Archive for August, 2006


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Catholic Guilt (goddamn it)

Published Date: August 17th, 2006
Category: God and the Big Questions

Really, goddamn this catholic guilt. It’s making me crazy it’s fucking me up in ways that I am unable to articulate. You know how in movies they always make it out that the serial killer was abused as a child by his mother, who made him kneel on a bed of salt and pray out [...]

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Tag

Published Date: August 14th, 2006
Category: Blogging

galing kay Selena
3 people who make me laugh: my sister, the boyfriend, and humbert humbert (in my fantasies, he looks like borat)
3 things I love: boots, books, boobs (joke lang yung 3rd ha)
3 things I hate: irresponsible drivers; arrogant, loud people; and bitchy women on the MRT
3 things on my desk: a roll of toilet [...]

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On Writing 2

Published Date: August 11th, 2006
Category: Blogging, Peyups Articles

I started writing when I was thirteen, because I had bought a very colorful, and what seemed to me to be a very artiste notebook with a Miro print on the cover. At the time, I didn’t know who he was — I still don’t, but the notebook seemed like the perfect medium in which [...]

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Miss Cultural

Published Date: August 8th, 2006
Category: Moovees

Overheard — well, not as much overheard as Forced to Hear, what with the volume of her voice and all, but regardless — in the MRT:
Girl 1: Be, wala pala ako next week ha
Girl 2: Ha? san ka pupunta?
girl 1: Pupunta ako sa lumang school ko
Girl 2: A, sa (something — di ko nagets)
Girl 1: [...]

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On Writing

Published Date: August 7th, 2006
Category: Blogging

If it were up to me, I’d submit a chaka-chakang story without any pronouns, just to see what they would do with it, my sister said this morning, as she was looking over a local literary magazine that I had judged chock-full of “presumptuous, bourgeois” stories. My sister hates pronouns in stories, specifically their rampant [...]

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Cross-eyed Blabbing

Published Date: August 4th, 2006
Category: Bahala ka na.

i want to go to the beach in front of the large expanse of the sea situate myself under a palm tree beer in hand pen in another looking at the blue sky and the blue ocean and empty my mind savor the breeze read a book underline words that i don’t know the meaning [...]