I shall name my child Bebang

First of all, i bet that you guys are wondering about the title of this blog. its because that from now on i will make all my blog titles weird and random. just like the songs of fall out boy! why? because fall out boy is cool and i want my blogs to be cool too.

Anyways.....

2 night ago, our family celebrated my brother's birthday in some japanese restaurant located somewhere in Edsa. The food there was so great (though i didn't eat much. i dont know why)! The only problem was that as we ate there, 3 very weird but funny things happened. It made me feel that the place was cursed or such. and now, im gonna blog about that.

First, Rj, my mom and lola, and i argued about a bowl of miso soup. to be more specific we argued about a certain ingredient in the miso soup that i had never seen or tasted before. It was small, round, and color brown and it tasted so slimy and horrible. We tried to guess what it was,

"It's beans," i said.
"No, its mushroom," rj argued in a very i-really-know-that-i-am-right way that he always does.
"sago," my mom simply said.
"SILI?!?!!?!??" shouted my lola. i bet that the people around us heard that very clearly.

it was quite embarrassing. and it also is sad to know that my lola thinks that a round, brown, and slimy thing would become a hot pepper. well, soon after that, we learned that it was actually a mushroom. how? my dad just simply asked the waiter.

immediately after that, a man came rushing to the bathroom as he carried someone in his arms. i wasn't sure if the person the man was carrying was a nerdy boy or an old midget at first. Then my mom told me that he was a very very old man that probably has mental defective thingies. And then the very very old man puked. his puke was brown and very watery. then after a walk of two feet, he puked again. the janitors immediately put a wet floor sign and mopped out the puke. lksdflasjkdf : D

Lastly but definitely not the least, the next weird thing that happened was when a band came to our table to jam or whatsoever you call it (the restaurant that we went had a band that plays songs to random tables for free). The band wasn't really your typical rock band. It only had maracas, a double bass, an acoustic guitar, and bongos. The lead singer was a lady that was very plump and the man playing the bongos is smaller than an oompa loompa. They can play any song: from Baby to Blue Moon to a japanese song. They sang rj a happy birthday song. Rj looked sad. So sad :(. Then they sang a beegees song but i forgot what was the title. Rj used to be a huge beegees fan. He liked barry the most, the guy with the girly voice. At  first i found it corny but then a little while later i found myself tapping my feet to the music.

We had a very fun time. yes we did. but i wish that i ate more that night. going home after that was hard cause it was very traffic. goodnight. i spent long hours doing this blog. now im gonna brush my teeth and read harry potter

The gay dude

   It was a Sunday afternoon and i was walking my dog, Bruce. A lot of trees bordered the sidewalk so it explained the countless centipede's crawling everywhere. There were times when they would fall from the trees above. I didn't really care about the centipedes since the beginning. If they ever landed on me i would simply just flick them away. ANYWAYS....

   I saw this fat gay walking towards my direction. He was wearing some white nurse outfit and he swayed his hips as he "strutted". And then i saw him stop suddenly and started stomping at the ground like a mad man. He reminded me of Jeremy. PEACE DUDE. Right away i knew that he was trying to kill the centipedes.

    To clear things up, my point in this blog is that my mind had a hard time to process the sight of an ultra gay stomp at the ground like a maniac. I wanted to believe that he looked masculine, but no. He also didn't look THAT gay at that moment. He just looked like a maniac. Nuf said.......

PARTAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY

Yes, i know that a lot of people has already blogged about this topic. I don't care.

So everyone knows that the Highschool 1 made a blow out for Ms. Layla. WOOT. Well, the party would not had been possible without the help of Ms. Physically Fit MAXINE. First she was asking each high school for at least a dozen times if they would donate money. I gave 30 pesos because I'm so kind and generous. After that she kinda skipped the entire art class because she was running up and down the stairs just to ask what kind of pizza did the class want. Please don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to insult Ms. Physically Fit, i mean Maxine. I bet we wouldn't have a party at all if she wasn't there.

All of the guys, except Thirdy R, immediately went downstairs and played basketball. IN THE RAIN. The rest stayed upstairs and pretty much went wild and had the ultimate party. Thirdy R played some music and we danced in the dark like crazy. I had a cup in my hand with soda while dancing. BEAT THAT.

After "lunch" we went to math class and studied parallel lines. Oh, and we (Krisa, Ange, Julio, and me) named our table the shuttlecock frosties. We were the first one to finish the seatwork. OH YEAH. As we finished math we went back to partying again for Ms. Abby (is that the right spelling?!) arrived in class for half an hour late. We messed up the classroom so badly that we started to call yana bronson. wth, there's no connection.

The tempting fire extinguisher

MARK MY WORDS.

   Someday, i am gonna use a fire extinguisher at school. Fire or no fire. I'm just very very curious! I want to know how it works and how does it feel to squeeze the handle and shake the nozzle violently side to side. I want to swim in the soft white foam and make foam angels and have a foam ball fight. It's just so tempting!

   So, to my fellow classmate dudes, join me! I need you guys so that i can have my fire extinguisher fun to the highest level. I know that you want to use a fire extinguisher too. Yes, i know and you don't have to deny it. I already have a super almost fool proof plan.

   Pretty much my plan is to use the fire extinguisher EXACTLY the minute after we graduate from highschool. That way we wouldn't get expelled or suspended from school because we technically wouldn't be students anymore. But we may still get in trouble with our parents and all. So like yah......

   ONE DAY. SOMEDAY.

What I hate about church

   I'm very very very very consistent in going to church. SUPER DUDE. But there are just some minor things that you notice every Sunday that tends to be very weird and awkward. Soon enough they get annoying. Here are the things that get in my nerves the most:

1) kids who wear shirts with "obscene" pictures.
    It's like that every Sunday i see toddlers who wear shirts that say things like "I AM DORAEMON" or "SWINE FLEW". Not to mention "I LOVE DORA THE EXPLORER" and "HANNAH MONTANA ROCKS MY WORLD". I find it very very annoying. I don't like seeing the things that i hate the most on a beautiful Sunday. Yes, yes, i may be shallow but please don't blame me. Blame doraemon, pigs, dora, and miley cyrus.
  
2) people who clap off beat.
   When people clap off beat, i get lost and i subconsciously clap off beat too. There was like a time that the praise and worship had already stop and the preacher already started to pray and i was still lightly clapping my hands. In an offbeat manner. weird. its like hypnotism.

3) Big people blocking your view.
   Don't you just hate it when a huge fat person sits in the chair in front of you and you really can't see anything else but their wide meaty/fatty backs?

4) Overcrowded comfort rooms.
   Well, usually the assembly hall is very very cold. So the very first thing that people usually do is go to the bathroom and "empty their bladders". There were certain times when i really had to "empty my bladder" so i bared to line up for about 15 minutes. sdkjflsjflsdklkfdslljdklklsdfklsjklsdkfweiovn :D:D:D

5) People with sweaty hands.
   Before sitting down after the praise and worship, the pastor always tells the congregation to greet the person next to you and shake their hands. I just really hate it when i get to shake sweaty hands. gross dude.
 
THERE YOU HAVE IT. i love church. sunday mornings are my favorite time of the week. there are just some things that you have got to hate.

P.S. oh yeah i like it when people sing in praise and worship and they do it too loud and off tune. it just amuses me and i dont know why. i would rather listen to them than the worship leaders. double thumbs up for bad voices :-bd