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(sarcasm and cynism galore)

"I am extraordinarily patient, provided I get my own way in the end."
Margaret Thatcher, in Observer April 4, 1989

i don't know who said this but i agree:
"Hell is empty and all the devils are here."

"Lately, I have come to believe that the principle difference between heaven and hell is the company you keep there."
-- Simon Illyan, from A Civil Campaign by L.M. Bujold

from The Devil's Dictionary by the ultimate cynic Ambrose Bierce :
"Patience: a minor form of despair, disguised as a virtue."
"Diplomacy: The patriotic art of lying for one's country."
"Politics: The conduct of public affairs for private advantage."
"Bride, n.: A woman with a fine prospect of happiness behind her."
"Lawyer, n.: One skilled in the circumvention of the law."
"Year, n.: A period of three hundred and sixty-five disappointments."
"Pleasure, n.: The least hateful form of dejection."
"Reverence: the spiritual attitude of a man to a god and a dog to a man."
"Admiration, n.: Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves."
"Corporation, n.: An ingenious device for obtaining individual profit without individual responsibility."
"Absurdity, n.: A statement or belief manifestly inconsistent with one's own opinion."
"Acquaintance, n.: A person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to."
"Admiration, n.: Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves."
"Bore, n.: A person who talks when you wish him to listen."
"Quotation, n.: The act of repeating erroneously the words of another."
"Cogito cogito ergo cogito sum (I think that I think, therefore I think that I am.)"
"Brain, n.: an apparatus with which we think we think."
"Calamities are of two kinds: misfortunes to ourselves, and good fortune to others."
"Painting: The art of protecting flat surfaces from the weather and exposing them to the critic."
"Politics, n.: Strife of interests masquerading as a contest of principles."
"There is nothing new under the sun but there are lots of old things we don't know."
"Politeness, n.: The most acceptable hypocrisy."
"Truth: An ingenious compound of desirability and appearance."
"Mad, adj.: Affected with a high degree of intellectual independence."
"Love, n.: A temporary insanity curable by marriage."
"Egotist, n.: A person of low taste, more interested in himself than in me."

from Mark Twain:
"Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest." "Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first."
"Get your facts first, and then you can distort them as much as you please."
"It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt."
"Never put off until tomorrow what you can do the day after tomorrow."

from Voltaire:
"If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him."

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WHaT'S oN MY SH3LF???

The 8th Commandment by Lawrence Sanders

Read it and loved it. Go ahead and meet Dunk, yeah that's the protagonist's nickie

Lawrence Sander's book: Timothy's Game

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

it didn't just rain yesterday, it POURED.

while i was still at the office probably past 6pm, got a message from my sister that electricity just went out. she was asking me where the matchboxes were. hahaha! for some weird reason it's in my bag. i don't smoke, ok. i was cleaning the day before and was stuffing random things into my bag and the matchbox was one of the things i forgot to take out. so i went to work with those stuff that should've been better left at home.

left work around 7:30pm got home nearly 10 in the evening. while walking to landmark i was asking Sitael to please ask the angels in-charge of the weather to call it quits and save some rainy weather for the next day. it seemed that he was listening because by the time i reached landmark, the rain had become tolerable. it was not coming down in torrents anymore, just a shower. lucky me. but lightning would continue streaking all over the dark sky. sometimes it would be accompanied by thunder. but mostly it was just lightning. i have never seen so much lightning in my ENTIRE life! freaked the daylights out of me. but because i wanted to go home so badly i didn't dare leave my place on the queue, which was very very very very very long. i couldn't emphasize it enough. it was LONG!

even in my abjct terror i can't help but be amaze at the bolts that light up the sky. who needs stars when these things could light up the sky better than stars do, right? they're beautiful in a scary kind of way. after all if it hits you, you're fried, toasted, burned more likely - bupkis.
when my admiration over the lightning dance gradually faded, as time dragged on from seconds to minutes and from minutes to hours and from hours to what seemed like eternity to me. i was starting to REALLY pay attention to my immediate surroundings and to the conversations around me. nevermind the sky, the rain and lightning. i started to become mad, then i was angry, and then i was furious and then i just crossed over from totally positively furious to absolutely silently fuming. it was wonder i didn't start throwing rocks at those drivers. blame it on my hunger. i couldn't think straight. much more carry more weight other than my own and my backpack. so the jeepney drivers were lucky. i was too hungry and weak to go amok. and the jeeps still won't take any passengers.

i heard that pasong tamo was so goddamned flooded that no jeepney drivers would dare brave it. so i was stranded for more than two hours. wet, chilled down to my marrows, jumpy as a cat, starving and stark raving mad. to put it in one sentence, i was royally pissed. the last time my tummy had seen any food was 1pm people. if i could drive i would have hijacked one of those jeepneys and drove home myself. but i couldn't - lucky bastards! why couldn't they just pass through edsa?? like the others did. you'd think those m*th*rf*ck%rs were so brave (what with overspeeding and racing with trucks everyday and then they're afraid of water???? por dios por santo!!!) if i wasn't so hungry and thoroughly pissed i would have laughed out loud then, so i just smirked. it wouldn't solve my problem anyway. i got stuck until one driver decided he can't spend the night on his jeep and decided to confront his fear of water.

traffic was horrible. pasong tamo was worse, water is at knee level. when i reached libertad, i was so happy i could kissed the ground i was walking on. but i didn't - what??? you think i'm that nutty? i was just glad to get there.
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hoi vanny! hehehe hello! kamusta ka? long time ah!

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