I can’t believe I stood for around 25 minutes in Quezon Ave. which was brimming with anxious commuters like myself. It was so packed that they even prevent entry because the station can’t take no mo’. To fan the flames further, all the trains that arrived at the station were PACKED… as in talagang PACKED. So it was kinda pointless and yet people kept shoving and pushing.

Man, elbowing other people never felt so good.

It took 7 trains to pass before I could get on one. Mother of God…  Maybe, if they made the trains stop at every other station, maybe it’d be less of a hassle, plus, the turnover will be quicker. Diba? Diba? Diba?

Eto pa…

When we hit Cubao station, we were fighting for air insides (which means there was NO ROOM). When people tried to get in, the passengers inside weren’t budging (naturally). And then, in a show of utter lack of poise and consideration one kept shouting out…

“Ok lang yan, babalik ‘tong tren na ‘to!”

How uncalled for is that? That’s the problem with us Pinoys - we laugh at the face of adversity and do nothing about it. Do we just leave our problems to fate and not deal with it? Instead of dealing with the problem of shoving and pushing by making low-brow, uncalled-for remarks, why don’t we just suck it up and act like civil human beings? Dang.

I’m not a blasphemer and I am NOT an aethist but dear Lord, seeing this picture questions the existence of one.

Hold on, let me rephrase… seeing this picture CONFIRMS the existence of the devil.

*i cry*

If you go to my other blog, The Rock Out, I posted an entry about Polysics and Strong Machine 2. In the video, there is this little girl pulling of fantastic pop dance moves. Here’s a news report about her: her name is Mao Murakami and she lives with her family in a buddhist temple.

Her father, who is the priest of the temple, occasionally dances with Mao. As a team they are called “Strong Machine,” with dad as “Strong Machine 1″ and Mao as “Strong Machine 2.” Their stage name comes from the robotic and machine-like dancing they perform. Sometimes dad takes a break from dancing and acts as a musician for Mao’s dancing practice!

The report also shows Mao practicing the weird facial expressions she performs while dancing. The expressions add to the overall awesomeness of her dancing, but they’re also cool to watch on their own. Despite all her fame, as an only-child, Mao is prepared to take up the responsibility of eventually caring for the family temple.

Here are a few entertaining videos of the Strong Machines:

Strong Machines 1 & 2:

1. Get slapped by Rober Jaworski.

Ouch, he has frying pans for hands

2. Running out of ice tea/soda before even barely eating half of your rock out meal.

3. Die the way Adam Munroe did.

4. Wearing socks that have holes in it and then finding yourself in a friend’s posh house at the end of the day. You’re bound to take off your shoes sometime during that trip.

5. Listen to THIS band:

Christian rock band? Puhleeeeeze

Let this picture sink in for a bit.

’nuff said. Heath Ledger will be king of the universe once this movie comes out. Oh and so will Christian Bale.

^*#(()@&&&$&!!!!!!!!!

Nah, Razorback’s not back… I just said that because it rhymes with “back”. Maybe I could’ve used “longback”, orrrrr “nutsack”,  orrrrr “sexyback”.

I’ve been absent for work for the past three days because, since I’m the mother of “planned impulsiveness” (gotta love oxymorons), I decided to have the floor in my room re-tiled and on top of that, have the said room extended.

I tell you, I literally shattered walls, and boy, was it ever fun. Having a sledgehammer and swinging at a wall never felt SO GROIN-GRABBINGLY GOOD.

So anyway, Saturday afternoon I bought new tiles. At first, I was contemplating whether to buy uniform tiles or just go all insane-o in the membrane-o. Those who REALLY know me would easily predict that I would’ve gone Cypress Hill (Insane in the Membrane… look it up) and that I did. I bought assorted tiles: black, white, granite, designed, whatever because I wanted my floor to look like a retarded snakes and ladders board.

The room was finished at around 4pm yesterday and dare I say, it looks DIVINE. It’s like angels descended from heaven, sustaining one high note when I finally stepped into the new addition in my humble, but rocked out, abode.

Now, I can host sleepovers only told in legend.

Not to mention, this room drained my atm.

BOOMTOWN.