How I see myself

After springing down a bucket of sweats and secretions, and just when the world has run short of breath and struggles, Earth, together with all the heavenly bodies knelt down on their orbits and some have gone all stringed-up, bashing one another for the birth of the most gorgeous creature to surface the galaxy(walay magbuot kay ako ning profile).

            Before I start, let me just warn those egotists that I’m writing this description to display and inform others of what I really am and what I’m into, so if you easily get annoyed by others praising themselves and sharing about the things they like and they don’t, kindly press the “return” button on the upper left portion of this page.

            And now I’ll start blabbing…

            These days, I’m quite busy buzzing my brain, thinking about non-sense stuff and scribbling thoughts that are quite farfetched that some would really consider very idiotic and bizarre. And no matter how others see those, I still continue to whisper it to their eardrums, leaving them pissed and inflated.

            I love to sing and I sing whenever I want to. It has been the hobby I’ve grown up with and it’s what I enjoy most (aside from browsing online and leaving others half-dead in Facebook). I’m also a fan of suspense/thriller books and novels and that puts Sidney Sheldon and R.L. Stine’s Goosebumps on top my list.

            I’m fund of shows that talk about fantasies but I neglect their ideas when forming myself. I hate idealists for I basically believe that what the world needs right now are those that would wake their sleepy eyes and even those that would punch them off while their dosing off in their nightly nightmares.

            And before this world gets covered with water and gets burnt by solar flares(though its kinda ironic that solar flares will lead to deluge), as what Nostradamus and civilizations in Northern America have predicted, I dreamt of traveling the world and have my own advocacy and help our poor brothers and sisters in Africa.

            Hmmmpf..I’ll cut the craps and end my profile here. I understand that your toilet bowls are running out of water and you’re damn tired of fetching some pails for it. My apologies for having you puked your intestines and lungs out, leaving them free from dirt and phlegm.