"My heart is like my stomach: Feed it once, you get a heartbeat. Feed it twice, it'll beat faster. But if you feed my soul, I'll give it to you forever."
☆ I'm a sweet, caring, extra super nice, very helpful guy who takes time out of my schedule and tries his best to get 2 know people. Unfortunately, all you get to see is the dark, cynical, doesn't take shit to give a shit, headbuttin' dykes sorta individual everytime I log into this goddamn site. I don't pretend to have all the answers in life nor do I act accordingly to what some perceive as "disillusional". All you need to know is I either like you or I don't. ★
Thanks for stopping by. Before asking me a question, please take time to read amply below for more info/Myspace inquiries.
Name : Glenn (two N's)
Nicks: g* / gleminem
Nationality : Pilipino
Birthplace : Manila, PH
Birthday : 30/09/1978
Height : 5'8
Eye Color : Brown
Hair color : Black
Social status : Swingle
Blood type : AB
Motto: "Boobies!"
I AM...
--Open minded
--Not afraid to love
--Not afraid to live
--Post-Optimistic
--Silly
--A Hopeless Romantic
--Passionate
--Faithful/Loyal
--Dirty Mindeded
--Understanding
--Weird
-- Nakama*
--Honest
--Procrastinator
*Japanese Trans. (beyond being just a friend/ someone to depend on no matter what)
What interests me...
--Nintendo
--Spitting
--NesQuick Chocolate
--Free Thinking
--Art(ful) Junk
--My FRIENDS
--Basketball
--Anime
--Music
--Fat Chicks
--Love
What I enjoy...
--Sleep
--Sports
--Going on adventures
--Get togethers w/ special people
--Sitting around a t.v. and watching my shows.
--Hot Lesbians Kissing! haha
I think/believe...
--Karma is a motherfucker.
--Everyone is entitled to an opinion.
--Blondes tease ...Brunettes please...
--Nice guys finish last because assholes fuck first.
--If my boobs were any bigger, I'd get in clubs for free!
I LOVE...
--Jesus
--California, as a state.
--Parents, Family
--Getting Pinched By Random Chicks.
--Porn!!
--Discovering Things!
I HATE...
--IGNORANCE!!
--Drama
--Plastic People
--Red Eggs
--Bitches
--IRS
--Not Getting What I Want
Ten Things You Should Know:
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I actually read people's intros.
I lurk this site. It's a bad hobby, I know. I'm good at it though!
Horror Flicks, Loud Music, Pop Rocks, Pro Wrestling interest me.
I add people on occassion.
I have fun with my friends on here.
I'm a very cynical person but with a nice persona. I contradict myself ...
I like friends with a sense of humor.
Honestly, I could care less what you think of me.
I'm not trying to be cool or wanna take your friends.
I'll try and be nice to you. Maybe.
THE TOP TEN GLENN FACTS:
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Glenn's tears cure cancer. Too bad he has never cried.
Glenn counted to infinity - twice.
Glenn does not hunt because the word hunting infers the probability of failure. Glenn goes killing.
If you can see Glenn, he can see you. If you can't see Glenn you may be only seconds away from death.
Glenn sold his soul to the devil for his rugged good looks and unparalleled martial arts ability. Shortly after the transaction was finalized, Glenn roundhouse kicked the devil in the face and took his soul back. The devil, who appreciates irony, couldn't stay mad and admitted he should have seen it coming. They now play poker every second Wednesday of the month.
When the Boogeyman goes to sleep every night he checks his closet for Glenn.
Glenn built a time machine and went back in time to stop the JFK assassination. As Oswald shot, Glenn met all three bullets with his beard, deflecting them. JFK's head exploded out of sheer amazement.
Glenn has already been to Mars; that's why there are no signs of life there.
They once made a Glenn toilet paper, but it wouldn't take shit from anybody.
A blind man once stepped on Glenn's shoe. Glenn replied, "Don't you know who I am? I'm Glenn!" The mere mention of his name cured this man blindness. Sadly the first, last, and only thing this man ever saw, was a fatal roundhouse delivered by Glenn.
Your Birthdate: September 30
-Your birthday on the 30th day of the month shows individual self-expression is necessary for your happiness.
-You tend to have a good way of expressing yourself with words, certainly in a manner that is clear and understandable.
-You have a good chance of success in fields requiring skill with words.
-You can be very dramatic in your presentation and you may be a good actor or a natural mimic.
-You have a vivid imagination that can assist you in becoming a good writer or story-teller.
-Strong in your opinions, you always tend to think you are on the right side of an issue.
-There may be a tendency to scatter your energies and have a lot of loose ends in your work.
-You may have significant artistic talent and be very creative.
LIBRA MEN: Looks for the whole experience, not just a tumble between the sheets. Has a definite kinky side, a voyeur and fond of the menage a trois. He has the patience needed to satisfy. He likes women who dress well and have long hair. If a woman's clothes look as though they are easily removed, he finds her hard to ignore. Erogenous zone: back and buttocks, especially the feel of erect nipples against either of them!
What I look for in a girl...
I'm actually blunt when it comes to females. I like them to be able to cook. I can't stand girls who can't. It's just a weird habit of mine. Basically, doesn't matter what she looks like/hails from/color of her hair as long as she gets down to bidness in the kitchen, we'll be fine.
I also wouldn't mind a girl with a sense of style. I know it's hard to depict this trait but trust me, I've seen some girls who haven't a clue as what to wear and what not to when they're trying to attract the opposite sex. I'm not saying she has to dress hooker-ish but it wouldn't hurt every now and then! Gotta look good for the people staring at her, right?
Finally, I want her to be able to put up with my sarcasm. It's hard! Even my mom sometimes thinks I'm the spawn of Satan 'cos of the remarks I say. If this girl is to be my "bonnie", she gotta realize that I take things with a grain of salt. If I'm being funny, she has to understand it. A happy girl, is what I'm asking for. No problems or baggage.
10 Things I Hate About Myspace
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You get added to a page and then expect people to comment you.
Private profiles. I'll never understand why you'd sign up for a free public account then act like you want to be noticed. There is absolutely no one stalking you. Seriously.
Bulletin whores. example: friend trains of people you don't want to add.
Friend whores. example: more friends than comments and/or over 300,000. unless you're a celeb or a musician, you're NOT that popular. kthanx.
When chicks post the same picture but in different angles then they want you to comment all of them.
Spammers/Phishers
A million and one slide shows plus 2,000 anime music videos with 8.2 billion embeded comments from their friends.
Load time = pain in the ass.
Myspace layouts with hard to read fonts and hides contact tables so no way of letting him/her know their page sucks.
PeOpLE wHO TYpE LyKE tHIs ...on purpose.
Message board flamers who think they know everything in the whole world but haven't even seen a chick naked yet. Douchebags, swallow a monster load!
10 Things I Like About Myspace
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Random comments
Finding people I used to know and saying hello.
Jenna Jameson, Pamela Anderson, and HIN car models.
Great musicians, comedians, and other creative individual pages.
Weird folks like me. We're a rare and dying breed nowadays.
Lurker Status
Practicing CSS/HTML on my page and pissing off my friends in the process! Hahaha.
Good, honest people who seem geniune in their approach to making new friends.
Sending funny ass shit to the people on my list and them accepting the comment approval.
Running across a midget profile, forwarding it to special people, get a laugh at how cute it is, log off.
10 Comments You Should Remember
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"Hi. I added you so I was wondering when the hell you're going to ever talk to me?"
"Thanks for the add. I wasn't sure if you really did that on purpose or I was just horny at the time."
"Oh. Well my girlfriend's on my list but she doesn't know about you. I think I should block her, huh?"
"What's L-O-L mean? (pauses) Really? What if I wasn't laughing in real life?"
"Yeah. I think I'm number 34,567,920 on your list. But thanks for asking!"
"I want a page like yours! Except without all the morbid colors, the afrodisiac comment box, the moving icons, the colorful scrollbar, the glowing links, and Tom."
"Do you always look like that or is it just Myspace?"
"So wait. You're telling me if I click here, you'll have cyber sex with my donkey?"
"How come my uncle's on your sister's boyfriend's nephew's top list and I'm not?"
"Remember 404? Those were the days, I tell ya."