100 ways to say Fuck You

Funny that one of the first few words that we learn from foreign languages are cuss words aside from the usual "Hello", "Good Morning", "Good Evening", and  "I Love You". I stumbled upon this particular image while I was blog hopping. This is the ultimate guide!

But I beg to disagree with the Filipino translation. It should not equate to Putang Ina. Son of a Bitch may be a more appropriate english translation for Putang Ina. But the heck! I’m fine with it. It sounds better than Kantutin Kita and it sounds more "malutong" .

It's kinda weird that Putang Ina is highlighted compared to the other translations. Perhaps it's widely used across the globe as Filipinos are in the every corner of this planet.

Coron, Palawan

Here’s a postcard I shot from our Coron trip last year. I fell in love with natural beauty of the place the first time I got there — breathtaking views, virgin white sand beaches, clear water, fresh seafood, friendly people, watersports, and more!

I’m planning to visit the Calamian group of islands in northern palawan again this May. I hope that the weather will cooperate this time. Last year, we were stuck in the middle of Siete Picados during a storm. Traumatic. Tara! Byahe na!

Why do cars always break down on flyovers or in narrow roads?

That's one of the mysteries that I have been trying to figure out. Often times, these traffic incidents cause major traffic -- a terrible headache for motorists. Perhaps it's just a series of coincidental events or there may be a paranormal explanation for that. What do you think? Why on flyovers, in narrow roads, or in bottleneck areas?!?

“Para kang ipis. Natatakot ako sa tuwing lilipad ka.”

En route back to GMA from the ingress at SMX, 2ns tuned in to LSFM as a true kapuso. And Papa Dan's on air (whatta heck of a show. so funny)! Heard the aforementioned quote in tonight's broadcast.

Papa Dan: Ano ang sasabihin mo kay Michelle ngayong alam mong lilipad pala sya paalis ng bansa?

Guy1: *moment of silence*

Papa Dan: Hindi ka marunong sumagot eh. *states the quote above*

Classic! ROFTL! Sobrang bumenta sa akin that I can't stop laughing at that moment. I'm gonna use this hirit one of these days.

Paranormal encounter in the house

I've had another freaky paranormal encounter. This time, inside our beloved home.

Last night was Black Saturday. The rest of the household went ahead to the chapel to hear the easter vigil mass. I was left alone at as I had some urgent matters to attend to. After finishing what I need to do, I took a quick shower and hurriedly dressed up to be on time for the mass.

I was walking down the stairs, the door of my grandmother's room slowly opened with this eerie squeak. I stopped for a moment to assess if there's a burglar in the house. But apparently, there's none. I started walking down again then suddenly, the door slammed close. I went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water then had the guts to check out the room. There's no one inside. The windows are closed thus the wind couldn't be the culprit. Freaked out, I immediately left the house.

It didn't end there. When I was locking the front gate, I heard the door of my parent's room open and close similar to what happened earlier. I stood still. It couldn't be the wind as the windows of my parents room are all closed. It couldn't be a household member or a burglar as there's no one inside the house. So what else could it be?

I told my siblings about this while ago only to confirm that they also had the similar encounters within the house.

Freaky

on security checkpoints

Be it in malls, the MRT, or any establishments, I still can't dig the purpose of the security checkpoints. The security guards are being paid for merely opening the bags of the masses and making dutdot the stuff inside the back with their magical wands ala harry potter -- "wingardium leviosa". As if they are actually checking the items inside the bags. Restricted items won't float and reveal themselves just by poking random items inside the bag with the stick.
Kakainis.

Photo credit: http://www.life.com/image/1537501

on coffee shops...

Here at Coffeebean now with my siblings for a little bonding moment.
Just a random thought: I can't still get the point why people are hooked up buying overpriced coffee. More than a hundred bucks for a cup of coffee? For me that's impractical. I'd rather spend that amount on food or other necessities. But the heck. That's their money. Perhaps I'm just not a fan of coffee.

Photo Credit: http://wwff.wordpress.com/

B.O.R.E.D

Stuck at home this holy week. Aside from fulfilling my holy obligations and entertaining a few work-related calls and SMS, I have nothing else to do. I might as well spend the free time that I have in organizing all my stuff -- my closet, book collection, mp3 collection, and photography portfolio.

Just in case this obsessive-compulsiveness adrenaline runs off my veins, I have plans of baking cookies (yes! after more than a year of not baking anything at all!), play the piano or have a movie marathon.

There's this strong urge within me to go out with my friends but good luck with that! I doubt it if there's an establishment where I could possibly hang out. Definitely, I'm stuck here.