Duwag

Pwede ba! Kung wala kayo magawa sa mga buhay ninyo bakit hindi pa kayo maglason!
Kung gusto ninyo magkalat dun kayo magkalat sa bakuran ninyo!
Kapal naman nagmukha mo! Wala ka kahihiyan! Oo nakaproxy ka kaya hindi ako sigurado kung sino ka pero ang sigurado ko, WALA KA NGANG KWENTANG TAO DUWAG KA PA.
Natatawa ka ba kase napagiisip mo kame susme, isipin mo nalang kung ilan tao ang awang awa at tawang tawa sayo sa mga pinaggagawa mo! Manawa ka naman, mahiya ka sa balat mo kung meron ka nun.
Pati ba naman dito sa sarili ko lugar magkakalat ka! Para kang asong kahol ng kahol dahil walng pumapansin. Ayan pinansin ka na? Masaya ka na malamang?! Pero pinansin ka kaya dahil kapansin pansin ka o para lang manahimik ka dahil SALOT ka na!?
Bakit hindi ka gumawa ng sarili mo blog at dun ka magngangangawa!

Sows!

If you'll be looking at my chatbox (located at the right side of my blog) you'll see a very funny pathetic messages there. I won't be deleting the shouts yet.
If I'll be considering what bloggers will say when they receive this kind of "shouts" on their blogs, I'll say thats foul, offensive, disturbing, abusive ect. ect.
But reading these makes me laugh, hard, why? the person's too scared. Why do you have to use a proxy site to access my blog account? Yes, my dear, we do receive notification and got information on what ever was posted on our blog site. Who ever, when ever, how ever and where ever. Funny you have to use someone elses name and use a proxy site? And those messages aren't even addressed to me. How pathetic is that?Using a bloggers site just to say nasty things about other people, can't you see. you're just making your self a laughingstock of those people and then you'll brag about it, pathetic!
Please do your self a favor, get over it!
Manawa ka naman. Para kang nagcrack ng joke pero magwawala ka pagpinagtawanan ka?Dusko pwede ba..

Thoughts - Toyomansi

I thought Shhh.. What's your secret? Secrets....a brilliant idea from the sick mind of Mo Twister is the only stuff that would make me laugh hard today, darnit I was wrong.. Ang dami naman kase nangengelam, lahat ba talaga ng sabihin ko issue hahaha..
Please I'm begging don't make me one hell of an evil person again, mygulay, do your self a favor dude mind your own business! If you can't say anything right, or if your not certain about things(which is obvious, na wala talaga) and if you don't even hold a single fact, just keep your f*cking big mouth shut!
I ate siomai last night the only solid food I ingest and I went crazy about it haha! So before heading home I bought 3 single orders of it hahaha! Pagdating sa bahay natulog agad ako, kakagising ko nga lang eh, tapos may nabasa agad ako pinaalala ung toyomansi na sawsawan na siomai ko hahaha!
Mga tao talaga pinapatawa ko maigi, nakakatawa ka, take note nakakatawa hindi nakakatuwa. Mangangaral nanaman ba ko? Na hindi maliit, masikip at maputik mundo ko hahaha. Kahit pa dito sa blog na ito hindi lahat ng nagyayari sakin nandito, hindi lang isa blog ko noh.. Sus, like what I always say, this blog is the part of me who wanted to open up and share. Pero meron parin malaking parte ng buhay ko ang para sa akin lang, ganon ako kadamot. Ngayon kung hindi magkasing lawak at magsinghaba ang pangunawa ko, sayo, wag mo na lang subukan arukin o hanapin ang pinto para mabuksan ang ibang parte, dahil ngayon palang sinisigurado ko hindi mo mapapasok un.
Yun lang, kakain muna ulit ako siomai na miss ko ung sawsawan, ung toyomansi at uma bagoong din dito para sa mangga ko hahaha!
Disclaimer: kung binabasa mo ito hindi ikaw yan, unless conceited ka para angkinin, sige go lang..

Thoughts

Sakit parin ng ulo ko, I've written 2 poems today and one pending kalokohan(essay). Eto madalas ko gawin when ever I wanted to forget about things, when I wanted to ignore the usual things I do, when I don't want to be affected by those pollutants surrounding me, but then again, I end up having a bad headache and being frustrated than ever. Writing has been a therapy for me, nakakalimutan ko ung oras when ever I'm writing. Kung ano ano pumapasok sa utak ko, I can pretend, nang walang naapektohang ibang tao, wala kailangan itago becuase I'm writing it, walang kailangan intindihin dahil ako ang nagsusulat, its like tapping my fingers while listening to my favorite music, ganon siya ka simple, minsan reflexes na lang at ganon ako kakomportable. Pero bakit nga ba ko nagsusulat? Bakit ko ba pinapaskit ang ulo ko kakaisip ng mga salita para lang magkatugma tugma nga ito? Bakit kailangan ko kalakalin mga hidden emotions, thoughts, opinions etc. ko?

Hhhmmmm wala lang, para sakin self expression, gusto ko may evidence lahat ng nangyayari sakin, tapos pagbinalikan ko tatawanan ko na lang, diba nakakaaliw ung ganon feeling. Ung tipong nasasabi mo lahat ng mga nasa utak mo ng walang iniintidi. Minsan kase feeling ko infomation overload na ko eh hahaha. Hindi naman kase ko atribida, most of the time I keep mum if ever I'm not being ask. kahit na kung ano ano nang opinyon pumapasok sa utak ko.
I'll quote this

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the
outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy
to creativity is self-doubt. ~Sylvia Plath

And yes, I have guts coz I mostly write about my life, mine alone and no one can't take that away. Self-doubt sometimes is inevitable but for me writing is aswell a devotion, a passion and an instinct.

Chameleon

Just read through a co-symbianizer's blog,(asher thanx) it made me think. Qouted

I always ask for you to post your previous poems and other writen works, its
because I wanted to learn from you through those writen works and level up my
knowlage about you. Keep the poems flowing. Ms Understood. :blush:

Hhhmmmm, only few people could really get into my mind, my thoughts. I'm quiet, unreadable, a chameleon. Why chameleon? A friend once told me that I'm really good in showing people that I'm OK even though I'm broken, shattered, jaded, sullen inside, I can crack jokes anytime I want, I can laugh even though I'm crying inside, I can blend, I can pretend, I can show people what I want them to see(not on the negative note). Hardly they know what I really am thinking, feeling.
Why? I used to show people that I'm tough, independent, wise and private, no room for failure. I can't show people I'm crying, don't want to let them know I'm weak, won't let them learn about my frailness. That's the reason I have to create an armor to protect my self, but that clad is like a dagger that's slowly wounding me inside, the part of me who's longing to be understood. So I guess I have to let people in. I have to let them know my other side, let them peek through my thoughts, on how complicated and enigmatic my life is, introduce them to someone, named shayne.

Chinkzssays: Mga sinasabi ng magulo at matabang utak ko..

Wala lang naisip ko lang gawin isang blog ang mga nasusulat kong kalokohan.. hindi ko rin kase alam na tatagal ung Mental Diarrhea ko at pagiging trying hard kong magsulat at makakagawa ko ng iba pang essay/opinyon na sinasabi ng matabang utak ko (matabang utak = utak na nababalutan ng fats)

Pakalat kalat kasemga nasusulat ko, naiisip ko tuloy isahin na lang para unti lang mayamot sa pagbabasa ng walang kabuluhan (minsan meron din naman kahit papaano) na essay/opinyon ko ung mga poems nsa isang blog ko. Karamihan dito matagal ko na naisulat.

Eto po ay laman ng utak ko, bunga ng kabagutan sa opisina, sinasabi ng isip ko habang lumalaki lalo eyebugs ko, mga kalokohan napupulot ko kung saan saan.. mga sermon at pangaral na natatagap ko dahil sa at kung ano ano pang opinyon ko sa buhay buhay.. At mga pangyayari narin sa araw araw na nakakapagtipa ko ng letra sa keyboard ko..
Sa mga babasa pagtiyagaan ninyo na lang po..


- by Shayne "chinkay" Antonio