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Why I spent 180php yesterday:

1. I wanted to see Kiko Machine, Nuncyspungen and Jeepney Joyride live.
2. Droool over Shards of Ice's vocalist, Dean Rosen.
3. Re-establish bridges with old friends.
4. Maybe see my "guy" friends. Nwggrarr.
5. Waiting for something unexpected to happen.

Why I think spending 180php wasn't worth it:

1. I wasn't able to watch Nuncyspungen.
2. I only saw Dean Rosen's bare torso from afar.

   *Nabuhusan ako ng Red Horse sa pantalon ng mga panahong ito kaya last song na lang ang inabutan ko. I went around with my butt smelling like beer. Damnit.*

3. Only a few of the people I wanted to spend time with turned up. Sad.
4. I don't wanna talk about my guy     friends. They're a bunch of piss-asses.
5. Nothing unexpected or even close to unusual happened, except the Red Horse  on mah ass part. So much for being romantic. 

                   Ang cute mo. Bakit ba ang bata mo pa?

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Bakit mahirap hanapan ng kahulugan ang isang bagay kung hindi mo ito ihahambing sa iba? 

Katulad na lang ng walang katapusang pag-aaway sa depinisyon ng goth. (Ito ang una kong naisip dahil sa mga nabasa kong mga pahina ng isang tabulas user kagabi). May nagsasabing genre lang ito ng musika, o moda ng pananamit, yung iba naman sinasabing kailangan daw ito isabuhay. Sa totoo lang, hindi ko alam ang sagot. Pero ang mga kasagutang nabanggit ko ay resulta ng paghahambing.

Tumingin sila sa paligid, sa mga sinabi at ginawa ng mga kapanipaniwalang tao, o sa mga letrang isinulat patungkol dito. Kung ang nakikita mo lang sa paligid mo ay mga taong nagsusuot ng itim na damit, sapatos, lipstick o nail polish pero kapag tinanong mo sila sa musika ay puro hangin ang sinagot sayo - malamang iisipin mo na ang pagiging goth ay hango sa pananamit lamang. Kapag history major ka naman, ang goth ay mga Aleman na sumakop sa Roman empire nung panahon ni Kristo.

Lahat tayo ng produkto ng kapaligiran natin, kahit na aminin pa natin o hindi. Kahit magdahilan pa tayo na may sarili tayong pag-iisip at pag-uugali, ang humubog pa rin sa atin ay ang mga bagay na nakapalibot sa atin. Ito ang nagbigay sa atin ng pagpipilian sa araw-araw na nabubuhay tayo - kung ano ang kakainin natin sa hapunan, kung anong channel ang magandang panoorin tuwing gabi, o kung anong propesyon kaya ang makakapagpaligaya sa atin. Kung walang mass media, magiging idolo mo ba si Nick Carter o kaya si Dimebag? Malalaman mo kaya na magandang gamitin ang neutrogena sa balat? Mapapasayaw ba kayo ng mga kaklase mo sa Venga boys kung walang radyo at kung walang tumatangkilik sa kanila? Masasabi mo bang maganda ang binabasa mo kung wala ka pang ibang nababasang teksto bago nito?

Siguro. Walang katikayakan kung ano ang sagot dahil lahat tayo nabahiran ng lumot ng nakaraan, namangha sa alon ng pagbabago at natingala sa bawag pagsikat ng araw. May kahulugan sayo ang isang bagay na maaaring salungat sa kahulugan ko. Kaya wala naman talagang dapat pagtalunan kung kahulugan ang pag-uusapan. Kung nakasalaksak lang sa pag-iisip ng lahat ang konseptong ito, malamang hindi na kailangang hilingin ng mga lumalahok sa Ms. Universe ang world peace.

Pagpasensyahan nyo na kung may baluktot na Filipino. Bisaya kasi ako eh. Kung may angal ka.. eh di meron.

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Most people are still shocked when they see a gay couple. Homosexuality is not at all uncommon in other species - birds, gazelles, chimpanzees and other animals do it. Firstly, research shows that 44% of galahs are homosexual (both sexes) and bonobo chimpanzees are 100% bisexual. Homosexual behaviour occurs in more than 450 different kinds of animals worldwide. Some scientists believe that the particular shape and location of the Bonobos genitals have evolved specifically fo lesbian rather than heterosexual interactions. Although lesbian activity generally occurs among all members of a group, each female usually has a favorite partner with whom she interacts more often. Homosexuality is found in both males and females. Behaviors include sexual, affectionate, courtship and pair bonding.

Bottlenose and Spinner Dolphins, White-tailed and Mule (black tailed) deers, antelopes, buffalos, flying foxes and bats, Canada and Snow Geese, elephants, penguins and other animals have been observed to have homosexual behavior. Evidences include Roy and Silo, two male chinstrap penguins at New York's Central Park Zoo, who have been inseparable for six years now. They display classic pair-bonding behavior—entwining of necks, mutual preening, flipper flapping, and the rest. They also have sex, while ignoring potential female mates. A pair of female Canada geese, for example, would raise their young together after having copulated with a male goose. The male is in effect the sperm donor. This questions the role of the female and male in pair-bonding. 

How far can experimentation on animals help us in explaining homosexual behavior in humans? Some evolutionary psychologists believe that these animals may just be enjoying themselves – a form of self-gratification. There can be numerous reasons – to convince others to share food or to express joy over the discovery of a favorite fruit tree.

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Day One

I was innocently jogging last Thursday night with my orgmates, trying to practice my let's-get-physical-regimen. We passed by the tennis court along the UPacad oval near eng'g, when I tripped over something (due to an unexplainable force, maybe exhaustion). I lay face down on the pavement while my knee throbbed in pain. I stopped the impact with my right palm, thus a little patch of skin was scraped - the little veins peeping out. My orgmates helped me up and I saw their wide-eyed, inquisitive little faces asking maybe how hurt I was. I lifted my jogging pants to confront my wound. 

Blood quickly spurted from the gash. Eew. Its partly a deep cut and an abrasion. The skin on my knee sort of opened up to eat up something. They look like lips for Pete's sake! I can only stand and wonder at how gross and ugly it is.

Then it started to rain while we were walking towards a waiting shed for a jeep. Of course, I had to walk faster considering I have this big, painful gash. I also saw two holes on my pants. Bummer.  

Day Two

My first class is on the 3rd floor so I had a lot of going up and down the stairs, which takes a long time and can really burn me out (My leg with the wound is almost non-functional). I met with the CDP head at the Guad MRT station. He didn't tell me where we were supposed to meet so I went down first(with so many steps - like more than 50!). I waited a couple of minutes, when he didn't text back, I went up again. WHEW. I saw him waiting near the elevator so I was kinda hoping that we would use the elevator, NOT THE STAIRS. He said, as a matter-of-factly that the elevator wasn't working. Damn broke my heart.

We went to some place in makati and YES IT INVOLVED A LOT OF STAIRS. We then stayed in an orgmate's pad on the freaking 5th floor! WTF?! I don't know how I managed to get up and down. But I felt blood spurting from my wound again. I haven't returned to the infirmary and they said it NEEDS STITCHES.

Anyway, that night my friends and I went to a gig somewhere in Pasig. I saw Jeepney Joyride's vocalist and I welled with joy, all my misfortunes washed away. Then, IT RAINED. You know the next part. Yes, they weren't able to play their set. Fuck. I got to the apartment at around 2:30 AM and I had a hard time removing the gauze from the wound, there may be a sticky yellowish substance hanging around there aka NANA. I even saw something GRAYISH, but I don't want to think about it anymore.

Day Three: The Last Straw

I woke up with a major headache and decided to take the bus home, as the MRT has major stairs to be reckoned with. I slept for an hour and something woke me up - I'm supposed to get off. I felt groggy as I motioned the busman to stop. I was so dizzy I missed a step and I fell down two steps with my knee (YES WITH THE WOUND!) slamming on the ground.

POTAH.

Is the universe conspiring against me?!

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I forgot to mention that on the eve of that fateful day (when I got scarred for life), I ate a one-piece chickenjoy meal. And great heavens! I'm allergic to chicken when I have open wounds. I also forgot that weebit of fact. The next day, my knee was itching like hell! When I got to put my pants down, my knee was like as red as a tomato. The next day, my whole knee swelled up! It was the most impossible thing. I even had a hard time putting on my tight pants. Well, I went to infirmatay asap after my bio exam. The doctor said that it was horribly infected and I need to start drinking antibiotics (Fuckin' P40 per tablet, may discount na yun ah!) and painkillers.

The day before the Circumcision mission, I visited my ex-flatmate because she enticed me using two pieces of Max's Spring Chicken. I resisted. Yes. I battled my inner demons. But, they still won and I gobbled up the two pieces like there was no tomorrow. After an hour, my right foot (with the wound) hurt when it touched the floor. When I looked at it, I was perpetually horrified! Lumobo yung paa ko.

Important lesson learned: Stay away from bad meat, esp. chicken.

Anyway, I got my first medical mission project with a swollen knee (may nana yun ha). We occupied three floors of the barangay hall, climbing up and down the stairs hurt. Fig! But, there's a lot of funny things that happened that I just forgot about my gash. Here's a cute picture of a 19 year old being circumcised. Haha.

Ouch! That must hurt. Hehe.

Anyway, the swelling has subsided. It has been two weeks since I got that nefarious of a gash. At least now, I can walk properly without anyone asking: "Pilay ka ba? Bakit iika-ika ka?" MGA USISERO'T USISERA! Grraaaar! Lilo smash!

After the mission, we went to Mabby's house to abuse the vidoke the whole night up to the wee hours of the morning. I was down at about 2 AM, I wasn't able to sleep the night before. My orgmates were still singing until 4 AM. Sheeeesh.

My aunts are spending their vacation here, I'm touring them around greenhills tomorrow (I think my knee's fine) and let them burn their cash. Haha. This is the most disorganized entry I ever wrote. Fuck it, its my blog, bugger off.