You're Les Miserables!
by Victor Hugo
One of the best known people in your community, you have become
something of a phenomenon. People have sung about you, danced in your honor, created all
manner of art in your name. And yet your story is one of failure and despair, with a few
brief exceptions. A hopeless romantic, you'll never stop hoping that more good will come
from your failings than is ever possible. Beware detectives and prison guards bearing
vendettas.
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Monday, August 20, 2007
Do You Hear The People Sing?
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Double Takes
Sa Loob ng Isang Oras
Sa loob ng isang oras
walang kaligayahan
sa salamin na kaibigan at tuso rin
Sa loob ng isang oras
umaapaw ang pawis
bumibilis ang pintig ng mga pusong bitin
Sa loob ng isang oras
dalawang utak ay iisa
ngunit walang gustong pumansin
Sa loob ng isang oras
pinipilit ang puso at isip
na gawa ay mahalin
Sa loob ng isang oras
walang umaatras
bawat isa doble ang aanihin
Message From Kit-Kit
My dear peej, I think you are in the age where your idealism is at its height. That's great! You keep questioning the world around us. It's not just in dance that there's a lack of love. The dance world just manifests the times we are in. But ain't it great that despite this fact, dance makes us feel our humanity. Even with a company where you feel lack of love, never feel alone. Your fellow seekers are always with you in spirit. Be Strong!
Monday, August 06, 2007
Baby Laugh
Babies are so beautiful. They have the power to remind you of all the good things in life. Like laughter.
Yesterday, I greeted my nephew as his mom was changing his diaper. He had just taken a crap and I was admiring his cute little butt. And, with my face a few inches away from that cute little butt, he sent a volley of feces soaring through the air. It missed my face and that of the mom's by a mere few inches. This left us in fits of laughter that echoed for several long minutes. The whole family was enjoined in this riotous moment reminiscent of the time when i peed directly into my godfather's mouth. Kharma.
Yesterday, I greeted my nephew as his mom was changing his diaper. He had just taken a crap and I was admiring his cute little butt. And, with my face a few inches away from that cute little butt, he sent a volley of feces soaring through the air. It missed my face and that of the mom's by a mere few inches. This left us in fits of laughter that echoed for several long minutes. The whole family was enjoined in this riotous moment reminiscent of the time when i peed directly into my godfather's mouth. Kharma.
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