Beware, for I am a "murderer!"
If this is true, boy I’d laugh even harder than how I am laughing right now.
Palma also said that politicians who win the elections should strictly adhere to the teachings of the Catholic Bishops.
“Voters should support worthy candidates, determined by us.” Palma said.
DETERMINED BY THEM? REALLY? Wow! Strong naman nila! Are the Catholic Bishops Jesus Christ? Are they God? Or perhaps that Golden Throne is just giving them illusions. Hahaha, this is so retarded. I rarely comment on this issue because it’s obviously going nowhere, but this is just too much!
This is exactly why I dropped religion (emphasizing: religion, not God) from my life. Some Catholics seem to have a different Jesus. Heavens save us all.
Disrespect, Stupidity, Silence.
Anyone who runs at night knows that they are getting a different kind of high. I do most of my running and jogging-walking, whether for leisurely pursuits or training for something physically challenging, at night because I love the fact that the temperature’s just right; I still get to sweat it out without being too exhausted from the sun (and because I’m not a morning person). I run around my village because I cannot be bothered to go outside and run elsewhere unless I joined a running event. I find that comforting because I get to know the neighborhood better, and I thought I’d be safe because heck, it’s a village, a gated village with well-lit streets at night and roving security guards. Well, I used to.
Tonight’s probably the last time I’ll ever run around my village at night (or even in the morning). That sucks like fucking hell because I don’t really run anywhere else. Following the events of my house being number n in the village to suffer from a really terrifying modus operandi of some stupid shitheads, I should have already been more keen and suspicious towards relevant things and people, but I never really knew that this village is filled with a shitload of shitheads. I thought they were just isolated cases despite the growing number, and sad to say even the kids are a part of it (just yesterday, my neighbor caught a kid stealing something from them).
I run around different areas of my village. I don’t really have a particular route, I just go wherever the mood takes me. Tonight I ran around 2 streets and decided to stick to that route because I didn’t feel like going too far. Into my first 5 minutes, I passed by this guy who I can assume is just around my age or slightly younger who was just walking along. I passed him a second time upon my next turn to the same street. Then I passed another guy of the same age as the first one probably, but he was just sitting on a corner, busily texting away on his cellphone. Then I decided to run around a different street, but still close to the first route I used. 30 minutes into my run, I was passing by this sari-sari store around a corner, where a few people were talking and laughing with each other. That’s when I heard a bicycle approaching from behind, so I moved to the gutter to make way. But the fucking bastard was intentionally going my way. And he was laughing! Gigitgitin niya ako. The road was very wide and open so I don’t see any point why he was going to drive his bike SO FUCKING CLOSE TO ME. He was the first guy I passed earlier. I felt really aggravated that moment when he was leaning sideways on my direction to hit me or squeeze me in or something that I was already on the move to box him out of his bike and break the daylight out of his bones. I stood my ground and was about to pull him off the damned bicycle when a second bike came rushing in, with a guy I haven’t seen yet, and accompanied the first bastard. I had no choice but to completely go on a full break and let them speed ahead. That’s when the third guy, the guy who was sitting on the corner and texting, came up to them and started to jokingly punch the guy on the bike who tried to hit me, as if congratulating him. I walked away slowly and ran off as fast my legs can to another street before going home.
I swear, what the hell was the point? To me it all seemed like a joke or a dare that they willingly took on because if they wanted to steal my phone which I was plainly holding they could have just grabbed it on the go. What the fuck? Bastusan? If only there was just that one guy, I would have gladly beat the shit out of him because I can and I will. They were stick-thin, you know, like malnourished sickly humans who don’t eat well (I’m not being offensive, I’m describing them). But 3 against 1 isn’t very appealing to me and I decided I’m better off safe than sorry. THEY WEREN’T EVEN OLD ENOUGH. What. Was. The. Fucking. Point. Why didn’t they do that to the mid-aged couple who was running on almost the same pace as mine? Why didn’t they play their nasty games to the guys who run around that street too? Because I’m a female, and running alone? Weak fucking shits, I say. Weak fucking shits. I couldn’t report them because they didn’t touch me. But I swear one day when I see him again, that guy who almost hit me intentionally, I will make him see the seven hells. He will have his day. By my hands or not, he will have his day.
No matter if that was just a passing joke or something more serious, I felt really scared, but angrier. I should have brought the pepper spray with the hand strap for running. I just can’t believe someone would even bother doing that. It was very stupid and needless to say, they were immature morons. I’m just glad it wasn’t something serious, or if it was, I’m glad that nothing happened to me.
Stay safe, night runners. Never run alone.
I will wait for this! It does have a sort of Game of Thrones feel, doesn’t it? I mean, when I saw the girl my first thought was “Ygritte?” (I went for Ygritte because I refuse to admire Melisandre).
Random child-like kisses at the grocery store.
2 years and 3 months, still keeping me sane. ♡
“How’d you get a license?” - Luis
Does driving in GTA count as practice for driving in real life? Because I certainly learned how to make proper turns and reverse-driving from GTA, haha.
Reblogging because it is relevant.
Me, all the time. Of course my favorite is the bottom-right *crack crack!* :))
(via foxylolo)
Source: The Globe and Mail
Stark’s Iron Marble Throne.
I’ve been doing this routine-slash-trick with Stark recently, something I learned from Cesar Millan, wherein whenever I have to put down his food bowl, he has to control himself from going to it immediately. I just put his bowl down, then he starts jumping around like crazy and he barks a lot (like he’s telling me “Food! Food! Feed me! Feed me now!”), and then I snap my fingers and tell him to sit or stay put, and he just sits there staring at his food before I give him the command to eat. It’s so nifty because when I didn’t try this with him before, he’s already all over me when I haven’t even put the bowl down and it just makes a mess of things. Now he’s more controlled and calmed while eating. :-)
Anyway, about the photo, I just shot this with my phone earlier because it was so funny, and it was the first time I saw him doing it: He was sitting on the marble step, like it was a throne, while waiting for me to allow him to eat. Hahahaha. Cute furry buttocks :P
I have decided to spend most of my vacation hours learning and re-learning to do a lot of different things, and one of them is cooking. When I’m just at home, most of my time is spent in the kitchen. There’s just something about cooking that calms my nerves, and it just thrills me whenever I finish cooking something properly!
Miggy helped me with this one: Cream based spinach, mushroom, and bacon linguine with Oreo (and M&M’s) cheesecake! It was sooooo good =P~ Yay for a fatty summer!
Because Ronnie and I have been chatting the night (and morning) away, I suddenly remembered this photo she took with my laptop’s camera. I still hate her for doing this to me and to my dog, but I also love her at the same time for being so crazy. Even for just a few hours, I was able to forget all of my worries. I don’t need all of the stress and bullshit this world’s giving me. All I need are my true friends. :-)
Material World Quotation of the Day:
“Ay, pag hindi touchscreen hindi ko bibilhin!”
-Random woman at the mall.
Seriously?
