Who is to blame for my strain of bad luck...?

Yes, so far this year has been like construction workers wearing skirts and a tank top. Yes. Wtf right? Well it has been that sort of year for me...at least so far. Shit!

Before this glorious year even started, the optimistic side of me said that 2009 would be my year. It'll be a big year for me. Well little did I know that it'll be my year of frustrations and a shit load of problems. I once believed that things will happen as long as you believe that it'll happen. Believe in it all your heart and it'll materialize. Well fuck that bullshit! That ain't true at all fuckin bastard!

Okay, going to the summary of my shitty year, it all started if I'm not mistaken around the month of love. Fuckin love month! Well just to tell you guys, I won' t get into details of my fucked up ordeals, just a brief preview so to speak. So first to go down the freakin drain was my lovelife...or the lack of. Well I decided to go in for the kill, in a way, after years of just being a dude she knows. Finally mustered up the courage and guts to. And thinking that it'll be a good year for me, why the hell not right? I was dead fuckin wrong! It just did not go according to plan. Schedules were so different, it's like finding candy inside your nostril...I mean that ain't right. And when our schedules did meet up, she ended up "not going out at all." Riiiiiight. Why don't you just crap on my head, at least that I can wash off...with a lot of shampoo of course.

So there went my so called lovelife. Of course there's a lot more into that, a lot of emotional investment, but I'd rather keep that bottled up inside me until I explode into tiny people who does not know the meaning of love. Hahahaha...fuck that!

So after that dance with hell woman, I then decided to fuck up my health. Well, it's not really a decision...it's more like those if "I were more careful before then this wouldn't happen" sort of stuff. I'm sick...well it's not really those types of sickness that one would normally think of. To me it more of a nuisance than anything else. But people around me is saying that I should have it checked out. It could be serious of course but what I don't like about it is the hassle that it will bring. Well of course I did have it looked at by a doctor eventually. And you know what? They couldn't find out what's causing the fucker! Until now no one has come up with a reason for this shit. Now its just tiring. Fuckin unknown cause of sickness...fuck you.

Things seem that it could not get any worse...and I was, of course, dead fuckin wrong yet again! First my "lovelife", then health, now it's my employment. Hot fuckin damn! Damn worldwide economic crisis!

Unemployment is a bitch...a fat nagging smelly bitch. I don't like lounging around doing nothing 24/7! I'm a workaholic, at least some people say. And I guess that's true 'coz I'm sick of this nothingness. That's why I'm reduced into writing blogs that people don't read. Pathetic little bitch I've become. No offense to the other writers out there in the blog-writing world. It's not you, it's me. Hehehe.

So now I've fallen off the horse, got crapped on by that horse, stepped on the nuts, and now that "horse of life" is kicking dirt at my face. Yes now the little things decided to join the fucked up party. The car is breaking down every something days. And mind you, they're not simple matters plus the fact that I don't have any income now is pretty shitty to me. And the other day my cellphone just decided to stop functioning. Now I'm using an old phone that only lasts a day in between charges if I'm not using it that much...one call, it's dead a couple of hours after. And it doesn't have signal inside the house. Now that's real convenient when a job opportunity finally calls me up. Damn fuckin retarded phone! Fuck!

Inhale...
Exhale...

Okay, so who's to blame for this horse shit filled hole that I am in? Well it's more of a what...I blame those chain emails everyone has been sending me for the past 2 years! Yes, that's right! Those retards who invented those damn emails should be the ones stuck in this chin-deep shit hole. I mean why do that? Why create a fucked up chain email in the first place? To spread the shit? To bring a shit load of tragedy to random people who thought that this will be their year? Selfish fuckin retards!!

As you may have guessed, I did ignore the perils of those damn chain emails. I just deleted it after reading a line or two. To me it was bullshit...a load of crap...cow dung passed around like it was nothing...of course I was, yet again, so dead fuckin wrong! All that manure came crashing down on me. And that my friends, is FUCKED UP.

Now my plea to anyone who is reading this blog...if there is anyone...please help me fix this. Any witches or wizard out there? Any voodoo tricks that you may know of? I'm really out of options here. And I need to get my life back in order. So please if you guys have any smart or even stupid suggestions, let me know. Write a comment or even email me. I'd really need a helping retard.

My email: mister.negativity@yahoo.com.ph

*NOTE: If you're thinking of sending me those damn chain emails...just be a kind retard and attach email addresses to I won't have a hard time figuring out who to send it out to...because if not, I assure you, you will have the same amount of bad fuckin luck! By the power of greyskull...fuckin retards.

A Retarded Leader for Retarded People

Question:
How can a retarded leader run and lead a country?

Answer:
No! He, or she, can't...you stupid selfish retarded voters! Who is dumb enough to elect or vote someone who is as retarded as the people? Well, now hearing it out loud the answer is pretty evident. I guess it's very much expected...they would elect one of their own. And how fucked up is that? Really. The phrase "you learn through your mistakes" really does not apply here. I mean c'mon...

I love this country, no doubt. I'm a proud pinoy, but sometimes I feel really pissed seeing my fellow countrymen doing retarded stuff. From crimes to scandals...we have it all. But do we learn from it? Hell no! Our political and economic crisis is mainly caused by the very people who calls for change. We want change but we ourselves can't. People, you've got to understand that our country will not "change for the better" unless we do.

Education...that is probably the key, or the problem. Here's how I see it...people that are deprived of education makes the most problems and drags other people to theirs. People who have too much education however takes advantage of those who were mentioned earlier. It's a cycle I guess...a fuckin cycle that sucks the good that this lovely country has...or whats left of it.

Of course not everybody is retarded. Some are just selfish, some just don't care...and, few of them cares, but just can't do anything about it and just writes blogs. Hahaha. But seriously, majority of Filipinos right now are in their "retarded" phase...and with the elections coming up next year...I just cannot wait to hang myself.

Proudly Filipino...shamefully retarded. How sad...ain't it?

damn phone promo advertising!

Well it happened at last...I got pissed today.

To give you a guys a little background, I am not actually feeling all that awesome today...or the past couple of days for that matter. So then last night I finally hit the gym after more than week of absence due to some unavoidable circumstances. Anyway, so when we got there..damn there was a load of people in! We usually work out in the morning, like around 9am...we got there at around 6pm I think. Well it didn't matter...we still had our work out. And no, that is not why I'm bitching again...as I've said, this is just the "background" of what happened a few minutes ago.

So we fast forward to today...my body is damn sore from the work out. My shoulder feels awkward, probably because of a past injury, and my abs are hurting. Which is a good thing, as many of our gym buddies will attest. The thing is, I don't usually get a lot of sleep at night. There is a lot of tossing and turning going on, and slightly more trips to the peepee bowl. Mainly because I decided to reduce my salt intake to reduce some of the water in my body. So going back, I woke up at about 7am...ate breakfast watched some TV and then went online. Basically I was already doing some things early in the morning...while feeling sore and tired.

Feeling bored at around 4pm I decided to take a nap...to rest my aching body. And since it was raining, it was the best time. So on the sofa, I can't really get my groove on since it was...well a sofa. I didn't want to go upstairs in my room because our maid was relatively new and.. .well you get it. But after a couple of minutes, and some awkward positions...I then said to myself that I need my bed now. And there it was...my comfy bed just waiting for my poor weary body to lay in. Got in a familiar comfy position and sleep here I come!

Or so I thought...

The phone suddenly rang! Damn it! I had to answer the damn thing coz the maid does not know how to yet...and she doesn't even try! And for the fact that the phone was downstairs made it even more fucked up...

But of course I had to answer...who knows who it might be, it might be my dad or my mom or my sister who's abroad...or some shit like that. So I went down cursing my ass off...

And when I answered...it was a choppy call center telemarketer or whatever the fuck they call themselves. Usually it's a fun time for me answering these type of callers. Most often than not I give them a hard time being an ass on the phone.

But this time it's different.

It was a call about something a government promo on receipts...like a raffle or some shit like that...I'm not sure, I was not listening! But I can't hang up..it's the government! So I just constantly rolled my eyes in frustration. I mean the lady on the line was not even good at talking for pete's sake. Not to mention the lack of english proficiency...not that I'm racist or something, what I'm saying is that they should at least hire someone to do that sort of shit who knows how to converse well. Anyway, as the line kept on chopping up, I for time to time try to give her a hint that I was not interested. When she asked me for my name and address I was like no...I'm not really interested. Then she punches back at me with a line that translates, "Sir the government has the right to monitor the purchases of any individual, are you saying that you don't want the government to know your transaction...?"

What the fuck...?! Is that even a legal "threat"...? It felt like I was in a rear naked choke and there's nothing left to damn do but to tap the fuck out! Well on this case, give her my name and address. Damn it!

So okay I did give her my name and address...in frustration. I mean it was the only way I could get rid of her. With the choppy line and everything...with her having a hard time understanding me with my accent...she got what she wanted, rather what the "government" wanted.

Went back up to capture what's left of my sleep attempt...and I was too late. Damn fuckin telemarketer!!!

You robbed me of my sleeptime! My nappy time! The "government" robbed me of my z's!!!

And we all know that's it's harder to force your sorry ass to sleep than conquering your fear.

So thank you telemarketer...thank you "government" for this. And congratulations for making me write this blog about it.

(...shaking my head...)

*Note: I really didn't understand what you were promoting or advertising...so yeah you did good...NOT!

People are natural born liars

How did that line in that song go? "...Everyone is so untrue..." And yes, people tend to lie more often as they grow older. We probably just go immune to being true...in doing the "right" thing. Well that, or we just choose to be bad. Coz "bad" these days seems to be a cool thing. Damn media...robbing us of our purity, but that's probably for a different blog entry.

I guess I myself is indeed guilty of such lies. I won't be a hypocrite with this...of course I lie. It's natural, especially with our society. But what ticks me off really is that kind of lie that people commit when they say they're going to do something but then decides not to. Yeah it may seem pretty shallow, but it's really frustrating if people does it you a lot.

I don't mind that you'd say that you would go with me to this party and not go, but I would really appreciate it if you would tell me right away. Not when it's already 2am! Or me finding out that you're fuckin asleep from someone else! I mean that is just wrong...selfish in a way even. C'mon, don't tell me that you couldn't see yourself falling asleep? Unless you're wasted...well that's excused. Or looked at your watch, see that's it's too late to even attempt to make it, and still genuinely think that you can go? At least have the decency to tell me...c'mon! One fuckin text message...hell I was even calling all damn night. Geez...

I've realized that one can't really expect people to do things the way you do...it's probably too much to expect them to do the right thing! Is it really that damn hard? It's just one text message away...hard? Really?

Okay okay...that's maybe too much for a party invite. But what I'm getting at here is pretty much of the same idea. It sucks that people have the choice of simply not doing anything about the situation...at the expense of another. It's sad how one person can somewhat suffer while the other just goes about the day...or night...without any care. And it's often times the people you count on or trust that can do these things to you. And sometimes it does hurt more because you expect them to be different. But of course they're NOT.

Retarded...people are retarded.