Bumenta sa 'kin. Misheard lyrics of The Greatest Love of All daw:

"I decided long ago never to walk with Edu Manzano//

If I fail/ If I'm sixteen..."

"Bababaero/ Bababaero/ Bababaero daw ako// Sinong may sabi?/ Makakating labi// Di-di-di naman totoo!"

-("Babaero" by Randy Santiago, a.k.a. Theme Song of Anton's Boys)

And that pretty much sums up my first day of school. Maybe being an A-boy (Anton's boy) won't be such a bad thing after all. At least meron kaming super-duper mega ultra tigasin theme song. One of Jopog's concoctions, of course. Nakaka-LSS.

Kwento time. Someone just had to bring up the "ID strap from other schools" issue to Ms Roman.

"Kung gusto niyo ng (ID strap ng) Ateneo o La Salle, dun kayo mag-aral!"

...I was wearing the McDonald's Love ko 'to ID strap. Nyahahaha.

 <--I have decided that I'll marry Papa Heath.

"Parang utang na loob mo pa sa kanila na may transcript ka!"

-Kikay (referring to the secretary with colorete in the Admissions Office)

Okay. It's been 2 days since I posted something but trust me. I'm not low on anything to say. In fact, this may be quite long. A bunch of rants that no one really cares about. So... Olrayt. Point of order.

"When you feel confident, it means there's something you don't know." <--There's a line that goes something to that effect in Artemis Fowl 2

I said in my previous post that I felt invincible... as though the whole world is for me to conquer blahblahbloo. But, being a puny human in an apathetic universe, I also mentioned that some sick twist of fate would be arranged so that all your plans you meticulously... well, planned as though you were planning the WWIII will go... kaput. Pfft. Supot. And you go: "Putra tong shyet na lecheng ta*****ng buhay to @#%$!!!" Haay. And I quote from the one-hit wonder B*Witched:

"C'est la vie!" -The one-hit wonder B*witched

That's life and life sucks as we know it. But the goddamn point is, I didn't get to fucking watch HP 3 because some major league hemorrhoid (itago na lang natin sa pangalang ROBINSON'S METRO EAST) just had to put in the leading newspapers in our glorious country that the first showing is at 10:something in the morning when in fact, it was actually at 12:35 in the afternoon. My hopes and dreams were shattered barely 20 minutes after my plan commenced. Anak ng kamote. Pakshyet talaga.

"May potential si Toni Gonzaga na maging host ng isang actual show. Ba't niya sinasayang sa... Eat Bulaga?" (I said something like that in Ardz)

I was really ticked off and He-Bitch... I don't know. But the Metrosexual of the Universe wanted to go to Ardz. I didn't want some green-and orange striped tiger pouncing on me so I agreed. We critiqued Irene and Eat Bulaga (critique = nilait) while indulging in some... fermented malt beverage. Then, I had to go to Rustan's to buy some fruit cocktail for the Magnificat's *fruitful* meeting. (No pun intended. Another story. Next post.) I think the meeting was fruitful. Must be the fruits.

[See quotation from Princess Kikay above.]

After eating in McDonald's brand new function room, PhamCue, Trixxman and Da Mykster (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh!) went back to school. I had to submit my UP form 2 which I changed three times already and Miss Colorete was there sitting by her window looking so hoity-toity and antipatika.."Miss, pakibilis nga. Dapat 4:30 pa kami magsasara eh."

Ewan ko sayo. At saka... Teka. Ang alam ko 5 pm pa dapat kayo magsasara ha. Eh kaya naman pala 7 working days bago ma-process ang transcript eh. No wonder. Tsk tsk tsk.

CRAP. I was already panicking and Donya Victorina wasn't helping at all! Sa tingin ba niya, pag tumambay siya malapit sa kin (with her hair's highlights in all their glory) na hawak na yung bag niya at kung makatingin ay tila baga ako yung nagnanakaw ng diyaryo nila tuwing umaga, bibilis ako?!! Ekskyusmi. Di ho ako si Flash... at meron pang lugar para sa isa pang antipatika dito.

HERE I COME TO SAVE THE DAAAAAAAAAAY!!!

Well, actually, no heroic acts of duty for today. Maybe some other time.   (Mukhang gago yung smiley. It has the face of a kid you can't help but pick on during recess.) But I'm young and invincible and full of that carpe diem crap that dwindles away like water in your hand once you start your term paper... aaaand get this! I have a SCHEDULE. Nyahaha. I leave our house at 8.30, and so at 9.00, I'd be at McDonald's ordering--what else?--large fries. Hopefully, my associate and partner in crime He-Bitch, the Metrosexual of the Universe,  is feeling omnipotent today and managed to create a schedule as well so that we'd BOTH actually be at the place to be. At 9.45, we head off to wherever (I did this schedule thing in less than a minute, okay?) and at whatever time Harry Potter 3 starts, we're there to critique every trivial and minuscule detail of the film. After the movie, I go to The Magnificat's fruitful meeting. When all the fruitiness is over, I go back home... to McDonald's. 

I would be pleasantly surprised if all these would actually happen later. Usually, when you thought you've got everything under control, some kind of adverse twist of fate would be arranged so that you'd be left spewing expletives.

In the meantime, Rico Blanco is singing Balisong to my eardrums and Mighty Mouse looks like a Metro Aid. (Oo nga pala. Mga tinginingining na pulitiko. The Metro Aids are left cleaning their trash. Too bad no one can really sweep the other grime and filth they have under their sleeves. )

It has been 3 or 4 days since I posted my... first post. I thought there would be some kind of nouveau riche thing involved with being a newbie in the weblog cyber-community. You know... Go wild on blogging the first time you try it out. Share every boring bit about your self and every single morsel of information about what transpired during the day:

"2day s da 3rd day of da 6th mnth of da yr... Maaaan, I'm luvin dis whole blogging thng! I'm hvng d shivers frm xcitemnt... Ooh, der dey go again!  And smileys!! U gotta luv smileys!  Smileys, smileys, smileys!!  So nywei, I pillaged a kngdm up nrth. It's soooo lyk easy 2 loot frm those mbeciles. I raped d wmen n kild d chldrn. I wnt hom n my cutie cat Strawberry grited me. She's soooooo qt.  Juz lyk dis smiley. Hahaha!! Den i wtchd dis rily swit film She's All That. I wuz goin awwwww ol d tym cuz its rily qt!!!!!!!!  FREDDIE PRINZE IS D BOMB!  Den i calld Tiffany n she calld Amber n we talkd bout which kngdm 2 attck nxt..."

Blahblahblahbloobloobloo.

But as you noticed, that's just what I did. I babbled. Some people are better off shutting up (like that scum congressman) and a while ago, I was one of those folks. That's because I really have nothing to say. I overslept, got a headache from over-sleeping, and "slept off" the headache. And THAT pretty much sums up my day. I don't know when I'll blog again, but in the meantime...

I'm gone. *shwish of cape*

Today is May... something. I'm not really updated with dates and the days of the week anymore.  THE SUN IS RIGHT ABOVE ME!!! IT MUST BE... TIME FOR EAT BULAGA! (...or MTB or any of those demeaning noontime shows.) Over-sleeping and radiation from the TV and my PC monitor warped my biological clock. Toink.

Okay. First, Friendster. Then, Friendtest. Now... Xanga. And they say I don't conform. Hah.  But being the self-obsessed narcissist that I am, I've always wanted to share bits about my pathetic dreary existence even if no one really cares about them. So... Here it is. My very own weblog. I think I'm going to cry. Sniff.  

I christen thee... www.xanga.com/gluteus_m, for a major league ass owns thee.