Even God got to rest, so why not us?!
Ideal Law
Ever heard of PV = NRT?
Well, if you had, then, you know that it is called the ideal gas law, I think, well, I'm not sure actually. Well, it goes to say that Pressure times Volume is equal to N (something to do with the quantity of the gas), R (ideal gas constant), and T, which stands for temperature. Wow! Cool right? Cool!
Well, here is how I look at it. consider N = 1, and that 1 is YOU. yeah you! Now, the ideal gas law says the more pressure you have on you, the hotter you get, to compensate for the pressure. (it fucking means you get hot headed, your blood pressure goes through the roof and eventually you die). That is some scary shit. Or you get to be HOT! you know? as in, I wanna fuck you hot, you know? Hot, as in model ass hot, well, you get the point. I suggest you try to look at this temperature thing the positive way, whatever that may be for you.
Now, looking at the ideal gas shit again, the equation can also be P = (NRT)/V. What the fuck does this mean? Well, the more pressure you have on you, the lower your volume gets, and for human beings, volume basically translates to weight. Getting this shit? It fucking means, papayat ka! PAPAYAT! what the fuck! well, got to love the ideal gas law right? right!
FTW! Fuck the whaaat?! wahooo.
Oh, I forgot about the R. Well, fuck the R, it is just a constant anyway and constant is boring, very boring. Spicing up your life is way better, get some pressure in your life, that shit is some good ecstasy. You get to be hot (temperature rises!) plus you get to be thin (Volume goes down!)
Well, if you had, then, you know that it is called the ideal gas law, I think, well, I'm not sure actually. Well, it goes to say that Pressure times Volume is equal to N (something to do with the quantity of the gas), R (ideal gas constant), and T, which stands for temperature. Wow! Cool right? Cool!
Well, here is how I look at it. consider N = 1, and that 1 is YOU. yeah you! Now, the ideal gas law says the more pressure you have on you, the hotter you get, to compensate for the pressure. (it fucking means you get hot headed, your blood pressure goes through the roof and eventually you die). That is some scary shit. Or you get to be HOT! you know? as in, I wanna fuck you hot, you know? Hot, as in model ass hot, well, you get the point. I suggest you try to look at this temperature thing the positive way, whatever that may be for you.
Now, looking at the ideal gas shit again, the equation can also be P = (NRT)/V. What the fuck does this mean? Well, the more pressure you have on you, the lower your volume gets, and for human beings, volume basically translates to weight. Getting this shit? It fucking means, papayat ka! PAPAYAT! what the fuck! well, got to love the ideal gas law right? right!
FTW! Fuck the whaaat?! wahooo.
Oh, I forgot about the R. Well, fuck the R, it is just a constant anyway and constant is boring, very boring. Spicing up your life is way better, get some pressure in your life, that shit is some good ecstasy. You get to be hot (temperature rises!) plus you get to be thin (Volume goes down!)
I am not a genius or anything, and I am not really sure if I made any sense in explaining the ideal gas law but what the heck, at least I am not this guy,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zPUGNO3k-tA
(thank you YouTube and GMA and thank you drugs)
(thank you YouTube and GMA and thank you drugs)
The 'F' Word
Fuck the shits that come your way.
Fuck the people who control your life.
Fuck the stress that makes you ugly.
Fuck the models that make you feel fat.
Fuck the fat people for occupying too much space.
Fuck the teachers who can't teach.
Fuck the students who never learn.
Fuck the papers you never wrote.
Fuck the grades you never deserved.
Fuck the pen that never writes.
Fuck the law of men.
Fuck the president who is corrupt.
Fuck that mole.
Fuck the money that makes you weak.
Fuck the greed and never take heed.
Fuck the principles that never stand.
Fuck the leaders who can't lead.
Fuck the followers who can't follow.
Fuck the dreams that never came true.
Fuck reality if it pisses you.
Fuck that eye that judges you.
Fuck that hand that pains you.
Fuck that mouth that scorns you.
And oh yeah, Fuck!
Fuck the people who control your life.
Fuck the stress that makes you ugly.
Fuck the models that make you feel fat.
Fuck the fat people for occupying too much space.
Fuck the teachers who can't teach.
Fuck the students who never learn.
Fuck the papers you never wrote.
Fuck the grades you never deserved.
Fuck the pen that never writes.
Fuck the law of men.
Fuck the president who is corrupt.
Fuck that mole.
Fuck the money that makes you weak.
Fuck the greed and never take heed.
Fuck the principles that never stand.
Fuck the leaders who can't lead.
Fuck the followers who can't follow.
Fuck the dreams that never came true.
Fuck reality if it pisses you.
Fuck that eye that judges you.
Fuck that hand that pains you.
Fuck that mouth that scorns you.
And oh yeah, Fuck!
Smoking Kills, the continuation.....
Nung huli nating nakita sina Anabelle, Bernabe at Maxillano, napa jog din sila dahil nakita nilang nag jojog sina Piolo Pascual at KC Concepcion. Habang sinusundan nila ang dalawa, mas lalo nilang napapansin na beautiful si Piolo at maganda naman si KC.
Anabelle: Shiiiit, ang bango pala ni Piolo.. aaaaaaah.. fresh air..
Bernabe: Ang ganda ng pwet ni KC..
Maxillano: *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*
Bernabe: Potang inang Maxillano to, kahit nag jojog, yosi parin ng yosi.. pakshit. You are gonna DIE.
Maxillano: Pakyu. *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*. Pakyu. Buhay ko ito.
Anabelle: Friends, tigil na tayo. pagod na ako sa kaka amoy kay Piolo. Dito na tayo. Upo nalang tayo.
Bernabe: Tara, tigil na nga tayo. Nagsasawa na rin ako sa pwet ni KC, i memental memory ko nalang yan. Masarap ligo ko nito mamaya.
Maxillano: Fine by me, natira ko na 'yan. *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*
Anabelle: Hahaha. You wish!
Bernabe: Idol! Gago ka talaga.
Tumigil ang magkakaibigan sa dati nilang inupuan bago nila makitang mag jog sina Piolo at KC. Umupo sila sa mga uprooted roots ng isang puno, kaharap nila ang College of Education, at maganda ang aura ng gabi.
Anabelle: Maxi, penge nga ako ng yosi. pleeeease.
Maxillano: Here you go, beautiful soul. *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*
Bernabe: Mga potang ina tong mga 'to, kakajog niyo lang, tapos yosi agad? Patay baga niyo niyan.
Napatingin sina Anabelle at Maxillano kay Bernabe dahil sa sinabi niya.
Maxillano: Here you go, Hypocrite!
Anabelle: tang ina mo!
Bernabe: *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*. joke lang naman. sarap ng buhay. aaaaah. makahiga nga.
Anabelle: Ako rin.. woooo.. sarap nga.. this is the life..
Maxillano: *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*, this is the life.
Anabelle: tae, ayaw mo humiga?
Maxillano: No, no, no. Nahihilo ako pag humihiga ako, nafe-feel ko kasi nag rorotate ang Earth, it makes me dizzy.
Bernabe: Pakshit, high ka ba? Marijuana ba yan? potang ina! pahit hit nga ng hinihit hit mo!
Anabelle: Ako din. Ako din.
*inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*. After 5 minutes.
Anabelle: Shiiiiiiiiiiiit, you are right Maxi, ang bilis mag rotate ng Earth. titingin nalang ako sa moon.
Maxillano: I know, right? pakshit talaga! Sana sa moon nalang tayo, indi daw nag rorotate yung moon eh.
Bernabe: Haha, tanga! The moon also rotates maaaaan. haaaaay, ang ganda ng moon.
Anabelle: Wag niyo nga galawin 'yang moon. Akin yan eh.
Awkward silence....
Maxillano: Hoshit!
Bernabe: oh, so sorry!
"hahaha" Dahil sa sobrang lakas ng tawa nila Maxillano at Bernabe, naka attract sila ng mga SSB, ang mga tagapagbantay ng Sunken Garden tuwing gabi.
SSB 1: Hoooooooooooooooooooy.. ano yan?!
SSB 2: Curfew na mga bata. GO HOME!!
Maxillano: you don't have to shout! MOTHERFUCKER!
Anabelle: Ang ingay niyo naman officer!
Bernabe: hahahahaha.. shit, ang raming puno!
SSB 2: potang ina niyo ah! gusto niyo ba ng palo?!
SSB 1: Lets get them!
Anabelle, Bernabe, Maxillano: Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!
Ang mga taong nabanggit sa kwentong ito ay gawa lamang ng imahinasyon at hindi totoo. Kung meron mang tao na natamaan ng kwentong ito, pasensya na po. Masama po sa health ang marijuana at nakakamatay po ang nagyoyosi habang nagjojog.
Anabelle: Shiiiit, ang bango pala ni Piolo.. aaaaaaah.. fresh air..
Bernabe: Ang ganda ng pwet ni KC..
Maxillano: *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*
Bernabe: Potang inang Maxillano to, kahit nag jojog, yosi parin ng yosi.. pakshit. You are gonna DIE.
Maxillano: Pakyu. *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*. Pakyu. Buhay ko ito.
Anabelle: Friends, tigil na tayo. pagod na ako sa kaka amoy kay Piolo. Dito na tayo. Upo nalang tayo.
Bernabe: Tara, tigil na nga tayo. Nagsasawa na rin ako sa pwet ni KC, i memental memory ko nalang yan. Masarap ligo ko nito mamaya.
Maxillano: Fine by me, natira ko na 'yan. *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*
Anabelle: Hahaha. You wish!
Bernabe: Idol! Gago ka talaga.
Tumigil ang magkakaibigan sa dati nilang inupuan bago nila makitang mag jog sina Piolo at KC. Umupo sila sa mga uprooted roots ng isang puno, kaharap nila ang College of Education, at maganda ang aura ng gabi.
Anabelle: Maxi, penge nga ako ng yosi. pleeeease.
Maxillano: Here you go, beautiful soul. *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*
Bernabe: Mga potang ina tong mga 'to, kakajog niyo lang, tapos yosi agad? Patay baga niyo niyan.
Napatingin sina Anabelle at Maxillano kay Bernabe dahil sa sinabi niya.
Maxillano: Here you go, Hypocrite!
Anabelle: tang ina mo!
Bernabe: *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*. joke lang naman. sarap ng buhay. aaaaah. makahiga nga.
Anabelle: Ako rin.. woooo.. sarap nga.. this is the life..
Maxillano: *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*, this is the life.
Anabelle: tae, ayaw mo humiga?
Maxillano: No, no, no. Nahihilo ako pag humihiga ako, nafe-feel ko kasi nag rorotate ang Earth, it makes me dizzy.
Bernabe: Pakshit, high ka ba? Marijuana ba yan? potang ina! pahit hit nga ng hinihit hit mo!
Anabelle: Ako din. Ako din.
*inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*. After 5 minutes.
Anabelle: Shiiiiiiiiiiiit, you are right Maxi, ang bilis mag rotate ng Earth. titingin nalang ako sa moon.
Maxillano: I know, right? pakshit talaga! Sana sa moon nalang tayo, indi daw nag rorotate yung moon eh.
Bernabe: Haha, tanga! The moon also rotates maaaaan. haaaaay, ang ganda ng moon.
Anabelle: Wag niyo nga galawin 'yang moon. Akin yan eh.
Awkward silence....
Maxillano: Hoshit!
Bernabe: oh, so sorry!
"hahaha" Dahil sa sobrang lakas ng tawa nila Maxillano at Bernabe, naka attract sila ng mga SSB, ang mga tagapagbantay ng Sunken Garden tuwing gabi.
SSB 1: Hoooooooooooooooooooy.. ano yan?!
SSB 2: Curfew na mga bata. GO HOME!!
Maxillano: you don't have to shout! MOTHERFUCKER!
Anabelle: Ang ingay niyo naman officer!
Bernabe: hahahahaha.. shit, ang raming puno!
SSB 2: potang ina niyo ah! gusto niyo ba ng palo?!
SSB 1: Lets get them!
Anabelle, Bernabe, Maxillano: Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!
Ang mga taong nabanggit sa kwentong ito ay gawa lamang ng imahinasyon at hindi totoo. Kung meron mang tao na natamaan ng kwentong ito, pasensya na po. Masama po sa health ang marijuana at nakakamatay po ang nagyoyosi habang nagjojog.
Lesson learned.. or not..
Cramming has always been a habit (procrastinating is the more appropriate word but, what the hell, that's not the point) . Never will you see me studying for an exam weeks before the actual grind out. And yet, cramming never gets old. I'll admit, the outcome is never pretty, NEVER! but then again, pretty is a very relative word. There are just too many distractions in life, and sad to say, I never had the discipline to block these distractions out. Then there is that inspiring promise to do better after an everything-gone-wrong exam. But, Lo and Behold, cramming rears its ugly, beautiful, and tempting head.
I can't imagine my life, though, without cramming. It just won't be complete. No more late nights, no more coffee, no more cigarette puffing in the middle of the night, and worst of all, no more eye bugs. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, they say. Hell, then those people are... shit(pardon my language). I say, the heavier your eye bugs are, the cooler you are, and most definitely, the prettier you are. Hell Yeah.
The second semester of this school year is nearing its end, and Finals week has already arrived. That can only mean intimate nights with your pen, cozy bed night stories with your book and hot coffee by your side, at the very least. Good news though, you know what they say about how there is always that light at the end of every tunnel. Well, that light is a fucking passing grade! or it could be as simple as an ice cold beer, or rock band-ing 'til the break of dawn, whatever that light of yours may be, study hard crammer, study hard.
I can't imagine my life, though, without cramming. It just won't be complete. No more late nights, no more coffee, no more cigarette puffing in the middle of the night, and worst of all, no more eye bugs. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, they say. Hell, then those people are... shit(pardon my language). I say, the heavier your eye bugs are, the cooler you are, and most definitely, the prettier you are. Hell Yeah.
The second semester of this school year is nearing its end, and Finals week has already arrived. That can only mean intimate nights with your pen, cozy bed night stories with your book and hot coffee by your side, at the very least. Good news though, you know what they say about how there is always that light at the end of every tunnel. Well, that light is a fucking passing grade! or it could be as simple as an ice cold beer, or rock band-ing 'til the break of dawn, whatever that light of yours may be, study hard crammer, study hard.
I have a Dream
Minsan, nangarap ako maging isang superhero. Ang lumipad kasama si Super-Man o ang dumikit sa dingding na parang si Spider-Man. O 'di kaya'y magkaroon ng super high tech gadget, tulad nila Batman at Ironman. Inisip ko na kung ako ay binigyan ng super powers, kaya ko nang gawin ang lahat ng pwedeng gawin. Tuwing malamig ang panahon, ididilat ko lang ang aking mga mata para merong lumabas na heat laser, o kung mainit naman, gagamitin ko ang aking super cold na hininga. Shet, that would be the dream. Naka all black outfit ako kapag nakikipag laban sa mga alagad ni Satanas. Tapos sa umaga naman, isa akong billionaire, with my beautiful wife by my side.
Pangarap nga naman, makes you dream big. Libre lang ang mangarap, at kahit kailan man hindi ito naging masama, unless ang pangarap mo ay makita ang dede ni Anne Curtis, which by the way, ay nakakalat na sa internet. Ang pangarap na sinasabi ko dito ay yung mga pangarap kung saan giginhawa hindi lamang ang buhay ng nangangarap, kasama narin ang mga tao sa paligid niya. In english, an Unselfish Dream.
Sa ngayon, matanda na ako para intindihin na ang mga pangarap ko nung bata pa ako - superpowers, maging billionaire- ay malayo nang mangyari. Sa ngayon, mas realistic na ang mga pangarap ko. Bilang estudyante ng UP Diliman, tres man lang ay makapagpapasaya na sa akin, isang pasadong marka mula sa isang mahirap na asignatura. Kung pasado ako, hindi lang ako ang magiging masaya, sasaya din ang mga mahal ko sa buhay, ito ang aking unselfish dream.
Mabuhay ang mga pangarap ng mga nangangarap. Heaven Yeah.
Pangarap nga naman, makes you dream big. Libre lang ang mangarap, at kahit kailan man hindi ito naging masama, unless ang pangarap mo ay makita ang dede ni Anne Curtis, which by the way, ay nakakalat na sa internet. Ang pangarap na sinasabi ko dito ay yung mga pangarap kung saan giginhawa hindi lamang ang buhay ng nangangarap, kasama narin ang mga tao sa paligid niya. In english, an Unselfish Dream.
Sa ngayon, matanda na ako para intindihin na ang mga pangarap ko nung bata pa ako - superpowers, maging billionaire- ay malayo nang mangyari. Sa ngayon, mas realistic na ang mga pangarap ko. Bilang estudyante ng UP Diliman, tres man lang ay makapagpapasaya na sa akin, isang pasadong marka mula sa isang mahirap na asignatura. Kung pasado ako, hindi lang ako ang magiging masaya, sasaya din ang mga mahal ko sa buhay, ito ang aking unselfish dream.
Mabuhay ang mga pangarap ng mga nangangarap. Heaven Yeah.
Smoking Kills
Meron tatlong magkakaibigan, dalawang lalaki at isang babae, tumambay sa may Sunken Garden(sa UPD po ulit ito). Gabi na iyon, at dala dala ang kanilang mga yosi, umupo sila sa mga uprooted roots ng isang puno. Pinagtatawanan nila lahat ng mga so-called joggers na kakaiba ang pag takbo. Merong mga pa sway sway ang pwet, meron ding mga pa sway sway naman ang shoulders.
Anabelle: Oh shit, tingnan niyo yung babaeng yan, kakagaling lang nyan mag *tooooooot*.
Maxillano: *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*. Gago.
Anabelle: Oh shit, tingnan niyo yung babaeng yan, kakagaling lang nyan mag *tooooooot*.
Bernabe: Eh? Bakit mo naman nasabi?
Anabelle: Putangina glass of milk lang, tingnan mo yung pwet, may muscle memory pa ata, o? you see? its still swaying left and right? Oh shit, nag back and forth pa.
Maxillano: *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*. Gago.
"Hahahahaha" tumawa ang tatlo ng pagka sobrang lakas na pati yung babaeng kanilang pinag uusapan ay napatingin tuloy sa kanila. Biglang tumahimik ang mundo ng ilang segundo.
*inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*
Anabelle: 'nga pala mga tol, sino iboboto niyo sa eleksyon?
Maxillano: *inhale*, *exhale*
Bernabe: Potangina, hit hit buga!
Maxillano: sorry, sorry. *inhale*, *deep breath*, *exhale*.
Bernabe: Anyway, ako? iboboto ko si Gibo, hot ng kanyang asawa.
Anabelle: Gago lang! seryosong tanong iyon. Ako? Gibo rin actually, pero hindi dahil hot asawa niya kung hindi dahil hot siya.
"hahaha"
Maxillano: Mga wala kayong kwenta! Ako iboboto ko si Jamby Madrigal. kasi...
Bernabe and Anabelle: ALAM NAAAAA!!!
Maxillano: Potang ina niyo! pero seriously, si Gibo iboboto ko, joke lang yung si Jamby.
Bernabe: Ako rin actually, Gibo, feeling ko siya na ang makakapagbago ng Pilipinas.
Anabelle: Ah, basta ako, Gibo is hot. PERIOD. nga pala, registered kayo diba? saang probinsya?
Maxillano: registered? ano yun? indi ata.
Bernabe: pota, ako din pala..
Anabelle: haiiiiiiiiiiiii, uwi na nga tayo walang kwenta tong usapang ito..
pagtayo nila, nakita nila sina Piolo at KC na nagjojog. so, nag jog na din sila.
Ang mga taong nabanggit sa kwentong ito ay gawa lamang ng imahinasyon at hindi totoo. Kung meron mang tao na natamaan ng kwentong ito, pasensya na po. Pero, totoong tao po sina Piolo at KC.
My Salute...
More often than not, you'll smile
Amidst the chaos and worries that continues to pile
Rhythmic beats you dance to it all
Inspiring people to dream and stand tall
Scintillating personality... Only you have that style
I can smile when I'm with you,
Laugh when I remember the silly thing we do,
Obliterate doubt because your love is true
Visions of our future are all of bliss
Eternity and forever was sealed with a kiss.
and so, all the things I do starts and ends with an 'I LOVE
YOU'!
Amidst the chaos and worries that continues to pile
Rhythmic beats you dance to it all
Inspiring people to dream and stand tall
Scintillating personality... Only you have that style
I can smile when I'm with you,
Laugh when I remember the silly thing we do,
Obliterate doubt because your love is true
Visions of our future are all of bliss
Eternity and forever was sealed with a kiss.
and so, all the things I do starts and ends with an 'I LOVE
YOU'!
Sa isang sulok.....
Ang paboritong tambayan ng mga physics major ay matatagpuan sa tabi ng munting tindahan ni manang owl (Nasa UPD ito, sa harap ng Llamas Hall, kung hindi mo alam). Ang tawag namin dito ay ang 'fellowship'. Nagbibigay kasi ito ng 'Lord of the Rings' na aura. Lahat ng mga kasangkapang aming kinakailangan ay abot kamay. Upuan, pagkain, panlaban sa init ng araw, mga nag gagandahang babae na pa daan-daan lang sa harap namin, at higit sa lahat mga kwentong one-of-a-kind. Isipin mo na lang, sa fellowship nabuo ang mga titi jokes, sa fellowship ka lang makakakita o makakarinig ng babae na KINAKAPA ang lyrics (gets?). Sa fellowship lang pwede maging estudyante ulit ang professor at maging professor naman ang estudyante. Sa fellowship, laging may 'Patrick the Star' sightings. Marami nang nangyari dito, promise, hindi ko lang matandaan. Hindi ako magugulat kung bigla nalang isang araw may alien na kaming kasama sa fellowship. Ganyan ka lufet ang lugar na yan. Binisita na nga kami ni VOLTRON eh, you know, the defender of the universe? yes. that Voltron, pero, instead na robot, pusa. at sa halip na 'defender of the universe', defender of the fellowship ang pusang iyon. lufet.
pero, pero, syempre ang mga nagpapalufet ng lugar na yan ay kami! Mga physics major. Pero, meron din namang mga hindi physics major, merong malulufet din na biology majors, mga astiging geology majors. well, mas cool naman kami!
So, basically, the moral of the story is, if depressed tambay ka lang sa fellowship. you are welcome. baka ikaw na ang alien na inaantay namin. take it as a compliment, you have no choice, smile.
pero, pero, syempre ang mga nagpapalufet ng lugar na yan ay kami! Mga physics major. Pero, meron din namang mga hindi physics major, merong malulufet din na biology majors, mga astiging geology majors. well, mas cool naman kami!
So, basically, the moral of the story is, if depressed tambay ka lang sa fellowship. you are welcome. baka ikaw na ang alien na inaantay namin. take it as a compliment, you have no choice, smile.
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