too much internet [almost] kills the faith.

too much surfing the internet for interesting content is almost shaking my preset faith and beliefs. i guess that's what an overabundance of sub-par blogs do to someone like me.

here's the latest "too-scientifically inferior-to-be-true" thing i've discovered:

the earth doesn't move! *gasp*!

not really sure if you've found it but i just thought i'd bring it to your attention. good evening.

are we having fun yet?

first off, to get this out of the way.

in loving memory of constantine maroulis (parang may namatay eh :P)

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, No escape from reality
Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go, Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man, Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh, I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me
(Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo, Galileo figaro
Magnifico. I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let me go.) Will not let you go
(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Oh mama mia, mama mia.) Mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

Nothing really matters, Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows

for those whose dads don't play tapes of queen's greatest hits in the car, it's supposed to be sung as a semi-musical of sorts.

imagine my pleasant surprise earlier today when the first thing i see this afternoon is a file labeled jamina muñasque.

jam: aw. don't act like you don't know.

you got me.

ah, basta.

RETURN CONSTANTINE.

noontime boredom / fight the good fight

willie: "sinong sikat na diva ang kasama ng boys 2 men sa kantang 'one sweet day'?" (mariah carey)
contestant 1: "regine velasquez."
wille: "mali. international diva siya."
contestant 2: "sharon cuneta."

someone has to kill lito camo.

yaps, arun, asha, let's continue to fight.

join the crusade.

if only there were web moderators like in forums. then they would have enough reason to kick this guy where he oughta be kicked. (for those who don't know, i suggest you click that, and automatically read the comments, where the action is.)

by the way, shouldn't lj's agreement of terms and/or rules prohibit topics as extreme as that?

mr. truthseeker is definitely a protestant, who is overadvertising his beliefs and is ostracizing the other religions. (yes, that means catholicism as well. he's saying that we're bullshit.)

i might need to write the rebuttal i need to write somewhere else, for i'm sure you won't be able to read it here.

yaps_02: what is he on? LSD?
dragon_flip24: probably something stronger
yaps_02: what's stronger than LSD? even I don't know...
dragon_flip24: same here
yaps_02: i have the solution...
yaps_02: WHAT WOULD JESUS DO?
dragon_flip24: yeah!
dragon_flip24: what would jesus do?
yaps_02: he would smite this guy
dragon_flip24: for twisting his words
dragon_flip24: but then jesus doesn't smite
yaps_02: yep
yaps_02: yep...
yaps_02: he teaches the truth...
dragon_flip24: yeah

yaps! we fight more!

the evolution of pepseeh

last night, i was telling julian and mayee to find something. in the gist of it, i stumbled upon my old blog (http://pepseeh.blogspot.com) and reread the old entries. me and julian were laughing at them, and all the while i was amazed at the way i blogged back then. i guess i was trying to be funny and witty, which i have achieved to some extent only recently. i also figured that the overuse of long sentences were my downfall.

i also found in the old pepseehcola archives the sole reason why the principal should've gotten me, and not leiron. i mean, with that post it's going to take me farther than an oral warning.

i'm not going to put up a link to that, because i'm not stupid - you find it for yourselves.

now, i'm probably blogging smarter than before. and that's a good thing. good day to you :P

because i am a crazy brother.

warning: you may be turned off, but don't blame me. (to sis, i'm kidding. peace :P)

me! : i'm bored
vicky: watch tv
vicky: going bulilit!!!!!! ahahah
vicky: theyre doing the wowowee song
me! : ayoko nga
vicky: =))
vicky: wowoweee!!!!!
me! : =))
vicky: sa luzon sa visayas at sa mindanao
vicky: saan mang sulok ng mundo
vicky: makakasama mo
vicky: nagbibigay saya
vicky: sa bawat isa
vicky: =))
vicky: at nagbibigay ng...bla bla di ko na alam
vicky: WOWOWEE!!!
me! : tama na
vicky: sinong di mawiwili
me! : para kang sex bomb dancer
vicky: dahil sa game na to ay di ka magsisisi
vicky: WOWOWEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
vicky: panalo ang marami
vicky: ahahahah
vicky: etcetc
me! : i'm going to paste this conversation to a blog
vicky: go ahead
me! : =))
vicky: hi, world!!!

i now realize that this must be a by-product of being crazy and not-all-too-serious. well, we are siblings after all. :P

has the madness been and gone?

earlier today i was reading thoroughly through st. malachy's prophecies. (for those who don't know, his prophecies accurately describe popes. he prophesizes that the last pope will be named peter the roman, and so on and so forth...) although a feeling in my gut tells me that they're probably not gonna happen, i can't help but admit and accept that the fact that his evidence and his prophecies are actually very credible.

and now, i don't know which way to look.

although it's been said that the prophecy has been thrown somewhat out of whack due to the fact that ratzinger is a german and not french (which st. malachy prophecized him to be) but that's just a small thing. some other prophecies say that ratzinger's supposed to be the bad guy.

it's still all speculations from here - the pope hasn't been pope for a week yet.

can anyone say "desktop wallpaper"?

i think i didn't like my rough cut-work of hbk at all. so here.

it's lime green

wrestlemania 21 was sort of missing an 'it' factor. must be the lack of tag-team action.

nothing beats michael vs. angle (that sort of stole the show, but the prospects of a title changing hands is a headliner too), and edge has got the money in the bank.

has anyone got a formula for daivari? 'cause, you know, i already have a working hassan in my file.

don't take away the music is seriously stuck in my head.

new (european) pope. (!)

i got this from joe's blog. it's fun. a lot.

Romeo Bascon Moran's Aliases

Your movie star name: Cheezy Romeo

Your fashion designer name is Romeo London

Your socialite name is Epep Alabang

Your fly girl / guy name is R Mor

Your detective name is Tiger La Salle

Your barfly name is Cheezy Cali

Your soap opera name is Bascon Emerald

Your rock star name is Lush Edge

Your star wars name is Rommax Morjam

Your punk rock band name is The Annoyed Windvane

The Amazing Meganame Generator

quite annoying :P

before i was even awake...
jam: we have a pope! cardinal joseph ratzinger will now be known as pope benedict xvi. watch cnn! (i checked bbc, since that was the only channel i found in time)
me: and he's... european?
jam: from germany
me: whoop-dee-doo. at least he fills the gap.
jam: what gap?
me: the pope gap.
jam: oh yeah =)

so i don't need to blog about the new pope, since from here 'til then on, i have counted 4 blogs in my rss feed list (and 1 that's not on the list, making it 5) that have blogged extensively about pope benedict xvi. my only disappointment is, once again, the cardinals have not bothered to elect a pope which doesn't hail from europe. but, what can i do about that? i'm not a cardinal.

i doubt this one will live to be pope as long as karol did - i mean, he's 78.

by the way, i don't know if anyone had even thought about this, but there has been an asian pope, and his name is St. Peter. yep. the apostle. and Jesus is asian. ever thought about that, kiddies?

the original title of this blog would have offended most people.

i guess i was wrong in assuming that shawn michaels's reputation precedes him, and only a few people actually know who he is, or have simply heard of his name (or maybe they do know his name but not his image). no worries, though. he's still the best.

anyway, earlier today, phim commandeered the remote and switched it over to the noontime variety shows. wowowee was decent (aside from the fact that one contestant, when asked to choose a prize from the bundle, asked for an mp3. [player]) but eat bulaga! proves that some people still live under rocks. a couple of them:

question: "anong pelikula ang may sequel na 'the lost world'?" (for those who don't know, it's jurassic park.)
contestant: "dinosaur."

luckily the other contestant was smart enough to provide the right answer. but that's not the same story for the next one:

question: "saang 'c' matatagpuan ang quebec?" (again, for those who really don't know, it's in canada. but you should know that.)
contestant 1: "cuba."
contestant 2: "china."

whoot. that's some part of the reason why i don't like people who cannot speak proper english.

[edit]

"The Samurai were a proud and fierce people. This is why an alcoholic American soldier with minimal training can become a superior Samurai and become the last Samurai. This is our way of honoring these proud people; with Tom Cruise."

taken from ad infinitum's sig. :P [/edit]

are you on cloud nine?

new layout. i believe everyone is familiar with the heartbreak kid.

if you sharp eyes spot the jagged lines in hbk's picture, then forgive me for it; i couldn't cut it properly, although i tried my best to.

i'm now idolizing this man - i'm fixing my entrance and style to accomodate both edge and hbk stances and acts, because i know i can play sweet chin music.

well i never knew how far behind i left you

to anyone who might be wondering why i was at the party: justin was invited, so my mom asked me if i wanted to tag along. and i was happy to :P although i actually got more than what i bargained for.

okay. i'm torn in two. ever since it became clear to me that s-b will only be a quick and distant memory of our high school lives, i don't know what next year's going to be like. i say to myself that i have accepted that s-b is now gone, but inside, i still can't get over it. i mean, finally - a year without too much assholes making the class undesirable for me. and now, all of us in s-b's been pushed back to reality. reality hurts, doesn't it, s-b?

sana kaklase ko si julian. at si leiron. at si mark. at si rodney. i must be a really lucky guy to get those wishes.

another "kuya accomplishment", aka "something for me to be really proud of" - my sister's in s-b. and no, i don't need a mini-me, i think the world can handle enough of me already. :P

a toast to the music class of sophomore year 2004-2005. because we are THAT damn good.

i decline

no, i'm not gay. if i was, i wouldn't have a maiden to worship and adore. in other words, i'm not gay - nor stupid.

i'm currently having trouble on writing a blog whose topic will be so controversial that i am still in debate on whether to post it or not. and, it's still in the draft part, which makes it convey a rather different message.

[EDIT] explanations of blogs gone by

19 comments are the most i've gotten in quite a long time (anyone still remember "are you a shit?"). 19 comments, five of which are written in my own hand, either praising those who side with me or giving a rash rebuttal (one was telling off leiron). two people are telling me that i'm anti-love.

no, i'm not anti-love. i'm very much in love myself. but love's too strong a word, so you suggest a word for it. infatuated? i doubt that.

no, i'm not pessimistic about love right now. i'm feeling rather optimistic myself, and that's just me, really.

what i did in that blog was broke down the concept of the "monthsary" in my own method, and i just finished rereading the facts, so now i've drawn up a conclusion. you are free to argue with me - i love a good argument.

the idea of the monthsary, generally, is to celebrate a relationship that has stood for a month. a month is a relatively short time - 4 weeks or 30 days, at average. but why do you need to celebrate standing long for a month? a year is generally more impressive - for 12 months you've stood. going back, you want to celebrate a month of standing strong? how come? because you're afraid that any minute now, your relationship will crumble and fall apart? you want to celebrate now because you're afraid that you'll be single next month? if you love your partner, will you really doubt the two of you? is that the amount of faith you have in your relationship? i'm telling you, if you believe you and your partner can go the long run, you need not celebrate the "monthsary" because you believe that you can withstand whatever bullshit is thrown between you and your partner. a "monthsary" would be pointless for you because you can go on living with each other's affections for a year.

done. now, your turn. argue with me. come on.

scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango?

anti-monthsary rant part 2: the lighter side.

yaps: anyhoo... any new entries?
me: nope..
yaps: maybe new comments
yaps: lemmecheck
me: leiron and mayee, namely the people who aren't single, disagree with me
yaps: it's bbbbulshit
yaps: now that's funny
yaps: you sound like lewis black
me: taken from mr. deeds
yaps: alam mo ang masama... kung ang monthsary nyo kasabay ng monthly ng babae... paano kayo mag lalplapan?
me: that is, kung may plano kayong maglaplapan
yaps: that's the only reason a monthsary was created
yaps: couples suck
me: how'd you know that
yaps: american culture
me: who made it up anyway?
yaps: teens with short attention spans
me: aka idiots?
yaps: yep
me: i see
yaps: tayo... monthsary na ba natin?
yaps: hindi naman tayo bumibilang, right?
me: duhh
yaps: and we're supposed to be the gay couple of the year
me: i thought we were keeping our relationship professional
yaps: but we're still gay =))
me: =))

*for the record, i would like to state that the gay thing is a running joke. heck, i have to stay away - it might grow on me.

monthsaries. true holiday, or pointless celebration? you decide!

what is it with monthsaries? really? i think this [stupid and annoying] trend started last year - when 5-20% of sophomore-b weren't single anymore. now, i've just come to the conclusion that in fact, the holiday known as the "monthsary" is actually pointless and stupid.

"why's that, peps?" you ask.

well, for one, a real anniversary would be better to celebrate. you've held on for one year, for urza's sake! wouldn't that be better to celebrate?

another would be the characteristic uncertainty of a relationship. sure, you can be together now, but no one ever knows if you'd still be together in june. it's easy to pull yourselves together for a month to celebrate - which would make it sort of pointless. a real achievement is pulling yourselves together for a year. then we can say, "dammit, these guys have been together for a year!"

and a personal reason - i'm getting quite irritated when i hear/see a "happy monthsary". heck, it doesn't even sound good, or grammatically correct, for that matter. if ever this tradition doesn't fade away (unlike, you know, friendster, and like, you know, blogs), then someone please do me a favor and change the name. "monthsary" on its own sounds like crap and has no meaning whatsoever.

that's it. my rant's finished.

angry mob of happy monthsary-celebrating couples, unite!

can i just leave this one untitled? thanks.

let me join too.

1) write something about fifteen different people.

2) you can't say who they are - it would make this pointless.

3) if someone asks you about them, you can't tell - it would also make it pointless.

moving on:

1. my best friend. although i am the one smarter between us, he still comes through. premier sleep-over provider. diomampolution member.

2. founder of diomampolution. bonding with him and tito pete during father and son ;) i seriously want diomampolution jackets.

3. my chatmate (and considered best friend) for the longest time running. he declares himself stupid (and i agree). deteriorated due to ragna.

4. the rich guy who was mugged. i still want to inflict pain on your muggers, man. has the most girl trouble and has the most unstable persona.

5. the one whom i share the notebook with. we share each other's problems through the sacred notebook, which only us can read and write in. (psst, to you, it's being threatened!)

6. my sister; sister number 1. co-great mind. 1/2 of the spongebob sisters (aka my sisters as well) and the one who usually laughs at what i say. (no offense, sister number 2.)

7. my sister; sister number 2. the one whom i miss the most. 1/2 of the spongebob sisters (aka my sisters as well) and the one who is usually closer to me. (no offense, sister number 1.)

8. my jedi master. many people consider this guy to be a jerk. still, he's good and a good comedian. we are working on a sitcom project.

9. leiron usually picks on this girl. it's not my hobby anymore. the girl who has a lot of problems with her semi-dysfunctional guy.

10. the girl who claims she is usually unfazed by my being annoying. aka [still] the maiden. she once threatened to manifest herself behind me - for no good reason. ;)

11. may pole girl. i've never met another girl like this one. her tolerance for the more awkward topics leads to better conversations, longer laughs, and of course, the greener jokes. ;)

12. baller brother number one. aka the less vocally-inclined one. we usually talk about the more serious games.

13. baller brother number two. aka the more annoying one. if he doesn't stop, i usually resort to an ankle lock. we usually talk about pokemon and whatever it is we're playing on the game boy. wala ka namang alam eh.

14. idol.

15. supplier of rumors. the one who usually borrows the romance novels from the lrc, and is infamous for doing so. why? read some for yourself and find out. avid borrower of books - has certificates to prove it.

guess!

as a side note, i chanced upon manda's blog. i found it well-written, which makes it better among others'. it's less on the wordy and more on how each sentence delivers a message. amazing ;)

that's all - you can't see me, my time is now.

destruction is... imminent? undefined.

the pope has passed away. websites all around the globe about prophecies say that the end is near. the vatican is in a major huddle right now. for one, i would like to see a non-european (read: american, asian, or even black) pope to succeed karol wojtyla in st. peter's chair.

here's something to think about.

okay, people are going around saying that we should all pray for the pope. if he is the pope, being a symbol of christians everywhere, being the appointed leader of the religion, being the successor of peter, being the one supposedly holiest among us in our lifetime, why does he need to be prayed for?

if you're saying that we have to pray for his soul to enter heaven, wouldn't he have something equivalent to an e-pass in our superhighways? he wasn't sinful, now was he? you wouldn't need to pray for his soul, he's got it made already.

so, can anyone tell me why you need to pray for his soul? because when i hear that phrase, i assume that someone needs help on going to heaven. someone please kindly clear that up for me?

let the new era begin.

CONGRATULATIONS CENA AND BATISTA!!!

who's your daddy?

after receiving curses and insults in my comments box for the past blog entry (although i gotta warn you now, that's a real prospect that may happen sooner or later in my life - seriously), i am here to apologize and lay it all down for everyone. :P

yes, that was an april fool's joke.

yes, it worked as i had planned.

yes, almost everyone who had read it was fooled.

thank you, you do care for me (mwahahahaha).

i believe i've weaved a plot so intricate and convincing, that i can hide the secret message "APRIL FOOLS" located by collecting the first letters of each paragraph (aside from the last sentence)! truly, i can say that almost all of you have taken the bait. (by the way kaycee, what will happen if i leave the orchestra?)

now, i will run from the angry mob that is all of you who read my blog. =)) good day! (backlash results later)

the new beginning that i was very much afraid of

as you might not know, my father's a civil engineer. he's involved in the design and construction of buildings, having done both overseas (middle east) and local (think, splash island - yeah, he was involved there, seriously) projects. heck, he even works at school (contractual).

proven, he's one of the best in his job (over here, at least) - he constantly gloats about his accomplishments as a child and the fact that he can spend time off the office whenever he likes/needs to, since he's one of the best at work - meaning, he's quite deserving of it. his former boss has such a lot of faith in him. they're still in touch with each other.

rowing along, i'll discuss the topic today. he's such a good man in his job that they're offering him a job in the US. pasadena, california, to be specific. if he were to accept that offer, his salary would be high (at least, that's what he tells us), which is a good thing for all of us. if he were to take that offer, obviously, he would have to migrate. the catch: he would have to take us along, too.

i groaned loudly, but said, "fine".

longing for him to decline the offer, and after days and nights of brainstorming and discussions with us, he had made his decision: yes, he would take the offer and move us along to california. sadly that decision is irreversible. i know - if it was me, i wouldn't have taken the offer. but it's for the future, he says.

from today, we have two weeks before we leave.

oh, great, i think. don't blame me; it's like i have a choice anyway. goodbye, philippines. goodbye, memories. goodbye, friends. goodbye, sb. i'll surely miss all of you and all of the memories we had together. i'll post a lengthier and a more specific farewell the day before we go.

oh, how i would regret that moment when he broke the news to us. hopefully, my future there would be better. i was even thinking of presenting myself as romeo, not pepi (that name's for all of you here).

look, don't be sad. we'll still keep in touch, right? i know i'll still be logging on, and if given the chance, will wake up veery early in the morning just to log on to ym and chat with you, like i did last summer. (that was fun, by the way - sneaking around on a cold dawn.)

soon, two weeks from now, i'll be boarding two planes on another long, boring flight, contemplating on What Comes Next for me. and in the process, i'll miss all of you. i'll miss this place. dammit. if only i had a choice; but sadly, i don't. anyway, i guess i'll stop here. until the next blog.






by the way, before you comment - do you know the date today?