my sister can really shout. like i'm-gonna-kill-you-today-if-you-dont-do-what-i-say shout. she can say things in the best way they could be said in that you (who she's talking to) are gonna have to think and realize, 'oh yeah i was wrong' or 'oh yeah, i missed that'. she can make you have cardiac arrest alive for at most a whole day when you think you did something wrong and she's gonna find out when she gets home. it's horrible but sometimes just totally necessary.
i'm a procrastinator. and if you don't nag me, or if i don't nag myself, i'm probably just gonna drop dead in front of my readings and homework. it's nothing to be proud about but it's something i find difficult to control so i have to live with it. my sister, well she's angry with me, most of the time because of my own fault. i don't hear her out or i don't do things when i can. i cram to the last minute. again, not proud but hard to control.
lately, she's been too irritated and it's very hard when she's irritated. we eventually got used to her just walking around the house and yelling shit. somehow it's not so much as the content of her ranting that makes us crunch up but the loudness of her blabbering. i think we've established that she was born pissed and will forever be the ass that she is. that's how she is. and even my mom told us that it's kinda gonna be that way until she expires. so.
yesterday she yelled at me for not buying something for my dad that she has asked me to do ages ago. yes, my fault. there is no doubt in that, i procrastinated i know. she also yells so much at the dogs for being extra eager to see us when we come home. she yells on buses, jeeps and vios cars that have nothing better to do but be dumb on the highway. she yells on the maid for not being able to do this and that, clean here and there, find this and that. yes she is one pain in the eardrums. she one person who you just want to hit in the face with a bat while she starts talking too loud.
on the issue of 'myself', on the other hand, i've been tamad lately. and really careless, useless, non-productive even. the type of person you could bury in the sand for some time and no one will notice missing. i don't know. i kinda am feeling fed up with all the readings and homework and shit. i just wanna lie down and do nothing. they said you could be dissatisfied doing nothing. really?
urgh, leck. KAYA KA NASISIGAWAN E, you lazy ass. get your life straight, will you? it aint working. you gonnn dahh.
today i watched the tribute concert/ burial program of mr. jackson. he's just phenomenal. people love him so much and whatever shit haters say about him, he will always be THE MICHAEL JACKSON branded the GREATEST ENTERTAINER EVER by motown and many people.
he wrote so much songs. he conveyed so many messages--- heal the world, we are the world, it dont matter if you're black or white. he bridged gaps; he made history; he was great. who knew music could open so many dimensions? apparently he did. i mean, he was just singing and dancing but the world saw so much more past that.
to mr. MICHAEL JACKSON,
p.s. i'm currently trying to write a song for MJ. hopefully i finish it and hopefully it turns out fine.
name: christiano ronaldo 
this one's photoshop-ed
in my dad's words: "KUNG DI PA SILA MANALO, EWAN KO NA LANG." hahah.
yes, lebron james and shaquille o'neil will be on the same team next season. woot! nice.
this is funny. :)