I was supposed to post this last week, but OH WELL! Who cares?! :D

I stole hundreds of pacepook (as Joey calls it) photos from Gabriel and Jose.

MWAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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INCENDO TRAINING DAY @ Mr. Wong’s House

What did I do? Fun Fun Sexy Fun.

Meeting Training Barbecue Ice Cream Pizza Food Dance dance revolution Dishwashing Jokes Being spastic Camwhoring

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INCENDO 2009

What did I do? I was a facil, and a part-time dancer. LOL

AWESOME week it was.

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Jose’s CNY Party

What did I do? performed with XES, 75% attendance only. LOL

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SJII CULTURAL CARNIVAL 2009

What did I do? I sang a Pinoy kundiman song.

Weijie played the guitar, Sandra pretended she was my girlfriend’s mum, and Sunshine pretended that she was my girlfriend, and took a shot at singing a pinoy song with me! Awesome right. Oh, guess what. I’m the only Pinoy among us. Haha

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I actually uploaded so much more!

I feel like an accomplished thief. HAHA. If one can do this in an online game, I would’ve already leveled myself up a hundred times.

GAWAD KALINGA in a few hours!

In conclusion: even more photos when I get back!

Shall be away from here for a week.

See ya soon.

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by the way, gawad kalinga was awesome.

Shall blog about it when all photos are uploaded.

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As I was walking up the stair,
I met a man who wasn’t there.
He wasn’t there again today.
I wish, I wish he’d go away.
~Hugh Mearns

IB vs WWII.

Thanks for spamming my e-mail inbox.

Oh pardon me, it’s a Sunday on a holiday and my brain is not working properly.

Once upon time in facebookland, I catch Village Woman performing sacred village ritual. She come around sing ritual song. She brandishing and stroking rattan stick on top of green ritual table, hitting offertory balls incredible precision accuracy with “piak! piak!” sound – unparalleled masterstroke, feat beyond imagination of human… shooting into ritual pits like size of Jose mouth (facebook profile must see), tunnel through wood my nature friends call mahogany very thick sacred, leading to offertory reservoir, where they be ready collection to make happy the angry gods.

For the benefit of your eyesight,

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Holiday. Any sort of holiday at any time of the year. The longer it takes, the more boring it gets. The more repetitive and unalluring life becomes. The more reason for me to go back to school. Insurmountably though, that as another school term commences and progresses, the feeling of wanting the next holiday to arrive builds up. Every school day becomes a day of wishing and longing for every school day to just be a holiday instead. 

Why am I so hard to please.

And yeah, Jose, I was just kidding.

 

KOOBECAF. I’m back!

Salut! Je m’appelle rowland.

Je suis fatigué. J’ai trop de travail!

Bwiset!

Damn. sheeeet. After abstaining from the allure of koobecaf by using the power bestowed upon my mouse – that is, the wonderful ability to click the “deactivate” link – I am back once more (of course using my mouse’s wonderful ability to click the “reactivate” link). I feel that feeling of unsuccessfulness knowing that I can’t live without a social networking site that is a million times better than retsdneirf – because there are fewer Filipinos online and no one can demonize his or her profile with annoying glitters and annoying songs and annoying htmls and annoying backgrounds – for at least a month.

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It is frustrating when you keep on typing www.facebook.com, and then clicking the ENTER button, and then waiting for the page to load, and then realizing the realization of my facebooklessness gradually resounding in my head. But koobecaf is also a million times worse than retsdneirf because it shows no mercy when we talk about privacy. But, with the usual lightning-thunder brain delay — or thunder-lightning brain delay, depending on the personal perspective you take and the social paradigm you glorify — I actually realized that koobecaf has always offered privacy settings. Duh.

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So, this time, I finally decided to adjust my privacy and account settings so as not to create an exorbitance of facebook links in your homepage that will direct you towards my wall, my photo gallery, my status, my applications, or my notes – in short, my koobecaf.

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le plus probablement, de manière permanente.

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Facebook account.