Let's Talk About Nothing

Aaaah... yeah.


Uh-huh... Oh! Ahahaha!!!!

Ooooh. Uhm, well... it's...

Ah, let's look at this at another angle.

Wait, wait, wait!


Ahahaha! Ohohohohoo!!!


Woohoo!!!


Ahahaha...

Oh well...














Okay, okay.






This is confusing...















Nothing. Absolutely nothing.







WAHAHAHA!!!

Bet

Ooooh this is hard. I don't know how long I could keep up writing a blog in English. It's just so tiring and the words are so complex! Ahahaha!

Well, let's just say I have to give my best shot at it.

It's cool. English is cool. Well, not that expressive but it's cool.

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I remembered my friend Allaine during our highschool years. She was having this itch on her wrist because of her wristwatch.

It had a leather strap and was quite dirty and old.

I saw her scratching her wrists and I looked at her watch.

She then dared me to smell the leather strap of her watch.

"Sige, gagawin ko." I proclaimed.

Then I removed my I.D. cord which was made of some sort of cloth or threaded material that absorbs sweat. It was already blackened and had a sour smell.

I then gave her the cord and said: "Sige, supsupin mo naman ito."

The deal was off.

Sayang, I would've smelled that strap. I admire the scent of vinegar anyway.

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Actually, the point of this post is the story that I once heard from my cousin a long time ago. So long that I had to recreate it based from how I've remembered.



The Old Lady and the Bet

Once, there was this old lady that went to the local bank to deposit her savings. She approached the clerk and asked if she can talk to the manager of the bank. The clerk was baffled on why the old lady would ask for the manager. Nonetheless, she went to the manager's office and informed the manager of her presence.

The old lady was permitted to talk to the manager and she was escorted to the office.

Manager: What can I do for you today ma'am?
Old Lady: I was wondering if I could make a deposit and invest on a business.

The manager was shocked to have heard what the old lady said so he questioned her.

Manager: How much would like to deposit ma'am? And what business would that be?

Old Lady: I would like to deposit my $10M to you. I was wondering if I could trust this bank with that much amount and I would like to invest on a business worth $15M.

The manager was even more shocked when he heard about the old lady's request.

Manager: I would take the responsibility of securing your money and taking care of your business ma'am. But if I may ask, how ever did you attain that large amount of money? Was is your husbands? For an old lady, you have too much money on your hands.

Old Lady: No my dear. It was my own income. I acquired my income through betting.

Manager: Betting? You mean like in a casino?

Old Lady: No. Personal bets.

Manager: Could you explain it further?

Old Lady: Okay. For example. I bet for $2M that your testicles are square.

Manager: That's crazy!!! That is just impossible. I am certain that my balls aren't square.

Old Lady: Are you sure? Wanna bet? For $2M.

Manager: Haha, you sure are persistent ma'am. You're on and it's a sure win for me.

Old Lady: Okay, let's settle this tomorrow morning at 10. I will bring my lawyer with me so he can be our witness.

Manager: That would be fine ma'am.

After the closing the deal, the manager quickly went home, went to his room and spent the entire evening checking his testicles for any sharp corner or any signs that it would be proven square.

The morning after, the old lady and his lawyer met up with the manager.

Old Lady: Are you ready? You can now show me.

The manager quickly removed his pants and showed his balls to the old lady.

Old Lady: Can I touch it? I want to make sure.

Manager: Sure! It's a sure win afterall. Go ahead and touch them.

The old lady then kneeled down, looked closely at the testicle and started touching and checking it.

Old Lady: Okay, that's fine. You win.

Minutes later, the lawyer was whimpering and bumping his head on the walls of the office.

Manager: What's wrong with your lawyer?

Old Lady: Oh nothing. It's just that I won a bet against him for $4M that at 10 AM today, I get to touch the bank manager's testicles.

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Ah, there was also this person who won a $100,000 for winning a bet.

What was the bet?

He had to have breast implants. Sounds easy and fulfilling if that person was a girl. But no, the person was a guy. And imagine that. A guy having boobs.

I'd definitely go for that.

I'd choose that over eating stuff like roaches, pig testicles, and anything that Joe Rogan offers. And I'd definitely pick boobs over jumping from building to building and riding a bicycle through a narrow plank. I'd definitely choose those boobs.

Aside from the $100,000 dollar that he got after the implant, he receives a monthly reward of $10,000 for as long as he keeps it.

What a guy.

And that guy is the same guy that won $15,000 for living in his bathroom for a month. As in literally live in his bathroom for a month.

He's on Wikipedia by the way. Click here.

Dark Clouds = Wetness

It's been three times this week that the heavens have disappointed me. Every time that I am about to reach home, rain starts to pour.

The first time was when I came from Eastwood, Libis at around 3:oo PM, looking for a job. I was seated in front of the jeepney. There was absolutely no signs of rain from where I came from.

The sky was clear.
The sun is in its usual hot self.

Dustin and I parted at Ever Gotesco where the ride ends from Libis. I noticed that there was this big patch of thick, black cloud hovering above our area. Since it was hot and sunny from where we were standing, I didn't mind the rain and picked the Cainta jeepney [rather than the Angono Hi-Way trip] so that I wouldn't have to walk too much. As expected, the trip was quite of a drag since the road is so narrow and the PUV's does a really good job of clogging the traffic.

I arrived at the area where the cloud was hovering over.

The rain started with tiny droplets at first and I didn't worry that much since my trusty umbrella was with me.

It was a bad idea to have chosen the Cainta trip.

"The first casting star of War of the Worlds was overqualified"

Minutes later, it was like the end of the world. It was dark and strong winds were blowing the roof off. A storm must've been passing at that moment.

First few drops of rain were as big as my thumbnail.

And everywhere I go, there's this 3 inch flood of oil, water, and dirt.

I don't want to sacrifice my shoe for it so I just waited until it's "safe" to go home.

I was just a few steps from home and I can't get out of this place because of the force of the rain.

What was annoying is that about 3 minutes after I got home, I was drying myself off and the rain just stopped. Few minutes later, the sun was there again, and it was more sunny than before.

The rain is being a practical joker nowadays.

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The second time this week was partially similar. It was raining furiously just before I get home. It's a good thing though, I got off at a different place which is far from the flooded place. I got home without too much of a hassle.

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It happened again this morning. I was off to Dustin's place to get the PIC Burner which was supposed to be delivered to me. Mr. Poor left off to Davao without him dropping off the burner to me last night. So I decided to walk to his place [which was about 25 minutes at small strides]. The same Cumulus cloud was hovering over Dustin's area.

And then there it was. As I was walking inside their village, the same heavy and tremendous rain arrived. Winds were strong and the water was dripping inside my umbrella. Instant bathe for me. Crappy moment but I enjoyed it. I forgot the last time that I had to walk around with this intense rain pouring all over.

It made me want to take a bath. The intensity of the rain just kept getting stronger. It made me want to just fold my umbrella and walk under the raindrops.

I hesitated to proceed but unluckily, the hesitation came too late. I was already a few blocks before I arrive at Dustin's house.

Good thing the rain sort of calmed down when I was nearing his place.

I took the package and went back.

I thought it was over but then the rain came back with almost twice the power it had when I was going there. I had to stop walking and take refuge at a small store. I can't risk a 700-peso electronic gadget obtain too much moisture, or in this case, too much water from the rain.

I don't know if it was just coincidence or I had the wrong time to leave the house, but it always have to rain when I am not inside the house.

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There's one thing to enjoy though. Those high school students with their thin uniforms are some sight to see. Most of them aren't that skinny and have quite an enticing body figure.

I don't know if it was just too much moisture around the surroundings or it's just that their blouses are getting thinner every time I see them. What a wet view.

One of the few things you enjoy about raining.

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It never hurts to have an umbrella. And you don't have to go for that 400-peso Fibrella and have it blown to destruction by the wind. A good 50-peso umbrella would do.

My doctor told me once: "Okay lang magpaka-jologs dahil nakapayong ka, kesa naman sa magkaganyan ka [trangkaso] dahil hindi ka nagpapayong."

I took the advice and it was very applicable.

Jackets are fashionable but the still can't stop that rain from going into your head, and into your body and giving you a cold.

It's just a hassle sometimes that you have to bring a long and big umbrella with you. Beside the difficulty of having them handheld, you have to constantly remind yourself that you have an umbrella to carry.

Compared with small foldable ones, you just have to let it drip dry and put it in your bag. Goodluck with girls though, you can't quite offer an umbrella moment with a small foldable umbrella.

Better stick with long and big.

Initialize

Ooooh, so this is blogger.com eh?

Very accomodating. I think I'll be staying here for a while. I like this place. It seems cozy.

Perfect for my 1 minute-fall-asleep condition.

Ah yes. I got another blog besides the one in Multiply.

And why make another one? Ah, just for fun I guess. I got too much time on my hands as of the moment.

I just finished school and I am officially a bum.

And this is actually my first post here at blogger. I've seen a lot of amazing blogs hosted by Blogger and I said to my self: "Hey, I could also have a blog as amazing as this one!"

And of course, that's all the enthusiasm I've got. Apparently, with all this available time I have, I've also got all this oozing laziness up in my ass.



So I guess I would definitely be one boring blogger.

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Blank Stare. Yeah, that's the name of this blog. Very catchy, well sort of. Actually not at all.

It's just that I have this blank stare at the moment that I created the blog.

And unluckily, this is what's going to get me in trouble in the future.

There's this one time that I am at the LRT2 and I came home from school. Of course, it was the usual tiring day and it was already late.

I was sitting on the other side of the train and on the other side was this lady, probably about 30 years old or so.

I was thinking of something which is the usual moment that I have this blank stare on my face.

Few minutes later, I noticed that the lady was looking down at her breast and started fixing her blouse and securing it, as if she was being harrassed visually.

It then hit me that I was staring directly at her breasts during one of my "thinking" moments.

I immediately shifted the direction of my view which made the moment more awkward as the lady stared back at me with somewhat of a furious look on her face.

Me and my blank stare.