4/25/05 00:22 |
i don't really have anything to say...
my favorite line of the day:
"sooner or later you will break your barrier,"
something i said to someone i care about earlier...
awat2x 4/23/05 11:22 |
i'm supposed to be a guitar... but i don't think i took the same test as twit took...
4/18/05 23:03 |
for the sake of laughing, i did some research a long time ago with words that actually exist in the dictionary... but i think is funny as hell.
posted in grabeh 4/25/02.
congLomeRate
LoLLygag
pussyfoot
cockLes
N'sync
quiche
gadfLy
odontoglossum
titmouse
zugzwang
ennui
poppycock
uRinatoR
Ragamuffin
snickersnee
Coxsackie virus - fellatio virus? bwahahah
22:44 |
bwahahahaha found this stuff that i wrote a longggggggggggg time ago
i found it on grabeh forums website,
it was timestamped 8/05/02 11:55PM
lol... just read a lot of mistakes that i still make today.
Winter Numb
by: ronval
A lot of people liked summer better than winter. Why is this so? What does summer bring? Summer brings us heat, sweat and pimples. We’ll not for all people but it applies to me.
I hate summer; I’ve hated it since I started to remember. Perhaps it would be nice to evaluate my reasons for hating summer. I hate summer because: heat, sweat & pimples, fashion, women, beach, love & sex, and lower gas mileage.
Every time summer comes around, I feel the heat toasting my skin. The air-conditioning of my car is not enough to bring the temperature down, especially that the sun is directly frying my skin. Not only does the sun bring heat, but sweat and pimples too.
Every time I look at the mirror and see body oil trying to protect my skin from the harsh sunlight, it also brings unwanted side effect—acne. Perhaps, I just need a better hygiene, like shower twice a day (instead of once), wash face four times a day (instead of two) and use facial astringent every two hours of daylight. It may sound absurd, but it sounded like it would work, but I don’t think so. I tried it before, and it took away almost three hours of my day, and it didn’t work. There were still pimples popping all over my face. What a funny way to spend and cool down summer… that also brings us to clothes that helps cool down.
Spring and summer brings different styles of clothes and they are usually bright colored ones. That means my favorite attire is of no use in summer, which is all black. Maybe I could still use it when it’s night. The night… reminds me of women too.
Summer nights with women is a not so fun. Our women would go out with us and keep looking at fashionable stuff that they won’t even wear. For example, two-piece string bikini, when we guys agree with it, they would “buy” it, and would forever get lost in women’s underwear closet jungle. Maybe not all of them, some of them really wears them on the beach, which gives me another reason…
The beach is known as the most astoundingly fun place to go to. Not for me, I call it, the sandy wet desert, full of salt, heat and more heat. It’s a sandy wet desert, because it’s the beach—of course. Salty water—like duh!?. Heat—duh! More heat, especially when women wear those extremely skimpy thong two-piece bikinis when they walk in the beach. Some of them even walk around almost bare-naked, with only thong sandals to protect them. No wonder men keep growing third legs. I would much rather skinny dip in a hidden lake than spend my summer growing tents and frying my skin. Which brings me to another reason for hating summer—love and sex.
Spring and summer is known for people as the time of falling in love. I don’t hold anything against people falling in spring, but when your relationship develops, how can you have sex on hot summer nights? Damn, people would think it’s hot (romantically), but I would think it’s hot (literally). I still find winter nights more romantic than toasty summer nights. I don’t ever want to go on a date sweating, and smelling like the freeway. Oh yeah, summer brings gas mileage down.
With all these gas prices going up, summer is making it even worse. Due to the heat, you would use your air conditioner more, your engine coolant would work harder, and since your engine works harder (and temperature goes higher), the more it would consume gas. A simple thought, but it couldn’t be avoided.
Now, evaluating why I love autumn and winter, based on the same reasons as summer. I would reiterate and explain the reasons on why I love winter.
It was only recently that I started to love autumn and winter. I love winter because: sweat and heat, fashion, women, love & sex, and better gas mileage.
Winter does give me heat, but unlike summer, the heat that it gives is more comfortable. This heat is also known as human heat. It is only in winter where sweating is pleasurable—if you can sweat. The clothes we wear always complement the heat. Which brings me to another reason for loving the two cold seasons—fashion.
With the fashion line available in winter, I can wear anything weirder than Ozzy Osbourne. Be it mostly black with red undershirt, or completely all black with my favorite Doctor Martens (I’m assuming that you already know how weird I am). Of course the never dying leather pants that looks especially good on women. I find women wearing black clothes that complement their curves sexier than those thong bikinis. Women become my additional reason for loving winter.
I really think that women and autumn or winter mixes. Especially that hugs and cuddling feels really nice on these cold seasons. Both can get comfort and warmth. Sometimes, warmth from clothes or hugs from women is not enough to completely satisfy our need for heat. Which brings us to love and sex.
Love was associated with spring and sex has been associated with winter. Why is this so? I don’t see a point in falling on a spring season. By the time you guys are so closed, it would be summer and it would be impossible to cuddle and be comfortable. A find a winter night more comfortable and relaxing, and, of course—romantic. With summer, love birds only walk with hands clasped, but with winter, both has to hold each other to keep themselves warm. Sometimes this fires up human desire to make love.
This certain urge, created by cold winter nights, can be more fun, more cuddly, much sweeter and much more romantic, than that of summer nights.
13:15 |
last night was certainly one of my first time... it used to be me talking to her about my problems, and she the big sister will give out recommendations, etc. etc.
the exact opposite happened last night. i listened... well read anyway, to her about the things she is going through right now. it felt awkward since she knows better than i. as a brother, i told her what i know about trying to relax, because i don't really have any useful information for her. i recommended for her to get ice-cream. she stated that it's been awhile since she had ice cream. we ended our talk shortly after 1:30am, i really need to sleep, but i promised her that i'll call around 9am manila.
as for the other stuff, it looks like i'm being pulled back to what i tried doing before...
computer engineering, import car tuning, drifting, import models...
yeah.
what is this? midlife crisis? fuck.
probably try to enroll in university of california irvine... of course it'll be a bit expensive, but oh well... i will have to get a loan for that. i do think that i will end up forcing myself to complete, since once i drop below full time student status, i'll start to pay the loan which will be huge.
4/17/05 21:37 |
i honestly think that my life is actually moving to a turn. i am not so sure. with the advent of numerous opportunities slowly getting within the grasp of my hands, i will be forcing myself back to school. the older i get, the tougher it will be to learn.
anyhow, check out my newly shaved head: 
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
as for the other stuff... none right now... eheheh
4/13/05 22:28 |
yaay!!! some kroq joqs on my friendster list! wo0o0ohooo!!!!
they'll turn me down anyhow... oh well.
still a fan of kevin & bean in the mornings!
17:21 |
it's about time i'm able to post. freakin' blogger won't let me post stating that i have to decompose first before it does. kidding. javahostexception, ftp appears to be invalid, probably on my server.
4/12/05 22:18 |
Dragostea Din Tei
O-Zone
Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa
[repeat 5x]
Alo, Salut, sunt eu, un haiduc,
Si te rog, iubirea mea, primeste fericirea.
Alo, alo, sunt eu Picasso,
Ti-am dat beep, si sunt voinic,
Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic.
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.
Te sun, sa-ti spun, ce simt acum,
Alo, iubirea mea, sunt eu, fericirea.
Alo, alo, sunt iarasi eu, Picasso,
Ti-am dat beep, si sunt voinic,
Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic.
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.
Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa
[repeat 4x]
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.
20:27 |
fuck. i thought i completely removed the wood splinter that went through my skin last sunday. fuck, i think there's some left, it's still pretty much swollen.
fuck fuck fuck.
16:10 |
the score
4.55pm, wednesday,
"dude, i bet you can't approach that girl by the counter," pain sneered at jed. jed was thinking about his life, he thought, i wonder what will happen to me?
deq never said a word, looked like he was only staring at blank space, "earth to jed, earth to jed, are you there?" jack joked, knows that deq has a way of not paying attention, everyone laughed as jed blurted out a huge "huh?!?" the group were a bunch of mall rats, nothing better to do than talk and make bets.
"so, dude, are you gonna take up my challenge?" pain asked.
"what challenge?" everyone laughed, while izras cleared it up for him.
"uhm, hell no am i doing that!" jed proclaimed.
"aww come on dude," pain insisted, "you won't lose anything if you try. tell you what, how about 20 bucks from me if you even get her to kiss you."
jack, izras looked and also volunteer to add 20 for each.
"no." was jed's short reply.
"come on dude! that's 60 bucks worth!" pain said.
"i'll hate you guys forever for this." jed said as he started to move and walk over to the hot chick in the jewelry stand.
"uhm, hi. i'm jed... and uhm... god i'm bad at this... uhm... you see... my my friends think i can't talk to you... and uhm.. yeah... they are right... and uhmm they bet that i can't talk to you.... they offered money if uhm... i get a kiss from you." jed said.
the girl from the counter was obviously holding her laugh, and said "why me?"
"we think you're hot."
"we? what about you? what do you think?"
"i think you are hot."
"you're telling me that if i kiss you, you get a lot of money? what are you going to do with those, if you do win?"
"i dunno... ask you out?"
She started laughing. "i don't get it with boys, they just do what they think is fun. Ok, promise you'll take me out to a date with the money you won?"
"but i haven't..." jed trailed off as the girl grabbed him followed by a liplock.
from a distance... Pain dropped his pepsi.
jack dropped his jaw.
izra started to check his walet.
"tomorrow?" the girl said, "yeah" was his reply.
"7pm sharp! don't be late!"
"ok" as he slowly walked back to his friends all flushed and beet red, precum running down his boxers.
everyone started handing him the pot money.
"dudeee!!!" pain exclaimed as he punched jed in the arm, "you're the man!!!"
just then, the girl went to them and said, "hey jed, you forgot something..." everyone looked at her, as she handed jed her t-back thong, with her name and number.
"arien..." jed mumbled as his jaw dropped.
"nice to meet you jed, i'll see you on friday, ok? call me." arien left the group.
everyone grabbed a piece of paper and rolled it. "goddamn jed! what the hell have you been up to?" as they started hitting him with the paper roll they made.
_::.::.::_
5:15pm, friday
"so dude, do u stil hav dat used thong by dat chick u met @ the mall?" izra sent a text message to jed.
jed replied, "o hel yeah, i kold her lst nyt, she hsnt changd bout g0ing out w me."
"skor skor skor! wer r u taking her?"
"prbably d bayou italian restau. see ya later man, gota prpare"
"ayt. c u latez"
_::.::.::_
6:55pm, friday, arien's house
-to be continued-
fyi. this is a erotic fantasy story... sooo... if you are under the age of 18, buzz off.
4/11/05 01:38 |
looney tunes...
last friday was an OK day. after battling some heavy winds on the i-405n and the i-605n, i arrived at twit's place around 6.30pm knowing that i am taking her mom for some driving lessons. only to realize that swit forgot to leave the keys to the club. we ended up going to downey with my car to pick up an extra set of keys from her dad. when we got to downey, it turns out that her dad forgot his keys to the apartment complex. our only option was to drive back with their suv since it has a remote entry to the parking, which obviously can be an entrance to the structure.
we came back and la got a call from ra saying that he was able to get in through d. so we didn't have to go back. we drove to jack in the box and picked up a quick grub. we left for marina del ray to pick up swit. i first drove the 91 until it ends in torrance. i pulled over some parking stretch and handed la's car to herself. we drove off, and towards highway 1 (or the pacific coast highway to other peeps). we were supposed to turn right on sepulveda, but ended up hitting pch. i texted (funny word, never used as a verb before...) swit, saying that we made a right on pch (it's somewhere in redondo, and that we never saw sepulveda. she replied by saying "jst go n0rth bibi." assuming that we were on the right track, we marveled at the place, since it was all neat and nice and all that shit, while at the same time, trying to read the road signs.
we were able to get to where we need to be. i texted (awkward word still) her, asking her about the name of the restaurant. la and i decided to wait for her at starbucks. we chatted along and in swit came. she was definitely loosed up from the wine... hehe guess i can kiss her more this time.
her mom la and swit herself decided to have me drive on the way home.
we arrived all pooped and stuff.
i fell asleep beside her on the couch and woke up at 6.30am on saturday. i left and went home.
i peeked at the house that i live in, good, no one's awake. i sneaked in. after half an hour, i heard somebody making coffee... my dad. i went out of my room around 8.30am, noticed that my dad went outside the house for some gardening stuff. i went ahead and took a shower.
i went to my room and change. as i emerged from my room, my mom asked "oh, are you leaving somewhere ron?" "uhh yeah mom, i need to fix the insurance for tootsie's car" (after the talk, i never held back anything from my mom ...)
"i made coffee for you, do you want some french toast?"
"sure mom."
lvjr joined us in the dining table with breakfast, i asked him "going somewhere kix?" "yeah, i have a class at 8am" i glanced at the clock, and told him "it's already 8.30,"
he just said "it's a filipino school, it won't start until 9" everyone laughed as he tells the story of his first day at school. our talk went on to lvjr's classmate who stole a lot of a teacher's panties. we broke in laughter.
at around 9am, i called swit and told her i was on my way. she just woke up.
at around 9:45, i arrived at her house. she wasn't ready yet.
at around 10am, we left for the insurance company. the guy inspected the car, and proceeded to have it added on to the insurance policy. we decided to get a quick grub at mcdonalds for bacon, sausage mcmuffin meal.
we went back to her place and i reminded her how much i love her... we kissed awhile and hug awhile. after a few minutes we went on to our business. she went to the singles meeting, and i went to a restaurant to meet up with cousin b around 12. we ate and talked about the things we missed about each other, and finished up around 2pm. i went home and relax, as my mom saw me "ron, can you drop us off to redondo beach?" i just said yeah, as i texted (=P) twit telling her that i'll be late for the 3pm appointment with her mom.
she called, asking me why did i have to show up at home? i told her that i promised her mom 3pm. she said it was 1:30. i said uh oh. we were able to fix that by she calling her mom, and i calling her mom too.
at 3pm, we were on our way to redondo. man, it was far. i dropped my folks in the hotel where the wedding reception of a friend was going to be.
i needed to pee.
i dropped by albertson's. i went around and tried looking for the restroom. as i walked, i felt my nipple hardened, fuck, the freezers are fucking cold!
i gave up and asked somebody there. he directed me to where the restroom was. i hurriedly left albertson's and proceeded to twit's place to pick up her mom. at around 4pm, we left their house as i showed her mom where i took the driving test, telling her about the stuff the instructor might ask her to do. we went to ra to pick him up.
i need to pee... again.
i tried going in to the apartment complex. the door was locked. i waited patiently outside, as my phone rang, it was la, she was telling me to proceed inside. i told her the door was locked. i realized that only the left door was locked. i went in and used b's restroom.
ra asked me, i thought you guys were supposed to meet at 1:30pm? i told him about the slight miscommunication as i thought to myself "shit, minus sa lakas score from the dad."
we went to their place, as twit waited there for me. la and ra left for pala casino, we stayed there for awhile to wait for a friend's call and busied ourselves. around 7pm, we left for universal studios city walk. we ate some chinese food, and left to pick up her friends.
we went to downtown l.a. and picked them up. we took them to a coffee bean something place. they did most of the talking as i took some slightly candid photos.
at around midnight, we decided to call it a night, dropped them off and went home.
i got home around 1 am today. i knocked on my folks' room and told them that i'll drive to las vegas. at around 3 am, i was able to fall asleep... after tossing, turning and masturbating to put me to sleep. no counting sheeps here, it's how many times you fuck someone in your fantasy.
i dozed off...
at 6am, "ron! wake up! you guys need to start going to las vegas!" i yelled out a loud "yeah, i'm coming!"
at 7am, "ron?!? are you awake? it's 7 am!" i told myself "shit, i slept." yeah i'm coming dear mother!
i stood up and walked towards my closet while my morning woody wobbled. i changed to something i'll be comfortable in. no underwear? nope, i have to wear undies. hmmm. pants... socks... extra undies... extra shirt... i packed all those in my bag and headed for the restroom.
i washed my face, brushed my teeth and smiled at myself in the mirror... i didn't bother to take a shower, sheez, i'm not showing up for anyone anyway, i'm just driving.
we left around 7.30am. it was a dragging drive, knowing that you have to come back to los angeles at the end of the day. we stopped by rancho cucamonga for gas, and san bernardino for breakfast at mcdonalds, i ordered bacon, sausage mcmuffin meal.
we arrived at the las vegas perimeter, my dad got busy with phone calls telling everyone that we would be arriving henderson at around 1pm.
we got to henderson shortly before lunch. only to realize that we forgot the keys to the house. fuck.
we were able to get in anyway. i decided to grab some lunch. on my way to jack in the box, i dropped by fiesta casino to gamble my one dollar. oh well...
dad and i ate as we waited for possible clients. i checked my watch, it was already 2 pm. i decided to doze off so i can drive better on our way home. i woke up around 5pm. i asked my dad, did anyone came in?
"yeah! there was one, didn't you notice?"
"dad, you know i sleep like a lard." he just laughed as we prepared to leave.
we left around 5.15pm and stopped by nevada landing for some quick grub.
after eating, my dad and i decided to stay put for a awhile to let our stomach rest... and gamble at the casino at the same time.
6pm... no sign of dad wanting to go home...
7pm... dad said "let's go"
7:30pm... i said "let's go" dad said "let's finish my bucket of quarters"
i played maxed, so the quarters finished quickly.
my dad said he won $400. wow. wat luck.
he gave me five dollars, and told me let's see how luck goes.
i told him, let's play it in the one dollar machine...
we played max... of $2 per bet.
we lost.
we left the vicinity around 7.45pm. i raced through the freeway... our one and only stop was victorville for a pee break, and i bought myself a soda.
4/4/05 23:21 |
yeah!
my room is now equipped with party equipment!!
gotta think through the other parties as well. hmm. rosalynne has shown no interest in that kind of a party right now... so i'm focusing more on john's.
it'll be on June 24. of course the guest list will be his to decide on. but he has already expressed his want to have my room decorated... again, for his birthday.
yeah, i got the klipsch 500W promedia 5.1 surround. base are just shaking... not the room.. but the entire freakin house. to quote my mom "Ron, can you lower the base? i can hear it all the way in our [her and my dad's] room." i test drove it with some hard bass hitting sagas like rage against the machine, nirvana, system of a down, and some metallica tracks. i also tried it with a movie, the incredibles was the only dvd i like in basti's library (after all, he's just 3 years old). i tried it and it was pretty well a blast.
sooooooo... moving along. my twit got a car on her own (great, i don't know if i can borrow it, lol, she loves it that much!). hmmm what else is new? i think i just have the ticket to go to my work's cypress campus. oh well, best of luck on that one... with that i can save freakin hours on driving.
funny thing is... mom thought i'm married... rosalynne thinks i'm married... papa thinks i'm married... hell... what's next? if they only knew our interesting story. oh well...
now what?
i'm going to take a full 12 unit this fall. as for this summer, i'm going to cut down my hours at work, that should be sufficient for me to lower my credit cards (do you know i spent about $800 in school related expenses spring 2004, and another $600 for fall last year). wo0o0
next time... 22:09 |
next time...
before making that huge assumption... ask before saying anything.
no. i am not married.
15:34 |
i am so tired right now. i think i abused my body so much the past
several
days. right now i can barely move without feeling my bones creaking.
my body a movin'
my bones a creakin'
eyelids a twitchin'
brains freezin'
uhh yeah.
yesterday i felt so relax when i did nothing in the afternoon. i
couldn't
sleep since my body clock prevents me to do so. ouch my back really
hurts. i
wonder what time i'm going home today? damn. i wish i can get home
early.
like a bridge... over troubled water... lalala...
i... i am the night... i am the day... i am the light gone astray...
the
fear... that's in your bones... that is i... i am the taker of
cause evil is our lair... cause evil is our lair!!
lalalala
humm di dumm dumm
woo00o0hhhhhoo0o0o0o0o0o0o0o...
you don't even have to try... it comes easy for you... the way you
move
is so appealing... it could make me cry... go out driving with my
friends...
in bobby's big old beat up car... i'm with a lot of people then i
wonder
where you are... good times, bad times, give me some of that... good
times,
bad times, give me some of that... good times, bad times... i don't
want to
say goodbye... don't want to walk you to the door... i spend a little
time
with you... i want a little more... good times, bad times, give me some
of
that... good times, bad times, give me some of that... good times, bad
times, give me some of that...
i love this song! i first heard this on the windows 95 cd rom installer
back
in 1997, when i was bored as shit. i started messing around the disc
and
found the music video included on it.
---
i found out yesterday that winamp doesn't support 5.1 speakers unless
you
force it to... and when you do force it, the sound is so dirty and
messed
up. windows media player can handle 5.1, so i guess i don't have a
choice
but use windows media player.
---
i watched music videos in the earlier part of yesterday. wow... i think
i'm
going to get korn's documentary next week and watch it on my surround.
let's
see... i want led zeppelin's dvd released on 2003... and also grab some
rage
against the machine's music videos (which really rocks! even though
there's
no more).... uhh wait! i DO have a dvd with music videos! i have rob
zombie's dvd with music videos on it. i gotta watch that one tonight.
my room is still a mess... i tried fixing some of them yesterday but
was too
pooped to do so.
oh well...
i'll clean it before a party then.
--
so far so good, i guess i'm going to check out some opening in medical
to
see if I can get myself transferred there.
--
gotta redesign this site...
i want real simplicity this time...
version 5?
version 4 was scrapped btw, twit thinks it's scary.
let's see... grunge... rock... simplicity... a white page with a small
logo
on the bottom left... menu will be on the right. hmmmm
but
before I do... i need to transfer my web service to another host... i
wonder
how I'll do that?
also... i want to put up my other site: angelicfall.com as a commercial
site... more like the graphic design website that i'll accept very
limited
graphic design work or something...
however... i have a much more important thing to do... the CD
sleeves
and the CD labels for the Singles Encounter 4. It's almost done, just
need a
few more tweaks on it.
12:22 |
i just burped.
and it smells like a mix of coffee, egg/potato and egg/franks burrito, and some sweet and spicy beef jerky.
yuck.
twit got a new car last saturday. mazda claims that it's a completely new car, but it is still based on their phased out model, the 323 (known in the US as the Protége). The engine is a lot bigger than the 323 though and the overall body figure is much sleeker. It comes with a sequencial stick shift, much like you're playing with your gran turismo (with only up and down for changing gears, without the need for clutch pedal). The car looks pretty small on the outside, however, what surprised me was the fact that it is much roomier on the inside. Even though I haven't test drive the car, i like the road feel and the tight hard turn. The acceleration is pretty great too, not like the 323 my aunt had before. I would say it's road grip is pretty good.
Table of Comparison: (2005 models only)
Engine Size:
Mazda35s - 2.3Liter i4/160 horsepower
Honda CivicSi - 2.0Liter i4/160 horspower
torque:
m35s: 150 lb/ft
si: 132 lb/ft
MSRP:
M35S: $17,105
Si: $19,320
Transmission:
M35S: Manual Standard, Sequencial Automatic Optional
Si: Manual Transmission Only
Economy:
M35s: 24/29
si: 26/31
i'm being lazy to add another car... i can't find another brand. i think kia has one... but i'll look at it later.