Chewy!!

So the first 2 days of skul passed, and it was acutally kinda fun..dunno if its because in a Senior! or i kno im not gnna have to comeback in 10 months tym.. I have to make sumthing clear before anymore typing is done.. My skul, eventually came out with a rule about articles that discriminate the skul.. Sooo since i have a few things down on this blog, i wanna get clear that what ever the rule maybe i still believe in freedom of speech.. And anyone that is mentioned in this blog should understand that they are written here, because you’re connected to what ever the story i may be telling.. If any person or place is "disciminated" at or if you just simply disagree with what ever i blab, just comment or msg me so i cn explain to you what i mean about what ever you don’t agree with.. Okay.. If any rules are broken only means one thing.. Theres a tattle out there.. Hehehe… Back to the past 2 days.. I have by far the best homebase.. He talks with sense and hes funny.. I had him for social studies in freshmen year, and he wasnt rili like that.. And the rest of my teachers are ayt.. i dont have anything against anything so im fine here.. One thing i will fight about, is the whole ACP thing.. Areospace Cadet of the Philippines.. Its a requiremnt for skul, and the government, i guess, is telling us to do it too.. You’ll kno if you have to do ACP if you’re a filipino citizn.. And Bo0o0m! Next thing you kno every thursday you have to be out on the field doing push-ups and doing other things that should be done by sum1 in the military.. And that dusnt sound like sumthing i would do, so as usuall its another issue that we have to live with in the year.. But DO we have to live with it? Dunno.. Did i say that this was graded? Last tym i checkd ppl volunteered for things like this.. If they think ppl are actually gnna comeback if anything happens to the country, they must be rili wrong.. Im sry but its crazy.. Wen thers a war that breaks out, ppl wouldn’t comeback to fight, they’l b too busy running away getting to safe ground.. It took me seconds to think of that, and i dont think they even thought of it with-in the years they have been "serving".. So today’s next issue is connectd to ACP.. I don’t understand why, but they rili want to make it as real as possible, so they make the guys get 3×4 hair-cuts.. I think you understand alrdy what im trying to get to.. and im gnna leave it at that.. I think we should all stand up for what we feel, what we believe in and rite now i believe its wrong, and dumb.. So whatever you think or believe in i just hope you’re gnna stick by it…

Wher have i bn for 2 weeks?? Im gnna call it my little island.. It isn’t the first tym i went to my island, but this tym i actually had fun.. It was fun enough that i got used to the Island life.. Aside frm geting the usuall darker complexion, and the sun burn, i became a local.. Even if me and the real locals don’t understand each other, sumwer in our conversations we actually do understand each other.. Get wat i mean??? The first day i got to my island, i was excited, because i’ve bn there b4 and the other times i had fun, but i wasn’t expecting it to be this great of a deal to me.. So i took that hour plane ride, and 15 min drive.. (Sori i had to stop, and start again.. the rain came down and the power might’ve died..)  Nyway.. I forgot that they wer rili strict on the whole prayer thing, so wen we got to the house, which was around 6 pm we had to pray the angelus.. After that i was rili hungry, because the last tym i ate was in the plane, and that was like a huge bacon sandwich thing.. In my island wen you wait for dinner, you actually kno after your wait it’ll be a damn good dinner.. So the main staple was rice, as usuall, and the food was different kinda fish.. Fish that i didnt even kno that existed.. I’m not the greatest fan of fish, becuase of our fish farm before, and the fact that fish has a billion bones that you have to eye out and seperate frm the meat.. Im the person who takes a part of the fish, puts it in my mouth, and waits for the bones to stab the roof of my mouth.. So i had fun just waiting for the pain.. Back to the story, after dinner you usually are full, and you sit down on this wooden chair facing a huge wall rug.. Now this rug has a big role in my trip.. Now, wen the time is rite, there is this big-ass gecko that comes out frm behind that rug.. And im like "woha! wtf man?!".. It gets better.. Theres a door frame just above the chairs we wer siting on.. And on that door frame came another one of thoes huge-ass geckos.. And to tell you, if that was stalkeratzzi, they wouldnt even get a shot of me because im freakd out too much.. Another great thing that happend that night was the gecko went into my room.. So i slept like a baby..Mmm.. O, and the sleeping part is even better than anything i have said.. The time you sleep, to the time you wake up is limited to a certain number of hours.. Why?..Becuase ther are roosters outside of the window! Watever time you sleep, may it be 1 am, you will always wake up at 5! So on my second day i was up at 5 am, and at 5 am i still thought i was dreaming.. Wen i luk to my arms i had these red dots, and my legs had them too.. They didnt itch or sting, and i alrdy had chiken pox, so sumthing must’ve bit me at night.. I wasn’t rili in panic mode just yet, but i was in doubt that i would live to another day.. Since it was a wed., it was market day! Woopie! All the sights and smells.. Makes you wanna eat rite after you go to the market.. After my second day, i got used to all of it.. Well, except for that gecko thing.. Never gnna get used to that.. But it didnt matter anymore.. The wake-up call was just my new alarm clock, the rock hard bed was my thai massage, and the red dots just added color to my alrdy dark skin.. A week after, people started coming and living at the house, because of my grandparents’ 50th annev.. I never rili had my real grandparents, but my dad’s aunt, and uncle was the closest thing i had to a lolo and lola.. So the people that came, were all related to me.. It may sound amazing, because even i was amazed to find out that the whole block that i lived on was related to me.. There is no one i met on that island that i am not related to.. Sum how, in a very distant past the people i met became related to me.. It caused a fuss wen i was taking my mornin jog, because my dad would say "bless to him, bless to her.." It luked like i was running for office, rather than taking a morning jog.. So the day of the annev came, and i had to make a speech at the reception.. So all i could think of was me getting married.. I dunno why, but that topic came up one too many tyms before i left.. So i did my speech thing, and as i came down my uncle albert put his hand out to shake mine.. So i got it and shook it.. This started a chain reaction in the presidential table.. It made everybody else put out their hands to shake mine.. My uncle albert is the councilor of lubang, and sitting next to him was the governor of my island.. The guy whos supposed to sit next to the governor is a mayor.. So i had a little municipality thing going on.. I also had a candidate for senate in the crowd.. The governor was on his last term, and when i shook his hand, sum1 said to him "The person who’s going to replace you has been born.." pertaining to me.. Wow.. I can’t imagine me as a governor.. Okay.. I sorta like the title.. It has a nice ring to it.. Governor Matthew Buhion.. MmmMm..I was told one morning, when my lola was cleaning  her garden, "when you get married, I will give you my lot across the street.." Wen i heard that, damn i went out to find sum1 to marry.. But how can i wen everybody’s related to me?! hehehe.. So now Im back in the metro.. I kinda miss my rice in every meal, and that damn rooseter that wakes me up in the mornin.. O well.. Its back to school in 2 weeks.. And everybody knows how colorful the blog becomes wen theres sumthing to bother me everyday.. O..B4 i forget.. This entry was supposed to be called "My little Island.." But because i rememberd sumthing, i named it after the play "Once on this Island.." Yes Ton, you’ll get this joke again!!

I just figured sumthin out this mornin.. Since i am conirmed now, i cn get married.. now how frikin awsome is that? not like i am, but just knowing i can is cool.. So i got confirmed today..hmm..dusnt sound too interesting huh?? i wasnt interested also at first but damn you get lost in thought.. If i was jewish, i think it would be my "bar mitzvah"..well shabat to that, but honestly, i wasnt exactly pumped.. i got up this mornin around 6:30, and this whole "thing" starts at 9..ish.. but i understand why i got up at 6:30 nd thats because i take frikin long in the bathroom.. you could prepare breakfast, and get halfway done lunch, and i’d still be in the shower.. So i actually got to the church around 7:45..ish..okay..it was past 7:45, but it luked like it on my watch.. Wen i got there i was rili cranky, because im like a little baby when it comes to sleep.. you wake my up too damn early, then im gnna get really cranky.. truth be told, wake me up at all, and i will be a baby.. anyway..wen i got there the "Don" was luking for a parking space for his chevy.. and to tell you, this wasnt any ordinary parking lot.. it was empty.. i was like.. "could you just pick one..its not like your gnna back into another car when you back into the lot.." so finally he picked one.. knowing my familya, we come frm small descent.. i think my ancestors date back to the smufs.. nyway, me nd my mom had to get down just to make sure his precious soccer-mom van dusnt hit the pavement.. wen we actually got infront of the van, he backed it up real quick, and parked all the way at the other end of the lot.. and he did this in great speed.. he was going so fast, it was like sum1 would steal his parking spot..to reamind you this was an empty parkin lot..empty meaning no fuel drinking cars anywer in sight.. if you ask him why he did that, he’ll just claim theres "shade".. honestly, it dusnt matter wher you park your car on this island.. it will still end up being rili hott in the car when you get back to it.. so, i went to the registration thing, then blah, blah.. my mom did most of the talking, because they wer rili disorganized..So i sat there for like an hour 45, 2 hours tops..I had no stalker-atzzi, so that was sorta boring…then the guy came, and said the most mono-tone homily in the world.. it was like "ppphhhnnnaaa"…"toooooooooooottttttt"…."iii ddoonn”tt wwanntt ttoo cchhaannggee mmyy ppiittcchh,, bbeeccaauussee ii”mm ccoooll.." very entertaining.. anyway.. you get in a line to get oil dabed on your head.. i was rili worried because it was rili hot, and i only got my "hand fan" watever they call them, and my soccer pitch for a forehead was starting to get oily.. so mainly i was worried about the more oil he’s gnna put on my already oily head.. after that, the oil had a scent to it… i was trying to figure out wat it smelled like most of the time after..(i think its one of my OCD reactions).. I did finally find that scent, and im gnna keep that to myself.. Oo..one thing that kept me awake most of the time was my "thought".. not like the whole spiritual thinkin thing.. it was like.. "I kno you face, but where did i see you and whats your name?!" kinda thought..because there was sum1 there that i kno i’ve seen, maybe in my past life, and now my alzimers wasnt helping me recall.. well, maybe thats wat alzimers duz to you.. duhr!.. so now its like 11:50.. im dead tired.. m probibly gnna fall asleep while this publishes.. my leg hurts frm god knows what, and im goin on vacation! yes!..you dunno how gud this is gnna feel..i have no idea wen im coming back..i hope never, but that wouldn’t be too great now wouldnt it.. well..im too tired to continue tormenting you with my life.. Oo..before i finish.. Who wants to get married?!

The great thing about living in this country is that you have no opinion wat so ever.. its done this way, so you better do it that way and do a damn gud job.. Now ppl say its tradition, and i say its completely useless.. its just rili stupid the way you have to do certain thing.. for example.. Im getting confirmed..woopty-damn-dee!! its like the best thing that happend…for my parents.. it gives them another chance to steer me away from wat i want..to rephrase that il just say control another person’s life.. And trust me wen i say this.. they did it alot, alot,alot,alot of tyms alrdy.. i didnt just end up going to this hell i call school.. ther has to be that transaction with the person that cn ruin 4 years of your life and your parents.. that apperently happend 5 years ago and it happend again today.. unfortunately the lady gave me clearance..boo.. back to the confirmation.. i said to them, and this is very clear to me, "i’ll get confirmed this summer, if you let me pick my god father.." now, god knows who i was gnna pick, and wer i was gnna get him.. so i thought.. who knows me well enough that is for one thing confirmed, and another a practicing catholic..So i went into my phonebook and luked, and came out with Arito’s dad, or even better, his grandfather.. i spent tym with them, and they te me rili nice stories.. damn they even kno my nickname is chewy and my real name is matthew.. So i was gnna give them a call, when, out of the blue this guy comes and "they" say he knows me well enough.. sure..How in the name of all living things can this kunt kno me?? If i dunno you, or even kno of you then how do you kno me?? Okay, you can say he "saw" me wen i was a kid.. maybe even a baby.. so wer was he for the 15-16 odd years that i was alive?? nobody knows..he dusnt even kno.. so i just got home from "meeting" this person, who unfortunately is a tool..dusnt matter now, anyway, atleast he was nice.. sum "honk if you love jesus" type..but nice..So i was just sitting there, while him and my dad go to kno each other..i just sat there.. thinking "damn i have to get up early on saturday, and go to a seminar with this guy..uhh..wat happens if they ask me about him??" which is true..what dus happen if they ask me about him?? ill probibly stand there and think of sumthing clever to say like, "its not about how long you’ve known him, its about how he touched your life.." bullshit, i kno..but you get away with it.. or il stand there and say, "hes a great man, brought his heritage from mexico, and influenced his grandchildren to live a nice life..o, wait that isn’t you.. thats my supposed godfather.." Fate has it to turn on me again.. its another gud morning….for "them" to ruin.. But all in all im not minding it at all.. because after this he’s probibly gnna be gone..agian.. but its cool..because maybe wen i get married my parents would pick out whos gnna be a sponsor, or even who im gnna marry.. now dusnt that sound fun?! So now im gna vent my anger at the pool table, and play ton in a little 8-ball.. I found a gud thing in this whole confirmation thing.. Religous chicks digg it!!..ton knows wat im saying..

Honestly.. its bn too damn long!!..I only rememberd to write today.. I dunno why but i just felt like it.. Lets see.. Well the last thing i wrote about was..ummm.. o yea.. the whole thing with the blo being a year old.. Hmm..Interesting.. not rili.but anyway.. since then alot happend, and i dunno why i didnt write this down.. I dont think its significant enough for me to write about but i still remember some of it.. lemmi take it frm a few days after my last post.. Well.. i did get my report card.. i was happy i had to do this remedial thing, because its like only one week, and its better than the month or 2 you spend in summer skul.. anyway.. after that was holy week, and wen easter came i finaly got to eat meat.. it may not seem that great for you, but believe me it was frikin sweeet.. But before everything even hapend.. Rhea’s familya moved away.. And that wasnt that great, bceause i didnt rili get to talk to her the last i saw her.. So,lets get back on track.. I did my one week, which wasnt rili a week, but 5 days.. the only bad thing was the 5 days started on Tuesday.. so if you cn count the last day would be on Saturday.. Not ud, because its the week-end!! but all worked out and i got 83! The great thing about remedial is you dont rili need to do anything.. actually there are 4 things you can do for a gud grade.. 1. Never be late, 2. Try not to fall asleep, 3. Never get caught cheating, 4. Kiss major ass.. It got me a gud grade..i dunno bout you.. Thats about it for remedial.. Home life ..its bn..umm.. HOT!.. Its so hot that wen you take a shower the "cold water" that comes out of the shower ends up being warm.. now imagine how hot that is.. Damn.. And since me and my sister spend alot of tym at home now, we’re like no wage workers here.. Wen ever i hear my name.. "Maaaatttthheeeww!!!"….all i could do is "FUCK!"… see you dont say it because its the sorta stuff that would et you killed, but you feel it.. And wen ever i talk to my mom and dad its always sumthin i gotta do.. you kno wen your called its never sumthing they have to do.. O..Everymornin im gettin used to watching CNN.. after this whole Dr. Sanjay Gupta thing, and his book.. I ain’t gnna say his book because i aint getting any promotion cash for it, bt its very very interesting.. Its like how you cn prolong life and stuff.. So rite now its like mornin and its bn hot since last night..and i just want to get out of here.. i dont care wer but i just want to leave the heat! i dont remember summer being this hot.. is this god’s practical joke?!

After 58 posts, 19 comments, and 365.242199 days…Can you believe it?! Its bn a year, and i’m still at it.. I always thought that this would only last uptil the end of summer…But luk at it now!! I think this is sumthing i became a custom to alrdy.. I mean.. I get home, turn the computer on, then write.. And god knows what i write about, but it makes me remember things.. Things that i would’ve probibly forgotten by this tym.. I still remember that rainy day.. Wen i set up this blog.. geesh.. i even made a mistake with the addressing.. "http://jogabonito.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/" … i didnt rili want it to be "my_blog".. but i just did a fast finger freddy.. so i didnt rili get to read that part.. And my first post Summa!!! .. Its still so clear.. like i just wrote that post yesterday.. or.. actually today.. This year i can’t believe it, but we ended erlyr than last year.. a whole week early.. its amazing, especially if you go to that skul.. Anyway.. that was my supposed 2 weeks notice beore i left for LA.. Then the next post is about my tux.. Then after is about graduation.. not mine.. but my sister’s.. Hahah..my next one is my sister’s fave! its about my other sister’s dorm, or "cubicle".. hehehe.. Then the rest is boring stuff unitl i actually leave.. The actuall day i left was 23, but i posted it on 24th.. hmm.. then its all LA, Philly, then Vegas.. After that everything depressing.. Its sad, i kno.. dun have to tell me.. Just imagine if i could still do this next year.. if i would be sitting here and writing about how i could do this in 2 years.. its a possibility.. just as long as i have more things to write about.. So.. going back to present day.. I went to Rhea’s despedida yesterday.. It was great, bceause i got to see sylbreast, oops.. sylvest, and julian.. got to spend tym with them.. the rest i guess is history.. i rili need sumthing to do this summer!!.. O.. and id like to thank the greatst person in the world that would let me use her pictures for freeeeee… Thanx Sabrina Flores, your the best!!! if it wasnt for her then we wouldn’
t have thoes cool little pictures under
the post!!.. 

      

Damn!.. If only ppl kno wat kinda hell skul is now a days.. i feel sori for who ever sends thier children to that skul..ill make sure mine dont, and my nieces’ dont… just trying to save thier sanity.. so its all over.. done.. finishd.. 10 months down the drain.. just like water.. going down the drain.. i think you can picture it…I still remember the first day of skul.. the first tym my teacher just pissed me off.. He’s all like wer not goin in unless your in alphabetical order.. and your in "2" tiles… specifically 2 damn tiles… if ronald mcdonald was my classmate.. we’d still be outside of that class room as we speak.. hhehe.. as the year went on more shit happend… so you sorta have to modify certain phrases, because the use of one phrase everday gets old.. so i just use my phrase every monday.. "Same Shit..Different Week!!" It just makes total sense to all of us in the room.. its all the same, each and every single week.. For instance.. the last month of my 3rd year life was "hot".. now dont get a hard on too fast.. because it was rili "hot" the literal meaning.. it was probibly hot enough to use the oil on my big forehead to fry a nice sunny side up.. imagine that for 4 weeks.. every monday or 4 weeks it was all just a dream of having the A/C fixed.. even wen we took the test they didnt fix it, so they made us move rooms.. so that just rili puts the meaning to "you moneys worth.." The other weird thing about end of the year is the feeling… like on monday i was rili rili rili happy that friday was the last day.. aside frm the tests.. so okay.. the days move on.. untill friday.. i couldnt wait for the last second of the day.. like i seriously had to get people to hold me down to my chair..(btw i was joking about that). so wen the second got there i was all like "yea!! kiss my ass 3rd year!!".. it was great… it felt great also.. So my friend gave me a ride home because she just wanted to.. then wen i got home i noticed i could sleep properly now.. so.. okay sleep was the main highlight of why i went home early.. but it didnt rili happen.. so i was just sitting down.. luking up.. and wonderin.. "Wats next?" .. i didnt rili kno.. all these things poping in my mind thati would do.. but i didnt want to.. im a weird person.. B4 i forget..its about "Bill Mayo" again.. its always about him.. well.. i was luking at one of the crystal cases of the tapes and a song was written there.. i dont remember singing it.. so i searchd for it..the gud old fashiond FF and Rewind.. and it wasnt there.. and i dunno wer the original tape is.. but i believe its in Philly.. now the one person that had it is my sister.. and she lives in LA.. so if its no wer to be found.. lets just say its in Nebraska.. i mean.. wer else can it be?? I had nuthing to do all day.. i wanted to play tennis but it was soooooo sooo hot.. if you want a weight loss program you come to manila and sit in my living room with me.. i guarantee you will be thinner, and more wet then spongebob.. So cant wait for tom!! another day of weight loss..                           

I’ve got tym for pictures now.. I’ve got all the tym the the world baby!!..

I guess you can call the next week the "home stretch." or the last 5 days of hell!! Actually i have 2 days of skul-skul, and 3 days of tests. Its like applying to play midfield, you have to take the 2 days training, then the 3 day urine test.. woopie.. well.. the week was a little weird.. Our A/c in the classroom is doomed for life, so we had to move to another room. We are nomads till friday.. because friday means freedom! Anyway.. veering life away frm the tragic skul expreience… Everyday seems to drag on.. Dunno y but i sit there and literally watch the time go by…tick…tock..tick..tock.. Its never ending for sum reason.. And lately i have the vibe for chocolate all the time… In class at home in the car.. anywer.. I think its because of this cake i keep eating every day.. It gives me that OCD feeling.. not like anything is wrong with OCD.. I noticed.. each tym i drink or eat, i count the sips or bites.. i dunno wats wrong with me but its getting scary.. Aside from my little case of OCD, the weeks been the same.. The usuall nothing new happening. But i did want to go to Bicol with Ton.. Eventually i noticed i was pressed for time.. I’d like to thank pau for actually coming out in the open with her comment on my last post.. good for you.. Well..the deal with my post name, is i went through my closet a few days back, and found old tapes.. I couldnt listen to them rite there and then, because i didnt have a tape player.. We’re too space age now.. so wen i did get the player up and running, i found out it was a voice lesseon with a man named Bill Mayo.. which i hope is ailve and well, because i just had the sudden jolt of brightness in my mind.. Hes a teacher at temple university.. ahhhh.. i think you kno wer this is goin.. so.. back to explaning the title, "What we did or love" is a song, i dunno wat play, or who sang it, it just got me going.. then all of a sudden i wanted to talk to him.. but i couldnt, because to me he dusnt exist anymore.. he has vanished from the earth’s surface.. all that i needed to know about him, was in my other yahoo account which was erased by the yahoo admin.. by any chance you know a man named Bill Mayo, with an incedible voice, tell him to leave me a msg.. thats all for now.. my next post, would mean im in summer mode, and no more crappy ass skul..

Well.. Naturally i’d be a bum ryt now, and just lay the next week off.. because it is summer last tym i checked, and that skul still hasn’t fixed our A/C.. I hope by the tym they gimmie the test i’d have nice cool air blowing on my face.. well.. the last weeks been a drag.. it literaly dragged on.. Well..on satuday we had an outreach, and that went prity well.. Sorta well.. The ride goin there was soooooo hot.. its like being in a hotbox, or even worse.. Wen i got my kid to do my whole "outreach" to him, i thought he was mute at first.. He didnt say a word to me or anyone else.. but the good thing is they assured me he’s not a mute.. i didn’t rili care that he didnt say a word.. It was just rili quiet, and you kno me, i can’t stand not having a conversation with you.. so i let him be and i just did my thing…I thought the ride back would be shorter since i felt the lenght of the ride going ther..Well actually no.. because we wer stuck in traffic alllllll afternoon.. and wen its afternoon that means thers sun.. and wen thers sun and you go to a cheap-ass skul like CSA it means heat because thers no A/C.. they try to rip us off with the A/C even in the bus.. So.. after that i was out and about with a friend, and i bumped into an old teacher friend of mine.. It was nice seeing him, but it got me thinking again.. Thats not important now.. Wats important is this.. I HATE it when gurls, or guys cut themself, because they have problems…Grow up!! geesh..its not like other ppl dont have problems also.. this is the first year i actually watched a person do it.. it happend rite infront of me for the stupidest reason, and for the smallest problem that wasn’t even her problem.. Thers too much drama in life for cutters to make it the Oc.. So i sorta got a problem now.. Thers this person i met..Not so long ago.. and we talked for like 10 mins maybe.. from thoes 10 mins i could sense that this person was a nice outgoing typ’a person.. but i forgot his/her face so i descided to search this person up.. wen i did that i found out that he/she would cut themself because they have a problem.. and they wer willing to die.. now tell me if i happen to be crazy, because i found enough heart to actually go the extra mile for this person and help him/her.. So my dilema is this.. How do i help?? with out looking like a stalker?! tell me!! Comments seriously!!!

Well…the past 2 weeks "i think" that i didnt write was rili boring.. nothing rili new happnd.. but i got gud news..the only tym i actually liked filipino.. like i worte before, about my bitchtstard filipino teacher, and how she wanted us to do a 3 min monologue.. Well.. i did mine on tues.. and i got 93!!! yay!! i just rili have to show that off, because i’ve bn bitching about her,and i come back and shock her.. it was weird thoe.. i couldn’t understand myself, so i dunno how she could understand me.. Aside frm that, the whole week, nothing happnd that would be worth writing.. O..actually.. since it is lent, and i think i got 40 days or sumthing like that, to give sumthing up.. i couldnt think of sumthing, so i gave up texting, and meat.. its harder than i thought..because im used to eating "le flesh" everyday.. and now all i cn actually eat in skul is carbonara.. and at home all i eat is…druuuummm rooolll… FISH.. beh! but thats cool.. i just wanna prove to myself that i cn control my mind.. This blog is taking me forever to write.. i dunno wats up wit my computer here, but i think the hampster inside is getting too old for its job.. So my friend forwrded me Common’s album "Be" and since my computer is acting up, i dunno if the songs are skipping or its rili like that.. Then i rememberd wen i was in LA kuya micky had a cd by common so im gnna ask him about the whole skipping thing.. More on music.. i started to like one song, that a filipino artist made.. aside frm Apo, this song was actually in filipino.. and the singer is my friends bro.. and he has this voice, like i cnt even describe.. its sooo smoooth.. Nyway..going back to my week.. The A/c in the classroom dusnt work anymore.. and thank god that i sit next to the door, because i cn feel the breeze.. the wind feels great.. but if only the wind was cooler.. im getting warm air gust into a room thats like a hotbox.. so hopefully tom it works.. Nd i dun think ppl get how the weather is now a days.. thanx to global warming its like 100% humidity and 75 deg.. so in the room my tushie is like squishy.. ewww… lets just say, its easy to loose weight by staying in the room and sweating it out.. And since skul is stressful enough, the temp of the room aint helping.. This ain’t no Vegas heat.. this is pure hell heat!!o yea.. b4 i frget.. i had a dream, and it was rili weird.. i think it was around wed or thurs.. actually it wasnt rili that "rili wierd" it was more of "ayt weird".. but it was like i lived in Philly.. and it seemd so real.. i had a appartment on S18 St. and it was across Rittenhouse Square.. honestly.. i havn’t heard of rittenhouse square unitl that day in my dream.. and there rili are appartments for sale across rittenhouse..thats the only part that made it weird.. but the rest of it was awsome!! So back frm dream world.. It was Sam’s debut ysterday… And congrats with that.. honestly.. i think we should rili do this debut thing wen wer 21.. or legal drinking age.. because by then you actually achived sumthing, and that is not getting caught drinking underaged for 21 years of your life, and now your legal.. but i think its the whole thing with the drivers licence.. because thers also a sweet 16 and you get a licence, and 18 you also get one.. hmm.. well i had alotta fun last nite.. especially meeting Jp and Carlos.. frikin funny ppl.. The funnyr thing that happend is wen i got there i had a tie in my pocket, thinking that it might get messd up wen i walk through the rain..But wen i walked in, all of a sudden i saw jonathan, a great friend of mine, and sam’s brother, wearing practically the same thing.. and thats great because that means he has great fasion sense..hehehe zing! j/k.. but it was cool.. we didnt talk about it or anything, it just happend.. well.. thats about it for this week.. as far as i cn remember.. its getting too long alrdy.. sooooo im gnna wrap it up by telling peeps the gud news.. im gnna start putting pics in my blog!! yay!! its gnna take longer to load now!! thank god for the smart minds in motorola.. so im still waiting for Ellie do develop my myspace.. and wen we move ther its gnna b even better.. wafu!! well.. till wen ever!!