Ok, here goes, credits to my older cousin for these jokes.
(Heto na ang ka cornyhan...)
Joke Number 1:
(Sa isang math class)
Teacher: class, question, kung meron akong isang piraso ng karne at hinati ko ito, ilang piraso na?
Boy: 2 po mam!
Teacher: at kung hinati ko pareho?
Boy: 4 piraso po!
Teacher: kung hinati ko ulit...
boy: 8 piraso po
Teacher: at kung hinati ko pa?
Boy: 32 piraso na po!
Teacher: kung hinati ko ulit?
Boy: ...64 po! (nagagalit na)
Teacher: at hinati ko pa? at dalawang beses ko pa hinati pagkatapos nun?
Boy: .......................p*t*ng *n* mo mam! GINILING NA YUN! GINILING!
Joke number 2:
teams of archeologists from diff. nations excavated ancient ruins from their respective countries to discover how their ancestors communicated....
Japanese archeologists digging 100m down found a copper wire
Japanese: "very good! our great ancestors of 1000 years already had telephone!"
American archaeologists digging 200m down found a fiber optics cable
Americans: "My god! this means our great forefathers already had broadband 2000 yrs ago!"
Filipino Archaeologists digging 500m down found nothing
Filipinos:.............
"ang lupit ng mga ninuno natin! WIRELESS!
(end of ka cornyhan...) =D
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
An Ode to Ms. Nanette
I'm posting this here for posterity, copyrights go to the author
Ms. Nanette, you will forever rock in our hearts...
Ms. Nanette, you will forever rock in our hearts...
Friday, January 18, 2008
More than just singing
Our Les Miserables Musical has got to be one of the grandest things we'll ever do in our young lives. It's also the hardest, as it is demanding physically, mentally and psychologically. If it's that much of a strain on our already busy lives, why do we still do it?
Well, I do it for the sake of making a great performance, a performance that will amaze those who witness it, a show that will immortalize our names, a feat unsurpassed and glorified through passion and skill combined.
I do it, for the personal honor it brings me in doing a great rendition of a legendary musical, for the pride it gives me and the pride it gives Ms. Nanette, for the greatness that we could inspire and display to others.
Don't you feel that? Can you feel that, burning passion surging through your veins? That powerful need to do something great through this performance, to make ourselves proud of what we do?
Maybe you'll think that i'm saying we perform just to show-off. No. Far from it. What I'm saying is that doing this, giving our best and showing people that we can do great things, to achieve something like this, is beyond any award or prize. It is a matter of pride, honor, and dedication to greatness. And when we pull this off, it will have proved our dedication to each other, to our class, to our family, to ZDN.
This is my reason. though your's may not be similar to mine, i hope i've reminded you what your real reason for doing your best in Les Mis is. Let's go out there, and make everyone proud.
[a side note: i know sometimes i go overboard with the stuff i do...especially when my singing goes a bit arrogant and haughty. For that, i am truly sorry, and i ask the pardon of those who find it irritating and disconcerting and demoralizing. it's just that, i love Les Mis, and i'm really proud of the things we do, so there are times when that feeling goes to my head. I'm really sorry. i'll do my best to just be normal and not act like I own the place...]
Well, I do it for the sake of making a great performance, a performance that will amaze those who witness it, a show that will immortalize our names, a feat unsurpassed and glorified through passion and skill combined.
I do it, for the personal honor it brings me in doing a great rendition of a legendary musical, for the pride it gives me and the pride it gives Ms. Nanette, for the greatness that we could inspire and display to others.
Don't you feel that? Can you feel that, burning passion surging through your veins? That powerful need to do something great through this performance, to make ourselves proud of what we do?
Maybe you'll think that i'm saying we perform just to show-off. No. Far from it. What I'm saying is that doing this, giving our best and showing people that we can do great things, to achieve something like this, is beyond any award or prize. It is a matter of pride, honor, and dedication to greatness. And when we pull this off, it will have proved our dedication to each other, to our class, to our family, to ZDN.
This is my reason. though your's may not be similar to mine, i hope i've reminded you what your real reason for doing your best in Les Mis is. Let's go out there, and make everyone proud.
[a side note: i know sometimes i go overboard with the stuff i do...especially when my singing goes a bit arrogant and haughty. For that, i am truly sorry, and i ask the pardon of those who find it irritating and disconcerting and demoralizing. it's just that, i love Les Mis, and i'm really proud of the things we do, so there are times when that feeling goes to my head. I'm really sorry. i'll do my best to just be normal and not act like I own the place...]
Monday, January 14, 2008
Not all pairings are happy ones...
Pairings are all around these days...usually, they are referred to as a combination of the names of the two people involved. You know the rest...usually we try to think of the pair, though fictional in reality, as something of a romantic connection between the two people, even if they're both guys, which is actually more prevailent in this case.
I also like to think of pairs as romantic, because it's funny and sweet. sometimes though, i just tend to romanticize that pair to mask the true nature of their relationship. it's like, i'd rather think of it as a happy, funny thing than what it really is...a pitiful, sad one.
Though most of those who might read this knows this, i've already come up with another pair that you almost always see. only those select few who i've mused with know about this though. this pairing involves these two guys who're are always with each other. where one is the other one will also be. combining their names, i've come up with the hypothetical pairing of team apple.
I'd like to think of team apple as a sweet and funny homo relationship with romantic inclinations...don't look at me like that...it really is funny...i even referenced it in one of my short stories here...but recently, i've been opened to the truth behind their relationship. sad to say...it's anything but funny.
it's actually pitiful and...sad...it seems that the dominant guy in the pair (let's name him "A") is an over achiever and egotistic type of guy while (let's name the other guy "p") just wants to have friends...he's really kind too...i know him. But from what i hear, "A" is treating "P" as some sort of pet..."P" constantly follows "A" around, while "A" makes "P" do his dirty work. that's just sad...it would seem that "A" is just using "P"...while "P" looks to "A" as his friend...i also hear that "A" even takes credit for the good things "P" does...so much for happy lovestruck boys...
i like musing about this pair because i find it amusing to think of them that way...but now i guess i do it to see them in a more positive light than what's really happening...i pity "P"...moreso because we know each other...
though i might write some fiction about team apple, those will actually be attempts to turn away from the sad truth of what's really going on between them....it'll just be bittersweet hopes for a better, happier story of their lives.
I also like to think of pairs as romantic, because it's funny and sweet. sometimes though, i just tend to romanticize that pair to mask the true nature of their relationship. it's like, i'd rather think of it as a happy, funny thing than what it really is...a pitiful, sad one.
Though most of those who might read this knows this, i've already come up with another pair that you almost always see. only those select few who i've mused with know about this though. this pairing involves these two guys who're are always with each other. where one is the other one will also be. combining their names, i've come up with the hypothetical pairing of team apple.
I'd like to think of team apple as a sweet and funny homo relationship with romantic inclinations...don't look at me like that...it really is funny...i even referenced it in one of my short stories here...but recently, i've been opened to the truth behind their relationship. sad to say...it's anything but funny.
it's actually pitiful and...sad...it seems that the dominant guy in the pair (let's name him "A") is an over achiever and egotistic type of guy while (let's name the other guy "p") just wants to have friends...he's really kind too...i know him. But from what i hear, "A" is treating "P" as some sort of pet..."P" constantly follows "A" around, while "A" makes "P" do his dirty work. that's just sad...it would seem that "A" is just using "P"...while "P" looks to "A" as his friend...i also hear that "A" even takes credit for the good things "P" does...so much for happy lovestruck boys...
i like musing about this pair because i find it amusing to think of them that way...but now i guess i do it to see them in a more positive light than what's really happening...i pity "P"...moreso because we know each other...
though i might write some fiction about team apple, those will actually be attempts to turn away from the sad truth of what's really going on between them....it'll just be bittersweet hopes for a better, happier story of their lives.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
The Many Symbolisms of Life (continued)
Remember when I said i view almost everything in my life as symbolic? well, here's another even more absurd example.
From my early childhood until now, I have an insane fear of cockroaches. You would too if a big one crawled up your face when you were five...anyway, since i have this phobia, I stay away from them as much as i can. Seeing one can make me scream like a madman, while sometimes, if nobody's willing to kill the damn thing, i can break down and sob incoherently like a little boy. Yes that has happened. Needless to say, I'm afraid of even seeing a cockroach, let alone trying to kill one.
there have been two very special exceptions though. Those two times, I actually attempted to kill the cockroch present. The first time, i was in my best friend Gino's house. we were playing chess, when I suddenly felt those all-too-familar and dreaded hairy insect legs climbing up my own. There it was, my mortal arch-nemesis, big, fat, with moving antenna things. I guess, i didn't have space for though then, i could hardly think at all. what i did was swat it away from my leg, grab the nearest slipper and whack at the infernal pest. i was rewarded with a resounding crunchy sound. Of course i didn't lift the slipper up anymore, or touch it for that matter. What was amazing, as that I actually made a move to kill the cockroach, instead of screaming like a deranged drunkard.
The second special case, i was in my other best friend Yna's house. we were watching a movie when my eyes caught something moving to my right. right there on the floor, was a cockroach. i instantly got out of my seat, which was one of those cushion floor seats that had a metal base on the floor instead of legs. In another moment, I lifted the chair, and in a pose worthy of hercules (though without the physique) i slammed the chair on the cockroach. sure, i let out a gasp of surprise when i saw it, but the amazing thing was, i still did something to try to kill the effin roach. the only second time i have ever done so. (we later found the roach alive, though a bit dazed. hey...at least i TRIED to kill it...gimme some credit...)
the way i interpret it, the cockroaches symbolize obstacles, challenges and in a more literal sense, fears in my life. That I conquered them, or tried to do so, only in two occassions, both in the houses of my best friends, might mean something too. it could mean that it is only through the support and presence of my friends i can conquer these obstacles, in short, my friends, and my love for them, give me the strength i need to overcome cokroaches...erm...i meant challenges.
did i kill those cockroaches to impress them? to look brave and macho and stuff? no. they know i fear cockroaches. and besides, i'm not that shallow. the fact that a disgusting foul pest as a cockroaches could mean something profound to me is enough proof for that.
of course, that still doesn't mean i've gotten over my phobia for roaches.
I still hate them >=D
From my early childhood until now, I have an insane fear of cockroaches. You would too if a big one crawled up your face when you were five...anyway, since i have this phobia, I stay away from them as much as i can. Seeing one can make me scream like a madman, while sometimes, if nobody's willing to kill the damn thing, i can break down and sob incoherently like a little boy. Yes that has happened. Needless to say, I'm afraid of even seeing a cockroach, let alone trying to kill one.
there have been two very special exceptions though. Those two times, I actually attempted to kill the cockroch present. The first time, i was in my best friend Gino's house. we were playing chess, when I suddenly felt those all-too-familar and dreaded hairy insect legs climbing up my own. There it was, my mortal arch-nemesis, big, fat, with moving antenna things. I guess, i didn't have space for though then, i could hardly think at all. what i did was swat it away from my leg, grab the nearest slipper and whack at the infernal pest. i was rewarded with a resounding crunchy sound. Of course i didn't lift the slipper up anymore, or touch it for that matter. What was amazing, as that I actually made a move to kill the cockroach, instead of screaming like a deranged drunkard.
The second special case, i was in my other best friend Yna's house. we were watching a movie when my eyes caught something moving to my right. right there on the floor, was a cockroach. i instantly got out of my seat, which was one of those cushion floor seats that had a metal base on the floor instead of legs. In another moment, I lifted the chair, and in a pose worthy of hercules (though without the physique) i slammed the chair on the cockroach. sure, i let out a gasp of surprise when i saw it, but the amazing thing was, i still did something to try to kill the effin roach. the only second time i have ever done so. (we later found the roach alive, though a bit dazed. hey...at least i TRIED to kill it...gimme some credit...)
the way i interpret it, the cockroaches symbolize obstacles, challenges and in a more literal sense, fears in my life. That I conquered them, or tried to do so, only in two occassions, both in the houses of my best friends, might mean something too. it could mean that it is only through the support and presence of my friends i can conquer these obstacles, in short, my friends, and my love for them, give me the strength i need to overcome cokroaches...erm...i meant challenges.
did i kill those cockroaches to impress them? to look brave and macho and stuff? no. they know i fear cockroaches. and besides, i'm not that shallow. the fact that a disgusting foul pest as a cockroaches could mean something profound to me is enough proof for that.
of course, that still doesn't mean i've gotten over my phobia for roaches.
I still hate them >=D
Friday, January 4, 2008
Two love quotes that came out of spontaneity
You can think of a lot of great things like these when you stay up at 12 am while talking on the phone....hehe XD
"You have to be master of your fate before you share it with somoeone else..."
- i guess it's for those young lovers out there...their lives should be ready for commitment before they find others to share their lives with...
"Love is a two way relationship...so leave me out of it...huwag mo nang gawing triangle, mahirap ang trigo..."
-self explanatory...>< hehe..."me" means someone else, i just came up with it while my friend was telling me about someone else's love escapades...kaya nag joke tym ako...masyado kasi serioso yung usapan eh...now that i think about it, it sounds a bit corny...hehe XD
"You have to be master of your fate before you share it with somoeone else..."
- i guess it's for those young lovers out there...their lives should be ready for commitment before they find others to share their lives with...
"Love is a two way relationship...so leave me out of it...huwag mo nang gawing triangle, mahirap ang trigo..."
-self explanatory...>< hehe..."me" means someone else, i just came up with it while my friend was telling me about someone else's love escapades...kaya nag joke tym ako...masyado kasi serioso yung usapan eh...now that i think about it, it sounds a bit corny...hehe XD
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