Nike Windrunner

This is the new Nike Windrunner Video from Greenpinoy.com

You can visit that here at http://www.nike.com.ph/windrunner

Ah, I want the white one!

Cleanliness

What is the point of taking a bath when there is no good-smelling shirt available to wear?

Tsk, what a dilemma.

Oktoberfest 120 for Bloggers

Friday night was the night of fun, games, and empatso. And of course drunken and lethargic laughter with the brood of bloggers.

Yes, it was the San Miguel Oktoberfest celebration held at TasteAsia last Friday night.

Since I was stuck here at home, I decided to go early. I got the info from a certain Pedro that there would be a free gift pack for the first 120 early birds.

And there I was, at the registration table greeted by an english-speaking lady whom I just smiled at. Registration blah blah blah, and then I proceeded to find a table as I was ushered by the curly-haired lady.

I wonder why TasteAsia is such a favorite venue for events like these? It's been the third time since I've been here at TasteAsia, and of course each of the event have their own intensity and enjoyment.

This event however, was at a different level since alcohol was involved and I had to make use of the free booze flowing around.

Continue reading at The Industrious Time-Waster

Philippine Blog Awards 2008

Yes, of course I was there. I was one of those guys who took away one of the awards for best blah blah something.

Oh fuck. I took something alright, but it's not an award. I took the bouquet of roses and sunflowers from one of the tables of the venue. And the brochure of course.

I was never lucky in any of these raffle-shmaffle or anything.

Read through it at The Industrial Time-Waster

Full

Once again our refrigerator is full.

With what you say? Just another box of unknown goodies from Isabela, the province up North of the Philippines.

This was supposed to be a photo blog but where the hell is the photo is none of your concern. I really need a camera.

Anyway, all these goodies range from biscuits to cup noodles, and even cooked meat. Yes, cooked meat packed in a plastic and then placed in a box, then brought by them here from some bajillion miles away from home.

And who brought it? My aunt and uncle-in-laws. If there is such a term. They're from my brother-in-law's parents and it's probable if we call them auntie and uncle instead of mom and dad.

So here we are again, with the refrigerator full of fantastic surprises. It's going to be meet for weeks and some old, heated, and re-heated dish for the following nights to come.

Good luck to my blood pressure.

Return

Still nothing new. I might use this blog for money-making purposes.

I hope the people who stumble on this blog would try to visit my other blog, it's quite new, so there's nothing to see there yet.

And there won't be anything good to see there ever, except perhaps when you've got nothing to do and you just want to waste electricity.

Here's the site.

I don't have anything new to tell so I'll just be scampering off for now.

Thanks to those who get to stumble upon this site. Plenty of internet traffic for your site is what I wish, ehehe.

Good day!

Back For A While

*Sigh*

No new updates, just logging in to see if this account hasn't been suspended yet.

Yep, I am partially back, but I've got nothing new to put here.

Break

Well, this blogging life here in Blogspot seem to be a bit of a really hard thing to maintain.

So I guess I'll be leaving this blog for now until I get some more of my juice flowing and my systems geared up for the next drive to blog.

Thanks to all the people who keep on coming back for nothing. I appreciate it.

I'll be back whenever.

You could visit my Multiply page HERE, but I don't think you'd be able to comment on that.

Adios, Ciao, Aloha, Sayonara, and paalam.


4 nw.

Catch you whenever.

Umagang-umaga, nakaramdam na agad ako ng kabagutan. Malapit na ang araw ng paghuhukom. Ilang sandali na lamang at kulang na sa dalawang tulog ay malapit na akong maghakot ng mga gamit ko dito sa aking cubicle upang iuwi sa amin at gawing palamuti. Mga papel na maaaring ipampalingas sa uling ng inihaw. Mga binder na maaaring paglagyan ng mga assignment ng mga bata. Mga papel, at marami pang papel.

Mamamaalam na ako sa magandang tanawin na kaharap ko ngayon. Sa sinag ng araw na dama ko pa din ang init sa kabila ng bintanang may shading. Ang mga tuktok ng mga matatayog na gusaling maaaring maging sunod kong opisina. Nais kong pasalamatan ang mga ulap, sa tuwing dadaan sila sa makakapal na lupon, napapayapa ang aking isipan. Sa bawat pagdagsa nila at paglikha ng kakaibang mga hugis, nawawala ang lahat sa aking kamalayan. Ang lahat ng dapat kong inaalala ay nagiging isang karagatang malawak at walang anumang bahid ng pag-alon. Tahimik. Payapa.

Napaloob nanaman ako sa ritwal ko dito sa umaga sa tuwing dadating ako sa opisina at mauupo sa aking cubicle.

Pipindot ng username at password sa bundy clock, maglalakad patungo sa puwesto ko, ilalapag ang gamit at pipindutin ang power button ng computer.

Sa araw-araw na paglalagi ko dito, kalahati sa panahong iyon ay puno ng pagtatamad.

Multiply.
Friendster.
Blogger.
Forums.
Flash games.

at ang walang humpay na pagtsa-chat sa YM at pakikipag-text.


Yan ang trabaho ko. Binabayaran ako para magcheck ng online community accounts, laruin ang bagong flash games, at maya't-mayang makipagusap sa mga contacts ko sa YM.

Subalit sa araw-araw na ritwal kong ito, mayroon akong nais tanggalin.

Stalking.

Nais kong umiwas sa pahina ng iyong account. Naisin ko mang gawin yun ay tila ba isang malaking pangungutya sa aking sarili. Tila isang malaking batong pamukpok sa aking ulo ang aking hinahanap sa tuwing pinipilit kong huwag ka nang isipin pa at huwag na muling dumako sa pahina mo sa Friendster.

Gustuhin ko mang ilayo ang isipan ko sa mga bagay na may kinalaman sa iyo ay hindi ko ito maisakatuparan. Nariyan pa kasi ang mga alaala ng nakaraan. Ang nakaraan na kapiling natin ang bawat isa sa lahat ng oras. Ang mga ngiting pinagsaluhan natin sa may katagalan ding panahon. Ang bawat luhang naisin man nating pigilan ang pagpatak ngunit tumuloy pa din sa pag-agos. Ang pagbibiruan na nilulubos natin na parang wala nang hahadlang pa at wawakas sa samahan natin.

Narito ako at nakatitig sa Friendster profile mo. Pero hindi ko siya maaaring galawin. May paalala sa bandang sulok na pribado daw ito at makikita lamang kung isa ako sa iyong mga kaibigan.

Wala akong Friendster account. Ayoko nang magrehistro pa para lamang sa iyo. Para saan pa ito kung ang litrato lamang na makikita ko doon ay ang mukha ninyong dalawa, masaya at binabalot ng ngiting punung-puno ng kagustuhan ninyo sa piling ng bawat isa.

Hindi ko naman nais na sundan pa ang mga bakas na iiwanan ninyo bilang magkasintahan. Sapat na akin ang magmasid sa malayo, at paminsan-minsa'y makapagpadala ng text message ng simpleng pangangamusta.

Sarili ko lamang ang may kadahilanan sa mga bagay na nawala sa atin. Ang aking pagpapalipas ng oras na mahalaga. Ang aking pagpapabaya sa noon sana'y mga panahong inintindi ko ang iyong pangungulila. Ngunit ayon sa matandang kasabihan, nasa hulihan ang last. Nasa dulo ang wakas. At narito ngayon sa harapan ko ang malamig na pakiramdam ng pagsisisi. Alam ko ang pagkukulang ko. Sa bawat oras na kailangan ako ay wala ako doon. Hindi ako nakinig. Hindi ako nag-isip. At hindi ako nakaramdam.

Hindi ko nakita ang dapat ay pag-uugnay ng ating damdamin. Sa panahong ako ngayon ang naghahanap ng kasama, wala ka na at lumisan.

Narito ako at nakatitig pa din sa profile mo. Maya-maya ay lumalabo nang unti-unti ang screen ng computer.

Pumikit ako at naramdaman ko ang mga patak na bumagsak sa aking kamay. Dahan-dahan silang bumubuhos. Kasabay ng mga pagdating ng mga patak ng ulan na dulot ng ulap na kanina pa palang nasa harap ko. Hindi ko sila napansing dumating.

Kasabay ng paglisan ko sa trabaho, naroon din ang paglisan mo sa aking puso.

Kung kailanman ako makatagpo ng bagong trabaho, doon na lamang ako muling dadalaw sa pahina mo sa Friendster.

2007: A Blast

Yep, 2007 was truly a blast for me. It's the year where I can state that I've been through thick and thin in this late adolescent stage of my maturity.

And what's a good way to start the 2008 blogging entry? Of course, what else but with the review of the past year in this blank staring moments of mine.

So what's with 2007? Hmm, let me see.

Ah, I can tell about that!!! Or uhm... hmmm, let me see... I can tell about that. Or maybe not. Or yes! Ah, okay.

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Due to the blog-owner's feeble reviewing capabilities coupled with a feeble mind, it is decided that no flash-back moments shall be stated and that this entry will definitely generate another blog-related advertisement.

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I am a food loving person, no doubt about it. But I guess I'm gonna be having second thoughts about this particular eatery that was probably torn down by the MTRCB or one of our censorship boards against malice and green-mindedness.

Usual Male Customers: "Satisfaction Guaranteed"

You've probably seen this image in your e-mails sometime ago. I just can't help but wonder why this eatery is named as such. Now what's more questionable about this particular carenderia is how the owner looks like. I know it is just common for store owners to name their establishments after their own name, and so what's with this carenderia's name? Why is it named that way?

I can never ever tell why.

PREKPREKPREKPREKPREKPREKPREKPREKPREKPREK

Perhaps the greatest thing about this eatery, is of course the quality and essence of the food that they serve.

What would be the possible look of they're menu?

Vulva Menu: Enticingly Appetizing

Possible menu for this carenderia would be:

Main (Inter)Course

1. Tinolang Tingle
2. Binagoongang Vulva
3. Paksiw na Labia Majora
4. Menudong Mons
5. Labia Minora in Cream and Apple Sauce
6. Clitoris Curry
7. Pinausukang Urethra
8. Laing na Labia Minora

Side Dishes

1. Inihaw na Hood of the Clitoris
2. Ginataang Vaginal Opening
3. Pinakbet na Perineum
4. Adobong Anus

Rare and Specialty Dishes

1. G-Spot Con Carne
2. Multiple Orgasms Marinated in a special "Squirter's Delight Sauce"

KE-PU-KE-PU-KE-PU-KE-PU-KE-PU-KE-PU-KE-PU

No doubt about it, I would definitely be tasting each and every one of those dishes and I would go for it even if it's a bit pricey. Better than Italianni's or Via Mare.

It is 100 percent guaranteed that it can satisfy my "desire" for lust... ehem, HUNGER.

I just hope that there wouldn't be any scarcity of supplies with these types of dishes.

LET'S EAT!!!!

Bisikleta

Bisikleta
by tannix

eto ako at walang preno
sakay sa bisikleta ng ating pagmamahalan
dere-derecho pababa sa burol
kung nasaan ang mapait na pamamaalam

minamadali ko na ang pagpapaandar
itinotodo ko na ang pagpedal
gusto ko nang rumagasa
at bumulusok paibaba tungo sa kabiguan

babangga sa pader ng kalungkutan
magtatamo ng mga galos ng pighati
at mga sugat ng mga ala-ala
na walang kasing-sakit

pinilit ko pang ipadyak
tayong dalawa paitaas
ubos-lakas na pagsisikap
ibinuhos kong lahat para sa atin

subalit napagod na ako sa pagpadyak
ng bisikleta ng ating ibigan
paitaas sa burol kung san naroon
ang dati nating matamis na samahan

humantong na ako sa pag-akay paakyat
subalit inabutan na ako ng pagod
wala pa man sa kalagitnaan
patungo sa tuktok ng pagkakabalikan

ngayon ay wala nang hahadlang pa
sa pagpapasalida ko paibaba
sa ating bisikleta
na ako lang ang nagdadala

bakit nga ba humantong sa ganoon
ang ating pagsasamahan
mainit pa nung panimula
subalit ngayo'y dama ko na ang kalamigan

kalamigan ng simoy ng pag-iisa
di tulad nung kaangkas kita
puno ng init at maligaya nating binabagtas
ang daan ng kaligayahan

hindi ko na ililiko
ang manibela ng bisikleta
tuloy-tuloy ang pagpapatakbo ko
at kailanmn ay di na babalik pa

narito ako't paibaba na ng burol
bumubulusok at rumaragasa
lilimutin kong pilit ang dahilan
kung bakit ka umangkas sa bisikleta ng iba

based on personal experience? I don't think so.

Java

I've been in RD for the past three months now.

I've been quite "busy" reviewing for the SCJP exam and I must say that it has drained all the perseverance and enthusiasm in me. It is one heck of an exam.

I've been eating Java ever since I came to RD, and I can't comprehend anymore.

By the way, here's the SCJP Objectives for this upcoming exam.

Taken at Javaranch

Section 1 Declarations and Access Control Write code that declares, constructs, and initializes arrays of any base type using any of the permitted forms both for declaration and for initialization. Declare classes, inner classes, methods, instance variables, static variables, and automatic (method local) variables making appropriate use of all permitted modifiers (such as public, final,static, abstract, and so forth). State the significance of each of these modifiers both singly and in combination, and state the effect of package relationships on declared items qualified by these modifiers. For a given class, determine if a default constructor will be created, and if so, state the prototype of that constructor. State the legal return types for any method given the declarations of all related methods in this or parent classes. Section 2 FLOW CONTROL AND EXCEPTION HANDLING Write code using if and switch statements and identify legal argument types for these statements. Write code using all forms of loops including labeled and unlabeled use of break and continue, and state the values taken by loop control variables during and after loop execution. Write code that makes proper use of exceptions and exception handling clauses (try, catch, finally) and declares methods and overriding methods that throw exceptions. Section 3 Garbage Collection State the behavior that is guaranteed by the garbage collection system, and write code that explicitly makes objects eligible for collection. Section 4 Language Fundamentals Identify correctly constructed source files, package declarations, import statements, class declarations (of all forms including inner classes), interface declarations and implementations (for java.lang.Runnable or other interface described in the test), method declarations (including the main method that is used to start execution of a class), variable declarations and identifiers. State the correspondence between index values in the argument array passed to a main method and command line arguments. Identify all Java Programming Language keywords and correctly constructed identifiers. State the effect of using a variable or array element of any kind when no explicit assignment has been made to it. State the range of all primitive data types and declare literal values for String and all primitive types using all permitted formats, bases, and representations. Section 5 Operators and assignments Determine the result of applying any operator, including assignment operators, instanceof, and casts to operands of any type, class, scope, or accessibility, or any combination of these. Determine the result of applying the boolean equals(Object) method to objects of any combination of the classes java.lang.String, java.lang.Boolean, and java.lang.Object. In an expression involving the operators &, |, &&, ||, and variables of known values state which operands are evaluated and the value of the expression. Determine the effect upon objects and primitive values of passing variables into methods and performing assignments or other modifying operations in that method. Section 6 Overloading, Overriding, Runtime Type, and Object Orientation State the benefits of encapsulation in object oriented design and write code that implements tightly encapsulated classes and the relationships "is a" and "has a". Write code to invoke overridden or overloaded methods and parental or overloaded constructors; and describe the effect of invoking these methods. Write code to construct instances of any concrete class including normal top level classes, inner classes, static inner classes, and anonymous inner classes. Section 7 Threads Write code to define, instantiate, and start new threads using both java.lang.Thread and java.lang.Runnable. Recognize conditions that might prevent a thread from executing. Write code using synchronized, wait, notify, or notifyAll, to protect against concurrent access problems and to communicate between threads. Define the interaction between threads and between threads and object locks when executing synchronized, wait, notify, or notifyAll. Section 8 The java.awt PACKAGE Write code using component, container, and LayoutManager classes of the java.awt package to present a GUI with specified appearance and resize behavior, and distinguish the responsibilities of layout managers from those of containers. Write code to implement listener classes and methods, and in listener methods, extract information from the event to determine the affected component, mouse position, nature, and time of the event. State the event classname for any specified event listener interface in the java.awt.event package. Section 9 The java.lang PACKAGE Write code using the following methods of the java.lang.Math class: abs, ceil, floor, max, min, random, round, sin, cos, tan, sqrt. Describe the significance of the immutability of String objects. Section 10 The java.util PACKAGE Make appropriate selection of collection classes/interfaces to suit specified behavior requirements. Section 11 The java.io PACKAGE Write code that uses objects of the file class to navigate a file system. Write code that uses objects of the classes InputStreamReader and OutputStreamWriter to translate between Unicode and either platform default or ISO 8859-1 character encoding and Distinguish between conditions under which platform default encoding conversion should be used and conditions under which a specific conversion should be used. Select valid constructor arguments for FilterInputStream and FilterOutputStream subclasses from a list of classes in the java.io.package. Write appropriate code to read, write and update files using FileInputStream, FileOutputStream, and RandomAccessFile objects. Describe the permanent effects on the file system of constructing and using FileInputStream, FileOutputStream, and RandomAccessFile objects

I am certainly not expecting anyone to read that. I don't even read those objectives myself.

You see, those are the goals you need to attain in order to pass the exam.

And me? I don't even know at least a tenth of what it contains.

Goodluck to me then.

Short Scenario : Do You Have A Crush?

My mom was talking to my eldest sister about his sons Mico and Anton.


Nay: Si Mico, di kagaya ni Anton na magarbo ang mga laruan. Wala nang masyadong laruan si Mico ngayon.

Ate: Eh matanda na naman yan eh. Next year teenager na yan.

Nay: Oo nga eh, matanda na yang si Mico. Do you have a crush na Mico? In your school?


*Mico studies in Lourdes School of Mandaluyong. That's an ALL BOYS school*

*Insert 2-minute continuous laugh here*

Tooth Decay

This pain is nearing it's unbearable state. It started out as a minor pain. It grew. And now it's devastating.

This damn tooth is getting into my nerves. Literally.

I know I'm not a great big fan of dentists, and I seldom prioritize my teeth, even if they are in the brink of extinction, and of course decay.

Most of my molars have already started to accumulate decays and stains due to my favorite habit of "skipping toothbrushing".

I know most dentist would now sue me because of murdering their customer. And I have certainly lost a favorable spot for being one of Colgate's top endorser. What a shame.

And as a parent to these set of teeth, I would be imprisoned for not giving them a bright future and a long life. I'm sure the departed milk teeth, which is the founding fathers of my current teeth would haunt me for all eternity, for being such an irresponsible master and letting them die one by one.

It's been more than three months since the decay started. It first started as a black stain on the sides of the teeth. Then later on, I felt that it was starting to have a crack, and then proceeded on with the hole.

I wasn't quite sure of how deep the hole was. Last time I checked and pierced it with a toothpick(yeah, I know that's ILLEGAL), I felt an itch within my eyeball. And then a few days later, I pierced it again and the inside of my head started to have a feeling of being punctured every time I push that toothpick up my teeth. Must be a grand canyon-of-a-hole I have there.

The pain I feel now is not an ordinary pain, but a pain that can only be handled by a guy of my caliber. Someone strong enough to tolerate this kind of pain. I am not a fan of Manny and his Alaxan tactics so I'd just sleep this pain off and hope that it'll be all okay in the morning. I remind you that this is not an ordinary pain.

This is the kind of pain the Mike Tyson would cry to.
This is the kind of pain that FPJ would cry to whenever he's been hit by his opponents in one of his movies(and FPJ being hit rarely happens).
This is the pain that can make Manny Pacquiao's English all better.

This is the kind of pain that spies give up to.

Oh yeah. This is that kind of pain. And I can live with it. This is not Armageddon. This is not One More Chance. This is not Princess Sarah.

I will not cry just because of a toothache.

It's just the same as piercing your brow, or your lip with needles. Tingling at first, and then it start to itch, then it starts to squeeze the tear out your eye.

*Sigh* Why didn't I listen to the dentists.

And so, with this experience, I present to you the tips on how to avoid tooth decay.

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*tips to avoid tooth decay*

1. Brush your teeth every night, every day, every minute up until your teeth have been erased, your gums have been torn apart, your toothpaste all consumed, and the bristles of your toothbrush blow up. If your not satisfied with the way you brush, then use a metal grinder for more effective results.

2. Don't venture too much on sweets. If you and your gf/bf is sweet, don't try to lick and taste each other. Don't get friendly with Willy Wonka, Hershey, M&M's, and Maxx. For the homosexuals, try to stay away from Chupa Chups.

3. Always floss your teeth. Use only the necessary materials for flossing such as strands of hair, nylon threads, sewing threads, metal wires, fingernails, and shoelaces.

4. Always brush your teeth before, during, and after sex. Orgasmic juices have been proven to stain teeth 100 percent of the time so try to stay away from those stuff.

5. Cigarette smoke can cause tooth decay. So stay away from them too. If you can't stay away, use your nostrils to puff smoke instead of your mouth.

TOOTHTOOTHTOOTHTOOTHTOOTHTOOTHTOOTHTOOTHTOOTHTOOTHTOOTH

This pain is get is getting unbearable by the minute.

It sucks!

Get me a dentist quick!

Sali Ako

Hey there! I just want to ask you to take a visit at this site.

It's a social organization!

And I'm part of it!

Take a peek at our small community and visit our website.

I don't have to say much, I'll just say that it's really a great experience being with these people. From different fields, from different places, and from different states of mind! Ahaha!

And this group is somehow the definition of a "small world".

So if you're up for great hang-outs and great friends, take a peek and join!

Sali ka? Sali na!

Let's Do A Litte Dusting

I've been away for quite long. This blog has been a dusty blog. Not having any activity at all for sometime now.

Nobody goes to this blog anymore. Nothing is interesting.

I've been the boring blogger that I truly am.

Kawawa naman itong blogger ko, wala na siyang bisita. Wala na ding bagong laman.

Sabi ko pa man din sa sarili ko eh hindi ako tatamarin, pero ito! SAMPALOC NA AKO! (TAMARIN = SAMPALOC)

Haaaay. Pano ba naman magkakaron ng panahon dito eh medyo kaunti na lang ang inilalagi ko sa bahay.

Kung pwede lang hatiin ang sarili eh, ginawa ko na. Kaso lang masakit siya

It should be: "If only I could clone myself".


That would be really something.

I would always have time for a lot of things. About the things that I want to do and need to do. And I would also have someone to do the things that I don't want to do.

Kagaya ng mag-aral! Ahaha!

Haaay, sobrang alikabukin na nitong blog ko. Kaylangan na ng vacuum cleaner. Di na siya napapansin!

Sa mga sumusubaybay dito (what a waste of hope), pasensya na matagal na mga updates na hindi ko man lang masingitan kahit na anong klaseng entry.

Sa weekends siguro eh makakapaglagay na ako ng laman dito.

Busy lang naman ako sa weekdays. May ginagawa kasi ako mula sa Monday to Friday ng 9 to 6 PM eh. Trabaho daw ang tawag nila dun.

I call it "PRETENDING".

You pretend that you know something up until they find out or you do something that gives away the thought that you're pretending.

Ahahaha, baka mabasa pa ng mga bossing ko ito.

As much as possible, I am trying to be as productive as possible. It's just that I can't get the right timing for it.

Just like blogging. I am looking for the right time, and the right feeling to blog.

Sometimes there's just this blogging spree that I feel. I want to write and write and write some more. When I get that feeling, I won't let go.

Just like now!

And there's so many things I want to mention.

But then, there goes my blogging spree. It just lasted for a minute.


Nakakainis tong kulangot na 'to. Akala ko balat ng kamay ko! Kinagat ko pa man din! Pweh!!!

Malapit nanaman ang pasko.

Pero syempre, November muna bago December ika nga ni Billycoy, kaya wag ipagwalang-bahala ang November 1 dahil mahalaga ito. Lalo na saken dahil reunion namin ito. Pati ng mga "past" relatives ko.

Sana may matanggap ako ng special ngayong All Saint's Day.


Aha! At last, I've posted something new!

Hurray for me!

And hurray to my beloved readers!

I Hate You

HATE is such a strong word.

You hear it and a lot of things come rushing into your mind.

HATE may politically signify war and revolt. The word HATE may pertain to something that is unjust and is truly abhorred. This hate may be signified by the hate of a countryman to the current rules and state of his country, and how things are being planned by those who are in power. And as the hate "matures", the countryman will try to get rid of what he hates. It is therefore natural that the countryman will have its voice heard through protests, revolts and application of necessary measures upon that hate-able thing.

It probably goes for anyone that hates something or someone. No matter how deep or how shallow the hate is, they try to get rid of it. In turn, they get dirty on stuff and think of any possible way to get around and get rid of that hate.

I do hate a lot of stuff in my life.

Let's take PIMPLES as one of them.

You don’t want them anywhere in your skin, and yet they seem to be so comfortable with growing on every crevice of your face.

And with the hate of pimple, comes the hate for people with smooth skin. You think of every possible reason why you can't have godlike skin similar to what they have. Skin that radiates and somehow glows.

The skin that's just "almost perfect".

Smooth-skinned people, especially males, are those people who are MOST PROBABLY on the homosexual side of ah... sexuality. It is quite peculiar that a guy has smooth, white, glowing, and much smoother skin than mine. Well, actually it's normal but if it's too smooth, too white, and there's too much glow, the guy is probably gay. The level of gayness depends on the thickness of vanity stuff such as make-up and all that beautification paraphernalia.

Therefore, if I hate pimple, I certainly hate vain and low class faggots who can’t seem to have enough respect for their own selves and continue to pursue a life of having a chemically-induced smooth skin.

HATEHATEHATE HATEHATEHATE HATEHATEHATE HATEHATEHATE

One of the most annoying things that I have come to hate are certain radio stations. And I can’t do anything about them since they are what’s common on FXs, buses, and jeepneys. I can’t blame these stations for having that kind of theme since the masses and our noble PUV drivers are their primary target. That’s why they usually greet those people on PUVs, especially the drivers.

I hate how they run their show. I tell you, it’s this fucking animated laughter every single pause of what the DJ has to say. It could be the squirrel laugh, or the monkey laugh, or whatever kind of laughter that they can plug into almost each and every ending of a statement.

And the DJs are at it too. Oh man, they are so fucking hateful for me. As in they really have to force their lungs just to pull out that ratatatat laughter after every three words or so. It’s just so dreadful. And almost every station has to have this joke portion of some sort with chipmunk voices and Visayan accent for others. And the talk shows in the morning also offers the same annoyance they bring in with the other bunch of annoying stuff. It just keeps on coming. It is just a trend for these type of radio stations. If one station has this kind of gimmick, then you won’t let your station be out of the light. So you put in what the crowd likes (which are probably the chipmunk voices telling jokes which may be from the number of circulating jokes on cellphones.) and compete from that point on. The smaller the voice, the better. The more abundant the laughs are, the better. The longer the DJs can hold their breath for laughing, the better. The older the music that they play, the better. The more frequent they play the old song, the better.

What a brilliant way to run a successful radio station.

And of course the music never changes. It is oldies almost all day long. It’s everyday Barry Manilow or Rod Stewart or some other singer from that era. Well, those classicals aren’t really that bad. It’s just that they are overplayed. I’m pretty sure that if they’ve got a CD for those tracks, it’s probably wrecked the first week that it is used.

HATEHATEHATE HATEHATEHATE HATEHATEHATE HATEHATEHATE

Pero syempre, there will come a time that you have to become what you’ve hated.

Well in my case, I’ve come to like what I hate.

At di ko alam kung bakit ngayon eh natutuwa na ako sa pakikinig sa mga ganitong klase ng radio stations.

I guess my desire to ignore them every time I hear them just gave off. You got tired of rejecting what you hate, and just give in.

If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em. If you can’t ignore them, try and listen.

And that’s what I did. After some time of condemning these radio station and that I can’t really do anything to not listen to them (since I don’t have an MP3 player and I can’t ask the driver to change the station), I’ll just have to try and listen.

Behind these intense machine-generated series of laughter, there are some good and funny jokes that they give out from time to time. Aside from the annoying laughter of the DJs and the meek and puny way they deliver the jokes, there is some point in the show that you’ll just laugh because a joke is REALLY funny. And sometimes you’ll just agree to what the dumb-sounding DJ says because it is correct, even if the topics are purely senseless and mostly sexually-oriented topics.

Nakakainis mang sabihin eh natutuwa na din akong makinig ng palabas ng Love Radio at ng Energy FM. Saka maganda naman si Nicole-hiyala. Medyo tagilid lang si Chris Tsuper pero ayos na din. Natutunan ko nang indahin ang mga nakakairita nilang mga tawa na talaga naming hinugot pa sa large intestine para lang mapwersa ang pagtawa.

Yun pinsan ko nga eh di naman nakikinig ng ganung station dati, pero ngayon eh yun na ang default station ng radio niya.

Nakakainis yun. I hate that kind of station. Pero masaya kasi ang kulit ng mga DJs kahit sobrang ang sarap sampalin ng lalamunan nila sa sobrang kakornihan.

Ah, hayaan mo na. Bibili na lang ako ng MP3 player at yun ang gagamitin ko sa byahe.

HATEHATEHATE HATEHATEHATE HATEHATEHATE HATEHATEHATE

I hate myself, but not because of my smooth skin. And as time goes on, I’ve become what I’ve hated, so in turn, I became myself, which is what I hate and what I don’t like. So apparently, there’s no end to this self-hating cycle.

New Generation

This the new generation

The new generation of street food.

Yes, it is all I want to talk about here. Street food. A sequel to my entry: Take It To The Street.

I was enjoying much of these "street treasures" and it has come to my attention that there are these new addition to the already large variety of available street food. There are just much to choose from.



Prior to what I've written before, I want to discuss the new addition of items to the street menu. It is no doubt that these food are quite exquisite to me, even though they have been wrapped in mystery and 100% questionable sanitation. I don't really care that much if I do gain diarrhea from them.

Masarap ang bawal. Bawal magkasakit.
Therefore, masarap magkasakit.

And it is great to feast upon disease-causing food.

Definitely, I would trade over these food for Caviar and all other French food that have names that takes quite a stress for the tongue to pronounce

And these are the NEW GENERATION of street food that I've recently "experienced".


Siomai - I love these little bastards. Especially the once sold by ate near the OWWA building in Intramuros. Her cart is isolated from others and is far from the chain of vendors in front of the PC shops. Even so, I would gladly take an extra 50 steps or more from where I buy toknene just to grab her siomai.

I want to siomai love for her siomai. Nyek.

Ah basta. Her siomai (the one that she sells) tastes entirely different from those sold by others.

At masarap din ang fried siomai ni ate (the one that she sells, which is a FOOD). Not unlike those from Kinse Meal siomais. Her's are just tender and well-cooked. The essence of the meat is greatly defined through careful mixture of seasonings and mixes well with either the sweet and sour sauce or the soy sauce.

*flashback music plays*

I can still remember it. We were so fond of eating at the Kinse Meals.

NOTE: Kinse meals are those meals which consists of 1 order of siomai (4 pieces, P2.50 each) and a cup of rice (P5.00 per cup). Me and my friends greatly patronize the Kinse Meal since it fits well with our budget after spending it all on DotA and we can still purchase a bottle of Pop and they also serve free soup for it. With also the addition of unlimited fried garlic that is so much bitter because of its repeated frying (which you can also witness being done at the side walk near the stores).

We just stopped eating it due to the rumor that a friend of a friend once saw a carcass of a BANGAW floating on the soup. At first, I was in denial since I adore and worship the meal itself. The meal that provides us enough energy to go home after a DotA game.

I denied the chismax to myself. I still ate there a couple of times, with the declination of a sabaw offer from the "store manager". I just stopped eating because I got to experience, first-hand, the anomaly that was surrounding the Kinse Meals. I ordered a Kinse Meal and I ate the uncooked meat that was its content. Ate#2 fried it directly into hot oil (without steaming it first like what the professional Ate#1 would do). I truly had second thoughts that time, if I am to eat that piece of uncooked siomai that only went through a 8 (or about 10)-second dip on boiling oil. The meat is so pinkish and I was truly convinced that it was uncooked.

That was when I decided to stop eating that stuff at that place.

*flashback music stops*

And that it why now I only patronize Ate#1's Scrumptious fried siomais. You can be sure that it's steamed before it was friend and that the meat is jam-packed, compared to that of the Kinse Meal which has the meat na kasing-dami lang ng kuko ng manok. Parang seasoning lang ang amount.


Siomai is definitely one of the delicious street food that I've eaten lately. Now, I only eat at Ate#1's store since it's guaranteed good and cooked. All the other stalls can't imitate the formula.

Back in the old days, you can only get good siomai in various Chinese restaurants such as Wan Chai and Hap Chan in Binondo. But as of now, there's this affordable and good tasting siomai sold at carts. And it tastes even better with ate's special sauce that looks like a Carabao's phlegm.

Chicken Skin - This one's good too. I used to see a lot of carts around that selling this kind of commodity. I'm not fond of buying this stuff very often since I might obtain some skin allergies (may allergy pang nalalaman eh buni, an-an, at hadhad lang naman yun! Sus!).

Dustin tried it out one time and I tasted one and I was really surprised that it was good and cheap too (at about P10.00 a pack, with about 3-5 pieces per pack). It's quite mysterious why Chicken Skin is quite cheap on the streets while my father said that it's quite expensive in restaurants because when you order Chicken Skin, the chef is forced to disposed of the whole chicken since they won't have use for skinless chicken anymore and you would have to pay for the whole chicken.

What a shame.

Another venue wherein I've tasted this chicken stuff is at QC. A pack of deep-fried, chicharon style of chicken skin costs P5.00 per pack (5-6 pieces). After I've tasted that stuff, I immediately wanted to marry the vendor [even though she's a lesbian] so that I can always taste that kind of good chicken stuff for free. I am going to make that cart of chicken stuff our joint property.

Crunchy. Tasty. The taste is undeniably exquisite. And the smell is absolutely astounding. You'll definitely gonna want to eat that stuff everyday up until you're high blood pressure is up to the ceiling and that feathers are growing on your skin.

That's definitely the danger on that food. The skin diseases and the blood pressure. My mother removes the skin on our chicken so I don't get to enjoy that stuff often. Chicken skin contains a very high cholesterol level.

Anyway, it's really good. If I'd ever get that chance to eat this everyday, I'd go for it up until I grow feathers and a beak and cock-a-doodle-doo in the morning.

What's the downside? Unfreshly cooked chicken skin that's almost like bubble gum. Better buy it after it's fried to get that crunchy quality.

Calamares - Of all the new generation of street food, I favor this Calamares almost always [I hope ate siomai won't get jealous]. I think I'm getting addicted. I'm always searching and smelling at possible alleys where they would sell this.

Just like siomai, calamares used to be served at restaurants. I think the calamares-on-carts just recently boomed. They're like farts that suddenly emerge out of nowhere. And now they're bought for P3.00 a piece with no guarantee of where the squid came from [or if it even really is a squid]

The first calamares fry that I've tasted was at the side of our school wherein they first take your order and then they cook it. The process is quite lengthy, since they would dip the calamare piece on a special cream sauce, roll it on some bread crumb breadings and then fry it until golden brown. It takes about 10 minutes for an order to be cooked.

But it is worth the wait. The vendors at Mapua are gone though. Must be the Red Tide attack on their supplier.

I once saw a thick and plump calamares at Raon one time and I said to myself, "MY OH MY! THIS IS CALAMARES HEAVEN!". But then I was wrong. It's been three bites and still no squid. Pure breading. What a joke. I was in a hurry to get the 1 x 2.5 inch calamares piece that the other customer was after. I thought I'm going to be calamares-stick fight with him.

Because of the disappointment, I bought 3 pieces of calamares and paid the vendor P100.00! Ahaha! You bitch! Go get some change!

The other cart was different though. It was pure squid. You can see it's true form. The cooking is solid and has little starch on it. The personality of the squid is complete in his cooking. It is not conceived by pretentious starch. That is true squid at it's plain form.

Just like a knight in shining armor.

It's a mystery to me though, on how easy on the budget the calamares-cart seems to be. Sometimes I imagine if the calamares really is a squid or a piece of a rubber Havaianas, since they have the same chewy texture. Well, I bet Havaianas does taste good too.

After eating the "fake" calamares, I remembered the man that was selling empanadas at the bus on my trip to Batangas. One guy bought an which was advertised as Pork and Chicken empanada to the passengers, and he was complaining and kept on mentioning "Asan na ang pork at chicken? Puro naman kamote at patatas ito.". Poor guy, a victim of false advertisement. I thought that maybe those potatoes were boiled on pork or chicken flavored broth. The vendor didn't mention anything about the empanada having REAL pork and chicken pieces, he just kept on shouting PORK and CHICKEN empanadas. Those empanadas are similar to those hamburgers that they sell, and when you got a bite on it, it's just ham and not a burger patty. What a bunch of misleading jerks!

Chicken Strips - This must be where the chicken meat ends up. You know, the chicken meat on restaurants where they remove the skin on? This must be where they end up, as chicken strips. This is good too. You don't need to go to Jollibee or KFC just to have a piece of chicken strip. Well this can also be considered K.F.C. - Kanto Fried Chicken. This comes for about P2.00-P2.50 a piece with the usual "Universal Vinegar" as it's sauce. It's really good though, pure chicken meat, no bones whatsoever. Just munch and munch away with real chicken goodness on every bite.

Stuff On A Stick - Now this is actually a mystery to me on what this stuff really is. Must be a gall bladder, or kidney, or whatever of a chicken. I haven't actually tasted one of these but they really smell nice when the cart of it is around the place. It's a deep fried stuff that looks like chicken isaw. According to Migs it's chicken bladder and it's the one that gave him amoebiasis or some sort of sickness.

I'm going to try them sometime, for that is the goal of a streetfood fanatic, to try everything that they sell, and everything that's advised by the parents to not eat.

Pancit Canton, HalfLong, Burgers - This was actually the most patronized of all the street food there is for us students in Intramuros, most especially Mapua students. Now these snacks are not the typical street food, but because their stores occupy a very large area of the side street near Mapua, I've included them here.

There's nothing very special about them of course, just your typical instant pancit canton from Lucky Me, or a spicy chicken of Yakisoba, or even a normal HalfLong.

NOTE: The halflong is a term used for an order of half a foot long. Normally when someone orders a hotdog sandwich, they just say half long since they just have footlong hotdogs there so they have to cut it in half, thus the name HalfLong.


All these writing made me hungry. I crave for whatever the street offers.

Kung ano-ano na nga ang naiisip ng mga tao. Basta may breading na harina, ititinda na nila. Baka mamaya niyan eh magtinda na sila ng pritong gulaman o kaya eh pritong pilik-mata ng kambing o kung ano mang klase.

Sana naman eh magtinda sila minsan ng healthy, gaya ng breaded ampalaya or steamed radish skin.

But I do enjoy street food. It's affordable and good-tasting. Just don't question anything about sanitary issues. It's gonna be a debate.

New Generation, new taste. Go and get sick.

Take It To The Street

Ah yes. Almost everyone likes dirty stuff.

Dirty talks.
Dirty shows.
Dirty scenes.
Dirty.
Dirty, dirty dirty.

Yes, dirty.

As for me, aside from dirty films and shows, I go for those referred to by parents as DIRTY FOOD.

Street food. Most commonly introduced by parents as disease-bringers and food that will take you straight to the hospital bed.

Inihaws, tuhog-tuhog, saw-saw, and anything sold on the street that is covered with an orange-colored substance and most probably burnt to toast will be the most beautiful thing for me to see on the street. Either they are sold on stalls or by carts, they will always amaze my taste buds and they will always be a part of my everyday budget.

Fishballs, Kikiam, Squidballs, Chickenballs - The little cute fried balls.

Fishballs are most common and most well-known of all fried street delicacies. Fishball was once the reigning king of streetfood until manufacturers decided to add other grinded stuff to the market. Fishballs are known for it's "fishy" taste. These so-called fishballs are much more appropriate to be called fish-circles since after they are cooked, they become 2-dimensional flat circles instead of balls.

Kikiams are such mysteries to me. I don't really know what kikiams are made of, probably the same old stuff fishballs are made of, only a lot more dirtier.

Squidballs and chickenballs are pretty much the same. You would think that you hit the jackpot because you can eat squidballs and chickenballs as large as a cow's ball. But as soon as you pierce them with your stick, you realize that they are as the same size as they are before they are cooked.

And that's what you call Marketing Strategy.

The truth is, there isn't anything special about these products. They are pretty much the same, no advantage on each other whatsoever. The one thing that differs them from one another is the sauce.

Definitely the SAUCE.

The sole source of bacteria, sickness, and all those icky-ikcy things that they show at dishwashing liquid commercials.

The sauce is the life of these balls. Pare-pareho lang ang mga balls na yan, sa sarsa lang nagkaiba.

B.S. in Fishbology, Major in Sarsology. That's the course offered for those who are willing to live a baller's life.

Kung ang fishballs ay gawa sa bulok na fish, ang squidballs ay gawa sa bulok na squid, ang chickenballs ay gawa sa bulok na chicken, saan gawa ang kikiam? Sa bulok na???


TOKNENE (TOKNENENG), KWEK-KWEK, ODOCs - They are all together in the same family of fowls.

Quail eggs, Balut, Penoy, and One Day Old Chicks (ODOCs). Yes, the fowl street cuisine can really be a great anti-hunger tool. For about 5 to 8 Php for big eggs such as Penoy (sometimes coated with orange-colored starch and deep friend to perfection), it can really be a treat for someone who is low on budget. Quail eggs come in about 2 to 2.50 Php per piece.

As for the ODOCs, I haven't tried on yet. I just can't take the idea that a chick is sacrificed in place of a fully grown chicken. But street cuisine is street cuisine, and that there is no such thing as wastage. I will try one of those these days.

Balut eggs are a different thing. At 9 to 10 Php a piece, they sometimes come in ducklings or chicks. Such a pleasant surprise inside. Although not a very preferrable meal to the hungry ones. It has been adviced not to eat Balut when hungry. It is said that the beaks and the feet of the chicks or the duckling can't be digested by your stomach, thus giving you excruciating stomach pain.

Penoy is the friendlier side of Balut. It's just soft-boiled egg, and very tasty with a bit of a wholesome, less-morbid theme.

Penoy-Baluuuuuuuurrrt!!!!

INIHAW SA KANTO - Yes, the smoking little cart of Mang I-don't-know-his-name.

There's always one of these in almost every kanto that you see. I guess it makes them the most accessible street food. Although they only sell these products at mid-afternoon or at night. Since nobody would like to be having these on lunch. These are preferably eaten at night or at the afternoon as a merienda. You could take them for dinner sometime and they're great on well-cooked rice.


You pretty much have to kill a lot of chicken and pigs before you can get that much amount of tinuhog delicacy. It's like a festival of inihaw every night. There's always a variety of treats to choose from, and I do mean a variety.

Almost every discarded part of a chicken can be seen in this type of store (except for the chicken shit and feathers). For chicken parts, we have isaw or bituka, ulo or helmet, paa or adidas, bato, balun-balunan, and other chicken parts that who knows what the name is. Even the throat of the chicken is now being served at our local ihawan.

For pig parts we have atay or liver, dugo or betamax, ears, and the intestine as well. And being innovative Filipinos that we are, I think that there'd be more additional treats to these favorites. Among the ones that will probably be sold are, kuko, bayag, mata, ilong, pwet, buntot, suso or utong (hey, who wouldn't go for these?), and whatever the people can think of eating. Although when they are in the cart, they all look the same, except for their varying sizes and shapes. They are all just a lump of edible disease on a stick. A very tasty and delightful disease on a stick. Well the disease comes depending on the strength of your immune system, and your stomach.



Manong Isaw: Ano po sa inyo ma'm?
Babae: Magkano ang isaw ng manok?
Manong Isaw: Limampiso po.
Babae: O sige, bigyan mo ako ng lima. Piliin mo yung may tae-tae ha?


Dirty Ice Cream - Nothing beats the everyday flavor of the month. It's the perfect alternative to Selecta or Magnolia Specials. Can't get enough of it. You just have to face the same flavor everytime you buy. Avocado, Chocolate, Cheese, Mango, Cookies and Cream, perhaps Strawberry once in a while, and that's it. I can't get my regular supply of them anymore because they are banned here in the in our place.


Tongtenong. Tongtenong. Tongtenongteng. Tongtenong. Tongtenong. Tonongtonongtenongteng!!!


The street is the sanctuary for a man that doesn't have much on his pocket but pennies. That's the kind of man I am. I love the street, and what they have to offer.

Oh yeah, I forgot the Peanuts. Extra garlic please manong. Sugar-coated or spicy is the usual flavor.

There are also some that I haven't tried before, such as deep-fried sebo ng baka and chicken skin. I think chicken skin is expensive because you have to get only the skin of the chicken and dispose the meat.

Well that's what my dad told me. I also like to try ramen on the street, although they have the highest possibility of being recycled. Chicharong bulaklak was rumored to be human intestines from hospitals. Most of the times, they taste like shit so you have to have extra chili on your vinegar.


Masarap talaga ang marumi...

Everytime you put one of those things in your mouth, be sure that you are willing to face the consequences of each and every little deadly bacteria they contain.

Exquisite food sometimes come at a very high price, which is your health.

So go, indulge yourself.

There's always vitamins and pineapple juices right?

Manumbalik

Hindi na ako ganoon kadalas magsulat sa aking mumunting lugar ng tulala.

Sa mga panahon na ito eh madami akong rason para hindi matulala.

Pwede kong sabihin na naging "busy" ako. Lagi naman akong busy. Hindi ako nawawalan ng gawain sa araw-araw gaya ng paghinga, matagal na panahon ng pagtulog, at pagkain ng sangkatutak na junkfoods, at magpa-ampon kila Dustin ng isa't kalahating araw.

Ano na nga ba ang nangyayare sa paligid ko? Makapag-update nga.

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Ayoko nung ZTE deal na yun. Masyadong mahal. Para broadband lang eh ang mahal-mahal na samantalang plan 999 lang sa PLDT ay may libre ka pang telepono tapos samantalang ang ZTE deal eh aabot sa 300 Bajillion ek-ek yung gastos. Sobrang kickback yun. Garapalan na. Tapos andami ding testigo.

Kung ako nga nung estudyante ako eh kinokonsensya ako sa kickback ko sa magulang ko sa halagang 300 pesos, eh pano pa yung sa kanila na 300 Bajillion.

Sabagay, ano nga ba namang kumpara ko sa "kunsensya" ng mga tao sa gobyerno.

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Naasikaso na pala ni Willie ang kanyang issue sa mga tao. Naipakita na niya yung nangyare dun sa kahon. May zero pala talagang nakalagay sa lahat ng kahon at saka pa lamang maiipakita sa huli ang pinaglalagyan ng value na 2 kaya nagkamali ng hugot si Papi.

At talagang ikinuwento ko pa yun dito eh noh. Fuck.

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Gusto ko sanang i-congratulate ang kaibigan kong si Ninong para sa pagkakapanalo niya ng 3RD PLACE, that's right, 3RD PLACE sa Wika2007 Essay Writing Contest. Ewan ko kung essay nga ba yun or ano, basta nanalo siya at ikalawa naman siya sa boto ng mga judges. Naging third lang siguro siya dahil sa boto.

Kung naipromote ko lang sana ang kanyang entry dito eh di nakakuha pa siya ng mga isa o dalawang votes! Ahaha!

Para naman kasing sikat ang blog ko para makatulong, haha.

Pero congratulations sa kanya at nakamit niya ang ikatlong pwesto.

At ako naman ang ika-unang pwesto.

Joke lang.

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Dalawang araw nanaman akong di naliligo. Pwede mong sabihin na environmentalist na ako sa ganitong estado dahil hindi ako nakatulong sa pagbawas ng Angat Dam, La Mesa Dam, o Ga Dam.

Mabait akong tao at nakakatulong ako sa pagtitipid ng tubig.

Di ko lang natutulungan ang ozone layer at pagpigil sa global warming dahil sa amoy at mainit na singaw na inilalabas ng katawan ko dahil sa hindi ko pagligo.

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Patay na si Pavarotti. Pavarroti. Pavarrotti.

Ah basta, patay na si Luciano. Magaling siya kahit ano pa ang spelling ng pangalan niya. Sayang lang at iilan lang ang may ganitong antas ng opera singing talent sa mundo. Ewan ko lang kasi hindi naman ako masyadong mahilig sa opera. Pero sikat siya at patay na siya. Pero ayos lang kasi madami naman siyang naibahaging mga kanta. Tulad ng ano...

Syempre di ko alam, di ako mahilig sa opera.

Sobrang late na nito. Ewan ko kung bakit ko pa ito binanggit.

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Sobrang stagnant na nga daw ng blog ko sabi ni sir Dre.

Kumbaga, pwede nang pamahayan ng lamok sa sobrang stagnant.

Kaya nga ba nagsulat ako para hindi ako makakontribute sa pagkakalat ng dengue eh.