Come on, I know you wanna give it a try. :> Think of this writing challenge as a regular survey. I know you like surveys. THIS IS OPEN TO ALL.

Choose one set of conditions made up of three elements (Jean's challenge consisted of six but I lessened it so that it'll be shorter :.). Write about it. Then, post it on your site and repost another set of conditions.

1. The character is a squirrel who fancies himself a knight. His vomit turns objects to gold. The ending is set in Starbucks.

2. Mac invents the iToilet. Nelly Furtado sings in the shower. Character is thrown into a dump site.

3. A dog raises his hind leg but the intention is not what it seems (haha). Snow White actually had her skin bleached. There is a gay man in the story.

4. In the middle of the story, character finds out that he's not what he thinks he is. The story ends before sunrise. Sister of the lead character  wears a neon green nail polish.

5. The ghost of a chinchilla hunts Donnatella (sp?) Versace. The result is an earthquake in Maldives. A boy named Tom gets his hand amputated.

6. Geometry in Philippine public schools is taught in Icelandic. Pyramids are made of lotion. Character commits "death with dignity".

7. Walt Disney created Dragon Ball. Lilo is Filipino. Stitch is Irish.

8. Jeeps are the purebloods. Tricycles are the half-bloods. Taxis are the house-elves.

9. Tokio Hotel sings an Aegis song on Nicole's 18th birthday. Project Runway starts its 54th season. Sunrise is at 12 am.

10. Mickey secretly wants Donald. Goofy wears braces. The ending is a tragedy.

This was a writing challenge given to me by Jean Padilla. I am to write a story given a set of conditions that I have to comply with.

I thank Jean (for giving me something to do during grad practices), Nicdom (for reluctantly porviding the scratch paper. Nah, I actually stole the pad from her), Maricar (for answering a question), and Titi (for listening or at least pretending to).

Condition: 7)The story ends during a meal. The story takes place in the early morning. A character will take a bath, but the intention behind the action is not what it seems. A character is enraged throughout most of the story. During the story, a character makes a life-changing decision. The character is a charmingly confused artist who likes doughnuts and pokemon.

I open the tap. I let the hot water cascade down the contours of my skinny 20-year old frame. See, I’ve been meaning to try this for a very long time now. My friends tell me it’ll be the best thing that’ll ever happen to my otherwise uneventful adolescent life. I reach down gingerly, unsure if I was touching the right spot. This is it. I’m finally gonna be a man.

I take a deep breath. I scrub it clean first then I apply a little pressure. Then, more pressure. And, some more. I think this ought to do. I press down a little bit harder and let go. I give it one last slap. I let out a sigh of relief and look down at my newly-acquired gem.

And, there it is, looking back at me, a temporary tattoo of Pikachu in all his black and yellow glory just below my belly button.

I grab a doughnut as I make my way through the door, unsuccessfully avoiding the receiving end of a string of choice curse words from the AA[1] founder himself, Bird Byng, otherwise known as my bastard of a step dad.

 
♣ ♣ ♣

It’s a quarter before 5 in the morning and the train ride sways me right and left. Right and left. Right and left. It sways me to temporarily lose consciousness. I open my eyes a little later to find that we’ve passed five stops already – three more before mine. I wait. We pass Hushzpurt. An old lady enters through the sliding doors and slips beside me. She winks suggestively. She offers me her goodies. I take a peek at the basket and grab a doughnut.

We stop at Djent. Awful morning silence fills the compartment as the rays of the sun greet the sleepy eyes of the morning passengers. Employees, who try as they might to impress their bosses by showing up at work earlier than necessary and still earns no credit, start to fill up the train. We pick up some more at Arms Pit. The men of Arms Pit are a little hairy while their women are a bit on the malodorous side.

♣ ♣ ♣

Next stop should be mine. But it never comes in the story. And it never will. You won’t even know what it’s called. I’ll never find it for reasons unknown until now. There are days when I insist that there is such a place – it was just a matter of simple miscalculation. Others, I simply blame oversleeping. The next few days go by and I barely care. The incident or the lack thereof leaves me disoriented. I grab a doughnut every now and then. Occasionally, Bird Byng takes home “friends” whose profession I have a good guess of. They go into his room and talk. And talk. And talk some more. And more. More. And more.

♣ ♣ ♣

That day in the train, I ride until the driver reaches the final stop. I let the gentle old chap take me with him as he gets charged by the hour and I don’t. I get off the train at around 1 in the afternoon. I’m not sure of where I am but I’m sure of what I’m gonna do next. I’m hungry, but I wait ‘til the same rays of the sun that greeted me earlier wave their smug goodbyes, sure that they’ll be back tomorrow. It would be clever to avoid the rush hour. Avoid, I did. I ride another train back home. But, before that, I make a short stop at a random station.

I make sure that nobody is looking. I reach into my messenger bag for a can. I brought two and an extra. I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I stand close to a wall – barely lit, and away from prying eyes – to give me privacy. I get a can, make sure that I got the right one. I raise my hand and start with a gentle stroke. Yellow, yellow, yellow. Black, black, black.  Then, two red circles. Done. My spray cans are done for, but the result is life-changing.

Pikachu, you have changed my life forever.

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I get home too late for Bird Byng’s taste. He harangues me. I get a box of doughnuts and sit in front of my 15-yr old television set. “Don’t Forget the Lysics” has just started. I turn the volume to its maximum to drown out Bird Byng’s tasteful choice of words. I take a bite off my doughnut. At last, all is right in the world.

If it's any indication of how I feel about them, I'm placing my token for my third year partner-to-be in a barf bag. :)) Wait, seriously. When we went to Singapore a long time ago, I took a barf bag from Singapore Airlines home with me and until now, it's still unused and crisp and pleasant-looking so I just decided to use it since I don't have wrapping paper anyway. I guess I don't barf that much, do I? Haha.

Anyway, it's not that bad.

I just finished Military Misdemeanors! :) I really learned a lot. Most of the scandals there were from the 1800s up to the early 1900s and most involved European countries. I actually noticed a recurring pattern although I'm not sure if I remember everything correctly.

If it's about the Germans, (more than the usual massacres and genocides) you can bet that it's either about adultery or homosexuality.

If it's about the French, same, it can be adultery or homosexuality and their red trousers. :)) Occasionally, a transvestite spy comes along (Chevalier d'Eon <-- I just love him/her!).

If it's about the English, usually it involves the Navy and corruption. BIG TIME CORRUPTION and occasional cowardice. Oh, and stupidity.

If it's about the US (during the time when it was still a baby), hmmm... you'll find reasons to hate such esteemed names as Eisenhower, Roosevelt, Reagan... they also love spying on the Russians.

Did you know that the famous Muhammad Ali was considered a coward because when asked to serve in the army, he tried with all his low IQ to dodge the draft? So much for the thrilla in Manila...

So far, my favorite scandalous countries are Russia and Switzerland. To know why, just ask me some other time cos I'm starting to get laaazy.... :)

PRAY FOR OEDIPUS REX.

He is not feeling well. He is not responding to Sam (my computer - short for SAMsung). He is currently in the intensive care unit - i.e. my drawer - and to rub salt on the wound, one of his ears is broken. This time, it's my fault because I accidentally stepped on it. :))

That's not my point.

For the record, LJ is not slow internet-friendly. It only becomes alive when your DSL is well and kickin' and mine isn't. I am predicting an imminent death...

BTW, congratulations to Kara! She has a laptop now! I can only imagine what she's doing right at this very moment. Haha. Better yet, I can only imagine what the first few gigabytes of her laptop's drive C would contain. :))


ANYWAY >>>


I never thought I'd get to experience what I did today especially considering that I'm a bit too old to revisit arcades again. Actually, I do have a past with arcades. Ironically, they're just too painful to tell. And it's not even funny. Back to the topic, after Ekon the exam (DAMN RIGHT IT'S FINISHED!), I took a track and field practical test under the hot scorching sun in my friggin' gala uniform! That was hilarious in so many degrees. Even our PE teacher was laughing at us. But, I like her anyway. :)

Since Fiona was still taking tests in the Guidance Office and the other two can't be found, I decided to just hang out in the jologs court with the mural people just so I can ride Char's skateboard. HEEEEY, WHAT DO YOU KNOW? I RIDE A SKATEBOARD NOW. :)) My brother wouldn't believe that. He thinks I'm too much of a wimp. And I pretty am. I'm a pretty wimp. :>

Sooo, after all that, we went to Lilly's house. OHMYGAWD THEY HAVE A CAT. AND THAT'S NOT ALL. THEIR CREEPY CAT DELIBERATELY CRAWLED UP ON HER MASTER LILLY'S SHOULDER JUST SO SHE CAN LAY DOWN HER MISCARRIAGED (SP?) KITTEN. Just thinking about it right now is making the hairs on my neck stand up. Poor Lilly and her gala uniform. :)) Everytime I get LSS-ed with ♪Bleeding Love♪, I just try to change the word with breathing cos the scene just plays back and back....

Trinoma was the next place to be. We weren't really keen on watching a movie so we went to Timezone instead. Well, well, well. The next thing I know:

• The mic of the karaoke machine only works for Fiona.
  
• Lilly rocks at racing (may it be with a car, or a motorcycle or the thing that poor people use as a mode of transportation if they happen to live by a railway). :))
• Kara's vocal side is exposed when she rows boats.
  
• I have a natural knack for violence.
  

We left the place after, what, four hours? five? Don't know.

BY THE WAY. SAD NEWS. DANNY NORIEGA IS OUT OF AI. :( I shall pray for a prosperous future career for that very gay gentleman. :)

Yipeeee! In less than 15 hours, I'm finally gonna be rid of school. I'm finally gonna be able to start reading my books. I'm finally gonna be able review for a chapter test in my Spanish text book. Unfortunately, I'm still in the first chapter. :)) I'm starting from scratch, baby.

(Oh now, look. LJ starts working properly now that I've started in Multiply. Great.I'm just gonna cross-post.)

Meanwhile, the last few "working" days of school are going well. I call them "working" days because the next few weeks will prolly be ULTRA MEGA PETIKS. I don't know. I'm just imagining.

The whole class room (or at least a quarter of it) are hooked on Mariah's ♪Touch My Body♪. Every once in a while, you'll hear a faint "...touch my body, put me on the floor, wrestle me around.." while taking a test.

Tomorrow, I'll start working on a story. I have a couple of ideas already but I don't know yet if they're good enough for JEAN's standards. Haha.

AaAAAAH!!! Gala tomorrow. I almost forgot.

I must go down and start the washing machine.

I joke, of course. :|

Once you've opened this bulletin, there's no turning back. Below are true descriptions of zodiac signs, wih traits written 35 years ago by an astrologist predictionist. Read your sign then repost this with your zodiac sign and label it. If you don't repost this, you will have a badluck for as long as it says on your description.

Virgo: The Whore
Dominant in relationships. Sexy. Someone loves them right now. Freak in bed. Always wants the last words. Caring. Smart. Intellectual. Attractive. Loyal. Easy to talk to. Hard to forget. Love at first sight. Everything you ever wanted.Easy to please. The one and only. The ultimate sexiness. Great kisser. 7 yrs. of badluck if you don't repost this.

Scorpio: The Lover
Can be mean sometimes. EXTREMELY SEXY. Intelligent.Energetic. Predict future. Most erotic (freak in bed). GREAT KISSER. Always get what they want. Attractive. Easy going. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Romantic. Caring. 4 yrs. of bad luck if you don't repost.

Libra: The Sex Addict
Very pretty. Very Romantic. Nice to everyone they meet. Their love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique sexiness. Most caring person you'll ever meet. Amazing in bed!,,did i say amazing in bed?!not the kind of person you wanna fuck with..you might end up crying. The most irresistable. Rare to find. Funny. Talkative. Erotic. Smart. Loves sports. Get's what s/he wants. Loves in a relationship. 9 yrs of badluck if you don't repost this.

Aries: The Sexiest
Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to fuck with. Erotic. Funny. Take you trips to the moon in bed. Excellent kisser. Extremely Sexy. Loves being in Long relationships. Addictive. Loud. Best in bed.16 yrs. of badluck if you don't repost.

Aquarius: Does it in water
Trustworthy. Sexy. Great kisser. One of a kind. Loves being in long term relationships.Extremely energetic and funny. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations not a fighter, but will knock the shit out of you. The best and biggest freak in bed. Considered to be a "G". 2 yrs of bad luck if you don't repost this.

Gemini: Ultra Sexy
Nice. Love is one of a kind. Lover not a fighter, but still knock you the fuck out. Trustworthy. Always happy. Loud. Talkative. Outgoing. VERY FORGIVING. Horny.Freak in bed. Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. ULTRA SEXY. The most irresistable. 9 yrs. of badluck if you do not repost.

Leo: Wild in Bed
Great talker. Sexy and Passionate. Laid back. knows how to have fun. Is really good at making out. Great kisser. unpredictable. Outgong. Down to earth. Loyal. addictive. Attractive. Loud. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Great when found. 7 yrs of badluck if you don't repost.

Cancer: Most Amazing Kisser
Very high sex appeal. Great in bed!!. Love is one of a kind. Very Romantic. Most caring person you'll ever meet. Entirely creative. Extremely random and proud of it. Freak in bed. Spontaneous. Great tellin stories. Not a fighter, but will knocks your light out of it comes down to it. Someone to hold on to. 12 yrs. of badluck if you don't repost.

Capricorn: The passionate Lover
Love being in long relationships. Great talker. Always loves to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. Sexy. predict future. Irresistible. Awesome kisser. Gets what s/he wants. By FAR The best in BED. Very sexy. Loves to own gemini. In sports. Extremely Fun. Loves to joke. Loves to be your first so you will never forget. Smart. 24 yrs of badluck if don't repost.

Taurus: The Freak in Bed
Aggressive. freak in bed. Rare to find. Loves in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight for what they want. Extremely outgoing. Sexy. Loves to help people in times of need. Outstanding kisser. very funny. Awesome personality. Stubborn. Sexual. The most caring person you'll ever meet. One of a kind. Not one to fuck with. Are the most sexiest people in earth. 15 yrs of badluck if you don't repost.

Sagittarius: The Sexy One
Spontaneous. Horny. freak in bed. Great in bed. loves being in long relationships. the one. So much love to give. Not one to mess with. Very pretty. Very romantic. Nice to everyone they meet. There love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Most caring person you'll ever meet. Not the kind of person you wanna mess with you might end up crying. 4 yrs of badluck if you don't repost.. Sexy. Loves to help people in times of need. Outstanding kisser. very funny. Awesome personality. Stubborn. Sexual. The most caring person you'll ever meet. One of a kind. Not one to fuck with. Are the most sexiest people in earth. 15 yrs of badluck if you don't repost.

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Got this from Mate. I got curious and so I opened it. Ha. The first thing I saw : Virgo, The Ho. Oh well. :))

I know  what some of you are prolly thinking. Yeah, yeah, laugh it off. :|

Finally, I can relate with Simoun. I do wanna blow people's heads up right now. But, enough of that. Fiona's right. Fiona's right.

The speed of my internet is driiiiiving me crazy. It's so slow and it's not even funny. The last time I had the internet here in my 'work station' was December 18 of last year and I haven't been able to download stuff for Oedipus since then.

Soooo, to make up for lost time, I'm updating my Gossip Girl and my season 1 of House.

Meanwhile, I have no plans of studying El Filibusterismo tonight. I'm curently working on my Anal Geom then maybe later, Music.

College talk has once again resurfaced within my hearing range and it's starting to creep up in the front seat of my occipital lobe (and I'm not sure where that is exactly).

Just a few days to go and I'll be able to read my newly-purchased books during Grad practices. Oh I can already smell their pages....

 

Dinuguan, iced tea, dried mangoes, ripe mangoes. Iced tea, pizza, garlic sticks. Paksiw na lechon, coke. Pastry, coke.


OHMYGAAAAWD. :)) Pride might not bemy favorite sin after all.

I found it! I found it! I found it!

I am now a proud owner of a copy of Neil Gaiman's Fragile Things. :)

Although I would have preferred the hardcover edition, I couldn't let the chance pass me by because in all actuality, I've never seen the hardcover edition on Philippine soil which leads me to believe that it really is sold out already. Besides, I'm too much of a trigger-happy impulsive buyer to let the book go, even if it is only in paperback.

It's available in A Different Bookstore, 516 a piece. Elle, I pity you.... :))

'm so excited to read it! Now, I can check off another item from my Christmas wishlist :>