I Killed Spiderman

I saw this big, hairy spider in my room the other night. So I killed it. And when my mom found out, she said to me: "ay bakit mo pinatay? baka guardian angel mo yon." (why did you kill it? it might have been your guardian angel). My mom is so weird...

Nonsensical IM Conversations Entry #1

I IM with my friends all the time. It's a great thing to do at the office if you want to appear to be hard at work (just make sure no one can see your monitor and that your speakers are on mute). Most of the time I end up having pointless conversations about the most absurd of topics because I am just weird like that and so are my friends. So I thought I'd post exerpts from some of my IM transcripts just to show you. This will be part of what I hope to be a continuing series called "Nonsensical IM Conversations".

Entry #1 - The Holy Family

*A conversation with Mr. RJ Paculan

rjpaculan: every holy thursday we have pabasa
official_choob: really?
rjpaculan: uh huh
official_choob:
you spend the whole day praying?
the praying paculans!!!!
hehehe
rjpaculan: not praying! pabasa-ing!
official_choob: don't you pray during the pabasa?
rjpaculan: well yes
official_choob:
do you flagellate yourselves also?
the flagellating faculans
hhahaha
rjpaculan: hahaha

END.

Feblahblah 2007

Nooninooninoo... nothing for feb.

Welcome To Me

Hello! I am moving my blog from friendster to here... So I am welcoming myself to this new home. Welcome to me! Welcome!!! You can read my old posts here.

I Am Allergyboy

As far back as I was 7, I remember always waking up with hardened snot all over my nose. So gross... And come the rainy and christmas seasons, my nose would just be running like a racehorse. Then there were the constant sore throats, sinus aches and marathon sneeze fests (my record - ten in a row). Now, I didn't actually know what I had or what was wrong with me up until I was about 23 years old. Apparently, I have what is known as allergic rhinits. I have a whacked immune system that overeacts when certain allergens (like dust) enter my nasal passage resulting in an inflammed upper respiratory tract. It's a bitch. Really. It is. But thank goodness for my good doctor and the medication he prescribes me (my friend, Sam, thinks i'm a junkie).

Antihistamine is my friend.

I love it. It takes away my snot, and makes me sleepy. To the person who invented it, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

So this is my blog. Just some random thoughts from the mind of an adorably, goodlooking chronic sneezer.

*die, dust mites, die!*

See? Very random. Enjoy your stay. Hatchoo!