt;Who were fools like me&lt;br /&gt;You arrogant little bastard &lt;br /&gt;They always told me&lt;br /&gt;Get out of my face&lt;br /&gt;Am just tired&lt;br /&gt;Look at you&lt;br /&gt;If only you could see me&lt;br /&gt;But you didnt&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you never did&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe next time&lt;br /&gt;Wait,even just a chance&lt;br /&gt;Still no,okay I understand&lt;br /&gt;Petition list na nga lang&lt;br /&gt;Tang inang enlistment to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li--Falling--ne &lt;br /&gt;by Balotskidoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-115001581049623354?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/115001581049623354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=115001581049623354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115001581049623354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/115001581049623354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/06/wait-we-dont-have-winter-start-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-114968634395068492</id><published>2006-06-09T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:04.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Take a Bath,It's All Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're only using me to feed your family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of another sem,you smoke,i smoke,we're cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-114968634395068492?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/114968634395068492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=114968634395068492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114968634395068492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114968634395068492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/06/take-bathits-all-right-and-if-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-114892023779148220</id><published>2006-05-30T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:04.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Jungle with 55 Tarzans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it be okay to date a friend's ex?Well according to Mean Girls,"Ex boyfriends are off limits to friends,that's the rule of feminism",for you will be branded a slut if you flirt with a friend's ex.But what about the men? I havent heard a rule like this from machismo law,for men live in the jungle,survival of the fittest is the way of life,and king kong is Chad Michael Murray(and his clones).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bothered,again,when a friend told me he fell for our friend's ex in high school,and we were no ordinary friends,we treat each other like brothers,one kills for the other.Well he has done something like this back in the past,when he and my ex had a fling when I was too busy playing counter strike,agawan base and basketball with me buddies. On that occasion,I dont know who to blame,the girl,the guy,or screw both of em.He was also a major reason for the break up,cause the girl thought he would catch her after me,but he didnt,so I got the last hahaha's,well psshh,I would lay down all my cards,she was the worst girl friend ever. I know comparison among women is wrong but hell this is my blog,and I really want to say that for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now this new turmoil,well he said he already spoke to the girl's ex,and he said the guy gave an okay,but I dont think he really meant that.Oh come on man,the ratio of men to women in our country is 1:3,three freaking girls for you bro,let's say one of em was my ex,then our buddies ex,that means you still have one stick man,cant you let our buddies ex pass,I aint saying this cause Im bitter and shit but,fuck man think not only what's best for you,but for your friends as well,dont end up doing almost the same mistake you did in the past.Now I didnt tell you this when we last spoke cause I aint got the balls man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a thought went through my nuggin,are men fond of running over other men,even their friends or brothers, when it comes to women?Wala ng busibusina tang ina sagasaan na!Hey this happened to me not only once,so up to now am in crutches from the incidents.SO I guess the machismo law is survival of the fittest,give em hell kid,the pay off is pretty nice,pretty women that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-114892023779148220?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/114892023779148220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=114892023779148220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114892023779148220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114892023779148220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/05/jungle-with-55-tarzans-would-it-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-114883936838923318</id><published>2006-05-29T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:04.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not in the Mood,Likewise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia got the best of me again,well maybe not,my 3 hour afternoon sleep was probably enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not really in the mood for writing but after I got my fill of models from wathcin FTV(wowowiwow),I decided off to the keyboard I must go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am alarmed by the growing number of women,(women not girly girls),who happen to end up with freakin minors(not men,minors,uhugin boys to be precise,the type I could kill with one finger)okay enough of the satirical comments.And the magic number of those boys' age is 16,oh yeah sweet 16. And now I wonder,what's with kiddos and why women,most are yuppies, see in them,panahon na kaya para mamundok ako??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dilemma &lt;br /&gt;When I was only 16 women,(aged 20++ up to Mel Chanco's bracket),looked at us as dorks,oh yah,when they ask me how old I am(most in bars and clubs),me favorite response is "barely legal".(I always tell that cause there's a porn star kink in it,kidding.) Why you might ask? If I tell them am only 16 they're going to laugh their asses off,then point and shout "you're a dork,go home dweeb",tsktsk,discrimination.Well only a few people of my age go clubbing during those times and I was able to get in cause the bouncers never look for ID's.Now the number of minors in bars and clubs have multiplied,as the number of unwanted pregnancies increased as well.A 16 year old guy having the chance to score with a 21 year old hottie is 1:???,I dont know the odds,but I bet my ass it's low.But if you're the 16 year old Borgie Manotoc,no questions asked hommie.The oldest woman I had was 20,but I was 17 that time. A 3 year crack is nothin compared to a 5 year gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Score&lt;br /&gt;When I was 16,I loved counter strike and tony hawk pro skater than any relationship,tihee,am just being honest.If those guys scored 20++ aged chicks then they must be:&lt;br /&gt;a)genuises:their looks/words/wallets/cars make panties fall off (A Nick Carter clone perhaps)&lt;br /&gt;b)intelligently funny:women love men with humor and brains,right.Who am I kidding,hell no.&lt;br /&gt;c)a father figure: future oriented,has goals and plans in his life,and good in bed.&lt;br /&gt;d)Or women miss their high school life or regret the time they dumped the dork in class who eventually took over Bill Gate's empire so they dated dorks now for retribution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Disclaimer&lt;br /&gt;I have no problems really if all women fall for dorks now. One thing is for sure,my peepee will definitely go farther than theirs,even if I fold mine in half.Top that dweeb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-114883936838923318?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/114883936838923318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=114883936838923318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114883936838923318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114883936838923318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-in-moodlikewise-insomnia-got-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-114875103093365181</id><published>2006-05-26T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:04.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer Shambles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,me summer classes are done,I have less than two weeks to enjoy my silly life. And there's no better way of celebrating than staying awake for a whole week. And my brain is no longer functioning Im typing on instinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flooble tag board expired,no fuckin way,am gone for that long? I guess I have to make a new account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only highlight of my life this month was the first time I went to rock ed's gig.(Rock ed is a non-political NGO whose aim is to end poverty,our belief is volunteerism as a way of showing patriotism,we wear white bands as an international sign for the fight against poverty) Mike(of Kala) was so damn nice,and was so damn huge,I looked like a midget,peace bro,I still think your band rocks. Noel Cabangun was like wow,I was gay for 15 min because he performed. And his once in a lifetime performance with Dong Abay left me starstruck. Rock ed really rocks,its a place where you can just be yourself and at the same time be out of your usual self. In less dramatic terms,you hang out with rock stars,drink free booze,eat free ilocos empanada(thanks bossing mike),mingle with knollers and hookies and at the same time help educate the masses,especially the youth,that the future of our country depends on the private individual. No more excuses,Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?Doing something meaningful in my life?At a time like this?I should really write this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im not gonna waste this time,this light that burns will keep on fading"&lt;br /&gt;And it did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-114875103093365181?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/114875103093365181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=114875103093365181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114875103093365181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114875103093365181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/05/summer-shambles-oh-yeahme-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-114485686834763193</id><published>2006-04-13T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:04.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Silly me:I just read it.This is for you,yes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay nakunakunaku,forgiveness for what???&lt;br /&gt;If you believe what you did was best for you,then am cool with that.&lt;br /&gt;It is me who should ask for your forgiveness,for wasting much of your time.Kita mo na nagpagod ka pa gumawa ng LJ entry,nakunakunaku talaga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now really,you dont have to mind me,you know am just an overly dramatic prick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do good now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-114485686834763193?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/114485686834763193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=114485686834763193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114485686834763193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114485686834763193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/04/silly-mei-just-read-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-114485498044636697</id><published>2006-04-13T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:04.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Her Birthday,My Bash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out last night to go to my sort-of-friend-ish birthday party. It was okay;mild booze,tamang chill,surrounded by so many rockstars. Make',former vocals of Humble Sauce, was so cool,his stories can be included in Maalaala Mo Kaya,kidding,but his dedication to his music was something to be looked up to. Plus,he promised me free tickets in an upcoming big event which inlcudes five foreign bands,and we just met that day,how sweet is that.Joe of Too Late the Hero was there,too,well he's mau's ex,that's to be expected. Ferd's of Holding On and Mike of Frustrated Valentine where there,too.But enough of the hooligan,this is no happy blog post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main concern is the birthday girl. Truth be told I went there for p _ _ _ y,for I see her as a sexual object. And I would bet my life I was not the only who looked at her that way at the party. Well everyone knew she's easily wasted,throw her a few drinks,voila,a major headache for a manong like me. At first it was okay,I was one of the first people at the party,flow of booze was mild,and I sat beside her for I knew no one there.Hey I didnt do anything to her,am not a full pledged perv.Then more people came and she got wasted. I was half pissed when I saw her make out with her cousin but I just kept mum,as if I have the right to butt in their business. I was even thinkin,okay maybe I'll have a go at her later.&lt;br /&gt;And things got worse,a whole lot.Now she was about to make out with this girl, a just-for-kicks stint they do. Okay the first 3 second kiss was like wow.Then the guys asked for another one,but this time they all whipped out their camera phones,so they could have it recorded.And this time I was like,fuck y'all,how bout not treating her like a slut?But likewise,I kept mum,and the girls obliged,from a 5 sec to another 3 sec to another 5 sec then I lost count.Seeing something like that,knowing myself,I would probably have wood,hell they were both hot and they were only uhm together they were 34 years old,do the math.But I didnt have one,which was weird,I was even scolding Capt. Winky,"you're dead when we get home".I was there for p _ _ _ y,but seeing the way she was treated, I realized a little respect would be good,and that I even have an ounce of repsect for a girl I see as a sexual object.I was pissed and surprised at meself at the same time. Wow,maybe I am nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well being nice really sucked,you get no p _ _ _ y you even have to help clean the mess when all of them are wasted and fucked up. And rock stars are weak drinkers,haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was typing this crap we were texting.She asked me how i was and I told her am half pissed. Oh well me dear I hope you'll be able to read this. Dont think I pitty you because of what happened,I even respect you more than ever. And sorry I failed you because you thought I would be the last one to go,but you were already in good company,and you wouldnt mind me leaving.Dont worry the deal is still on,I would take you out of your rock and roll lifestyle,even for a day.But I guess its better I dont,this is my farewell,you'll never hear from me again,swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-114485498044636697?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/114485498044636697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=114485498044636697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114485498044636697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114485498044636697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/04/her-birthdaymy-bash-i-went-out-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-114485484890218357</id><published>2006-04-12T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:03.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VH1: Videos for Goons&lt;br /&gt;Since it's summer, my insomnia is back and I find myself flicking thru channels till 3 or 4 am.And last night,I came across MTV,and VH1 Video collections are up. I missed watching this show,the videos are so fuckin amazing. And since Im stuck in the 90's,the classic vidoes gave me a feel-good mood,but that was only in the beginning.Why?Here's the video line up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Week by Barenaked Ladies&lt;br /&gt;A wonderfull feel good song,cause as the song goes,Im a man who can laugh in a funeral.And I have a history of losing my shirt,haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scientist by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;This is the only song that I liked from coldplay.&lt;br /&gt;"im going back to the start"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter Sweet Symphony by The Verve&lt;br /&gt;Ansaya ko na nyan,parting party ako sa ganda ng naririnig ko.At habang ako ay pumaparty naisip kong hanapin ang aming Baygon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brick by Ben Folds Five&lt;br /&gt;"She's a brick and Im drowning slowly,off the coast and Im headed nowhere."&lt;br /&gt;At dahil sa kantang yan,naisip ko ngang lunurin ang aking sarili,sa Baygon na nahanap ko sa wakas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slide by Goo goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;"Could you whisper in my ear,the things you want to feel,I'll give you anything to keep it coming." &lt;br /&gt;"I wanna wake up where you are."&lt;br /&gt;Akalain mong immune din ako sa Baygon,aba'y continue na lang ako sa drama ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimmer by Fuel &lt;br /&gt;Not all that shimmers is gold,ang glitters nagshishimmer din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flood by Jars of Clay&lt;br /&gt;Ito naglalakbay na ang isipan ko nito,kung bubugahan ko nanaman ba ng Baygon ang kinahihigaan ko dahil sa dami ng lamok,teka ubos na ang Baygon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When You're Gone by  The Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;"And I'll miss you when you're gone"&lt;br /&gt;Hayup ka Dolores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push by Matchbox 20&lt;br /&gt;At ito na ang huling video,kaya pinush ko ang remote para ilipat ang channel upang makapanood ng wholesome pure entertainment na naidudulot ng FTv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malungkot ka na nga amoy Baygon pa ang hininga mo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-114485484890218357?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/114485484890218357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=114485484890218357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114485484890218357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114485484890218357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/04/vh1-videos-for-goons-since-its-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-114446934002848007</id><published>2006-04-09T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:03.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Eyes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought Id ever see a movie with so much sex activity.It wasnt even a porn film. The Span films are just like cartoons compared to this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the title of the movie is "Lie with Me". Hell, para akong narape,ang tindi nung girl. A lil eroded up there but overall,I give her an A-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story could have been great,but the subtitles were freaking funny,I couldnt understand em at all. Oh heck,there was so much screwing going on your ears wouldnt function,only your eyes and your head will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funniest thing about the movie is the leading man. Not only did he had an ice pick-ish chin,he was a peewee,you know what i mean,hhahahah.I was more suitable for that role,even if I fold mine in half,fold my hanky,hanky,right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey,I get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-114446934002848007?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/114446934002848007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=114446934002848007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114446934002848007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114446934002848007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-eyes-i-never-thought-id-ever-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-114434049103159123</id><published>2006-04-07T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:01.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another Emo Acoustic Interlude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Im never really good at getting over things. Damn, not this phase again,these are the shittiest days of my life,again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When a guy is rejected of his love,the man in him dies." This was a quote in a movie titled "Win a Date with Todd ???" ahh i dont know, basta it stars Eric Foreman, and mas mataba na sya sa movie na to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, the man inside seems to endure a lot, he would die not just once then. Of course there is always someone who could bring that man back to life, not the hot nurse you pervs, another damsel who could either build you or break you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if there was none, let's say no one compares to the one who snapped you like a dead stick, okay this may sound like an obsessed-psycho-ish case, but trust me its not,im a psycho but not obsessed,well not that much,tihee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a proud man said,"A man would always find something better,he would never settle for anything less than what he had in the past."When you grow older young man,you'll learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am neither mad nor sad, well a bit sad, and I expected the worst to happen,but why do i still feel like a half baked shit,maybe because I am a proud dickhead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last year of my teeny bopper days is finally arriving. Nineteen, a year more, am an old goat. And relationships at this stage are crucial,well for some guys. I asked my most trusted friends, "Do you see your current girlfriends as your future wife?",they all answered yes,and  I was the only single guy,and I was like shit man,y'all are kidding.I never saw not even one of my exes as my future wife. And my friends are already thinking of their future??!! Do I or do they have the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my kanang kamay in the barkada,(this guy knows me very well,we even think the same way),said the wisest thing I've ever heard. "Ang problema kasi sayo balong,hindi mo alam kung sinong seseryosohin mo. Ito na yung time na naghahanap tayo ng possible wife." Oh come on man, if I get this girl pregnant we'll definitely end up together, but will split up later on,haha.I guess he's right,I did fool around a lot back then, too proud of meself,too sure I will put the eggs in the basket.Then I learned that I was wrong, the hard way.And when I was trying to start all over again,starting to change meself, the worst came,and now am less than a dead stick,less than nothing to be exact.I guess lessons come with punishments, and they were fuckin harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now am the total loser, where are the teasers,where are the take home biatches,where are the holes-for-sure,where are the pwede-na-chicks,where are the reserves?Uhm, you set them all away,you were trying to be mister goody goody remember?Damn it sucks to be nice, and this friend tells me I am a good man,no Im not,I only go for what benifits me,ahh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no regrets whatsoever, even though more than two people told me what was going to happen to me,and what I was doing would eventually end up in the dumpster.I guess am right,not only was I stubborn,I was also stupid,so what,I was happy,used to be happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have no regrets,these are my if only's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you didnt go back to that hall,I didnt notice you the first time,but the next time I saw you,hwaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only she was not that sweet and kind,I would have kept my focus on you, wala eh,as Mundo always reminded me,the easy road often leads to a cliff,ayun nalaglag ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you ended up with that guy,then I dont have to fall for you again,I would be very happy if you were with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I was not too hopefull,I wouldnt have wasted your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I was single that time,then I would have told you everything,how much I felt for you and I would have started courting you,even my girl friend knew who you were,hell I always mention your name in between our conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only there was no brawl,then you could have seen us perform,and hindi sana nabato si hondy,tihee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you didnt tell me I was "officially" the sweetest and nicest person you know,then I wouldnt be so damn happy na kahit mawasak yung kotse ko,sumabog yung Ardz at mamatay lahat ng mga kabanda ko,basta at the end of the night we are at your gate and I am smiling silly bidding you my goodnights,thank yous and good byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only my quotes were more effective,and you were less smarter, or you were blind,deaf and mute,just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I didnt knew you were in that class, then my eyes wouldnt force my gall bladder to pee every 30 min just to have 2 second glimpses of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I didnt ask for the truth,then I would not have to choose between lose-lose choices.And am still be smiling silly everytime up to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew I would never choose to be just your friend like the others did, then you would have given me better choices. Cguro papipiliin mo na lang ako between jumping off the MMDA foot bridge in commonwealth ave during the rush hours or kakain na lang ako ng 5 coils ng katol within 20 sec,and the time starts now buster!Hihihihi,kidding,am kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you are not a haven of happiness,that my soul would sing if you pass by and earth is hell if you were not on it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you were just half amazing, that I know will never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I was more than half amazing,eh hindi talaga eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only liposuction was cheap..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi sana mayaman si Vicky Belo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-114434049103159123?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/114434049103159123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=114434049103159123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114434049103159123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/114434049103159123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-emo-acoustic-interlude-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-113846630590903452</id><published>2006-01-29T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:01.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Little Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An 18 year old guy found out that he had the heart and the brains of a 10 and three quarters year old boy.I thought I was really mature until I saw this movie.Damn,i think exactly the way that Gaibe does.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was so amazing. It was worth all the traffic and parking struggle that I have been to.If only ..but..I cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After four weeks of non-smoking,Im back to business,haha,fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go nuts is a place for unhappy people,in Libis,a fat woman sat at my left side and a group of fat ladies upfront. Me,a fat guy weilding a box of cigarettes.Fat ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindess,a topic I would not want to touch,screw kindess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll hang myself tomorrow morning.Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I thought being an astronaut was the hardest thing I could ever do in my life,putang ina,may mas mahirap pa pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113846630590903452?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/113846630590903452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=113846630590903452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113846630590903452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113846630590903452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-manhattan-18-year-old-guy-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-113817859334516174</id><published>2006-01-26T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:01.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Leafy Spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh, I need somethin to stabilize my brain, so many thoughts are swimming in my head, am I heading back to the high life?? And my suppliers are back in business,talk about sheer coincidence. I no longer smoke,for more than 3 weeks now,hurray for me. But I would go insane if I wouldnt do something fast. What if I put it in spaghetti,the effects would be subtle,but same calming effect,hmmmmm,bon appetite,well it's better than puff the magic dragon(katol). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to include some of the quotes I created in my compilation. Well maybe I'll make another one. But some other time,hell ayaw ako tigilan ng mga prof.Di bale malapit naman na yung UP Fair eh,kahit hindi ako tutugtog,makakapanood naman ako,at sa UP ako titira for a week,ayus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At karen adoja de castro maraming salamat sa iyong pagwawasto ng aking ginawang pagbubuklod,hindi mo talaga ako pinalusot,maraming salamat uli,maaari ka bang editor kung sakali??? waheheh,just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doooodoooot dooo dooo dooo doo&lt;br /&gt;Doooodoooot dooo dooo dooo doo&lt;br /&gt;Doooodoooot doo doo doo doo doo do do&lt;br /&gt;-I dont Wanna Wait-Paula Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan ha,may tribute ako para sa Dawson's Creek.&lt;br /&gt;hmppf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113817859334516174?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/113817859334516174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=113817859334516174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113817859334516174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113817859334516174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/01/leafy-spaghetti-gahhh-i-need-somethin.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-113787185300110611</id><published>2006-01-22T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:01.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is Love???&lt;br /&gt;The Compilation of a Fucked Up Teen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that Im a full pledged scholar now. I study(yes I do study now) for exams(got a hundred in my 2nd LE in Math 54), do assignments(before going to bed) and pass papers(uhm crammed is still good) now. Being a student is a hard job pala,and I almost forgot what it felt to be a dork. Cause back in elementary,I was the dorkiest guy alive, and I was bullied by the meanies.High school came and I changed,drastically. Piss me off,you find yourself floating on the Marikina river in the morning.And now, the college life, now am doing so many schoolwork that I have barely enough time to do things I wish,like dating and some echlavu-chenels stuff. My pimples are having an outbreak again and my head is at constant ache.But in between my tight schedule,about 30 min to an hour break, I found myself contemplating on a single slum book question,"What is love?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh all you want but I will give my life,my wallet,the keys to our house,and my favorite boxers to the person who could answer that in a single simple sentence.And I had this itch to answer this freaking question,why cause I may be babbling about love and stuff,telling people I love em and stuff,without even knowing the true meaning of love.So I thought of making a compilation of the things that could possibly answer that question and my own views as well. Dont worry I wont plagiarize this time,I will include or try to include the person who told what.You can see that most of the answers are "love is like",it is because love is like a rumor, everyone talks about it,but no one truly knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheesiest:&lt;br /&gt;If love is blind,I'll find my way with you....&lt;br /&gt;Love is all that matters,faithfull and forever......&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts.....&lt;br /&gt;Love moves in mysterious ways...&lt;br /&gt;Love me,love me.....&lt;br /&gt;Your love dont cost a thing(thingthingthing echo)...&lt;br /&gt;Source:Your favorite song hits and videoke bar&lt;br /&gt;Are definitely the worst answers!!These are just part of songs,who would fuckin fall for these crap?If you can guess the title of these songs then,tada,you're a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is gold.&lt;br /&gt;If your brain is mixed up,this is a good answer then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holy:&lt;br /&gt;God is love.&lt;br /&gt;Source:The bible,and some road signs&lt;br /&gt;No argument bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The un-holy:&lt;br /&gt;Love is what you get in Quezon Ave.&lt;br /&gt;Source:Kwento lang&lt;br /&gt;If you are below 18 years old,run to the nearest church,make sumbong to your Catholic father and never look at my blog again.Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movies:&lt;br /&gt;Love is a many splendid thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love! &lt;br /&gt;Source:Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;If it lifts you up,then you are high,if you're high you're stoned.But Nicole Kidman is no stoner,yata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a friendship caught on fire. &lt;br /&gt;In the beginning a flame, very pretty, &lt;br /&gt;Often hot and fierce, &lt;br /&gt;But still only light and flickering. &lt;br /&gt;As love grows older, &lt;br /&gt;Our hearts mature &lt;br /&gt;And our love becomes as coals, &lt;br /&gt;Deep-burning and unquenchable. &lt;br /&gt;Source:Bruce Lee&lt;br /&gt;Not only he could kick ass,he could think as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best love quote in a movie can be found in Patch Adams,the one he read in his girl friend's funeral.And Forrest Gump's line:&lt;br /&gt;"I may be stupid,but I know what love is"&lt;br /&gt;It's something like that,am ot sure of the exact words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anonymous:&lt;br /&gt;Love is like war, &lt;br /&gt;Easy to begin but hard to end...&lt;br /&gt;And you wanted to legalize divorce???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like swallowing hot chocolate &lt;br /&gt;Before it has cooled off. &lt;br /&gt;It takes you by surprise at first, &lt;br /&gt;But keeps you warm for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;Blow first before you swallow,ayan tuloy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only love let's us see normal things &lt;br /&gt;In an extraordinary way...&lt;br /&gt;This is so true,when you love a person you dont only see the emprical quality that she/he possesses, but the metaphysical as well.Most people say,"hindi naman sya ganun sobrang ganda ah",heck stand even three feet away from her,you would look like a rag. If I would touch her I would melt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be in love is merely to be &lt;br /&gt;In a state of perpetual anesthesia: &lt;br /&gt;To mistake an ordinary young man for a Greek god &lt;br /&gt;Or an ordinary young woman for a goddess. &lt;br /&gt;Source:H.L. Mencken&lt;br /&gt;A support for the previous. Kaya if you see two not so good looking people holding hands,aba matuwa ka true love yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The I dont know who's:&lt;br /&gt;I have loved to the point of madness; &lt;br /&gt;That which is called madness, &lt;br /&gt;That which to me, &lt;br /&gt;Is the only sensible way to love. &lt;br /&gt;Source:F. Sagan &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm,yes I am mad,but I aint crazy,you'll know why at the end of this compilation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a wonderful thing. &lt;br /&gt;You never have to take it away &lt;br /&gt;From one person to give it to another. &lt;br /&gt;There's always more than enough to go around. &lt;br /&gt;Source:Pamela de Roy&lt;br /&gt;And I thought the song "The Hurt" was true.But what about the exes,I no longer have love for my exes,maybe they could keep it as souvenir,instead of a child,love na lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is that condition in which &lt;br /&gt;The happiness of another person &lt;br /&gt;Is essential to your own. &lt;br /&gt;Source:Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land&lt;br /&gt;So true,when I hear her laugh,it's like wow,can I cry????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven. &lt;br /&gt;Source:Karen Sunde&lt;br /&gt;Aha!Told you you are heaven sent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the one I have believed in:&lt;br /&gt;I have held on to this for less than two years now.The only one I have ever believed in. These are not the exact words,the original was deleted when I changed my phone. It goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When two crazy people find each other, laugh at the world's oddities and accept each others flaws,that thing is called love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realized that Im a fool. A fool can love a crazy person, but maybe it is impossible for a crazy person to fall for a fool.What is a fool to do then?Wait for a miracle to happen?Most probably.But I wont go looking for another fool like me,that would make me dumb. I dont really care what love is,all i really care about is that crazy person,what I have for her is love,that I believe is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113787185300110611?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/113787185300110611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=113787185300110611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113787185300110611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113787185300110611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-is-love-compilation-of-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-113733082047581117</id><published>2006-01-16T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:01.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EMO Acoustic Interludes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where should I start?Ok what is happenin to my life right now would be a great start. My profs are taking revenge on me,this past week I had three freaking exams,or four exams,i dont know I lost track,i go home from class everyday poofed out,fuckd up and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if it is just stress from school or from something else but I noticed I utter,shout rather,"fuck","puta","putang ina","tang ina","tang na",and "puta you to infinity" more often now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday,while I was flipping thru channels,my attention was grabbed by one show,The Gilmore Girls,why,because of that thuper hot chick Rorie(thats what i heard,dont know if its correct).And what i saw was fantastic,this pogi guy paid for her small coffee,then after a small chitchat the pogi guy pulled her to a side street then they made out!Hwaw!&lt;br /&gt;Now I came up with these equations:&lt;br /&gt;kapag:&lt;br /&gt;small coffee=side street luvapalooza&lt;br /&gt;ahay bongga!&lt;br /&gt;eh pano kung:&lt;br /&gt;tall coffee=luvapalooza na pwedeng may butt squeeze&lt;br /&gt;ahay ang taray!&lt;br /&gt;eh pano na kung:&lt;br /&gt;coffee with cherry and whipped cream on top=????????&lt;br /&gt;ahay susmaryosep!get a room mga gaga!&lt;br /&gt;Now I want a Rorie for meself,not because of the fantabulous things that coffee could bring,(trust me people),but because of her Goddess like features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,yes there was I but in the show,I almost enjoyed it until the glitch came. This is the scene where the chinese chick was with her man.That altered reality,ok here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;The guy thought he was going to get laid!&lt;br /&gt;What a perverted prick!&lt;br /&gt;His reasons were:&lt;br /&gt;"I cooked for you,I never cook"&lt;br /&gt;"I lit candles"&lt;br /&gt;"I played the guitar"&lt;br /&gt;Hwattt???Do you think you can get laid because of those things?&lt;br /&gt;And why would you fuck your girl friend?&lt;br /&gt;Well I didnt fuck any of mine because of pure respect.&lt;br /&gt;Baka nga sa sobrang respect ko kahit gusto na nilang bastusin ko sila hindi ko pa rin sila binastos eh,I think that happened to contestant number two.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to get laid,find a fuck buddy.&lt;br /&gt;Heck that would be a whole lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;With 15 text messages,at the very least, you can have yourself a fuck buddy,and you can change your fuck buddy every month.&lt;br /&gt;But a decent girlfriend,the one you can take home to mama mia,only comes once a year,and acts like a total goddess,that you have to kill sheep and pound rice to please her,just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather have a decent girlfriend than 3000 fuck buddies,why,cause Im not a perverted hedonist,I dont need bodily pleasures,well a bit,but i what need is someone to share my life with.&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I dont want to watch the Gilmore Girls anymore,it would change the reality that I know if I would be glued to it.I dont treat my girl as a fuck buddy,I am selfless most of the time nga eh,i dont buy women coffee to make out with them,and national geographic channel is the best for dorks like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for my next post,"what is love!",the compilation of a fuckd up teen,bow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113733082047581117?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-113665493008554975</id><published>2006-01-08T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:01.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ho Hum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I said that I would write somethin swell,but I really cant think of something swell to write about.Too many things are floating in my mind right now,and Im super jumpy and I dont know why,am like a paranoid freak or something close to that.Actually am nauseous right now,I wanna throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you not to mind the last last post,i have not only one problem,its a whole bunch of em now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,time for bed,or maybe not,drats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113665493008554975?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-113662810446451343</id><published>2006-01-08T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:01.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sushi Very Much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so proud of meself,am realy a non-smoker now,well I havent lit a single cig since Jan 1,that makes it(gets calculator)6 days of non smoking for me.Coughing out black phlegm is the spookiest shit that has ever happened to me,and I wouldnt wait for a red one to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday raymundo,you are oficially an old goat now,and hanging out with us teens wont make you any younger.Yeaheheh,hindi mo naman mababasa to eh.hikhiks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hondy really needs a boob job(headlight fixin),and butt implants(kick ass sub woofers),and some body exfoliating(repaint),she just lost a leg(flat tyre),I have to buy a new one,tsktsk.Plus she has ran out of perfume,am goin to give her a bath tomorrow and a back rub,swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to church,I'll post somethin swell later,i have to go visit the real Godfather,imma make sumbong,ask him a few things,imma make lambing,then ask for forgiveness,and ask for a miracle to happen,and that doesnt include winning the lotto,well maybe,just kidding Daddy-yoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ped Xing is a famous chinese bold star",cant believe tonio fell for that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113662810446451343?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/113662810446451343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Series of Events&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I dont get everything I ask God for.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;It's the same concept as Santa Clause's gift giving,who are naughty and who are nice,guess which category I fell into,you guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;There are things I do that I already know I would regret but I would still do because I am super stubborn,and a plain jack ass.&lt;br /&gt;In short I am aware of glitches,they happen yes,am aware yes,do I avoid em,no.&lt;br /&gt;This entry is too vague and please dont try to understand this,whatever and ever,amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113629176274160791?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/113629176274160791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ssssstttuttteerrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fuckin choked,tang ina,full stutter,I was like Silvester Stallone with mumps on a cold day.How bad is that,tang ina,no one ask a question please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I had balls,Stallone didnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113579603681278848?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/113579603681278848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=113579603681278848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113579603681278848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113579603681278848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2005/12/ssssstttuttteerrrrr-i-fuckin.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-113562157553151825</id><published>2005-12-27T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:00.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mean Girls(Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this has nothing to do with you twins,or any ex girl friend of mine. It's purely about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean girls is probably the last teeny bopper film I would ever appreciate,the plastics,lindsay lohan and that mcadams girl that i forgot the first name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to hear the jingle bell rock all the time.*twinkydoo*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113562157553151825?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/113562157553151825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=113562157553151825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113562157553151825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113562157553151825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2005/12/mean-girlsyay-ok-this-has-nothing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-113550921754447730</id><published>2005-12-26T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:00.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holiday Rush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahhh tulo nanaman sipon ko!&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ba ngayon pa ako tinamaan ng trangkaso,kung kelan malamig ang simoy ng hangin,hwaw make lots of sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we dont have christmas,it has been a custom,well an obligation, in our family to give each other gifts.Means burning dough again,well not much,spending 1000--/++ is fair enough for three women.It's really hard to give women gifts,and I gave my mom what I think was the best gift I could give,no not an apo you perverts,a kikay kit from body shop.The body lotion was really nice,kinis to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my dad,he'll be home in a month,may kaaway nanaman ako,heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first christmas I had that I didnt drink excessively,I didnt even light a single cig. Clean living is really cool,especially now that I have a reason to live my life longer,a vision to be better,its amazing how people,well a person could affect me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait,that doesnt mean Im a softy now,well a bit yes,dati pa naman eh.&lt;br /&gt;Try to piss me off,I'll rip off your neck.&lt;br /&gt;Am a proud bad-ass,a vegetarian one,mess with me,tampalin kita.&lt;br /&gt;ehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113550921754447730?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/113550921754447730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=113550921754447730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113550921754447730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113550921754447730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2005/12/holiday-rush-bahhh-tulo-nanaman-sipon.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-113478889014237687</id><published>2005-12-18T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:00.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What Lantern Parade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,what lantern parade,I only saw a single float,what a waste of time. &lt;br /&gt;And my high school buddies were making drama again because me and oinot left them,as if we were that important.&lt;br /&gt;Then we were so fucking bored of staying all night at nari's store waiting for mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Next we decided to go to TBA(The Bahay ng Alumni) to see the whapping concert of the year.(blech)&lt;br /&gt;Luckily,we met kim and kaye(the twins,not the olsen though)at the concert.&lt;br /&gt;Kaye got bored and wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;It would be a short drive to kim's house until kaye uttered,"Antipolo tayo."&lt;br /&gt;Kablash!Kakanan na lang ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;Ang drama pa ni earth,"Ok lang naman kung ayaw mo eh"&lt;br /&gt;Screech,U-turn na.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I remembered I was forcing hondy up cloud 9.&lt;br /&gt;The drinks in that place are gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to kim and kaye,I had the most awesome last day of class for the year 2005.Thanks for the company you twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Napagod ako magdrive,nacomatose ako nung friday,6pm na ako nagising.tsktsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113478889014237687?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/113478889014237687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=113478889014237687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113478889014237687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113478889014237687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-lantern-parade-yeahwhat-lantern.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186933.post-113433345605240663</id><published>2005-12-12T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:12:00.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where are my thy groupmates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My groupmate in english 10 didnt mail me our report for today,so I have no idea what to print. I was tasked to do the final editing and printing but tada I recieved nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to hear a sad story from a friend about how she was mistreated by her boy friend or fubu rather.(fubu=f*** bud)I know the guy pa naman. And what he really did was unjust.Dammit boys,dont just use your dicks,use also your balls,and especially your brains.Come on,men would look really mean.And it is quite unfair for us who are trying to raise the standards of our manhood.Plus two heads are better than one,use both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay,last week of classes for the year 2005,and nothing has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinkin of you&lt;br /&gt;And the things you do to me&lt;br /&gt;That makes me love you&lt;br /&gt;Now Im living on ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;-Thinking of You=Paul Weller-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186933-113433345605240663?l=chewychoknat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/feeds/113433345605240663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186933&amp;postID=113433345605240663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113433345605240663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186933/posts/default/113433345605240663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewychoknat.blogspot.com/2005/12/where-are-my-thy-groupmates-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Balotski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01804456785439810395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1677/320/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
