Stop fighting insensitivity with insensitivity.

I did not post this to give her another round of bashing. I'm sure she got more than enough of that to last her a lifetime.

Yeah, the picture is funny but I really can't bring myself to laugh at it. Call her names if you want -- maybe she really deserved that for being insensitive, but I think this joke has gone too far. I don't think it's funny to joke about letting people drown in a flood to save a car when some people are actually drowning out there. She may turn out to be the worst criminal who ever existed but to wish that kind of fate upon her is just so... wrong.

Sorry. Maybe I'm just being oversensitive with this whole Ondoy craze and I'm really not in the mood to appreciate jokes like this right now. I might just be overreacting because I'm tired with all the volunteer work we did the whole day. And maybe after this whole hullabaloo has died down, I'll look at this picture again and have a good laugh. But for now, I just wish people would be more sensitive about some things.

Blog Addict

So how would you know if you're addicted to blogging?

My best friend often tells me that I am. I'm not sure, though. I just love ranting, rambling, writing about stupid nonsense about... everything and nothing. But sometimes my rants scare me. I mean, a lot of things are going through my head and writing keeps my mind off of them but the ideas just keep flowing one right after the other.

In my defense, though, what I lack in speaking, I make up for it in writing. So yeah, that should explain why I blog a lot. Well, it's not really an explanation but that's my excuse for now. Haha. XD

Anyway~ I really ought to do my lab reports. Gahd, I left Tumblr only to go back here in Blogspot. Blog-constraint FAIL. Hahaha.

My very first ragetoon

Welcome to my life.

Dear Sasuke

You're such a fucking jerk.

'nuff said.

Long Time No Blog?

Why, hello thur, blogspot. Long time no blog, huh? I'm sorry if I have been ignoring you. Tumblr has got me captivated. XD

9/9/09 9:09

lotsa nines.

I wish it were enough to bring me all the luck I need.

The Sky is Crying For Me

Oh, dear Lord, I think I'm going to die like, right now.

Theology orals in an hour.

Im'ma fail.

Please stop time for me.

I'm randomly uttering curses already.

I'm so damn fucking nervous. Shit.

Goodbye For Now

Goodbye Plurk.

Goodbye Tumblr.

Goodbye Restaurant City.

Goodbye Mafia Wars.

At least for now, I want to say goodbye.

Second Chances

I posted this on my tumblr a few days ago. It's more of a message to myself than to anyone else, really. I've been getting a lot of second chances lately and every time, every single time, I just take it for granted. It makes me wish I could turn back time and do it all over again. But that's what the second chances are for, right? So you wouldn't have regrets after.

I've screwed up more than a couple of times before but that was in the past. Now, I'm ready to take that second chance and make the best out of it. And this time, I won't mess it up. I won't have any regrets.

This Isn't Funny Anymore

I have an hour before my first class starts and I have barely two paragraphs for my paper. Damn. I can't seem to write anything. I can't organize my thoughts. They're all messed up in my brain and I don't know what to say in my paper. I don't even know what my point is.

This really isn't funny anymore. I'm not sure if I'll be able to finish in time. Where the hell are my muses when I need them? I need some creative juices here. TT_TT