Today is Sunday, the 29th of September.. (Reminds me of Thanksgiving and Halloween).. It has been a very unsure and uncertain weekend for me fellaz.. — Firstly, I have not heard any word yet from my folks back home how are they doing after the Superstorm Ondoy washed out the Mainland Philippines.. I heard from [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Weekend’
Random 9/27: On The Loop
Posted: September 27, 2009 in Etcetera, Journey to the Maple Country, Random ThoughtsTags: leonel paet aguinaldo, mishaps, Party, random thought, Weekend
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Urgh!! (Explicit)
Posted: May 24, 2009 in Explicit ContentTags: Beer, hammered, Party, puke, throw up, Weekend
How’ya doin’ motherfuckers? So it’s another week of busy streets, jampacked CTrain and buses eh? Yeah, I know, it is still Sunday, but technically, we start the week on a Sunday, so it’s another week of life’s treating and beating. So, yeah, I had a blast this weekend but I “blasted” big time too.. On [...]
What’s up people? So it’s another weekend eh? I wonder where all the cars are heading after office. Probably, the closest guess is downtown where bars and party places operate like there’s no tomorrow. I just wish everyone not to get really wasted and boozed up to avoid; 1. trouble, 2. having your friend drive [...]
72-Hour Boredom: My Life As A Shipwreck (Explicit)
Posted: May 19, 2009 in Journey to the Maple Country, Random ThoughtsTags: "ceiling pain", abandonement, boredom, lonesome, Weekend
Warning: This post is explicit in nature, so if you’re under 18, fuck off and don’t be a dumbass to continue reading! Wassup ladies & gents & even pa-ladies & pa-gents.. So, I am going to give some random updates of what the fuck happened to me within the last 72 hours (that’s 3 days [...]
Listen, I Just Wanna Take Out This Anger From My System (Explicit)
Posted: May 9, 2009 in Explicit ContentTags: agony, angry, boredom, friend, Weekend
So, it’s another weekend and I’ve got nothing to do except to stare at my ceiling. Quite bluntly, I am so fucked up and I can’t help but pitty myself without having friends to hang out with. And what prolongs this agony is when the only people I knew call up to ask what am [...]
