Sanct Nito

if you’ve ever seen kill bill volumes 1 & 2, then you probably havent missed spotting Elle, that feisty lady-assassin with a kick-ass killer attitude and a body thats to die for…

just this afternoon, i was really bored and tired from all that school/ward work, that i decided to watch some old DVD’s, and thats when i had a kill bill movie marathon–good coz theres only two volumes…lol…–and thats when i found this thing out…

elle is most probably a nurse, i know, she did wear a nurse costume on volume one…but theres more to that…allow me to expound…

-notice when she killed Budd in volume 2? she was carrying with her a jott-down notebook…
-she also used this jot-down notebook when she was interviewing him…
-she killed pai mei by poisoning him…probably thanks to her knowledge of pharmacology…
-she also tried to kill beatrix in volume 1 using some kind of IVTT med…
-she utilizes body mechanics perfectly…

and most of all, simply because she looks really cool on that nurse costume…actually inspired me to become an assassin nurse…

hehehe…walang magawa…ang daming assignment…ncp, drug study…so heto, nagsusulat na lang ng blog…hala 11 na…nangawas na ron ang ga-night shift…kalagot kaayo sila kay di dapat momata ug sayo..grr…naa pa gyud mcn test ugma…mga tupad nako, pagtuon!

i just got home from a "benefit concert" for a friend who’s sick with cancer…the show was for a good cause, and i did my part by purchasing a ticket and giving a donation–char! ipanabi ba!–and all i can say is that, that was by far the weirdest party i’ve been too…

i use to think gen-rev was freaky due to the rock praise and worship thing–no offense to gen-revers–but that was before ive been to a "bis-rock" concert…

early that evening, i really thought that i was in for a kind of solemn and heart-wrneching (could i say ‘tribute’ to the person) cultural event…i was wrong!

im not a racist or anything–hey im proud to be a true blue cebuano–but during the so-called ‘bisrock’ thingy, i didnt understand a single thing…all of a sudden, cebuano became a foreign tongue to me…all that noise, the gibberish i hear…and all those people jumping around to the beat of a song that i barely understand and couldnt relate to–dont get me wrong, i love rock music, even those by local bands such as urbandub and the ambassadors–but last night’s music was different–i wont say that its ugly, after all its art, and for me, no art is ugly, only misunderstood–it was indeed surreal…

and thus, thanks to that sick friend–may she recover her health and live a long and fruitful life–i realized that ‘bisrock’ is just not for me, and have now resolved to never attend another ‘bisrock’ event again, ever! (except if any of my favorite acts will be performing…)

LONDON — Filipinos said they engaged in acts of sexual self-stimulation almost six times a week, the most of any nationality.

South Korean men, meanwhile, are having sex more times a week than anyone else in the world, though Brazilian men are at it with a wider range of women, suggests an international survey published Monday.

The poll of 40,000 men for Men’s Health magazine found that Britons spent the most time on foreplay but flopped when it came to endurance.

Mexicans came in first in stamina in the bedroom.

On average, South Koreans said they were having sex at least four times a week.

waaah…na-igno gyud ko guys, pasensyahi lang…pero karon pa gyud ko nakat-on ug himo ug 3D-model…wahahahaha…

tan-awa pud ninyo unya sawaya…thnx…

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theres this certain church where i go to mass almost every sunday, and on weekdays whenever i feel like to. i find attending mass very convenient since its just a walking distance from cnu and that their daily mass is always set at 6:30 in the evening, just perfect for my schedule. not only because of that, i also like going to that place because of the ambience and that feeling of sanctity you get from just being in there, and also because of the fact that not a lot of people come there–in fact, the only other person in our class whose been there is phoebe–but most of all, i love attending mass at that church–although technically its a shrine-chapel thingy–because of the priest who celebrates the mass–no,no,no! i dont have a crush on the priest, like hello, i still intend to become a saint!–due to the fact that he celebrates mass in a rather more solemn manner than most other priests, and most especially due to the homilies…

ironically though, despite being my favorite part of the mass–yes it is, so what? you think im some kind of jesus freak? well maybe i am, and you could go and burn me at the stake if you want to!–it also happens to be one of those things that i dread to hear…imagine this, for about a month or so i didnt go to mass simply because i didnt want to, and when suddenly i had this huge problem, i decided to go to church, and voila, the priest in his homily said: "some people only go to mass whenever they have problems…"…like God, how could he have known?! and there was this other day when i was really unprepared to go to mass since i had a bit of a fight–as in exchange of verbal atrocities–with my aunt, but still decided to go to church, one of my freakiest experiences happened…about 30 minutes before the mass started, the same priest announced: "to those who need to go to confession, there is a priest outside…"…and there was also this other time–actually, it was the first time i went to mass there–when i was sitting in the way i used to sit at church–with my feet up at the pew in front of me–the priest said in the homily:"some people just have no respect for the mass by putting their feet on the pews…"and just earlier this week, i was dumbstruck when the priest gave his homily regarding the feeding of the five thousand, you see, just as the gospel was being read, i was repeating in my mind the conventional explanation to this miracle–that jesus didnt really multiply the food, but merely motivated the people to share their baon which they kept hidden for themselves–it was freaky when he refuted that very same explanation right at the beginning of the homily… god!god!god!

and thus i said to myself, that this person must totally hate me…he must definitely have that so-called god-given gift to read people’s mind, and considering the low church attendance, it is most probable that im almost always the most sinful person around, and thus, making me a target for heaven’s vengeance…

however, all these things somehow changed just earlier today…you see after mass, as i was walking towards the car, i saw the priest walking in the opposite direction towards me, and i said:"oh god, here he comes…i know he hates me coz im so evil…" and yet to my surprise, divine judgement didnt fall crashing down upon me, instead i got a greeting–from the person whom i thought until today, thought of me as another soul worthy of hell…

i was just too paranoid…knowing that im such a mean, evil person, i had this feeling that God and people who loved God hated me…

yet it dawned upon me…god cannot possibly hate me…im far too insignificant, why vent all his anger towards me? and since im far too insignificant, i can easily fit in with everyone else, and becuase god loves them, god must love me too…

OMG…what am i writing? its almost 12 midnight and im the only soul thats awake in our house…gosh, i just wrote an entire religiously themed essay…god! i think i really am gonna be a saint…lol…well jerah, if your reading this, know that you’ll always be the 2nd living saint and i’ll be 3rd…k?

although on second thought, when i die, i might still end up in my very
own dimension that God had to make for my soul, which ruff told me
about…hehehe…

thanks to the caretta culminating activity, its finally confirmed that im not alone in my conviction: some people in this batch truly are loathsome and deserve to be shot!

you see, we were having our group bonding time when ms. ang slipped the topic regarding her bf’s self-declared ex–bwahahaha…skulmate ko pa naman…kakahiya!–and that was all that was needed to get the whole backbitting session into motion–come on people, before you start lecturing me on the evils of backbitting, ask yourself first, who has not said anything bad about another person especially when they’re not around?

we started with this group of people from this school who act as if they’re this and that…and yes, even if some, maybe most of them are my "friends", i do find them irritating…then we moved on to this barkada of utterly hilas people who act as if they’re superior to everyone…mga walang K, hindi na kayo nahiya…parang kung sinong mga maganda’t matalino! mga p*cha!

it was kind of uplifting for me, knowing that there are a lot of people like me, who hate the self-declared elite of our batch (to hell with those feelers!)

to you, hilas people in our batch: watch out, daghan na mi naglagot ninyo…paghilas-hilas pa gyud kung ganahan mo na adto na mo sa likod sa nursing building puniton (read:basurahan) murag si kinsa na labaw kunuhay…hilas, hilas, hilas! hoy in case na di mo aware, puros ra ta 3rd year…so dont get any ideas…naa pud baya ninyo maayo lang sa kabuang ug sige ug saba-saba, pero kung kasab-an na gani motalaw lupigan pa ang bayot–at least ako, bisan pag unsa ko kasaba, bisan pa gani ug gipatawag ni mam ong kay nanaway ko sa sink sa sotto, di gyud ko mohadlok moatubang, tawag ana kay accountability–naa pa gyud uban na kusog kaayo mo-look down sa uban murag si kinsang gwapa/o…goodluck na lang ninyong tanan…

i know, a lot of people hate me–kebs–and if youre one of them, rest assured that the feeling is mutual…

bato-bato sa langit, ang tamaan wag magalit…ang magalit mabaho ang anghit at pangit!

this happened last thursday…

im totally pissed off by the fact that some people whom i know–including some friends–actually believe that having a different gender orientation is abnormal, some even blatantly calling it a disease!

pitiful simpletons! its all because you are too engrossed in the primitive culture of our nation that you fail to see the fact that in countries far more advanced that ours, gender deviants are totally accepted, undiscriminated, and most of all, respected!

i pity my classmate who refuses to accept his true self…if you are reading this, then listen…the more you suppress your true self, the more it will trouble you, perhaps even to the point of insanity…whatever you do, you will never defeat it…it is who you are…it is what you were meant to be…stop viewing it as a handicap, as a disease, as a burden, instead be thankful, its an oppurtunity, a gift that not everyone is given…it is who you are meant to be…when you suppress it, you dont kill it, you only bury it alive, and whenever it gets an oppurtunity, it will always rise up to haunt you…

to my supposedly intelligent classmates who said to my other classmate (the one with ‘problems’)…to me, you were at your most pathetic state when you said: "sayang kaayo ka ******…mura mawagtangan ug respeto ang mga tawo nimo kung makahibaw sila…" forgive me for saying this, but damn you! sayang kaayo ka! bright man unta ka, pero nakuhaan akong respeto ninyo…

just when did gender orientation become a basis for respect? well, probably before the 70’s or so…but like hello! wake up people, its the year 2006! its maybe your all just too close-minded or plain idiotic…either way, i pity you…your not helping our classmate…your making things worse for him!

i feel so sad, considering that your my friends–no hard feelings, this doesnt in any way change the way i look at you as friends–i feel like helping you…it’s kind of disturbing to see supposedly  educated people holding such narrow-minded views regarding gender orientation…if only you werent my friends, id say that you all definitely deserve to get shot!

i went to church that afternoon pretty pissed off from that conversation…although i did pray that you may all find enlightenment–after all, i do aspire to be a saint, and you might just be the first group of people that would benefit from my miraculous intercession–and yeah, before i forget, God does not hate homos–at least not those who practice m2m (you know what i mean…)–soddom and gommorah was razed to the ground not because of the population’s gender orientation, but their sexual tastes and practices…