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<![CDATA[ KutongLupaKakanakana! - Kuwentong Lupa]]>Tue, 15 Feb 2011 13:11:26 -0800Weebly<![CDATA[It gets ugly after a while]]>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 16:33:54 -0800http://kutonglupakakanakana.weebly.com/2/post/2010/02/it-gets-ugly-after-a-whilee.htmlThe supposed inevitables are starting to happen, i suppose.

A very healthy discussion that makes you want to cry, kill, laugh, hurt, die, eat.

My Boy-Friend/Husband looks at other women While I'm With Him!!!

    This section answered the question "Why Do Men Look At Other Women When They are In Relationships?", but I have gotten a request to expand it because I left one thing a mystery; I never mentioned that men will occasionally gawk at another beautiful woman while we are standing directly next to the woman we are currently dating, engaged, or married to...

     So, there you are. You are sitting with your man, eating dinner, and all of a sudden his jaw will drop and he will stare blankly at the shapely legs of the woman that just walked by. Did he forget that you were sitting right there? How can he be so insensitive?!? Why is he such an asshole to drool over that 20-something floozy while you are right there looking at him?!? The answer to all these questions and more can be found in the following statement; Men are stupid.

     Not to say that there are no intelligent men. They do exist, I tend to think of myself as one (I'm also quite modest, if you can't tell), but men as a whole, Men as a species, are primitive. You may be going out with the most intelligent man in the world, and he may love you more then anything in the world, but as long as he has a penis, he is subject to it's whims.

     Still, when a guy looks at another female, it's almost never meant as an insult to the girl he is with. I hate to sound crass, but really, most of the time it's just that the man recognizes and appreciates a good ass when he sees one. I'm not saying that you are wrong to be angry about this. From your point of view I can understand that it could be hurtful.

     Please know that he is probably not doing this to be malicious towards you, and if it really does bother you that much, just threaten to with-hold sex until he stops. That is what you people do whenever you are angry, isn't it? Women...

]]><![CDATA[Utos Ng Hari - Jun Cruz Reyes]]>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 23:31:21 -0800http://kutonglupakakanakana.weebly.com/2/post/2010/02/utos-ng-hari-jun-cruz-reyes.htmlKapag sinusuwerte nga naman. Nahanap ko ang matagaaaaal na panahon ko ng hinahanap.

http://pant0mime.wordpress.com/2007/01/12/utos-ng-hari-ni-jun-cruz-reyes/

Sa mga Bob Ong fans... this is the real thung.

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]]><![CDATA[Wallpaper Today]]>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 22:59:09 -0800http://kutonglupakakanakana.weebly.com/2/post/2010/02/wallpaper-today.html

]]><![CDATA[Project: 500 words per day]]>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 09:20:58 -0800http://kutonglupakakanakana.weebly.com/2/post/2010/02/project-500-words-per-day.htmlNaengganyo ako. Mula ngayon, susubukan ko na sumulat ng 500-word article araw-araw gamit ang phrases na makukuha sa Random Phrase Generator Site

Image from http://www.kawaii-fullhouse.com/english/images/panikknap.jpg

]]><![CDATA[Unit 3106 - If Pics Don't Lie]]>Sun, 24 Jan 2010 16:39:16 -0800http://kutonglupakakanakana.weebly.com/2/post/2010/01/unit-3106-if-pics-dont-lie.html

All images are from http://www.luxurymanila.com/condominiums/Mezza%20Residences/model%20units/

]]><![CDATA[Remember Strawberry Drive?]]>Thu, 14 Jan 2010 18:59:07 -0800http://kutonglupakakanakana.weebly.com/2/post/2010/01/remember-strawberry-drive.htmlFebruary 2000. One of them nights we spent together, over the phone, until the wee hours of the morning. The first night we dared to dream. We said that our house will be built at 17 Strawberry Drive, Antipolo City.

Almost a decade later, the house isn't built. We've changed our mind about Antipolo. We have grown to dislike the ever reliable phone. But we're off to Strawberry Country in a few hours. And last night, we prepared ONE bag. And you were there to get the towels from the closet - because my fat arms won't fit in the tiny opening. And you asked me to shut up, because you still believe that I am not fat.

I can't wait to travel with you again.

]]><![CDATA[2009 - Hiling Hinge]]>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 08:07:37 -0800http://kutonglupakakanakana.weebly.com/2/post/2009/12/2009-hiling-hinge.htmlSa trabaho:

Sana hindi pinaglalaruan ang mga karapatan ko.
Sana merong trabaho na marangal at may paggalang sa kapasidad at kakayanan ko bilang tao.

Sa finances:

Sana hindi kulangin, mas ok ang sobra.

Sa pamilya:

Sana walang magkasakit o/at mamatay.

Sa kaibigan:

Sana "kahit magkalayo, magkalapit pa rin ang puso."
Sana malusog lahat. Kahit payat o mataba.

Sa mga kaibigang single:

Wagas na pag-ibig.

Sa mga kaibigang may jowa pero may tendency mag-tarantado:

Pakyu.

Sa mga kaibigang may asawa:

Ang mamuhay na parang nililigawan pa rin ni mister.
Ang itratong parang may nakadikit na sign sa noo - fragile, handle with care.

Sa mga kaibigang may anak:

Mga anak na mabait, malusog at maunawain na kailangang magtrabaho ni nanay at tatay kaya madalas silang wala.
Sa mga kaibigang may sinusuportahang pamilya:

Realisasyon ng mga miyembro ng pamilya na kailangan nilang tulungan ang kanilang sarili dahil ang bawat tao ay may karapatang mamuhay para sa kanilang sarili. Patay na si Mother Teresa.

Sa mga walang trabaho:

Tangina naman. Hindi kailangan ng new year para maisip niyong pagkain-tubig-tirahan = pera. Therefore, work!

Sa mga fashionista:

Leave me alone.

Sa mga mahusay mag-English:

Blah. Wala akong pakialam.

Sa mga Ampatuan:

You're so dead.

Sa pamilyang Pacquiao:

Get lost.

Kay Orlando.

Nagbabasa ka ng blog. That's where you are. Please don't forget.]]><![CDATA[2009]]>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 07:53:01 -0800http://kutonglupakakanakana.weebly.com/2/post/2009/12/2009.htmlLast shift para sa taong ito. Salamat sa 2009. Ang buhay ko ay nagsimula ulit.

Bagong apelyido. Bagong dependent. Bagong address. Bagong investment. Bagong trabaho.

Lumang pag-ibig. Lumang kaibigan. Lumang libangan. Lahat nakadaupang-palad muli.

Dumami ang stretchmarks. Dumami ang wrinkles. Dumami ang puting buhok. Dumami ang varicose veins. Dumami ang pounds. Dumami ang dead brain cells.

Hanggang sa muling pagdami ng luma at bago.

Hello 2010.]]><![CDATA[Saan galing ang bago mong buhok?]]>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 06:01:00 -0800http://kutonglupakakanakana.weebly.com/2/post/2009/12/saan-galing-ang-bago-mong-buhok.htmlNasusuka na ako sa kakapaliwanag kung bakit ako nagpa-rebond. Sa totoo, napapagod lang ako magsinungaling. Ilan sa mga naging sagot ko sa mga nagtanong:

Wala, bored lang ako.
Bumili ako ng Hair Strengthening Shampoo. Mali pala ako ng basa ng label, Hair Straigtening pala. Ayun, pagkatpaos maligo unat na.
Wig lang ito. Naarkila ko.

So para sa mga may pasensya, eto ang tunay na sagot. Bakit ako nagpa-rebond?

Kasi buong Disyembre na akong inaatake ng malupit na sumpa na kilala sa tawag na inferiority complex. Naiinis akong tingnan ang itsura ko sa salamin. Nalulungkot ako. Nagagalit ako. Nakakabaliw ang kapangitan kapag napagtutuunan ng pansin. Tumitining ang ayaw tanggaping observation na kapag hindi ka maganda, marami kang hindi nakukuha sa buhay - lalo na sa pag-ibig.

Habang nire-rebond ako, gusto kong magmura sa sakit. Sa totoo, ang daming naputol na buhok sa akin - may mga almost poknat sa anit ko. Matapang ang gamot, masakit sa anit, masakit sa ilong at baga. At habang halos mabunot ang buhok ko sa kakasuklay, plantsa at kung-anu ano pa, paulit ulit akong nagmumura sa isip ko. It's a very psychotic moment. Ang makipag-away sa kawalan. Hiniling kong sana malason na lang ako ng chemical na nilalagay sa buhok ko para tapos na ang lahat.

Puwede naman iyon diba? Ang maging marupok paminsan-minsan?

Pagkatapos ng halos pitong oras na abortion of my curly tops, umuwi akong lulugo-lugo. Hindi pa rin ako maganda. Ngayon, eto na hinahabol na naman ako ng buhaghag. Gusto ko na magpakalbo.

Bakit ako nagpa-rebond? Kasi hindi ako puwedeng magpakamatay. Bawal.
]]><![CDATA[Dear X: Is that a toad on your desk?]]>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 16:01:13 -0800http://kutonglupakakanakana.weebly.com/2/post/2009/12/dear-x-is-that-a-toad-on-your-desk.htmlWhat is a company toad?

"A lackey a person who does the master's bidding without conscience or concern for the welfare of others"

kowkak-kowkak-ohmygad-kowkak

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