Demented World

Top 40 richest people in the Phil. and my relations with them

2006-12-16T23:27:00.000+08:00

THE TOP 40

1. Henry Sy - $4.0 billion <- where i use to shop (199Xs)
2. Lucio Tan - $2.3 billion <- what I use to go to bacolod
3. Jaime Zobel de Ayala - $2.0 billion <- where my fav. gimik place is
4. Eduardo Cojuangco - $840 million <- my grandma's favorite client (catering business)
5. George Ty - $830 million
6. John Gokongwei - $700 million <- god of ateneo school of management
7. Tony Tan Caktiong - $575 million
8. Andrew Tan - $480 million
9. Emilio Yap - $350 million
10. Oscar Lopez - $315 million <- father in law of my dad's business partner
11. Enrique Razon Jr. - $285 million <- his name sounds like those yummy ensaymada's
12. Andrew Gotianun - $280 million
13. Enrique Aboitiz - $275 million <- my dad's former boss when he was still working for someone
14. Alfonso Yuchengco - $225 million
15. Menardo Jimenez - $210 million
15. Gilberto Duavit Jr. - $210 million
17. Ramon del Rosario - $205 million
18. Felipe Gozon - $180 million
19. Beatrice Campos - $160 million
20. Luis J. L. Virata - $150 million
21. David M. Consunji - $145 million <- i know his son; he sold me his xbox for a good price
22. Bienvenido Tantoco Sr. $140 million
23. Betty Ang - $115 million
24. Manuel Villar - $110 million
25. Mariano Tan - $100 million
26. Rolando and Rosalinda Hortaleza - $90 million
27. Oscar Hilado - $85 million <- uncle of my mom. he is like the manny pangilinan of DLSU. Gives money to his nephews and grand nephews when they graduate with honors.
28. Vivian Que Azcona - $80 million
29. Manuel Zamora - $75 million
30. Magdaleno Albarracin - $73 million
31. Jesus Tambunting - $70 million
32. Frederick Dy - $65 million
33. Tomas Alcantara - $60 million
34. Lourdes Montinola - $50 million <- has the same surname as my grandma. dunno if we're related tho.
35. Salvador Zamorra - $45 million
36. Antonio Roxas - $40 million
37. Wilfred Steven Uytengsu Sr. - $38 million
38. Philip T. Ang - $35 million
39. Marixi Prieto - $30 million
40. Manuel Pangilinan - $25 million <- favorite patron of the ateneo :)

Hitler's Nationality

2006-06-12T20:08:00.000+08:00

We had a little debate about hitler's nationality in YM conference. It ended off topic.

buttmunch_blidit has joined the conference.

s0nnyb0y69: DUKE IT OUT!
s0nnyb0y69: lol
s0nnyb0y69:
buttmunch_blidit: bambamboom!
Peds: fucking poser
buttmunch_blidit: tama
s0nnyb0y69: ay ay ay
miguelmartinez92787: Cant yet
Yahoo! Messenger with Voice: miguelmartinez92787 has declined to join.
buttmunch_blidit: ..tama ba yun?
Peds: hitler's mom was pinay
s0nnyb0y69: poser daw o!
buttmunch_blidit: cant yet?
buttmunch_blidit: hitler's dad was Rizal
Peds: tapos dad was a dog
Peds: it cant be
buttmunch_blidit: josephine bracken?
Peds: if his dad was rizal
buttmunch_blidit: irish-german?
s0nnyb0y69: Rizal = Dog
s0nnyb0y69: I win
Peds: then he would at least have half a brain
buttmunch_blidit: lol
s0nnyb0y69: Rizal had a brain?
buttmunch_blidit: well yeah
buttmunch_blidit: how else could he have conquered half of europe?
buttmunch_blidit: he lost sure
buttmunch_blidit: but he still won a shitload of times
s0nnyb0y69: POSERS!
buttmunch_blidit: before being an idiot
buttmunch_blidit: and attacked russia
s0nnyb0y69: yeah peds! hitler was leeter than you!
Peds: no
Peds: fuck
s0nnyb0y69: FANBOY!
Peds: hitler is a hermaphrodite
buttmunch_blidit: hitler was a jerk and fine, hermaphrodite
buttmunch_blidit: but
buttmunch_blidit: he still kicked everyone's ass in WW2
s0nnyb0y69: what does that have to do with his parents?
Peds: he wasnt a jerk u arse
Peds: he was an inspiration
s0nnyb0y69: im owning the 2 of you
buttmunch_blidit: yeah he was u bollock
s0nnyb0y69: bollock daw oh!
buttmunch_blidit: inspiration for murder?
Peds: no
buttmunch_blidit: genocide?
Peds: genocide was art
Peds: n00b
s0nnyb0y69: Call Of Duty 2! Duh!
buttmunch_blidit: and dont give me that "ooh himmler ordered the holocaust"
buttmunch_blidit: well
buttmunch_blidit: yeah u can call it that
buttmunch_blidit: but still
Peds: killing jews with farts is priceless
Peds: you cant beat that
buttmunch_blidit: that guy was a jerk
s0nnyb0y69: himmler was the caterpillar in a bugs life diba?
buttmunch_blidit: haha
Peds: himmler was hitler's hoe
s0nnyb0y69: and you were jealous?
Peds: no
Peds: i was envious
s0nnyb0y69: hooooloooool
s0nnyb0y69: wooooooshoooooo
s0nnyb0y69: NICE! BIG WORDS!
s0nnyb0y69: bucktooth four eyed person
buttmunch_blidit: lol
Peds: lol
Peds: im a hill billy
s0nnyb0y69: lol
s0nnyb0y69: redneck
buttmunch_blidit: but thats still a plausible theory, Rizal being hitler's father
Peds: i was lucky enough to spell envious correctly
s0nnyb0y69: your wife's dad is your dad lol
buttmunch_blidit:
buttmunch_blidit: wait..
buttmunch_blidit: oh ok lol
buttmunch_blidit: took a while to process
s0nnyb0y69: change that hamster in your head
s0nnyb0y69: im tightening my curls
buttmunch_blidit: done
s0nnyb0y69: So i look like a greek god
Peds: i tighten my curls to look like a british high court member
s0nnyb0y69: haha
s0nnyb0y69: mikey naman... like matisyahu
buttmunch_blidit: tangina un ang mahirap
s0nnyb0y69: anyhoo
s0nnyb0y69: The sonny is very busy
Peds: stop fapping
s0nnyb0y69: so he will speak with you tomorrow
Peds: sonny
s0nnyb0y69: all messages will be sent to me through my secretary
buttmunch_blidit: kthxbye
s0nnyb0y69: Miss Victoria Silvstedt
Peds: ~ktnxbai
Peds: fuck
Peds: shes my maid
s0nnyb0y69: you wish
buttmunch_blidit: tangina driver ko un eh
s0nnyb0y69: you guys cant afford her!
Peds: I dont bribe people sonny
Peds: i buy them
buttmunch_blidit: ...so u cant afford her nga according to sonny
s0nnyb0y69: you're so poor the fronnt and back door of your house are on the same hinge!
Peds: yea
Peds: coz my house is flying
Peds: haha tang ina totoy
s0nnyb0y69: LOL
buttmunch_blidit:
s0nnyb0y69: lol
s0nnyb0y69: with forcefield pa
Peds: LOL
Peds: and im a wizzard
Peds: casts fireball

My future on TV

2006-04-03T19:32:00.000+08:00

In a few minutes, the new Civic launch will be aired on studio 23 (9pm). Unless the mazda 3 has something new to throw, the Civic might be my car in a couple of months.

A little info about the Civic:
It has a 1.8 (i-)vtec engine that has the performance of the former 2.0L engine and the efficiency of the current 1.5L engine. This is a good thing for me. Unlike my gas guzzling mazda 626 which sports a very torquey engine, this thing will allow me to travel farther with my gas allowance. Another thing I am looking forward to is the 2-tier display that is to die for. Who could hate it? I'm like piloting the millenium falcon... woohoo! Another plus is the input jack that lets me connect any mp3 player, like an ipod, directly to the car sound system. How sweet is that?! I (will) choose an automatic variant when it is time to purchase the civic because I feel that my old "teen" days of driving fast are over. Maybe when I reach my 2nd childhood I might consider buying a sports car. Did I mention it comes in 5 speed automatic? SCHWEET!

Enough of that... On to my diet update.

So far, I have lost 4lbs. Not that much because I have been cheating on my diet. I ate spams and pan de sals, vodka cream pasta (this is to die for), Holy kettle corn pop corn (my precious!), and had a waffle. I also changed my diet a bit. For brunch, I have Nestle's banana and nuts cereals (wheat). Fibers = good. This morning, I ran around Ateneo's Moro Lorenzo Sports complex oval a few times and broke my record. Before, I could only do like 5 laps non-stop jogging. Now, I did 10 laps. Woot. This conditioning thing is working.

Ya think? I think!

Old habbits

2006-03-28T17:34:00.000+08:00

Last summer, I made a promise to myself and that would be to burn them fats. In a matter of one month, I managed to lose about 20lbs (not the biggest loser but still pretty good). From 190lbs, I dropped to 170lbs.

I don't know if this will be a yearly thing but right now, the exercise bug bit me again. This year's *cough* summer *cough* resolution is burn as much calories as I can.

Currently, I'm 178lbs and lost 2lbs over the past 2 days. I had to start over and begin at 180 rather than 170lbs because of all those eat all you can breakfasts with my blockmates and with all those dinner food-trips with my friends.

As for my routine:
M-W-F would be my conditioning days. 30-45mins of jogging and lifting them dumbels.

T-TH would be my not so tough workout days. A few games of basketball or 5-min jumping jacks/jump rope, 60 situps and 40 pushups.

For my diet, 1 hardboiled egg for lunch (i wake up late), and a super lean ground beef grilled by your's truely or a can of tuna for dinner. I do cheat sometimes like eating a handful of Holy kettle corn (sorry i can't resist it) but I keep it at a minimum. Here are the figures: 70 calories for my hardboiled egg, around 300 for my lean beef or 160 for a can of tuna.

A person burns around 2000 calories a day of doing nothing (basic body functions). A pound of fat is about 2300 calories. So by doing the math, basically, I only have to burn what I eat to lose roughly 1lb / day.

There's more in this for me. I have this contest with a man named Peter (yes my father). First to lose 20lbs will get 2,000php. More money for me! This goes to my Technomarine fund savings. hehehehe.

I will post updates as I progress.

Best advice...

2006-01-31T14:23:00.000+08:00

Best advice for computer science students?

Leave it all for the last minute

Right from day one your lecturers will tell you to hand your work in the following week. They’ll tell you to work at a steady, constant pace from the off.

Don’t listen to them.

Although it might be a relatively new discipline, computer programming has already built up a number of sacred traditions, one of which is the last-minute rush to get your work in on time. Subjecting yourself to this stress is an essential part of preparing yourself for the world of work. Relax. Let your work pile up gradually and blithely ignore all the warnings and telltale signs that you’re behind schedule. Don’t let studying get in the way of your life. Don’t duck out of that skiing trip in a vain attempt to make up for lost time. And just when you’re on the edge of the precipice, just when you’ve only got two weeks to hand in a program that you’ve had four months to do, then the code’ll start to flow like there’s no tomorrow.

What attraction would computer programming have if we didn’t put together programs in a breathless, last-minute dash? What would become of the image of the long-haired, bearded, smelly (there’s no time to shave, trim your beard or have a shower, you see), Megadeth-T-shirt-wearing programmer (remember that stains show up less on dark Heavy Metal T-shirts with their elaborate designs) tapping away at a keyboard for 48 hours non-stop? Would you have the stamina to go to the local LAN Party, park your bum down on a plastic chair and spend three days cooped up in a marquee in 35-degree heat gunning down monsters on a screen? What right would we have to call ourselves heroes if we had a kip every day just because we felt a bit tired? Just think about it. What would happen to Coca Cola and all its factories? What would happen to Juan Valdés ? And what would happen to all the coffee factories that dedicate half of their production to computer programmers? When Sandra Bullock and Robert Redford became hackers, did they put their notes down by the side of the computer, sit and think for a while and then methodically tap away on the keyboard for an hour or two before heading off to the gym or the bar on the corner, day after day for four months? And what about that bloke in Operation Swordfish? Would he have cracked the Pentagon password if one of Travolta’s hitmen hadn’t been pointing a pistol at his head while another Travolta hitwoman was trying to distract him?

The answer, my friend, is no. You want an easy life? Go and take another course.

Being up to date with your work and understanding what’s going on in the lecture room is for swots and wimps. You know what to do - leave it all for the last minute.

It's not my fault I'm stupid

2006-01-17T23:01:00.000+08:00

IT'S NOT THE STUDENT'S FAULT IF HE/SHE FAILS IN HIS SUBJECT."
BAKIT?....

"Because the year has only 365 days."

And when you take these factors/things into consideration¡

1. Sundays- 52 days in a year. Sunday is rest day? Therefore

Days left: 313

2. Summer- 50 days of very hot weather. Mahirap mag-aral kapag
mainit.

Days left: 263

3. Sleep- Kailangan ng 8 hours araw-araw, hindi ba? Calculate.
This equals to 130 days.

Days left: 141

4. Relaxation -Kailangan mo ng isang oras per day, sabi nila (for
good health); which translates to 15 days

Days left: 126

5. Pagkain -Tatlong meals, snacktime, 2 hours estimate to chew
properly, equals to 30 days.

Days left: 96

6. Chit-Chat -"Man is a social animal." So sabihin na nating
isang oras bawat araw kang makipagchikahan:

Total: 15 days

Days left: 81

7. Typhoons - Mahirap mag-aral pag me bagyo So per year, mga 35
heavy raining days.

Days left: 46

8. Festivals / Holidays / mga RALLY at Charismatic Movements - 37
days

Balance: 9

9. Illness -Nagkakasakit ka rin naman minsan, hindi ba? Sabihin na
nating apat na araw kada taon.

Remaining days: 5

10. Organizations / Extra curricular Activities - Siyempre may mga
org activities pa. So mga apat na araw din dun.

1 day left

11. Tapos, that 1 day is your birthday. How can you study during
that day?

Natitirang araw: 0, none.

"SAAN ISISINGIT NGAYON ANG PAG-AARAL?!?"

I Met God

2006-01-10T22:14:00.000+08:00

Talking to God...

I met god the other day.

I know what you’re thinking. How the hell did you know it was god?

Well, I’ll explain as we go along, but basically he convinced me by having all, and I do mean ALL, the answers. Every question I flung at him he batted back with a plausible and satisfactory answer. In the end, it was easier to accept that he was god than otherwise.

Which is odd, because I’m still an atheist and we even agree on that!

It all started on the 8.20 back from Paddington. Got myself a nice window seat, no screaming brats or drunken hooligans within earshot. Not even a mobile phone in sight. Sat down, reading the paper and in he walks.

What did he look like?

Well not what you might have expected that’s for sure. He was about 30, wearing a pair of jeans and a "hobgoblin" tee shirt. Definitely casual. Looked like he could have been a social worker or perhaps a programmer like myself.

‘Anyone sitting here?’ he said.

‘Help yourself’ I replied.

Sits down, relaxes, I ignore and back to the correspondence on genetic foods entering the food chain…

Train pulls out and a few minutes later he speaks.

‘Can I ask you a question?’

Fighting to restrain my left eyebrow I replied ‘Yes’ in a tone which was intended to convey that I might not mind one question, and possibly a supplementary, but I really wasn’t in the mood for a conversation. ..

‘Why don’t you believe in god?’

The Bastard!

I love this kind of conversation and can rabbit on for hours about the nonsense of theist beliefs. But I have to be in the mood! Its like when a jehova’s witness knocks on your door 20 minutes before you’re due to have a wisdom tooth pulled. Much as you'd really love to stay… You can’t even begin the fun. And I knew, if I gave my standard reply we’d still be arguing when we got to Cardiff. I just wasn’t in the mood. I needed to fend him off.

But then I thought ‘Odd! How is this perfect stranger so obviously confident – and correct – about my atheism?’ If I’d been driving my car, it wouldn’t have been such a mystery. I’ve got the Darwin fish on the back of mine – the antidote to that twee christian fish you see all over. So anyone spotting that and understanding it would have been in a position to guess my beliefs. But I was on a train and not even wearing my Darwin "Evolve" tshirt that day. And ‘The Independent’ isn’t a registered flag for card carrying atheists, so what, I wondered, had given the game away.

‘What makes you so certain that I don’t?’

‘Because’, he said, ‘ I am god – and you are not afraid of me’

You’ll have to take my word for it of course, but there are ways you can deliver a line like that – most of which would render the speaker a candidate for an institution, or at least prozac. Some of which could be construed as mildly amusing.

Conveying it as "indifferent fact" is a difficult task but that’s exactly how it came across. Nothing in his tone or attitude struck me as even mildly out of place with that statement. He said it because he believed it and his rationality did not appear to be drug induced or the result of a mental breakdown.

‘And why should I believe that?’

‘Well’ he said, ‘why don’t you ask me a few questions. Anything you like, and see if the answers satisfy your sceptical mind?’

This is going to be a short conversation after all, I thought.

‘Who am I?’

‘Stottle. Harry Stottle, born August 10 1947, Bristol, England. Father Paul, Mother Mary. Educated Duke of Yorks Royal Military School 1960 67, Sandhurst and Oxford, PhD in Exobiology, failed rock singer, full time trade union activist for 10 years, latterly self employed computer programmer, web author and aspiring philosopher. Married to Michelle, American citizen, two children by a previous marriage. You’re returning home after what seems to have been a successful meeting with an investor interested in your proposed product tracking anti-forgery software and protocol and you ate a full english breakfast at the hotel this morning except that, as usual, you asked them to hold the revolting english sausages and give you some extra bacon. ‘

He paused

‘You’re not convinced. Hmmm… what would it take to convince you?’

'oh right! Your most secret password and its association'

A serious hacker might be able to obtain the password, but no one else and I mean

NO ONE

knows its association.

He did.

So how would you have played it?

I threw a few more questions about relatively insignificant but unpublicised details of my life (like what my mother claims was the first word I ever spoke – apparently "armadillo"! (Don't ask…)) but I was already pretty convinced. I knew there were only three possible explanations at this point.

Possibility One was that I was dreaming or hallucinating. Nobody’s figured out a test for that so, at the time I think that was my dominant feeling. It did not feel real at the time. More like I was in a play. Acting my lines. Since the event, however, continuing detailed memories of it, together with my contemporaneous notes, remain available, so unless the hallucination has continued to this day, I am now inclined to reject the hallucination hypothesis. Which leaves two others.

He could have been a true telepath. No documented evidence exists of anyone ever having such profound abilities to date but it was a possibility. It would have explained how he could know my best-kept secrets. The problem with that is that it doesn’t explain anything else! In particular it doesn’t account for the answers he proceeded to give to my later questions.

As Sherlock Holmes says, when you’ve eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

Good empiricist, Sherlock.

I was forced to accept at least the possibility that this man was who he claimed to be.

So now what do you do?

Well, I’ve always known that if I met god I would have a million questions for him, so I thought, ‘why not?’ and proceeded with what follows. You’ll have to allow a bit of licence in the detail of the conversation. This was, shall we say, a somewhat unusual occurrence, not to mention just a BIT weird! And yes I was a leetle bit nervous! So if I don’t get it word perfect don’t whinge! You’ll get the gist I promise.
***********************************

‘Forgive me if it takes me a little time to get up to speed here, but its not everyday I get to question a deity’

‘The Deity’ he interrupted.

‘ooh. Touchy!’ I thought.

‘Not really – just correcting the image’

Now That takes some getting used to!

I tried to get a grip on my thoughts, with an internal command - ‘Discipline Harry. You’ve always wanted to be in a situation like this, now you’re actually in it, you mustn’t go to pieces and waste the opportunity of a lifetime’

‘You won’t’ he said.

Tell you! That’s the bit that made it feel unreal more than anything else - this guy sitting across the table and very obviously accurately reading my every thought. Its like finding someone else hand inside your trouser pocket!

Nevertheless, something made me inclined to accept the invasion, I had obviously begun to have some confidence in his perception or abilities, so I distinctly remember the effect of his words was that I suddenly felt deeply reassured and completely relaxed. As he had no doubt intended. Man must have an amazing seduction technique!

So then we got down to business…

‘Are you human?’

‘No’

‘Were you, ever?’

‘No, but similar, Yes’

‘Ah, so you are a product of evolution?’

‘Most certainly – mainly my own’

‘and you evolved from a species like ours, dna based organisms or something equally viable?’

‘Correct’

‘so what, exactly, makes you god?’

‘I did’

‘Why?’

‘Seemed like a good idea at the time’

‘and your present powers, are they in any way similar to what the superstitious believers in my species attribute to you?’

‘Close enough. ’

‘So you created all this, just for us?’

‘No. Of course not’

‘But you did create the Universe?’

‘This One. Yes’

‘But not your own?’

‘This is my own!’

‘You know what I mean!’

‘You can’t create your own parents, so No’

‘So let me get this straight. You are an entirely natural phenomenon.’

‘Entirely’

‘Arising from mechanisms which we ourselves will one day understand and possibly even master?’

‘subject to a quibble over who "we ourselves" may be, but yes’

‘meaning that if the human race doesn’t come up to the mark, other species eventually will?’

‘in one.’

‘and how many other species are there already out there ahead of us?’

‘surprisingly few. Less than fourteen million’

‘FEW!?’

‘Phew!’

‘And how many at or about our level?’

‘currently a little over 4 ½ billion’

‘so our significance in the universe at present is roughly equivalent to the significance of the average Joe here on planet Earth in his relation to the human race?’

‘a little less. Level One, the level your species has reached, begins with the invention of the flying machine. I define the next level in terms your Sci Fi Author Isaac Asimov has already grasped. It is reached when you achieve control of your own primary – the Sun. What Asimov calls a Type I technology. Humanity is only just into the flying machine phase, so as you can imagine, on that scale, the human race is somewhat near the bottom of the level one pack’

‘and all these species are your children?’

‘I like to think of them that way’

‘and the point?’

‘at its simplest, "Life Must Go On". My personal motivation is the desire for conversation. Once you’ve achieved my level, you cease to be billions of separate entities and become one ecstatic whole. A single entity that cannot die, however advanced, or perhaps, more accurately, because it is so advanced, will get lonely and even a trifle bored! I seem to be the first. I do not intend to be the last’

‘so you created a Universe which is potentially capable of producing another god like yourself?’

‘The full benefit will be temporary, but like most orgasms, worth it.’

‘this being the moment when our new god merges with you and we become one again?’

‘don’t play it down, that’s the ecstatic vision driving us all, me included – and when it happens the ecstasy lasts several times longer than this universe has already existed. Believe me, it really is worth the effort.’

‘Yes, I think I can see the attractions of a hundred billion year long orgasm’

‘and humans haven’t even begun to know how to really enjoy the orgasms they are already capable of. Wait till you master that simple art!’

‘So its all about sex is it?’

‘Ecstasy is merely a reward for procreating, it is what makes you want to do it. This is necessary, initially, to promote biological evolution. However once you’ve completed that stage and no longer require procreation, you will learn that ecstasy can be infinitely more intense than anything offered by sex’

‘Sounds good to me!'

'How direct is your involvement in all this? Did you just light the fuse which set off the big bang and stand back and watch? Or did you have to plant the seeds on appropriately fertile planets?’

‘The seeds evolved in deep space, purely as a result of the operations of the laws of physics and chemistry which your scientists have begun to attain a reasonable grasp of. Yes I triggered the bang and essentially became dormant for nearly 5 billion years. That’s how long it took the first lifeforms to emerge. That places them some 8 billion years ahead of you. The first intelligent species are now 4.3 billion years ahead of you. Really quite advanced. I can have deeply meaningful conversations with them. And usually do. In fact I am as we speak’

‘So then what?’

‘Do I keep a constant vigil over every move you make? Not in the kind of prying intrusive sense that some of you seem to think. Let's say I maintain an awareness of what's going on, at a planetary level. I tend only to focus on evolutionary leaps. See if they’re going in the right direction’

‘And if they’re not?’

‘Nothing. Usually’

‘Usually?’

‘Usually species evolving in the wrong direction kill themselves off or become extinct for other reasons’

‘Usually?’

‘There have been one or two cases where a wrong species has had the potential of becoming dominant at the expense of a more promising strain’

‘Let me guess. Dinosaurs on this planet are an example. Too successful. Suppressed the development of mammals and were showing no signs of developing intelligence. So you engineered a little corrective action in the form of a suitably selected asteroid’

‘Perceptive. Almost correct. They were showing signs of developing intelligence, even co-operation. Study your velocirapters. But far too predatory. Incapable of ever developing a "respect" for other life forms. It takes carrying your young to promote the development of emotional attachment to other animals. Earth reptiles aren’t built for that. The mammals who are, as you rightly say, couldn’t get a foothold against such mighty predators. You’ve now reached the stage where you could hold your own even against dinosaurs, but that’s only been true for about a thousand years, you wouldn’t have stood a chance 2 million years ago, so the dinosaurs had to go. They were, however, far too well balanced with the ecology of the planet, and never developed technology, so they weren’t going to kill themselves off in a hurry. Regrettably, I had to intervene.’

‘Regrettably?’

‘They were a beautiful and stunningly successful life form. One doesn’t destroy such things without a qualm.’

‘But at that stage how could you know that a better prospect would arise from the ashes?’

‘I didn’t. But the probability was quite high.’

‘and since then, what other little tweaks have you been responsible for in our development?’

‘None whatsoever. I set an alarm for the first sign of aerial activity, as I usually do. Leonardo looked promising for a while, but not until the Montgolfier brothers did I really begin to take an interest. That registered you as a level one intelligent species’

‘So Jesus of Nazareth, Moses, Mohammed…’

‘hmmm… sadly misguided I’m afraid. Anyone capable of communicating with their own cells will dimly perceive me – and all other life as being connected in a strictly quantum sense, but interpreting that vision as representing something supernatural and requiring obeisance is somewhat wide of the mark. And their followers are all a bit too obsessive and religious for my liking. Its no fun being worshipped once you stop being an adolescent teenager. Having said that, it's not at all unusual for developing species to go through that phase. Until they begin to grasp how much they too can shape their small corner of the universe, they are in understandable awe of an individual dimly but correctly perceived to be responsible for the creation of the whole of that universe. Eventually, if they are to have any hope of attaining level two, they must grow out of it and begin to accept their own power and potential. Its very akin to a child’s relationship with its parents. The awe and worship must disappear before the child can become an adult. Respect is not so bad as long as its not overdone. And I certainly respect all those species who make it that far. It’s a hard slog. I know. I've been there.’

‘You’ve been watching us since the Montgolfiers, when was that? 1650s?’

‘Close. 1783’

‘Well, if you’ve been watching us closely since then, what your average citizen is going to want to know is why you haven’t intervened more often. Why, if you have that sort of power, did you allow such incredible suffering and human misery?’

‘It seems to be necessary.’

‘NECESSARY??!!’

‘Without exception, intelligent species who gain dominance over their planet do so by becoming the most efficient predators. There are many intelligent species who do not evolve to dominate their planet. Like your dolphins, they adapt perfectly to the environment rather than take your course, which is to manipulate the environment. Unfortunately for the dolphin, his is a dead end. He may outlive the human race but will never escape the bounds of planet earth - not without your help at any rate. Only those who can manipulate the world they live in can one day hope to leave it and spread their seed throughout the universe.

Unlike the adaptors, who learn the point of cooperation fairly early on, manipulators battle on. And, once all lesser species have been overcome, they are so competitive and predatory that they are compelled to turn in on themselves. This nearly always evolves into tribal competition in one form or another and becomes more and more destructive - exactly like your own history. However this competition is vital to promote the leap from biological to technological evolution.

You need an arms race in order to make progress.

Your desire to dominate fuels a search for knowledge which the adaptors never require. And although your initial desire for knowledge is selfish and destructive, it begins the development of an intellectual self awareness, a form of higher consciousness, which never emerges in any other species. Not even while they are experiencing it, for example, can the intelligent adaptors - your dolphins - express the concepts of Love or Time.

Militarisation and the development of weapons of mass destruction are your first serious test at level one. You're still not through that phase, though the signs are promising. There is no point whatsoever in my intervening to prevent your self-destruction. Your ability to survive these urges is a crucial test of your fitness to survive later stages. So I would not, never have and never will intervene to prevent a species from destroying itself. Most, in fact, do just that.’

‘And what of pity for those have to live through this torment?’

‘I can’t say this in any way that doesn’t sound callous, but how much time do you spend worrying about the ants you run over in your car? I know it sounds horrendous to you, but you have to see the bigger picture. At this stage in human development, you’re becoming interesting but not yet important.’

'ah but I can't have an intelligent conversation with an ant'

'precisely'

‘hmm… as you know, humans won’t like even to attempt to grasp that perspective. How can you make it more palatable?’

‘Why should I? You don’t appear to have any trouble grasping it. You’re by no means unique. And in any case, once they begin to understand what's in it for them, they’ll be somewhat less inclined to moan. Eternal life compensates for most things.’

‘So what are we supposed to do in order to qualify for membership of the universal intelligentsia?’

‘Evolve. Survive’

‘Yes, but how?’

‘Oh, I thought you might have got the point by now. "How" is entirely up to you. If I have to help, then you’re a failure. All I will say is this. You’ve already passed a major hurdle in learning to live with nuclear weapons. Its depressing how many fail at that stage.’

‘Is there worse to come?’

‘Much’

‘Genetic warfare for instance?

‘Distinct Possibility’

‘and the problem is… that we need to develop all these technologies, acquire all this dangerous knowledge in order to reach level two. But at any stage that knowledge could also cause our own destruction’

‘If you think the dangers of genetic warfare are serious, imagine discovering a secret thought or program, accessible to any intelligent individual, which, if abused, will eliminate your species instantly. If your progress continues as is, then you can expect to discover that particular self-destruct mechanism in less than a thousand years. Your species has got to grow up considerably before you can afford to make that discovery. And if you don’t make it, you will never leave your Solar System and join the rest of the sapient species on level two.’

’14 Million of them’

‘Just under’

'Will there be room for us?'

'it’s a big place'

‘and, for now, how should we mere mortals regard you then?’

‘like an older brother or sister. Of course I know more than you do. Of course I’m more powerful than you. I’ve been alive longer. But I’m not "better" than you. Just more developed. Just what you might become’

‘so we’re not obliged to "please" you or follow your alleged guidelines or anything like that?’

‘absolutely not. Never issued a single guideline in the lifetime of this Universe. Have to find your own way out of the maze. And one early improvement is to stop expecting me - or anyone else - to come and help you out.'

'I suppose that is a guideline of sorts, so there goes the habit of a lifetime! '

'Seriously though, species who hold on to religion past its sell-by date tend to be most likely to self destruct. They spend so much energy arguing about my true nature, and invest so much emotion in their wildly erroneous imagery that they end up killing each other over differences in definitions of something they clearly haven’t got a clue about. Ludicrous behaviour, but it does weed out the weaklings.’

‘Why me? Why pick on an atheist of all people? Why are you telling me all this? And why Now?’

‘Why You? Because can accept my existence without your ego caving in and grovelling like a naughty child. '

'Can you seriously imagine how the Pope would react to the reality of my existence?! If he really understood how badly wrong he and his church have been, how much of the pain and suffering you mentioned earlier has been caused by his religion, I suspect he'd have an instant coronary! Or can you picture what it would be like if I appeared "live" simultaneously on half a dozen tele-evangelist propaganda shows. Pat Robertson would wet himself if he actually understood who he was talking to.

Conversely, your interest is purely academic. You've never swallowed the fairy tale but you've remained open to the possibility of a more advanced life form which could acquire godlike powers. You’ve correctly guessed that godhood is the destiny of life. You have shown you can and do cope with the concept. It seemed reasonable to confirm your suspicions and let you do what you will with that information.

You can and will publish this conversation on the web, where it will sow an important seed. Might take a couple of hundred years to germinate, but, eventually, it will germinate.

Why Now? Well partly because both you and the web are ready now. But chiefly because the human race is reaching a critical phase. It goes back to what we were saying about the dangers of knowledge. Essentially your species is becoming aware of that danger. When that happens to any sapient species, the future can take three courses.

Many are tempted to avoid the danger by avoiding the knowledge. Like the adaptors, they are doomed to extinction. Often pleasantly enough in the confines of their own planet until either their will to live expires or their primary turns red giant and snuffs them out.

A large number go on blindly acquiring the knowledge and don't learn to restrain their abuse. Their fate is sealed somewhat more quickly of course, when Pandora’s box blows up in their faces.

The only ones who reach level two are those who learn to accept and to live with their most dangerous knowledge. Each and every individual in such a species must eventually become capable of destroying their entire species at any time. Yet they must learn to control themselves to the degree that they can survive even such deadly insight. And frankly, they’re the only ones we really want to see leaving their solar systems. Species that haven’t achieved that maturity could not be allowed to infect the rest of the universe, but fortunately that has never required my intervention. The knowledge always does the trick’

'Why can't there be a fourth option - selective research where we avoid investigating dangerous pathways?'

'As you can see from your own limited history, the most useful ideas are also, nearly always, the most dangerous. You have yet, for instance, to conquer fusion power but you need to do so in order to achieve appropriate energy surpluses required to complete this phase of your social development. It will, when you've mastered it, eliminate material inequalities and poverty within a generation or two, an absolutely vital step for any maturing species. Yet the discovery of the principles which will soon yield this beneficial bounty could, had you abused them, have ended your attempt at civilisation.

Similarly, you will shortly be able to conquer biological diseases and even engineer yourselves to be virtually fault free. Your biological life spans will double or treble within the next hundred years and your digital lifespans will become potentially infinite within the same period: If you survive the potential threat that the same technology provides in the form of genetic timebombs, custom built viruses and the other wonders of genetic and digital warfare.

You simply can't have the benefits without taking the risks'.

‘I’m not sure I understand my part in this exercise. I just publish this conversation on the web and everything will be alright?’

‘Not necessarily. Not that easy I’m afraid. To start with, who’s going to take this seriously? It will just be seen as a mildly amusing work of fiction. In fact, your words and indeed most of your work will not be understood or appreciated until some much more advanced scholars develop the ideas you are struggling to express and explain them somewhat more competently. At which point the ideas will be taken up en masse and searches will be undertaken of the archives. They will find this work and be struck by its prescience. You won’t make the Einstein grade, but you might manage John the Baptist!

This piece will have no significance whatsoever if humanity doesn’t make certain key advances in the next couple of centuries. And this won’t help you make those advances. What it will do is help you recognise them’

'can I ask what those advances may be?'

'I think you know. But yes - although you are at level one, there are several distinct phases which evolving species pass through on their way to level two. The first, as we've discussed, is the invention of the flying machine. The next significant phase is the development of the thinking machine.

At your present rate of progress, you are within a few decades of achieving that goal. It marks your first step on the path of technological evolution. Mapping the human genome is another classic landmark, but merely mapping it is a bit like viewing the compiled code in a dos executable. Its just meaningless gibberish, although with a bit of hacking here and there, you might correctly deduce the function of certain stretches of code.

What you really need to do is 'reverse engineer' the dna code. You have to figure out the grammar and syntax of the language. Then you will begin the task of designing yourselves. But that task requires the thinking machine'

‘You say you avoid intervention. But doesn’t this conversation itself constitute intervention – even if people alive now completely ignore it?’

‘Yes. But it's as far as I’m prepared to go. Its only effect is to confirm, if you find it, that you are on the right path. It is still entirely up to you to navigate the dangers on that path and beyond.’

'But why bother even with that much? Surely its just another evolutionary hurdle. We're either fit enough or not…'

'In many ways the transition to an information species is the most traumatic stage in evolution. Biological intelligences have a deeply rooted sense of consciousness only being conceivable from within an organic brain. Coming to terms with the realisation that you have created your successor, not just in the sense of mother and child, but in the collective sense of the species recognising it has become redundant, this paradigm shift is, for many species, a shift too far. They baulk at the challenge and run from this new knowledge. They fail and become extinct. Yet there is nothing fundamentally wrong with them - it is a failure of the imagination.

I hope that if I can get across the concept that I am a product of just such evolution, it may give them the confidence to try. I have discussed this with the level two species and the consensus is that this tiny prod is capable of increasing the contenders for level two without letting through any damaging traits. It has been tried in 312 cases. The jury is still out on its real benefits although it has produced a 12% increase in biological species embracing the transition to information species.

‘Alright, so what if everyone suddenly took it seriously and believed every word I write? Wouldn’t that constitute a somewhat more drastic intervention?’

‘Trust me. They wont’

'and so its still the case, that, should another asteroid happen to be heading our way, you will do nothing to impede it on our behalf?'

'I'm confident you will pass that test. And now my friend, the interview is over, you have asked me a number of the right questions, and I’ve said what I came to say, so I’ll be going now. It has been very nice to meet you - you're quite bright. For an ant!’ He twinkled.

‘Just one final, trivial question, why do you appear to me in the form of a thirty something white male?’

‘have I in any way intimidated or threatened you?’

‘No’

‘Do you find me sexually attractive?’

‘er No!’

‘So figure it out for yourself…’

This is exactly what I think of God.
Story taken from - http://www.fullmoon.nu/articles/art.php?id=tal

New Manila a.k.a. BRGY Mariana Xmas Party

2005-12-10T16:06:00.000+08:00

Ok... so my parents forced me to go to this party in exchange for a little something. We arrived there a bit early. So the first hour was a bit boring waiting and watching bullshit. Each zone had their own "talents" that would perform for us there. I think there were about 12 zones? There were the Mariana Hot Babes (yeah right... maybe during the 50's) who ballroom danced. There was this girl who danced the Argentinian Tango (she looked an argentinian's ass). There was also this choir who won in Germany (i guess they won out of pitty...). The highlight of that first hour was maybe Mayor Sonny Belmonte shaking my hand. Why he did it is a mystery to me (maybe he was thinking "this young retard looks like he's old enough to vote. I'll shake his hand).

After that boring hour, i was shocked to see my new manila friends (most of 'em were in their 20s). I sat with them and we exchanged stories. We got bored at one particular time so we went "chick spotting". hehehe. We later found out that all the pretty girls there were waaay out of our league (either they were super rich, daughters of politicians or too old). After an hour or so, I went back to the table where my parents and relatives were. The congresswoman and counselor went there and shook hands. Then, there was this family friend who went to our table. He was like "I thought he (I) was your (my mom) brother." I felt kinda confused coz it could mean two things: 1) My mom looks young. 2)I look old :/

It was a great party... And same as last year, we were the lucky table. My dad and I won a prize during the raffle. 2 more gifts to open this xmas.

Happy Holidays :)

I Finally Met the Fall Out Boy

2005-12-05T18:49:00.000+08:00

Woot! After several months of inactivity, i finally had an inspiration to write another blog.

Just a while ago, i went with my mom to national bookstore. After having giftwrapped some gifts, i went straight to tower records. Then, there it was! The HOLY GRAIL OF EMO music. The last copy of fall out boy on the shelf! I grabbed my wallet and noticed that had less than 450pesos. I, unsure if my mom deposited my bi-weekly allowance to my ATM account, paid via visa electron hoping that it would work. WEEEEE! It did and im very happy with my new cd!

Here is a pic of the super duper bestest greatest emo band in the whole wide univArs!

I love the band fall out boy because I am a fall out boy. I'm a boy who fell out of my mother's womb. HoHoHoHo. Do the christmas santa laugh!

My Schedule - 1st sem

2005-06-13T22:38:00.000+08:00

Monday
8:30-9:30 CS 21A F-228
9:30-11:30 EN10 B-206
12:30-1:30 MA18 SEC-A202A

Tuesday
7:30-9:00 FIL11 CTC 301
10:30-12:00 MA18 SEC-A202A
1:00-2:00 PE101 PE LECT RM

Wednesday
8:30-9:30 CS 21A F-228
9:30-11:30 EN10 B-206
12:30-1:30 MA18 SEC-A202A

Thursday
7:30-9:00 FIL11 CTC 301
10:30-12:00 MA18 SEC-A202A
1:00-2:00 PE101 PE LECT RM

Friday
7:30-9:30 CS 21A F-228
9:30-11:30 EN10 B-206
1:30-2:30 INTAC 0 BEL-308

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

If you love someone, everything is possible

2005-04-28T17:44:00.000+08:00

Woot! Another masterpiece.

You went to States and all you got me was this cheap tshirt?!

and how much does your ticket cost?

I thought i was your favorite apo :(

But because I love you, I have a solution

Yey its expensive now! I love you Lola! :))

Im so smart :)

False?

2005-04-11T00:51:00.000+08:00

They say that a "Picture is Worth a Thousand Words". This is not the case...

Which are you?

2005-04-01T16:08:00.000+08:00

See, there's three kinds of people: dicks, pussies, and assholes. Pussies think everyone can get along, and dicks just want to fuck all the time without thinking it through. But then you got your assholes. And all the assholes want us to shit all over everything! So, pussies may get mad at dicks once in a while, because pussies get fucked by dicks. But dicks also fuck assholes. And if they didn't fuck the assholes, you know what you'd get? You'd get your dick and your pussy all covered in shit! Pussies don't like dicks, because pussies get fucked by dicks. But dicks also fuck assholes: assholes that just want to shit on everything. Pussies may think they can deal with assholes their way. But the only thing that can fuck an asshole is a dick, with some balls. The problem with dicks is: they fuck too much or fuck when it isn't appropriate - and it takes a pussy to show them that. But sometimes, pussies can be so full of shit that they become assholes themselves... because pussies are an inch and half away from ass holes. I don't know much about this crazy crazy world, but I do know this: If you don't let dicks fuck an asshole, we're going to have our dicks and pussies all covered in shit!

- Team America!

Tayo na sa beach

2005-03-22T21:27:00.000+08:00

Wooo! It has been a while since I posted here. It was because I was too busy with graduation or I was just too lazy. But anyway, Im saving up for our boracay trip with my classmates. When Mr. Migo told us that the Abu Sayaf (sp?) are going to raid boracay by water, Mr. Chino said, "Kaya nga mag p-plane tayo eh". HEHEHEHEHE. That was on inuman night after graduation. Weeee! Im pretty excited. Im happy we got a great deal on our tickets as well as our lodging (station 1 - resort :P) around 10grand on transpo and lodging alone. Arg... Need to save for my pocket money.

Tayo na sa beach
Tayo na't mag swimming
Bilisan mo na
Gusto ko na magsunbathing
- Parokya

Paris Hilton Hacked Hard

2005-02-23T14:03:00.000+08:00

Paris Hilton's T-Mobile sidekick cellphone/pda got hacked.

I guess over 500 of her contacts were made public, including phone numbers to celebrities from every circles from Pauly Shore (umm ... no comment) to her sister Nicky Hilton to even the lip-syncher herself, Ashlee Simpson.

After reading many of the forums across the web, it looks like these celebrities have been bombarded with phonecalls since the story broke!

Her dad will be going "oh well looks like paris ****ed up again" right about now.

Samples -

Simpson, Ashlee
+1-310-254-7***

Lohan, Lindsay
+1-347-596-9***

A, Christina
323-314-1***

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Now I know how he invented the atomic bomb.

2005-02-09T23:08:00.000+08:00

A university professor challenged his students with this
question. "Did
God create everything that exists?

A student bravely replied, "Yes, He did!"

"God created everything?" the professor asked.

"Yes, sir," the student replied.

The professor answered, "If God created everything, then God
created evil, since evil exists. And according to the principal that
our works define who we are, then God is evil." The student became quiet before such an answer.

The professor was quite pleased with himself, and boasted to
the students that he had proven once more that the faith in God is a myth.

Another student raised his hand and said, "Can I ask you a
question, professor?" "Of course," replied the professor. The student
stood up and asked, "Professor, does cold exist?"

"What kind of question is this? Of course it exists. Have you
never been cold?" The students snickered at the young man's question.

The young man replied, "In fact, sir, cold does not exist.
According to the laws of physics, what we consider cold is, in reality, the
absence of heat. Everybody or object is susceptible to study when it has
or transmits energy. Absolute zero (-460 degrees F) is the total absence of
heat. All matter becomes inert and incapable of reaction at that temperature.
Cold does not exist. We have created this word to describe how we feel if
we have no heat.

The student continued. "Professor, does darkness exist?" The
professor responded, "Of course it does."

The student replied, "Once again you are wrong, sir. Darkness
does not exist either. Darkness is, in reality, the absence of light. We
can study light, but not darkness. In fact, we can use Newton's prism to
break white light into many colors and study the various wave lengths of each
color. You cannot measure darkness. A simple ray of light can break into a
world of darkness and illuminate it. How can you know how dark a certain
space is? You measure the amount of light present. Isn't this correct?
Darkness is a term used by man to describe what happens when there is no
light present."

Finally, the young man asked the professor, "Sir, does evil
exist?" Now uncertain, the professor responded, "Of course, as I have
already said. We see it everyday. It is in the daily example of man's
inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil."

To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist, sir, or at
least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God.
It is just like darkness and cold -- a word that man has created to describe
the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is not like faith, or
love, that exist just as does light and heat. Evil is the result of what happens
when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the
cold that comes when there is no heat, or the darkness that comes when
there is no light."

The professor sat down. The young student's name -- Albert
Einstein

HEHEHE cool noh? Siya rin nagsabi na touching a hot girl for 1min feels like a second while as touching a hot plate for a minute seems like an hour.

anyway - http://www.cardomain.com/id/t43m4n - gonna be posting more pictures as it turns from that to this -> http://www.cardomain.com/memberpage/284140/1

2005-02-07T13:08:00.000+08:00

Ok. I just came from sucat. I had to deliver some stuff there. My cousin came with me because he had to give something to our aunt. We took the skyway. At first, i asked him "hataw ko na?" but then, i suddenly saw police scanners (damn, i need radar detectors installed). So it was a no go. On the way back, i noticed that there were no scanners. So I asked if he was OK with the best ride of his life. He agreed and we launched. I pressed so hard on the gas peddal and shifted as fast as i can. Ended up running 240km/h with alot less fuel and a hot engine. All i can say is the trip back home was a lot faster than the trip going to sucat. As for proof, good thing my cousin had a digicam at his backpack.

http://h2005.epinoy.com/maxedout.htm

hope you guys enjoyed my little blog. im still feeling excited so... bye bye for now. :)

Luke Skywalker

2005-01-25T18:43:00.000+08:00

I never did get to know Luke Lising that much. He is a familiar face in the Ateneo. Luke is a member of section 4E which was often our rival on basketball games. As a player, he was a formidable foe, your above average player. Big, fun loving, and jolly guy. And who could forget his different tone of voice? What a waste. So close to graduation. So little time. Fly high Luke! Fly above the eagles in the sky. Walk among the dreams of every atenean.

Rest in peace

Life's a Party

2005-01-23T22:03:00.000+08:00

Ok. So last Saturday night, there was a party at Anton's place. Lots of people attended. There were Ateneans, Povedans, Friends, relatives, and La sallites (or whatever you call them). The trip there was quite fun. Swerving insanity with pulse raising music and did I mention the swerving? :). So when we arrived, we left our bags at Anton's room. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, there he was, holding a MILO cup and two bottles of tequila. We drank a shot each and it hit us hard (empty stomach + a cup of tequila is bad for your health. LoL) So it was like drink... drink... drink... eat... eat... drink... drink... eat... drink... So then we played this game. I dunno what its called but I'm pretty sure it was a game (I think?). During the climax of the game, I was called by the other table. They let me drink a shot of tequila again and a glass of water mixed with vodka (or maybe it was the other way around). So the game resumes - and then Paulo told me that we should change our drinks to beer instead of tequila. BI talaga :P . So we went outside to breath "fresh air". Saw a couple of la sallites and a shotgun. HEHEHEHE. I don't know what their problem was but after I realized that Pau and Jim were saying "pare ikutan natin" AHAHAHAHA, I knew it was getting serious. So anyway, they left without any injuries (they should thank the lord that I didn't come on time). Then the following morning, I woke up and dunno how I fell asleep. During and after breakfast, it was laughtrip. As in! We were all laughing so hard that we thought we were still drunk. LoL. So that's it for now. It's a kinda rushed blog so it maybe/is not perfect.

We study hard! We party hard! - thames (hehehehehe)

Let me just plug
Ateneo - DLSU friendship party on Feb 11 @ Rockwell Pplant Rooftop.
pIXel on Jan 28 and 29 9th AHS fair. Ateneo High School Grounds.

See you there!

Lets face it, chinese comedy is waaaaay better than pinoy comedy.

2005-01-07T21:56:00.000+08:00

So me, my cousin and my neighbor decided to check out gateway mall (especially the cinema). The top floor (where the cinema was) is simply amazing. The best one I've seen so far. The cinema was not that great though. it was above average. Seats were a bit stuffy. People bigger than me might find it uneasy. I asked about the new theatre (the one that has lazy boys!) and they said it will be open around feb. Here is the low-down on the new theatre:

1) lazy boys!!!
2) waiters!!!
3) Unlimited drinks and popcorns
4) Price = 250pesos/head (bummer)

OK, on to my movie review (kung fu hustle).

If you like shaolin soccer, eurotrip, and/or old school, this is definately a must see. The movie was fucking funny! I cant believe that slapstick comedy could be this funny! I was like laughing the whole movie (except for some fighting scenes which kept me at awe). Special effects were simply stunning. Comparable to The Matrix? Definately! Sound was nice and so was the story.

Audio - 8.5/10
Video - 9/10
Plot - 8/10
Watch again value - 9/10

total - 9/10 - a MUST SEE VIDEO!

Trash your plans to see Oceans 12 and all those other crappy american movies. Asian should support asians! Watch Kung Fu hustle! you wont regret it!

KUNG FU HUSTLE IS TEH SHIT!!!!!!

A home to sleep in, or a wife to sleep with?

2005-01-02T01:28:00.000+08:00

I’m very confused which school to choose. Coz, everyone knows that engineering is better in DLSU than the Ateneo right? Im like choosing between Friends/Environment or Course/Career. Ateneo vs DLSU respectively. Ateneo is my home while La Salle is my wife. If I choose ADMU, an earthquake can easily destroy a house. If I choose DLSU, I can have babies with DLSU and name them dollars and pesos. HEHEHE. Anyway I’ve got 2 months to think about it.

Happy New Year Everyone!

p.s.

Sam Padla, tumalon ka ba ng new year? Para naman tumangkad ka! Hehehehe

Peace

Human vs Cockroach : 1 - 0

2004-12-27T23:25:00.000+08:00

Photoblog! Weeeee...

OMG! First time i killed a Cockroach! Celebrate everyone!

FCUK YOU IDIOT IPIS! YOU CANT LEAVE MY ROOM ALIVE!!!!

I didnt have any bug killer. So.... IMPROVISE! ANTHRAX BABY!!

SPRAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

1 point for me and none for you!

Comments on my Photoblog will be appreciated. This is A true story! :)

Giant Gift of Death

2004-12-25T22:41:00.000+08:00

Photoblog! Weeeee...

My largest gift this Xmas (given by my aunt)

It got me all excited

Oh my god! What could it be?

When I opened it, it was a CD tower. WTF? I got so angry!

I wept coz i was expecting a lot more. :(

Comments on my Photoblog will be appreciated. Not a true story! :)

How do I edit blogger?

2004-12-24T23:38:00.000+08:00

Goddamn this! How do I edit blogger? I should be good at this, but right now, I have no clue! How do I edit my blog (like adding pictures and stuff)? I want to keep the template though.

Merry Xmas to all... Great night...

2004-12-24T21:47:00.000+08:00

So we had our dinner at Le Souffle located at the Fort. Food was great and so was the service. After dinner, luckily, fireworks were being displayed at Makati (above hotel intercon I think). A true sight for sore eyes. We will be hearing mass later. Tomorrow will truly be the start of my food trip (my eating schedule is full so don’t bother me)

Merry Xmas to you all! Happy Holidays!

Karold and Humar

2004-12-24T11:59:00.000+08:00

After a long time of not blogging, I suddenly felt the urge to blog again. Yesterday was a nice day. Watched a movie, got into traffic going home, ate at Kenny Rogers with some friends, and watched Wrong Turn at StarMovies (I think…) So we watched this movie called Harold and Koooomar (Kumar) and I noticed that even the most craptarded movie has some lesson/s to it. Like I remember this black guy who was arrested for being black saying “It's no use getting all worked up everytime some idiots are giving you a hard time, the universe tends to unfold as it should.” WOOOOO! Now that is what I call a quotable quote. We also met Sabs and Issa again. So after Rockwell, we decided to go home. But there was one problem: I did not know how to get home. So I had a plan. I told the ever dependable J-MRT to let me follow him home (like a convoy). So we did that and got stuck into traffic. After a tedious time waiting to reach New Manila, we decided to give ourselves some reward. So we ate at Kenny Rogers (btw, I did not like their food – the dessert was awesome though). After that I went home – like 2 mins away from KR. Before I decided to hit the sack, I watched this movie wrong turn which in my humble opinion was WRONG. I mean, who would create that kind of movie wherein abnormal people eat normal people. Shouldn’t it be the other way around? HEHEHE

Chill…

One hot FUX

2004-11-26T17:42:00.000+08:00

Just to share a picture of a hot FUX/wolf

OMG, what a day. Before i went to the band practice of HMTE, we played a few games at hobbystop first. After that bittersweet experience, we headed to futurestar as that was our practice place. We waited almost an hour for hobbit... oh i mean bobbit to arrive. while waiting, i got another taste of one of the best sisigs in teh WORLD! The place is called jaoros or jauros (pronounced as JAW-ROS). *sigh... i should get paid for this :/. there is no such thing as free advertising.* HEHEHEHE

Peace out

Ranting Poem

2004-11-25T22:19:00.000+08:00

Today I had a terrible fight
With whom? There’s no one in sight
I gave it a punch and a kick
All it did was make me sick
The exam the teacher gave me
Was an insult to my dignity
He showed we were all retarded
By giving us an easy test before we started
Good thing we had our brain
We put his effort down the drain
How silly this teacher is
I know he won’t stop until he sees
The location of our humble ditch
Containing answers to his exam’s glitch

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OMG! My first blog.

2004-11-25T17:54:00.000+08:00

Yippee my first blog!

Today i will be ranting about what happened today which is a Thursday.

So we had this like very uber easy exam on science/physics. I was like "OMG you NOOB! Cant you make the test a little harder!" I took the exam as an insult to both my intelligence and my pride. WTF do you think I am? AN IDIOT? EVEN A SHITHEAD LIKE SADDAM CAN ANSWER YOU DUMBF#cK exam!!! After the exam, I drove along with Paulo to hobbystop which is beside KFC. We had a great time there. I did not find time to eat (which a sin! coz you should live love and eat) coz I was so busy driving. On my way home, I saw this dead dog with his brains and guts all over the road. I was like "WTF NOOB DRIVER WHO KILLED YOU! You should die and burn in hell. Poor little doggy!" So I decided to go with the flow and run over the dog (only on the tail thank you) . The day is not yet finished so shut the f#< up and stop complaining if my blog is a bit short.

Have a very nice day. Carpe Diem!