E-merika

This is how my mom pronounce America! It is so funny and I cant stop thinking about her when I hear this. Now Im here sa AMERICA it kills me because I hear this word everyday.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

quake me

Weekend was extraordinarily ordinary for me.
A time to charge and flush-off all the alcohols and nicotine after
the friday cowboy grill fiasco...

A barrel of beer wont hurt for the despidida of our friend jon who is going
for the first time to japan.

I know he'll have a great time.. cause i did!

Although as much as I wanted to write about my heart is saying.
hmmmp ya, i rather not.

I'm terribly disturbed not only to the crisis of department is going through but also
with the problem of our asian neighbors after the 7.6 hit the northern pakistan and india.
the death toll is rising!

We were again spared with a unimaginable disaster.
Let's offer a short prayer for our brothers and sisters..


With all the catastrophe that humanity is encountering.
How can I complain?
My problem becomes inappreciably insignificant.

If I got low renumeration. Below vatican council's definition of dignified salary!
Or if even i feel numb and dumb because i'm so intoxicated about love...

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