Wtf?!

"Fudge, magkakasakit yata ako..."

I thumped my head to and back the floor as I tried to look for Leslie's face who apparently was sitting on one of the sofas. I was lying flat on my back and I know you're probably wondering what the hell was I doing down there--lying. Right. It's no big deal. Really. I was just doing this crazy stuff I was telling you awhile ago then a few moments later I quite got bushed, got sluggish, and my head began killing me so I crashed down and felt the reverberating boom inside my cranium as it goes youchy as it hit the marble flooring.

What was I thinking?

Seriously, I really think I'm going to be sick. Sick like that broncho guy? No. Sick like that pneumo guy? No. Sick like that TB guy? HELL NO! I just feel like I'm gonna get colds or something.

Darn this son of a gun bitchy throbbing head of mine. It hurts so bad I wanna pass out. Owwwwww...

Just when I remember Ms. Big Fat Liar when she faked this whole fainting fit thing back in fifth grade, it was so obvious and not to mention pathetically stupid everyone could have whacked her out somewhere. My classmates back then brought her to the clinic and when she "woke up" she said she can't remember a thing. Poor thing. So how would you explain when nobody told her who brought her to the clinic and after a few days she was narrating this whole story in full details and she just knew who brought her to the clinic.

Even the nurse could testify that Miss Liar just made it all up five years ago.

It's no surprise that she hasn't changed a bit--her attitude even got worse. J-e-s-u-s-!

Anyway, I was reading my Eco book when I came across this certain paragraph that really caught my attention. Dude, it was the exact paragraph [mahaba ah] or group of words that Sir Greg was telling or discussing to class the last time. He never opens his Eco book in class but he can thrash out and finish the whole book in one episode. Beats the cake.

It was only last Thursday that I got my Economics book and you know what, he's already on his way to Chapter 2. Sir Greg, are you feeling okay? Coz I'm just wondering if you remember being abducted by aliens.. coz you know what sir undisputed pogi, I think some creature installed a massive chip within your brain that you could remember all these things even the tiniest details on certain fields. You could start from our country's scarce resources and end up to the Nematodes in the animal kingdom in Zoology.

God, you're one of a kind.

Are you normal?

Tsk.

At any rate, borate..

How amazing. How amazing that that lean guy could do great special effects and make simple yet great stories in a 10-minute film. He's so talented. Ever since the premier of ON THE LOT, I knew he could make it to where he is now. He's a born film maker. And you know what the downside is?

I don't know his friggin' name.

Not a single idea. Damn.

My head still hurts like hell.

There is something about Brendan Fraser that reminds of Randy. Randy Randy-who? Tsk. Kilala mo naman eh. Si Randy gago. Oh, naalala mo na? Yes, darling, Brendad Fraser reminds me of Randy. Maybe it's the hot bod, maybe it's the weird i-don't-know-where's-it-coming-from voice, and maybe it's just him and him. I don't know. I was watching The Mummy last night and boom, Randy just popped into my head. And I want to pop him too like a big black bubblegum. What do you think?

I haven't heard from him for like five months now. And I don't care if he's doing all right or not. I hope not. Hahaha! :P

I wanna watch Ratatouille and HP: order of the phoenix. Sige na pls?

Did you notice something? No? Then you're a loser. Hah! Kidding!!! I still love you, don't worry. Wala lang. I'm just very random. I'm blogging for blogging's sake. I just type and type and type whatever pops right into my head. You may probably have noticed that this post is too.. spontaneous. Ack. I'm not doing drugs okay; I'm just having one of my flappable days. Bare with me/

I'm going to be sick.