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While browsing one of my favorite blogs, chicogarcia.wordpress.com, I saw his post about damnyouautocorrect.com. I immediately visited the site and AHA! the site is HI-LA-RIOUS!

Here are some posts which I really LMAO-ed on:

 

A Great Beginning for an Incredible Year

My 2010 ended with a bang. My 2011 was welcomed  with very loud and incessant cracks.

It has been two weeks since the New Year's Celebration. And... I must say I had a great start for 2011; except for the fact that my acad life was kick-started  by two heavyweight exams-- ES 11 and Physics 72. In addition, since I still got a hangover from the Christmas break, I wasn't able to study well; hence, I took the exam unprepared. And, at this very moment, I can strongly feel the bad vibes coming. It's just lurking out there waiting for the right time to smother me-- which, I assume, would be next week when the exam results are released.

Despite the aforementioned negativity, I still remain positive and ecstaticallly happy... well, most of the time, I am. I've really changed. Right now, I'm no longer as 'grade-conscious' as I was in high school. I bet because the level of difficulty has skyrocketed while my intelligence has plummeted. So, I decided to just enjoy my life.

A Flash Back
1/1/11
For me, Number One always has a positive connotation. It basically signifies success... You're on top... You're the best... I'm thinking, this year, with all the 1's in it would be a year of productivity and prosperity. OHAI!

As the superstition says, our general disposition at the very first day of the year would be, most likely, how our entire year would go. So, I stuck to the "better-safe-than-sorry" cliche and tried to be as happy and as properly-disposed as possible-- which I actually managed quite remarkably. It was easy since, on that very day, people around me were as bright and shiny as the stars.

On the night of 1/1/11, we decided to go gallivanting at Luneta Park and perhaps see the 'dancing fountain.' It's not an ordinary night; as expected, traffic was heavy. It was as clogged as my nose when I have a cold. (ha-ha). My cousin's husband drove patiently along Roxas Blvd. After almost an hour of burning our butts, we finally saw the flags of Luneta dancing with the breeze.

But the long wait was put to waste... we had no parking space for our car and worse, my cousin decided not to pursue our plan. Legions of people were out there and we have to lunge our way into crowd which spells a big fuss since we were bringing her one-year-old son with us.

We came up with the best alternative we could think of, go to MOA instead. It was merely out of not regretting the money we spent for the fuel and the long drive it took us to get there. Still, there were lots of people at MOA but relative to Luneta, it was a lot less.

As usual, picture here and picture there. Eat. Stroll. Eat.

Kuya Jappy(my cousin's husband), Tayshaun (my nephew), Ate Aye(my cousin), That's me!, Anne(my sister) and my Lola Susing. 

My sister, my cousin, my grandma, and Ate Margie(Tayshaun's yaya)

I don't know what's up with lola and her towels. (ha-ha). Her towels always manage to mess up our pictures. 

And... my life pretty much goes on like the brightest and most colorful fireworks.

I'll inhale positivity this year!

Stay the Night by James Blunt

A Very Potter Post

A touching Harry Potter post I found on Tumblr.
It almost brought me to tears. (LOL) Just Kidding.
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I have...

lost loved ones with Harry:

cried with Hermione:

fought with a best friend with Ron:

fought for a loved one with Sirius:

pulled pranks with Fred and George:

made bad decisions with Draco:

stood up for what was right with Neville:

found true friends with Luna:

never stopped loving someone with Snape:

tried to forget bad memories with Dumbledore:

AND STUCK WITH HARRY....
UNTIL THE VERY END....

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And now, I'm like:

LOST

I know... this show already ended but I just started watching it. (ha-ha) Why am I so late?! And the graphs above (sort of) summarize my experience. I don't know if I should watch it until its last season or just stop 'cause it's a waste of time and disk space.  

Honestly, I'm also kinda lost watching this show. 

A Very Merry Christmas

 It was my second time to spend Christmas away from home. Uhm... Actually, I must say not-so-far-away from home or maybe... almost-but-not-quite-home. I think I should go with the latter..."almost-but-not-quite-home."

It's really cool that my sister's already in Manila; and gladly, we also have some relatives here. They're not technically the home most of us consider but... I guess in the "home strata" (if such a thing exists), they come right next to our immediate family.

Unlike last year, we celebrated the Christmas at Ate Aye's place(my eldest cousin-mother's side). We started rocking and rolling at 6:00pm when my uncles, and my aunt, and my kiddie cousins arrived. We ate dinner together and devoured as much food as we could muster. Since one of my uncles just arrived from Dubai, we had a pretty long chitchat. When we already grew tired of talking, we set-up the Magic Sing and started our endless karaoke singing. We're a family of singers... FRUSTRATED singers. We burst into laughter when my three-year old cousin insisted on singing. He memorized a couple of songs and he was simply great. Spontaneous Cuteness is really a kid's advantage. The happiness kids exude is contagious. They smile, and without you noticing it, you also smile. Time passed quite rapidly. We got preoccupied with singing that we hadn't even noticed.  Finally, it was time for the Noche Buena.

As most Christmases are, It was a sleepless night. In our case, we were actually compelled not to sleep until 2:00am since we still needed to drive Tito Renato to the airport for his flight to Davao. At 2:30, we arrived at NAIA Terminal 3 and we were surprised to see the queue. It was unreal. We have never drove someone to the airport on a 25th of December before so, we got really overwhelmed by the crowd. Spending the Christmas with your family even just for a few hours is already a huge sacrifice. 

Truth be told... I'm not a sappy person. Celebrating the Christmas with anybody is absolutely fine with me as long as they're fun to be with.... SERIOUSLY.  Most of the time, I set negative emotions aside. And.. I don't believe in missing people. I think it's all just in our head. I do admit saying "I miss you" but honestly... I don't mean it. LOL. So much for me being insensitive...

Ooooh! I almost forgot. December 24 is also my Lola's birthday. This year, we celebrated her 71st happy year. Long live my Lola and I wish her more birthdays to come. :)

Inception GIF

I guess making GIFs is quite a fun way of spending my leisure. 

UP Lantern Parade

As an integral part of UP's Christmas Tradition, the Lantern Parade was once again colorfully conducted this year.  

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College of Architecture

Most of them wore Architrectural costumes. It was like a parade of epitomized buildings from all over the world. I think it would have been better if they included the Great Wall of China. (ha-ha)

My favorite in the Archi bunch...

I guess she must have strained her arms holding up that torch for hours. 

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College of Mass Comm.

Yes, they flaunted a humungous Ipod around the Acad Oval. I loved their gimmick... creative and innovative.

Their protests/clamors were also incorporated into their lantern. Well, in fact, it was the Ipod's main theme.

Interesting and Controversial

I've been quite fond of conspiracy theories lately and this brought me to stumble upon tons and tons of articles which, by the way, sometimes prompt my jaw to drop on the ground, make my eyes pop 100 meters away from their orifices, and worse... create more chaos in my already tumultuous brain. But, nevertheless, it has been quite a fun ride. Roller Coaster ride... really.. well, pretty much.

Symbolism.. Esoteric and Subliminal messages.. they are everywhere. That's what most conspiracy theorists say.
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This particular post from cuttindedge.org smites me the most. Primarily because I'm a Roman Catholic.

...let us show a picture of St. Peter's Basilica without the throngs of people, for the people standing around this obelisk are standing on a most damning piece of Satanic symbolism, thus hiding it quite well. They are standing on a circle surrounding the obelisk; further, this circle is divided into eight (8) sections with the obelisk in the middle. Study this carefully until you get it clearly in your mind.

As you examine this picture, you will realize that this obelisk is sitting in the middle of what looks like an 8-spoke wagon wheel. What does this symbolize? Let us begin just with the 8-spoke wagon wheel, pictured above. God Himself has defined Paganism as "worshipping the Creature rather than the Creator" [Romans 1:25], and He is right on the money. Demons are constantly trying to get men to worship something other than the One True God. They have been successful in getting man to worship Nature, Animals, Trees, Bees, Birds, Reptiles, the Sun, the Stars, and just about everything God has ever made. But, the easiest thing to get man to worship is sex . This is why Satanists created the 8-Fold Path to Enlightenment, with the circle in the middle. This circle represents the female vulva in their occult spiritual teaching.

The obelisk was created by the demon Prince of Egypt, one of the most powerful demons in Hell. He whispered in the mind of the Egyptian leaders that the Spirit of their Sun God, Ra, resided within the obelisk. The Egyptians were told to "face the obelisk" at least once per day, and thrice if possible. The obelisk is the perfect symbol of the erect Male phallus.

Thus, the obelisk was the Male phallus, while the circle represented the Female vulva. Whenever Satanists wanted to represent the Great Sex Act, they merely inserted the phallus of the obelisk into the vulva of the circle. It was slick and it was easy. Thus, Roman Catholics have created a Satanic depiction of the Great Sex Act in St. Peter's Basilica! The Pope and everyone in the Vatican can "face the obelisk" at least once per day, and thrice if possible! Every time the Pope speaks to the adoring faithful, he is "facing the obelisk", paying homage to the Great Sex Act!

One of the most interesting ironies of all time is that the institution that promotes religious celibacy the most is the same institution that has set up the Satanic Great Sex Act depiction in the very heart of their religious headquarters!

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I'm not an expert in deciphering symbols nor do I have a broad knowledge about them; so, I guess I just have to leave all this arduous figuring out to the savants. But one thing's certain St. Peter's Basilica is rife with symbolism and there are really creepy, weird, mysterious, dark and twisty things going on behind those seemingly sacred walls.