hayvann

Wed, 15 Mar 2006 05:40:23 +0000

picture, picture!!!

Fri, 10 Mar 2006 06:55:11 +0000

it's a girl!!!!

meet francesca!!!!!

more photos:

Fri, 10 Mar 2006 06:55:10 +0000

Tue, 20 Dec 2005 15:27:08 +0000

Big Boss Man

When the body was first made, all the parts wanted to be Boss.
The brain said, "I should be boss because I control the whole body's responses and functions."
The feet said, "We should be Boss as we carry the brain about and get him to where he wants to go."
The hands said, "We should be the boss because we do all the work and earn all the money."
And so it went on and on with the heart, the lungs, and the eyes until finally the asshole spoke up. All the parts laughed at the idea of the asshole being the Boss. So the asshole went on strike, blocked itself up and refused to work.
Within a short time the eyes became crossed, the hands clenched, the feet twitched, the heart and lungs began to panic and the brain fevered. Eventually they all decided that the asshole should be the boss, so the motion was passed. All the other parts did all the work while the boss just sat and passed out the shit!

Moral of the story: You don't need brains to be a boss - any asshole will do.

Mon, 26 Sep 2005 17:25:39 +0000

mga kwento ni manong taxi driver

nagsimula ang lahat nung may nadaanan kaming checkpoint sa may avenida malapit sa abad santos. mukhang mabait naman si mamang taxi driver, medyo nasa 40 pa lang sa tingin ko, pero mahahalata mo na parang pagod na sya sa buhay. "inuunti-unti na tayo", sabi nya. "ano po yun?", tanong ko naman. "parang martial law na rin. kahit saan ka magpunta, maraming checkpoint na kagaya nyan. yung mga kabataan lang naman ang napag-iinitan. kanina, sa maynila, halos bawat kanto merong pulis." napaisip lang ako. sabi ko sa sarili, "oo nga 'no?!?!". dati namang walang pakialam 'tong mga pulis na 'to. di naman magpapagod tumayo at pumara ng mga sasakyan at manghuli ng kung sinu-sino 'yung mga yun kung di sila masasabon ng mga mas-mataas sa kanila. siguradong may order sa kanila na magbantay. siguro ay may inaabangan o pinaghahandaan.

sa may bandang dimasalang, "di ko talaga makalimutan yung pasaherong naisakay ko kanina", sabi ni manong taxi driver. ako naman, "bakit po?" na lang ang nasabi. "isinakay ko yun sa may terminal ng victory. galing daw sya tarlac. e nagpapahatid ba naman sa angono, rizal, dadagdagan na lang daw nya yung patak sa metro. sabi ko malayo yata yun masyado tsaka di ko rin kabisado papunta don. di pa ko nakakarating sa parteng 'yun. meron pa naman ho yatang FX na papunta 'don. tignan na lang muna natin.", kwento ni manong taxi driver. "buti na lang pagdating sa may star mall, meron pang dalawang FX na naghihintay. pinasakay ko na agad sya sa FX baka magbago pa isip", dagdag nya. "buti na lang sinuwerte kayo!", natatawang sabi ko. bihira akong maaliw sa mga taong nagkukuwento pero panalo 'tong si manong taxi driver.

"natakot din nga ako dun sa mama, pero di ko alam kung maniniwala ako sa kanya e.", tuloy pa rin sya sa kwento. "NPA daw sya. syempre kung NPA sya di naman nya sasabihin sa 'kin yun di ba? matanda na rin yung mama, mga 50 na siguro tapos parang pilay maglakad. tama daw yun ng bala dati. pero iba na daw ang trabaho nya ngayon. hindi na raw sya nakikipagbarilan sa mga sundalo. sya na lang daw ang tagahatid ng mga sulat, parang mensahero ba, sa mga iba nilang kasama. sya na rin daw yung nagiging tagapagbalita sa mga nangyayari.", kwento pa rin nya. "talaga??", kunwaring nagdududa at nagulat na sagot ko. medyo inaantok pa kasi ako ng konti. "oo, sabi pa nga sa 'kin mag-ipon na daw ako. sabi ko, para saan? e magkakagiyera na daw! eksakto nga lang yung kinikita ko pang araw-araw e, pano pa makakaipon. tsaka di na ko mag-iipon kung magkakagiyera na. mang-aagaw na lang ako ng pagkain. ganon naman talaga ang tao pag nagutom, gagawin nyan lahat para lang mabuhay.", dagdag pa nya. "tama", sabi ko na lang. tumahimik sandali, katatawid lang namin ng nagtahan bridge nang nagsimula na naman magkwento si manong taxi driver. eto daw ang plano nya kung sakaling matuloy nga ang giyera: "ang maganda ngang gawin pag nagkagulo e abangan mong masira yung mga bangko, tapos pag may nakuha kang bazooka, pasabugin mo na lang yung vault. wala na namang makikialam sa yo nun e." "ayus!", sabi ko habang nakangisi at nakatingin sa ibang mga sasakyan sa kalsada. siguro madami nang napanood na mga pelikula ni lito lapid at ramon revilla itong si manong. idol din siguro nya si eddie garcia, si phillip salvador, at robin padilla. bakit nga ba di ko naiisip yung mga naiisip nya?

pagka-liko sa may osmeÃ±a highway, eto na naman sya... "meron pa ngang naikwento yung biyenan ko sa akin, na dati raw, nung panahon ng hapon, meron silang kakilala. san pedro daw yung pangalan (apelyido yata). nagsasaka lang daw ng bukid yun dati. ngayon ang dami nang mansyon!", kwento pa rin nya habang umiiling-iling. "ang ginawa pala ni san pedro nung dumating yung mga hapon, naging makapili. siguro binigyan na lang sya ng mga ari-arian nung mga hapon sa bawat pilipinong maisusumbong nya. pinagkukuha pa nga nung mga kamag-anakan nya yung mga anak nya dahil papatayin talaga sila ng mga tao e. matagal din nawala yun si san pedro. akala nga daw ng mga biyenan ko namatay na. nung naging presidente lang si macapagal, tsaka siya lumitaw ulit. milyonaryo na!", pahabol pa nya na parang may pagkainis. "ganon na lang din ang gagawin ko pag nagkagiyera. maghihintay na lang din ako. pag nabuhay, e di swerte! milyonaryo na ako pagkatapos! tignan mo nga yang lahat ng mayayaman ngayon, yang mga kagaya ni ayala. lahat ng abot-tanaw nila inangkin lang naman nila e. wala din namang ari-arian yang mga yan dati. ganon na lang din ang gagawin ko.", sabi nya na parang nabuhayan ng loob.

"manong kanan po tayo sa susunod na kanto tapos pakitabi na lang po doon sa likod nung kotse.", sabi ko habang dumudukot sa bulsa ko para sa pambayad. "sige ho. salamat.", nagbayad ako, binuksan ko ang pinto ng taxi, bumaba, at isinara ang pinto. habang naglalakad papunta sa lobby, naisip ko, dalawa lang yun e... tama si manong o may tama si manong!

Wed, 21 Sep 2005 00:47:20 +0000

KISS ASS!!

i've talked about about "kiss ass" people on this blog so many times already and as i was looking back at those old entries, i realized that even though nothing is permanent or constant in this world but change some people will tend to act otherwise.

you asspumps are driving me insane!! i think i will never understand why you shitheads are so pathetic. (maybe not in this lifetime...) why???? why do you do it?? is it for the attention? the pogi-points, which seems to be the only concern of the people in this workplace. how does it feel lickin the bosses' asses and wiping off their shit with your pride??? do you find ass kissin as the reason for your existence?? do you wake up excited everyday hoping for the best ass-kissing day of your life?? i pity you people but i'm also infuriated. not because i care about you. y'all are stupid morons!!! i'm upset because what you're doin' seems to be working!! WHAT THE FUCK!!! what kind of twisted world am i living in!!! but i don't care... really!! i don't give a shit if you want to live like that. as long as i'm happy (i know that i am!) and as long as the shit that you're eatin' don't touch me!

songhits entry no. 2!!

Sat, 17 Sep 2005 00:27:15 +0000

this song's really nice...
in case you haven't noticed, it's on my radio blog... (it's at the left side of the page.)
enjoy!!

"Forget Everything"

Can we pretend for one second that we are together,
What's the point of keeping my feelings at bay,
It takes alot of me,
To get the nerve to wake up,
Everyday,

And what if I don't,
Would you even care,
Would you even care,

Forget everything that we have done,
Erase me,
From your memory,
Don't call,
Don't ask about me until the day hell freezes over,

I can't remember the last time I saw you smile,
It might have been around this time last year,
It takes alot of me,
To get the nerve to tell you everything is ok,

And what if I don't,
Would you even care,
Would you even care,

Forget everything that we have done,
Erase me,
From your memory,
Don't call,
Don't ask about me until the day hell freezes over,

It's gone,
Before you know it,
You can't let go of something you've never had,
It's ash until you burn it,
I hope I never see you again,

And what if I don't,
Would you even care,
Would you even care,

Forget everything that we have done,
Erase me,
From your memory,
Don't call,
Don't ask about me until the day hell freezes over,

When hell freezes over

song op da moment!

Fri, 16 Sep 2005 19:40:34 +0000

"What It Is To Burn"

She burns

Today's on fire
The sky is bleeding above me, and I am blistered
I walk these lines of blasphemy, every day
And still:

Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn

I feel diseased
Is there no sympathy from the sun?
The sky's still fire
But I am safe in here, from the world outside

So tell me
What's the price to pay for glory?

Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn

Today is fire, and she burns
Today is fire, and she burns
She burns
She burns
She burns
She burns
She burns
She burns

Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn