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About Me

HI, HELLO, HOY! WAT IT DO, HOW IT BE, WHERE IT AT, WHEN IT IS , WHO DA HELL, AND UH WHY, YEE! HAHAHA, YEA I'M VARIETY PACKED FILIPINO COMIN IN 31 DIFFERENT FLAVORS HELLA INDIVIDUALLY WRAPPED PACKAGES NET WT. HELLA 0Z. HELLA LBS.uhhmm, yea theres hella shit about me, im not a simple person, hella complex but nobody sees it... everyone i know basically EARNS my respect, they dont DESERVE it, i got trust issues, long story... oh yea one thing that all o you got to know, ESPECIALLY YOU DUMB FUCC IGNORANT FILIPINOS BORN HERE IN THE U.S. OF FUCCIN A.: i dont like them stupid flips who come up to me n try to look hard as shit and say nigga nigga nigga nigga actin like they from full blown ghetto section 8 hood reppin walkin like they got only one ankle, especially you ZANG i don care if u aint even flip no more nigga nigga nigga in my house ok, i hear that shit in my house from you or your homies i got a left hook for your gut, ok.. aye same goes to the rest of the stupid flips out there, i swear some o you embarrass me so fuccin bad that i got the urge to educate you fuccers, at leste those willing, cmon u kno who u are, git your shit right

My Interests

ey u know what i own your mother, anyways i luv kick-backs, Denny's breakfast, funny movies, swingin kaycee around like she a mini superwoman, different styles/genres of visual/written art, filipino parties, karaoke in filipino parties, talkin shiet about your mama....

I'd like to meet:

whoevers, wherevers, whenevers.. but there are two that i most definitely wanna meet before i die and haunt tha shit outta mutherfuccers who attacked my fighting spirit... these two people, tho i havent met them yet, contintue to changed my life completely, over and over again and again and im getting sicc of it... in dreams ive fought against these two and embraced them whole-heartedly plenty of times... i lost my fuccin mind and went crazy n close to killin myself because of these two, and im sure its gonna happen again and again... and now this time around i m at a continuous struggle with these two, one of them is so eager to take me in to a world of infinite possibilities, and i constantly beg for the forgiveness and acceptance of tha other... the two greatest entities of this world:-GOD, smiling at me from above- and -the DEVIL, laughing at me from below-

Music:

tha good shit... that funny shit, the shit that makes your mama cry shit

Movies:

ummm, theres a lot, can't think of one right now, i dont like to think o shit i cant think of at that moment in time, shit... see now u gone made me think wtf's wrong wit you huh?!

Television:

i got sucked into tha idiot box once before, never again...hehe who am i kidding i started to like tha fuccin TFC cuz tha shit is ALWAYS on, i dont understand a goddamm word dey say cuz they prejudice wit ilocanos n shit, fuccin tagalog sounds gay yea u heard me lol its only cuz i dont kno it, dont hate im juss being honest... i dunno but that luningning rockin it hella hard fuckin hot n shit, u know that dude willy be pimpin tht shit hard

Books:

business format system from WFG life insurance policies the living human curiosity sideshow -aesop rock- always running -luis j. rodriguez- playboy fhm maxim the newspaper comic books johnny the homicidal maniac, directors cut cook books baby books

Heroes:

MYSELF, SHIET, WHO ELSE... naw, but there are a few: tha Homie up above, for blessing with tha gift of life // Mom & Pops: for all tha love a son could barely handle and never giving up on me and having the greatest amount of patience to really put up with my shit // Alvin, my lil bro, i love him to death, tha biggest reason why im still alive // also wanna thank Alvin again, mylynne, and antie leoni (manong jon-jon's mama) for encouraging me to get back into visual arts and writing again, i havent done it for so long// last, but most definitely not the least.. my bebegurls, Mylynne & Kaycee, the only two reasons why now believe that im a good man and to really beleive in myself and not just a loser who graduated college n still stupid as shit

My Blog

no regrets

Lucy was 7 and wore a head of blue barettes City born, into this world with no knowledge and no regrets Had a piece of yellow chalk with which she'd draw upon the street The many faces of the vario...
Posted by bubble belly... bubbly bubbly boo baaah on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST