The day I almost wanted to be a model was the day I spared mankind.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

There's nothing quite adorable than having her in Youtube -- good English eskels, fleezing personality, and a lot of Las Vegas guts for posting this. A classic online shenanigan this will be. For those interested, hurry and emel her.

UPDATE: Inday apparently deleted her bedyo in Youtube but fortunately someone uploaded a copy. Thanks, dude.

The Woman Who Cried Wolf

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

So bad-ass bad boy Jason Ivler was finally arrested after yesterday's raid by authorities and to be honest, I'm happy that the bastard's finally in their hands but at the same time disappointed why the bullets missed his head. It could have been a nice sight. Really. Kid, this is not Counter-Strike where you can re-spawn when you're dead! But I got to hand it to him, though. The kid's a total a*hole thinking he could elude the authorities by hiding in a sh*t hole inside their house. Nice thinking, kid. You mental or something?

And to her mother, Marlene Aguilar, who always acted like a crybaby in front of the media, nice work! You and your tears sure did make me pity you at first but because of yesterday, woman, you suck.

When it sticks, it sticks.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

"Nakaligo ka na ba sa dagat ng basura..
NagPasko ka na ba sa gitna ng kalsada

Yan ang tanong namin:Tunay ka bang isa sa amin?
Nalaman mo na bang mapagaaral ka nya

Tutulungan tayo para magkatrabaho
At ang kanyang plano ay magkabahay tayo

si villar ang tunay na mahirap

si villar ang tunay na may malasakit
si villar ang may kakayahan
at gumawa ng sariling pangalan

si manny villar ang magtatapos ng ating kahirapan."

This blasted song's stuck in my head and, now, even my senile neighbor's singing it. FFUUUUUU and more FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.

Overrated Visions of a Blind Seer

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Oh hai there again, Villar! It seems you never fail to catch my attention with your plastic smile, robotic pose, ever glorious testicular fortitude and all. You see. I am starting to get pissed by your ads on TV. And God, even when I sleep, your campaign jingle is stuck in my head. You did a pretty good job!

And your promises. My. You seem to promise too much. Housing for every Filipino. But I'm not asking for a two-storey Alabang House nor additional traffic enforcers (Wait, you said police officers? K. Noted. But those ain't like police officers to me.)

Question remains: Do I want my country to be guided by a blind seer whose visions are overrated? Hell, no! Ang trapo mo, Villar!

If Rustom thinks he has the biggest transformation of all time, that retard should think again.

Monday, January 11, 2010

It’s finally twenty ten and a lot of my wishful thinker friends started their own resolutions slash plans slash whatever so I might as well join the bandwagon and start making my own. But then again, it got me thinking on what to do this year. I do not have plans. Do you? Do I need to have a long list of plans? You tell me. I don’t make plans simply because I know that at some point in time this year, I will not follow them at all -- which brings me to a conclusion why the hell am I writing this post.

It’s called free writing.

Anyway, so instead of writing a long list on what to do, what to expect, and other what-tos, let me just promise you one thing – the one thing I think I’ll be doing for the rest of the year; otherwise, I’ll end up like a hot air balloon inflated with nothing but hot air.

In this post, my friends, I am promising to myself a complete makeover – the one that will bring Rustom Padilla, who thinks he/she/it has the best transformation of all time, on his/her/its knees and whine. And no, idiot, I am not gay but it has something to do with the way I look. And hell, it’s not a facial reconstruction either.

I am assuming that you read one of my previous posts just as 2009 was about to end. Let’s just say that this year, I chose to remain a glutton. Yes, my dear. I’d be continuously stuffing my body with food. And I mean lots of it.

This year, I humbly proclaim to myself that I will be bigger – horizontally and vertically. This year, I will be different. This year, Rustom will go down. You hear me? You’re going down. And move over, fcking Jacob Black! (Gad! I hate that movie.)

Recently (and when I say “recently”, it means I wrote this post with a severe case of muscle sore), I enrolled in a gym with hopes that my body would increase in size (except that part which doesn’t need an increase of size anymore). I know it will not be easy. No pain, no gain – as they always say. So twenty ten, for the love of God, be gentle on me.

I thought I was the only one who can't sing but this made me think twice.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

So, guess who's bothering my primetime TV viewing? I don't care if these people were paid to sing but please! What the F?

UPDATE: An interesting find about Manny Villar. Thanks to Brian Ong for this one.

Look. I need this vacation. [Win a Free Boracay Vacation Package by WOW Philippines Travel Agency]

Saturday, January 2, 2010

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