A Danielle Friendship Primer

We could be good friends if:

1. Do not wear a strong perfume or musk

2. If you are not obsessed with Justin Bieber

Fullmetal Heart

“Is the program working?” asked the Professor.

I can’t tell him it’s working perfectly fine for my eyes are still blurry and my mind is overflowing with information – that if I am real I could have collapsed due to an extreme pang of headache.

“Good morning, how are you feeling?” he’s starting to look downhearted now.

I recovered my composure and said “I am completely fine now, good morning.”

His eyes glistened with happiness that you can feel his euphoria radiating. “Do you know who I am?”

“Yes. You are Professor Xerxes.”

He is extremely jubilant now, like he has just become a father. “That’s right! That’s right! It was a success, I – I am . . . I can’t believe it” The Professor is very peculiar, just a while ago he was very jubilant that he could ‘cartwheel’ due to his happiness and now he is weeping. “Is he stupid? I asked my self, is he really the one who created me?” Then he looked at me with the same jubilant eyes again and wiped all his tears from his face. “Do you know your name?” he asked me.

There were so many installed data on my head that I forgot my name. I stared with him in blank eyes, searching my memory for my “name”. I tried hard but found no “name”, I looked up to him sheepishly, and maybe “I” wasn’t really working fine. I thought for an instant that I was going into the scrap but I got a rather unexpected answer – he smiled, reassuringly, warmly.

“Your name is Echo.”

“Echo”

“That’s right, it’s because where ever you are your voice will always reach me,” then he smiled again, that smile that’s the only one in the whole world – a warm gentle smile that makes you believe in yourself, which almost made me believed that I was human.

And so, I stayed with Professor. He lived at the cliff overlooking the City, where the sun was a majestic vista as it slowly hides behind the mountains, leaving the sky with red and orange paints in this large palette. The Professor never missed a day to look at it – everyday during this time of nearing twilight you can see a “different” Professor, his eyes were very distant, his hands were like wanting to reach something, and seems like you can hear the inaudible crestfallen words from him echoing –

He said that his research wasn’t complete yet, and there is still something inside me that is lacking. He said that he’ll install it at the hollow on my chest. I occasionally helped him in his researches and helped him to find this “something”. Once we achieve this, I will be halfway of becoming a human.

One time, I read about it and it was called a “heart” – something that can only be found on humans. It contains emotions like love, compassion, and happiness. Professor was trying to create that for me. He explained no matter how many times you try a simulation or look and read illustrations of these feelings – you will never be able to truly understand it without feeling it with your heart. For this kind of things couldn’t be entered in a microchip or be programmed to me, you can never command someone to feel a certain feeling.

Professor worked assiduously – day and night. My participation in his research was just limited to analyzing some data, keeping the house and laboratory clean, and making him a coffee once in the morning, tea in the afternoon and a jug full of coffee during the night. Whenever I tried to sneak to help in the research, I couldn’t access some of the files. Professor treated me really nicely – he’d go to the city twice a month and buy sweets and dresses for me.

When I first opened my eyes – the Professor was still a young man on the verge of his youth. But now as time passed by, wrinkles had appeared in the Professor’s face and his radiant energy had faded, he’s an old man now in his 80’s. But I – I haven’t changed at all.

One day the Professor became seriously ill – it was because he haven’t got enough sleep during the previous months. I gave him milk instead of coffee that day, but it didn’t do him any good. His medication doesn’t seem to take effect. I did everything that the doctor told me but it’s no use. His condition seems to worsen every passing day. One afternoon the Professor requested to be taken outside. I objected the idea at first – but the Professor smiled that I couldn’t say no. He looked for the last time at the setting sun and murmured “I’m sorry, I failed, I couldn’t take you back.” I saw a tear fall from his cheeks, and then the Professor’s life was extinguished out of him.

After his funeral, I decided to look on his computer to continue his research. His files are protected by a password. I entered his name but didn’t work, I typed coffee but it was still and error – I tried many words such as sunset, fish, panda panda, lollipop, heart – but all are invalid. Out of my robotic instinct I typed my name. E C H O, and to my surprise it was accepted by the computer. I browsed through his files and went over a folder named ‘My Pictures’. I opened it for I was curious; the Professor never said a word about his life or his family. As I clicked it dozens of photos appeared in the high definition screen. It only took me about 0.0001 seconds to comprehend the images.

I can see the Professor in his much younger years probably when he was still 16 years old. In all of the pictures he was beaming with happiness as he posed next to a girl – next to me. There was also an mp3 format recording . . .

“Hello. Hello. Hey Xerxes, I hope you could hear me now…”

“…the doctor said I am…” “…I’ll never forget you…” “I enjoyed all watching all those sunsets…”

I couldn’t hear anymore for, for the first time I wept and felt an extreme pain and loneliness in the middle of my chest – in my hollow fullmetal heart.

Disclaimer:

based on the vocaloid song Kokoro

WORLD IDEOLOGIES

it's been a long time since my last post.. hehehe.. well., gusto ko lang mang-asar ngayon.. gusto kong asarin ung mga naghahanap ng matinong assignment.. kasi wala akong ma-research na matinong assignment kaya ito.. nakuha ko ito sa dito.. haiztz.. sigurado ako pag-ganito ipa-pass mo sa teacher ko hindi ka niya makakalimutan..

WORLD IDEOLOGIES
(pag may baka ka)

Feudalism

You have two cows. Your lord takes some of the milk.

Pure Socialism

You have two cows. The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone else's cows. You have to take care of all the cows. The government gives you all the milk you need.

Bureaucratic Socialism

Your cows are cared for by ex-chicken farmers. You have to take care of the chickens the government took from the chicken farmers. The government gives you as much milk and eggs the regulations say you should need.

Fascism

You have two cows. The government takes both, hires you to take care of them, and sells you the milk.

Pure Communism

You have two cows. Your neighbors help you take care of them, and you all share the milk.

Real World Communism

You share two cows with your neighbors. You and your neighbors bicker about who has the most "ability" and who has the most "need". Meanwhile, no one works, no one gets any milk, and the cows drop dead of starvation.

Russian Communism

You have two cows. You have to take care of them, but the government takes all the milk. You steal back as much milk as you can and sell it on the black market.

Perestroika

You have two cows. You have to take care of them, but the Mafia takes all the milk. You steal back as much milk as you can and sell it on the "free" market.

Cambodian Communism

You have two cows. The government takes both and shoots you.

Militarianism

You have two cows. The government takes both and drafts you.

Totalitarianism

You have two cows. The government takes them and denies they ever existed. Milk is banned.

Pure Democracy

You have two cows. Your neighbors decide who gets the milk.

Representative Democracy

You have two cows. Your neighbors pick someone to tell you who gets the milk.

British Democracy

You have two cows. You feed them sheeps' brains and they go mad. The government doesn't do anything.

Bureaucracy

You have two cows. At first the government regulates what you can feed them and when you can milk them. Then it pays you not to milk them. Then it takes both, shoots one, milks the other and pours the milk down the drain. Then it requires you to fill out forms accounting for the missing cows.

Pure Anarchy

You have two cows. Either you sell the milk at a fair price or your neighbors try to take the cows and kill you.

Pure Capitalism

You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull.

Capitalism

You don't have any cows. The bank will not lend you money to buy cows, because you don't have any cows to put up as collateral.

Enviromentalism

You have two cows. The government bans you from milking or killing them.

Political Correctness

You are associated with (the concept of "ownership" is a symbol of the phallo centric, war mongering, intolerant past) two differently - aged (but no less valuable to society) bovines of non-specified gender.

Surrealism

You have two giraffes. The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.

Enronism

You have two cows. You borrow 80% of the forward value of the two cows from your bank, then buy another cow with 5% down and the rest financed by the seller on a note callable if your market cap goes below $20B at a rate 2 times prime. You sell the three cows to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so you get four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows. The milk rights of six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island company secretly owned by the majority shareholder, who sells the rights to seven cows back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. This transaction process is upheld by your independent auditor with no negative balance sheet implications, followed by a press release that announces that Enron, as a major owner of cows may begin trading cows via a new internet site.

tsk.. ang adik ngay.. bakit ba sa lahat baka pa.? haiztz naku..

say a big NO.!

oh c'mon.! abs-cbn to make a twilight tv series.?! somebody humor me.!

im already a little bit disappointed about the movie., and now they are making things worse.!

from ate arn's fs bulletin:

ABS-CBN has bought the rights to make a tv version of the hit vampire novel "Twilight", ABS-CBN's CEO, Euegenio Lopez III signed a contract last December 6, 2008 for the

tv adaptation of Twilight, the rights cost a more than a million dollars, the taping is set to start next year by February in Baguio, Tagaytay, Bukidnon and some parts will tape outside the country. And it will be directed by Cathy Garcia Molina, the tv adaptation will focus with the love story between Edward and Bella, this is much more than a drama, romance, but also fantasy. This is co-produce by Ignite Media Inc.

Cast (Unofficial) :

Rayver Cruz as Edward Cullen

Shaina Magdayao as Isabella Swan

Valeen Montenegro as Alice Cullen

Gabby Concepcion as Dr. Carlisle Cullen

Luis Manzano as Emmett Cullen

Al Tantay as Charlie Swan

Yayo Aguila as Renee Dwyer

Fred Payawan as Jacob Black

Carlos Agassi as James

Chin Chin Gutierrez as Esme Cullen

Karylle as Rosalie Hale

Joross Gamboa as Jasper Hale

Jessy Mendiola as Jessica Stanley

Empress Schuck as Angela Weber

Brad Murdoch as Laurent

Nikki Bacolod as Victoria

Aaron Villaflor as Mike Newton

puaahahaha! patawa ang abs cbn.. gustong kumita sa pamamagitan ng pangongopya! dude nman... hahaha! konting hiya naman.. buti nlang me petition site.. vote kayo kung against kayo sa takipsilim.. i already did :)
go to this link and VOTE! haha :)

but recently lang, nbasa ko,, mukhang access denied! ang abs.. haha! sa dami ba nman ng negative reactions sa net! hahaha :)

btw, i got this lil' sumthing sa multip.. mga kotabol kots na maririnig natin kung natuloy yang takipsilim na yan,,.

"kay tangang tupa..."

"kay gagong masukistang leon!"

"tungkol sa tatlong bagay na siguradong positibo ako:

una, si edward ay isang bampira... pangalawa, may isang parte sa kanya, at hndi ko alam kung gaano kalakas iyon..na uhaw sa aking dugo... at pangatlo, hndi maitatangging ako'y walang sawang inlab sa kanya"

"maging ligtas mahal..."

"ikaw na ang buhay ko ngayon"

"estupidong may-ari ng makintab na VOLVO"

"pano kung hindi ako ang bida, pano kung ako ung masamang tao???"

"ikaw ang eksaktong tatak ng droga ko"

"Imposible ang iyong kabilisan at lakas. Ang `yong balat ay maputi`t maputla at yelo`ng lamig. Nagiiba ang kulay ng mata mo atminsan kung magsalita ka para kang galing ng ibang panahon.

Hindi kalumalabas kapag maaraw. Ilang taon kana?"

"Labing pito."

"Gano katagal kanang labing pito?"

"Matagal-tagal narin."

"alam ko kung ano ka"

"sabihin mo... sabihin mo ng malakas..."

"bampira!"

"natatakot ka ba?"

"hindi"

"takot ka ba?"

"ang ikinatatakot ko lang ay ang mawala ka sa akin"

"kung kaya mong mabuhay habang panahon, ano ang ikabubuhay mo???"

"*toooot* bella, ikaw ang magiging kamatayan ko"

"*singhot* mmmm... nagdala ka ng baon..."

"aking lalaking unggoy!"

"humawak ka ng mahigpit, gagambang unggoy!

---bwahahahaha! kakornniiiie! tagalog version yan ng mga linya nina edward at bella sa pelikula. haha! pano nlang diba? haha!

mamamarkahan ang Pilipinas ng "the copycat country".. papayag kaba? haha! peace out! :)

=end of the bulletin=

kelan ba magkakaroon ng orig na tv series ang pinas at hindi lang puro remakes.? i call for originality and not for ka-cornihan okay.?! yak as in eww.! title pa lang masagwa na.. takipsilim.. oh san ka pa.! and please., the cast., the cast.! ugh.!

RAYVER AS EDWARD CULLEN.? in the book edward is so dazzling., he's mesmerizing and not just some ordinary looking korni star.. tsk.. mapapahiya lang si rayver.. mapapahiya lang ang abs.. at mas lalo mapapahiya din ang Pilipinas sa kakornihan na ito.. haiztz.. so please stop it para sa ikabubuti ng ating sambayanan.! wawiiit.!

adore by paramore

I don't mean to run
But Every time you come around
I Feel more alive, than ever
And I guess it's too much
Maybe we're too young
And I don't even know what's real
But I know I never...

Wanted anything so bad
I've never wanted anyone so bad

If I let you love me
Be the one adored
Would you go all the way
Be the one I'm looking for
If I let you love me (If I Say)
Be the one Adored (It's OK)
Would you go all the way (You can stay)
Be the one I'm looking for

Help me come back down
From high above the clouds
You know I'm suffocating, But I blame this town
Why do I deny
The things that burn inside,
Down deep I'm barley breathing
But you just see a smile

And I don't wanna let this go
Really I just want to know

If I let you love me
Be the one Adored
Would you go all the way
Be the one I'm looking for
If I let you love me (If I Say)
Be the one Adored (It's OK)
Would you go all the way (You can stay)
Be the one I'm looking for

If I let you love me
Be the one adored
Would you go all the way
Be the one I'm looking for (x2)

If I let you love me (If I Say)
See the one adored (It's OK)
Would you go all the way (You can stay)
Be the one I'm looking for

ssc poem

Ako’y isang SSC student.
Cream of the Crop kung ituring,
Ngunit ako’y hamak na tao pa rin,
Nagkakamali at nasasaktan din.

Maging “modelo” utos nila sa amin.
Dapat sumunod sa mga alituntunin.
The Best dapat ang mga gawain.
Ngunit kami’y nahihirapan din.

Sampu ang subjects namin
Tambak sa mga takdang-aralin.
Kami man ay subsob sa pag-aaral,
Ngunit masasaya pa rin.

Special Science Class.
Klase “daw” ng mga magagaling.
May grade na dapat mantinahin.
Kung hindi ay maalis sa seksyong giliw namin.

Hindi lang Science ang linya namin,
Maging sa ibang asignatura ay ayos din.
Iba’t ibang talento taglay namin.
Kami‘y marami pang kayang gawin.

“Nothing special” turan ng iba.
Ngunit kami ay di lang nila kilala.
“Mga mayayabang” tingin ng marami sa amin.
Gayong kami ay mababait din.

Hindi lang nila alam,
Dugo’t pawis puhunan namin.
Hindi lang nila naiintindihan,
Pressure at hirap na dinaranas namin.

SSC, sa maliit na grupong ito,
Kami ay nabibilang,
Konti man sa paningin,
Ngunit pamilya naman ang turing.
Dito ay walang iwanan,
Kahit survival of the fittest ang aming labanan.


wla lang.. la ako magawa eh.. inspired lang ako gumawa.. wahehehe..

on smiles and eyes

smiles are deceiving but eyes never tell lies..