Wheee!! Waiting for Isaac to pick me up. Damn traffic.

Oh! Sean--if you need my cell number and you forgot it, its [831] 345 6007

Kay, laytah.

Its up to you in the end. Think about yourself, do you even care? You are making yourself look really bad, do you think your wishes for a fight make you look hard? Tae Kwon Do... please. If you took karate, you would understand that you shouldn't go around trying to pick fights with people. Either that or you haven't learned enough from your experiences. I'm not here to make your decisions for you, but your bloodlust needs to be calmed. Actually, go ahead, fight on, and after the fight is over, realize what you've done.

Honestly, I was very offended when you said that I couldn't kick his little ass. All I have to do is BOING him with my rubber butt and he'll be knocked down.

Good luck, do you really believe you can seriously kick his ass when it comes down to it? You sure do have a lot of confidence, but think realistically, you are overvaluing yourself. Calm down before you get hurt.

Okay. Finding MYSELF on a banner and an avatar in a message board that I barely even knew existed is very degrading. Has the people that has seen those pictures even knew who I was? Did they? Hardly not. They could have thought, "Oh.. look at that slut on that guy's banner. What a whore." I tried my best to keep my reaction to that on a limit, because I have friends in .half. I care about a lot of the people in your crew, and just because one idiot did something that really, really pissed me off, doesn't mean I should just drop the friendships that I have with the SFians and bring out the gloves. I'm a physical and violent person, I'll admit it. So, after talking to Benji earlier today, I basically cooled off and let everything slide.

Until...

I get home, go on the computer, etc etc. I see that Rage is online, so I become somewhat curious and check out his profile. Shockingly, I found another ass picture in his profile. HE EVEN LINKED IT FROM MY OWN SERVER. And you know what? That mad me sooooo mother fucking heated, that I didn't care anymore if I started a physical fight with Rage. I no longer CARED about what people thought of me--if they became scared of me--annoyed by me--disgusted--ashamed. I was just PISSED.

Why in the green hell would you even keep that picture in your profile, anyways, Rage? From my resources, you happen to have a girlfriend. Doesn't she care? Don't you care? At all? That person from my comments section [heaven knows who he/she is.] asked me if I cared. Damn right I care. Why would I be so pissed off if I didn't care? Why would I come to the edge of challenging this guy to a duel if didn't care? I would rather make a fool of MYSELF than have someone else do it FOR ME. Someone that I don't even know. Me...? Look hard? Bwah! If only you knew. And yes, I admit that I picked this fight, but this shit wouldn't be happening right now if Rage used his fucking BRAIN and just got rid of that one, single link. That's all I wanted.

"I haven't learned enough from my own experiences"? Do you even know me? Well. Either you're one of my friends, backstabbing me in the back... because you know every little thing that I did and everything about me... and you're doing this for kicks to "make me look bad"---or maybe you're another fanboy? Hah! I highly doubt it. So... it MUST be DOOR NUMBER THREE! Ahh, yes. The door that leads to a person SHOVING words into my mouth, in attempt to win this useless argument. Reverse psychology doesn't work with me, honey. "I'm not here to make your decisions for you, but your bloodlust needs to be calmed. Actually, go ahead, fight on, and after the fight is over, realize what you've done.--Smart... very smart. You're trying to get me and whoever else is reading this to think that you're the "good guy" or the "peace maker" and then you say something along the lines of, "Go ahead and fight and make yourself look like an idiot." How controversial.

At least I have the guts to show my "face" when I say this shit. I didn't make an "annonamus" screen name on the SF boards and started flaming. No, I showed my identity. But with you? No email, no website, nothing. I don't even know who you are. And why do you care so much about this fued? Do you benefit from it? I could understand if you are one of Rage's trustworthy and loyal friends, but I cannot understand it if you're just doing this for kicks and giggles. And behind that mask? Please. At least I have the guts to make myself look bad. You can't even show your "face" when you say shit like that to me.

"It's up to me in the end"

Since when did we determine which side is the "end"? Couldn't Rage have stopped this just by highlighting that single link on his profile, pressing the "delete" button on his keyboard and ended the whole fued? By being so utterly stupid, he basically signed himself up for this. He did this to himself, using a picture that doesn't even belong to him, while USING that person's own server to flaunt that PERSONs picture around the internet. Heaven forbid.

And Tae Kwon Do is different from Karate, my dear. Two different techniques from two whole different countries. :)

Would you like to continue this? Because sweetheart, I've only warmed up my engines. My gas tank is full and I am ready for some B-B-B-BUUURNING. Flame me up baby, and hold nothing back. Heat is my specialty.

Good luck, do you really believe you can seriously kick his ass when it comes down to it? You sure do have a lot of confidence, but think realistically, you are overvaluing yourself. Calm down before you get hurt.

Bwa. ha. ha. ha. ha.

*Starts hysterical laughter*

BWHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

I have been eager for a PHYSICAL fight for suuuuuch a long time, you have no fucking idea. No rules? One on one? Bring it on. Mother fucking bring it on. I have been hanging out with guys all my life, even when waaaaay back when I lived in the Philippines. I grew up with my brother and his friends who were 6 years older than me, and truuuust me. Adolescent young boys hold nothing back, even if you're just a little 6 year old girl. I HAVE THE TEMPER OF A GIRL ON PMS 24/7. I started Tae Kwon Do, Hapkido and Tae Soo Doo I was in sixth grade [Blegh, I know I started a little late, but still.] and I even went to Tae Kwon Do boot camp during one summer in which I had to wake up at 5 in the morning and run from one edge of the beach to another times 6. If Rage was a girl, then I would probably hold back but since he isn't... gives me more freedom on the kicking and punching, especially using a weak spot to get ahead. And I'm not scared to shed a little blood here or there, so just fucking bring it.

I'll be waiting.

IM to SaMuRaI X 2040:

I am NOT pangit: TAKE MY PICTURE OUT OF YOUR SHITTY PROFILE. THEN, PLEASE GO AND TAKE A BIG SHIT ON THE TOILET AND KILL YOURSELF FROM THE CONSTIPATION OF YOUR RETARDEDNESS.

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That's it. I was going to let his idiocy slide after all these years [He even made the screen name, DDRiPiNoYiFrEaK a while back when I still had my old, "AzN" screen name of DDRiPiNaYiFrEaK] after talking to Benji during school earlier, because I seriously respect Benji and he requested that I tone it down a bit and suggested on not kicking his ass..... but WHAT IN THE FUCK?!?! Hasn't Rage learned ANYTHING? He has yet taken off my butt pic from his profile, even after I made that inconspicuous flame towards him [or... just fanboys in general] in SF's bemani message board. -_-;;

What a moron. Little shit fucker is scared that I'm going to kick his ass. And you know what? HE BETTER MOTHER FUCKING BE SCARED. Alas, I don't start shit in person just because of "online rivalry and hatred". So... if he does the SMALLEST shit to piss me off the next time I see him in person, his ass is going down. Prepare yourself, tool.

Filipino FOB - "Ghetto Superstar"

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Lyrics

Ghetto kumba star
Dat is what you are
Pull your underwear
Right down to da ploor

You look so sexy
Your pace is pretty
You can sit down on my lap
and - danciiiiing
Phor one dollar to anodar, uh huuuuuh

DEATH THREAT TO RAGE AKA PILL AKA WHATEVER

WHEN I go to San Francisco the Friday after next to spend some time with my buddy Sean, I am going to hunt that little piece of shit "Pill" and kick the living shit out of his pathetic being. Little shit fucker.

Death to fanboys.

::Talking about this Friday::

MidniteRain012: how much stuff you bringing?
I am NOT pangit: a lot
I am NOT pangit: ^^;;
I am NOT pangit: i'm bringing food
I am NOT pangit: my blankets
I am NOT pangit: pilloy
I am NOT pangit: *pillow
I am NOT pangit: umm
I am NOT pangit: towels
I am NOT pangit: shampoo
I am NOT pangit: conditioner
I am NOT pangit: lets see
I am NOT pangit: x_o
MidniteRain012: oh
MidniteRain012: i'm just bring clothes, the PS2, money, and stuff to sleep in
I am NOT pangit: oh hehe
I am NOT pangit: ^^;
I am NOT pangit: my mom did hella food shopping
I am NOT pangit: so imma bring a lot of it to ray's house
I am NOT pangit: lol
MidniteRain012: mmmm
MidniteRain012: what ya got?
MidniteRain012: can i have some ^^?
I am NOT pangit: sure!
I am NOT pangit: i have hella ramen
I am NOT pangit: umm
I am NOT pangit: there's a list on my blog
I am NOT pangit: lol
MidniteRain012: YES RAMEN!!!
MidniteRain012: *CLAPS
I am NOT pangit: :D
MidniteRain012: is there anything else i should bring?
MidniteRain012: beside the basic stuff?
I am NOT pangit: toothbrush
I am NOT pangit: don't forget a towel
MidniteRain012: ummm you so sound like my mommy right there
MidniteRain012: i'm afraid -_-;;
I am NOT pangit: XD!!!!!
MidniteRain012: well i think i'm basically packed ^^
MidniteRain012: i have to bring some HW too...
I am NOT pangit: and don't forget a sweatshirt, hunny
I am NOT pangit: it might get cold
I am NOT pangit: and you might need a calculator!
I am NOT pangit: and a hair dryer!
I am NOT pangit: and and
I am NOT pangit: XD!!!!
MidniteRain012: HEY!!!
MidniteRain012: i don't have hair T_T
I am NOT pangit: hahahaha
I am NOT pangit: ^_~
MidniteRain012: and i have the thickest coat ever
MidniteRain012: in case i get cold
MidniteRain012: it's sooooo comfy o^___^o
I am NOT pangit: wheeee
I am NOT pangit: hehe
MidniteRain012: and ya i'll bring some drinks-n-shit
I am NOT pangit: hrm
I am NOT pangit: i can bring a whole 24-pack of sprite
I am NOT pangit: :D
I am NOT pangit: my mom bought two of em
I am NOT pangit: lol
MidniteRain012: i got packs of gatorade and ramune
I am NOT pangit: cool
I am NOT pangit: wait.. okay.
I am NOT pangit: umm
MidniteRain012: i never run out of Gatorade
I am NOT pangit: yeah.. imma have to meet you at the 7-11
I am NOT pangit: right?
I am NOT pangit: and like
I am NOT pangit: we're gonna have to go to my apartment
I am NOT pangit: and get the food
I am NOT pangit: and all my stuff
I am NOT pangit: x_o
MidniteRain012: ok
I am NOT pangit: cuz i can't carry it
I am NOT pangit: yay
MidniteRain012: is anyone else goonna be there?
I am NOT pangit: well
I am NOT pangit: yeah
I am NOT pangit: a lot
I am NOT pangit: actually
I am NOT pangit: x_o
MidniteRain012: your bro right?
I am NOT pangit: ohhhhh
I am NOT pangit: at my house?
MidniteRain012: yea
I am NOT pangit: maybe
MidniteRain012: he's koo with you coming with me right/
I am NOT pangit: but he stays in his room
MidniteRain012: ?
I am NOT pangit: uhh
I am NOT pangit: he won't know...?
I am NOT pangit: ^^;
MidniteRain012: ummmm
MidniteRain012: ok
I am NOT pangit: i'll just be in and out of the house fast
I am NOT pangit: lol
I am NOT pangit: like zoooooom
I am NOT pangit: \0/

Wheee... I can just feel the pounds being peeled away. Practice is hard, but it's hella getting me into shape. Bwehehehe. Mmkay, about today.... I go to school, blah di blah blah blah, do NOTHING in English as usual, blah blah blah, work on my Flash intro for Computer Graphics in which some guy that knew Flash really well wanted to see it, but I didn't let him. I suck at Flash liek WHUT. x_o

After Computer Graphics, there was a meeting for the Anime club [every Tuesdays and Thursdays.. as usual] and Rachel brought in a VHS from the Techno Girls with the first four episodes of Kodoma no Omocha [dubbed, of course]. And I have to say, that that Anime is THE FUCKING SHIT. It is sooo hilarious, so I just had to borrow that VHS from Rachel so I could watch it at home and/or tape it or something. The shit, I tell ya.... the shit.

Since today, an A day, was my short day, I went home after the lunch period. I get home... go online for a while, turn on my away message and I go off to take a shower and get ready for basketbal practice while I download some stuff for my D Player [freestyling secret... sshhh. =)] and I take one pic of me in my Jason Kidd jersey, [Go number 5!] and I upload it. I realized I only had like, 3-5 minutes until my bus would arrive, so I quickly blogged it, and ran out of the house. x_o

I was running and running, and I see the bus at the bus stop. I'm like, "OH SHIT!!!!" so I fucking sprinted there, and made it right after the last person got in the bus. Whew! The bus driver looked a little annoyed and he was like, "Next time, be here on time unless you want to walk to wherever the hell you're going."

*dies* People are so mean. [Hah! Who am I to talk? XD]

Anywho, I get there around 5:45-5:50, and no one else was there that is on my team, even our coach. So yeah.. I sit on the stairs of the stage in the Gym, and watch the Boy's Varsity practice. Mmm.... =O~~. Sweet. Their coach came up to me and said, "You know, you can practice with us if you want. Just grab a ball and start shooting." Me: "Uhh... errr..... thanks, but umm... no thanks. x_o" Dude, he wants me to play with all those tall ass seniors? WTF? A short Filipino sophmore girl against 10 tall, [white] seniors? *dies* And damn.... all of their shots were nothing but SWISHes. Gahhhh!!! Can you say intimidation x 10? x_o

So yeah, I was just sitting there on the stairs and one of the guys in the team gave me a Milky Way bar. He was like, "Here, you can have this. For energy, you know. Good luck!" Wheeeeee... I find the guys on the basketball team slightly nicer than my own team mates, even though the guys call each other "FUCKER" and cuss probably 298374923784234 times more than the girls. But it's cool, I'm used to it.... my brother is the cussing, name-calling KING. *dies*

I did pretty well today, even though my butt was kind of sore from last practice. Wierd.. how the hell can my ass be sore from basketball? Okay.... then practice ends, i call my mom and she picks me up from doing a bunch of food shopping [SHE'S LEAVING TOMMOROW!!!!] and we stop by the gas station. We then get home, and my mom told me to unload the trunk, right? I open it up... and was like, "Holy shit." *dies* She fucking bought food enough to feed two families! Gah. I'm not complaining, though... I'll just bring all that food to Ray's house this weekend. lol. Okay, let me tell you the stuff [and quantity] that she bought just to feed me and my brother for 5 days:

3 boxes of Cookie Crisp.
2 boxes of Life cerial, one with cinnamon.
2 big boxes of Chips Ahoy, one chewey.
2 boxes of Rice Crispies treats, one chocolate.
2 BIG boxes of hot chocolate mixes.
2 loaves of bread. [wtf? my brother and i NEVER eat bread...]
1 big sack of Rice. [when I say big.. i mean BIG].
1 dozen eggs.
3 SIX-packs of Dannon yogurt.
6 Microwave dinners.
20-25 individual "Instant Lunch" ramen.
2 MORE boxes of Cheez-It.
2 boxes of oven-heated popcorn shrimp.
1 thing of Chocolate Chip ice cream.
1 big thing of oven-heated Chicken Nuggets [Costco size]
2 24-packs of SPRITE.
1 MORE carton of milk.. we already had one in our fridge that's not even half empty.
1 thing of Sunny D.

And I think that's it. There's probably more.. but yeah. I'm fucking serious, too. And I'm going to take pictures later to prove myself. My mom is psycho. x_o But at least this is one of her better psycho days. haha. ^^;

But you know what? My brother is never home. He eats out a lot. I'm always gone in the weekends. And I eat out, too. Have you seen my brother? He's skinny [compared to others his age, anyway. He's pretty buff]. And me... I eat at school, yo. And I don't eat THAT much. *dies*. I guess my mom isn't used to the change.. Since my step-dad moved to Las Vegas, and my sister went back to the Philippines for college, no one eats our food anymore. And plus, my step dad and sister would always stay home and eat all day. ESPECIALLY my sister. I sometimes ask her if she wants to go out jogging, with me, or if she wants to go to 24-Hour Fitness to work out, her usual excuse would be, "There's something I want to see on the t.v. today." and she would fucking eat the entire day, while she watching t.v. -_-. That's how she got diabetes. She was [and still is] eating candy 24/7 and my mom couldn't stop her. I have SUCH a blackmail picture of her sleeping on the bed, with her blankets off and all her fat showing. I MIGHT post it one day, or tonight. x_o

Blah. All this talking about food is making me hungry. All I had today was some Skyflakes crackers, a couple of Starburst chews, and that mini-milky way bar. Mmm.. and I smell food downstairs, yay.

Laytah.

Basketball practice starts at 6:15... and my bus leaves in 5 minutes. Time for a quick pic! :D!!!



Bwehehehehehehehehehehe.

Song of the moment: "Bomb" by Jinusean
Feeling: Generous

Blah, even if I have my own work to deal with, I have decided to help my brother out with his basic html class. Uhh... well, if "helping out" means doing his finaly project for him, in which is a VERY basic website with frames, then yeah. I'll make a nifty Flash intro for him, too. Blah, i'll explain more later... gotta go do something.

Song of the moment: "Na na na" by Yuki Hsu
Feeling: Tired and shitty.


Whew!! I just got back from basketball practice... gosh darn. We were practicing lay-ups today, and I was doing soooo mother freaking bad. Blah! A top that, Jessica said that my eyes were getting kinda red and I was all, "wtf?" and felt my forehead. It was hella hot, and I hadn't even started running yet. But when we started doing our running drills, I didn't say shit to my coach because I didn't want him to think I was weak and have him tell me to sit on the sides, so I just kept going. I tried to do my best, but the coach was all, "Hey, Mil. Are you alright?" Me: "Yeah, yeah. It's just one of those days, y'know?"

Blah. -_- I better not catch anything serious. The Sacramento tournament is comming up! I am sooooo excited, you don't even know. And everything is perfect, too! My mom is leaving on Thursday to Las Vegas, and she won't be back till Tuesday!! ^.^! Isaac is giving me a ride there, we're going to leave on Friday around 3-4 and we'll be in Sacramento by 7-8 OR we might go to Vallejo around the same time [traffic around Suison sucks]. The tournament is on Saturday, and Sunday is going to be chill day *hopefully* with Ray, Kristy, and the rest of A.S.S. [I dont know who else is going to be there]. Monday; Isaac and I leave.... he drops me off to my house and yeah. I'm just hoping that the thing with Ray and Jen doesn't mess up Ray so much, that he's all depressed and in a state in which he doesn't want to compete or even go to the tournament all together. x_o

Anywho, school today was.... iffy. I received a note from the office on my A3 class, telling me to go to the EVIL Mr. McGuire. Dude. All of the "rotten apples" are asked to go to him like, everyweek due to exessive cutting and etc etc etc. I was like... ookaaayy... got hella scared and sat down in his office. He gave me an evil glare [x_o] and directly asked me, "Have you been cutting your classes?"

Me: "Well, I was absent on one of my B days, and I don't think my mom called in so...." *gets interrupted by the EVIL troll*
Troll: "Don't lie to me. You were absent for your B8 class, but not in your Zero period class, or B6 and B7 classes. I know you've been cutting."
Me: "x_o;;;;;;"
Troll: "I've counted up your un excused absenses along with your tardies, and all together, you officially owe me THIRTEEN hours of detention and Saturday school."
Me: [Oh shit.....]
Troll: "But since this is the first time that you were called to my office, this is just a warning. And I'll keep this between you and me, if you promise to stop cutting and get to class in time. But there won't be a next time. You can go."
Me: *DIES*

Blah. No more cutting art, no more being late for 00 period class, no more not going to school because I didn't study for a test or if I didn't do a report, no more not going to school just because I'm lazy for the rest of the year. Or else, I die. Seriously... x_o

Harbor High's Halloween pictures

Wheee... enjoy. This is from my school's website thingy. To look at the main website index, click here.

Hahaha, I was so bored earlier, that I wrote the lyrics for this really old, Filipino FOB song that I've had for two years. It's quite funny if you actually understand the inside jokes. [and it DOES help if you're Filipino. XP]


Like Hoy.mp3

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Ay naku. I’m ready to put ya’ll on something, man.
Yo, when you see something ill, know what I mean?
The tae is hoy.
See a pine girl walking? Dat’s hoy.
See your prends at the mall? Say hoy.
Balas song by brothers done by Jonnas? Dat’s hoy.
Ay putang ina shit. It goes like dis, yo.

*starts singing

I met dis bad bebot online, she was like hoy.
Had me talkin’ up baboy, like hoy.
‘Bout da bebot, balut and rice, I mean hoy.
Should’a seen her suck da juice out, I mean hoy!

Da pesos ain’t the problem, see my lechon is hoy.
Pulled out pera prom my relatibs, like hoy.
Plus fake Tommy Hilpilger like niggers, like hoy.
Sent in Balikbayan boxes, like hoy.
Always call collect from the P.I. like hoy.
Callin’ everyone uncle and aunty, like hoy.
And most likely his name is Boy, like hoy.
Den dey get your attention just like, “Psst! Hoy.”

More or less, I’ll bargain for less,
I roll in jeep-nes,
I drive in de estreet like WHOA.
My bebots, like egots, wid pesos, fake clothes, eating aso, Jonnas, is WHOA!

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Translation:

*Oh my gosh. [= ay naku.] I'm about to explain something to you, man.
*Yo, when you see something cool, you know what I mean?
*The poo is hoy.
----Hoy = Hey. It's something said a lot, even if the true meaning of it is neglected.
*See a fine girl walking? That's Hoy.
----This interpretation of hoy => "The shit", or "cool"
*See your friends at the mall? Say Hoy
----This interpretation of hoy => Hey.
*Balas song sang by Jonnas? That's hoy.
----He's talking about a song sung by a popular Filipino artist. This interpretation of hoy => The shit
*Mother fucking shit. It goes like this, yo.

***Starts singing

[I'm going to focus less on the interpretation crap and just type it in a more "English" dialact so that more people that aren't Filipino can understand the "funnyness" as best as I can. x_o]

*I met this bad whore online, she was the shit.
*She got me talking about pork, like WHUT!
*And about the whores, balut [type of food] and rice, like WHUT!
*You should have seen her suck the juice out, I mean YES!
----Interpretation of "suck" => Like sucking the juice/fat from the pork. Or, the juice from shrimp.

*Money ain't a problem, see, my pork is the shit.
*Got some money from my relatives, hell yes.
*Plus some fake Tommy Hillfiger clothes like cheap niggers, hell yes.
*Sent in Balikbayan boxes to them, like WHUT.
----Balikbayan box = a really big box in which Filipinos send to the Philippines to their relatives. They usually contain clothes, treats, toys and luxuries from the U.S.
*I always use collect to call family from the Philippines [= P.I.] like hoy.
*Calling everyone aunty and uncle, like hoy.
----People call their elders "aunty" or "uncle" as a sign of respect; even if they are not their uncle or aunty. Another way that Filipinos show their elderly respect is by calling their elders "ate" or "kuya". "Ate" means big sister and "kuya" means big brother.
*And most likely his name is Boy, like hoy.
----Usually, uncles are called, "Boy". It's like a nickname. Wierd, isn't it? A nickname for a nickname. ~ So it's like, "Tito Boy" [tito means uncle in Tagalog] even if your "uncle's" name isn't Boy.
*The way they get your attention is by going, "Psst! Hoy!"
----Hoy is said a lot to get the attention of someone. Psst is just a pre-add on. A VERY annoying pre-add on.

*More or less, I'll bargain for less,
*I roll in Jeep-nes,
----Jeep-nes is a way of cheap transportation. Basically, it's someone driving a motorcyle [the driver] ... and there is something attached to it, in which the passengers ride in. It's hard to explain without a picture, so the only thing you need to know is that riding in it is very ghetto, yet it's very common. Saying, "I roll in jeep-nes" as a way to brag adds comedy to that line, because there really isn't much to brag about. XP
*I drive in the streets like WHOA.
*My bebots [=whores], like egots [=?], with pesos [money], fake clothes, eating aso [=dog], Jonnas [Filipino singer], is WHOA.
----Yeah, you read the translation right. "Eating dog". It's pretty common, especially drunks in the streets--poor drunks. They would steal your dogs, cats, and even BIRDS and barbeque them. Then, they will eat it and wash it down with cheap liquor.


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So there you go. A little education on Filipino humor and some Filipino history. I'll give you twenty dollars if you're NOT Filipino, and you understood all of the inside jokes in this song alone. XP!!

Update:

-Finally added a comment thing. x_o

COMMENT AWAY! :D

*reads Ray's blog*

My condolences, Ray. =\