Sunday, February 26, 2006

SMS?

The concept of SMS was created in 1861.

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Yeah right.

Saturday, February 25, 2006

The Battle Against Piracy

The MPAA (Motion Pictures Association of America) has launched an all out war against USENET. It's filing lawsuits against Torrentspy, ISOHunt, and other Torrent "suppliers". To me, what they're doing is a lost cause. A few years ago, I forget which association, brought down suprnova.org. It was this torrent site that had thousands of illegal downloads. Anyway, they brought it down, but that didn't prevent other torrent sites from popping up. Did it? I think the MPAA is just looking for a quick source of money. They, themselves don't give a fuck about piracy. Because, if they really wanted the shit to stop, they'd make a smarter move by taking down the source. And that's BitTorrent itself.

Well, until they do, pirates like myself will still have torrent sites to go to.

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Ciao Bitches!

Friday, February 24, 2006

I Wanna Die...Now...No...Later...No...Oh I Don't Know!!!

I'm not exactly the suicidal type, but I do have my tendencies. I've contemplated suicide quite a number of times, but I just don't see the justification of taking my own life just like that. I want my death to have an impact on the universe, or the very least, the world. I don't mean like people weeping and sobbing over my dead body. I mean like mayhem, destruction, and devastation, all in my name.

I want people to remember me as someone who had a very big impact on the face of the earth. I don't like acts of terrorism either. If I want to be recognized, I want to be famous, not infamous. I want the world to shudder in respect, chanting and singing praises in my name. I want to be a god, with a capital G.

My biggest problem is, I have no idea how to achieve anything I've mentioned above, so I guess I'll stick to living. It's got me thinking though. We've all heard of the five stages of dying. I wonder if I'll be able to stick to those rules. Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, and finally Acceptance. I think I'll skip the denial part. I have already accepted the fact that we're not immortal. We have got to go sometime. But anger, heh. I won't leave this life without a blast. The world will feel my fury. Mountains will crumble, and seas will roar. Bargaining, what the fuck for? Depression, it's for pussies.

Well, After a couple of minutes of reflection, I guess if I were to leave this life, there are only two stages of dying for me. Anger and Acceptance. For the meantime, I roam this lucid earth, miserable and bitter. And I am loving every single millisecond.

Cheers Bitches.

Saturday, February 18, 2006

God Hates His Own Believers...



Quote from Reuters:
"Hopes faded on Saturday for a village of 1,800 people in the central Philippines engulfed by a torrent of mud and rock when a rain-soaked mountain collapsed on homes and a crowded school. Only 35 bodies had been pulled from the reddish soil and 57 survivors accounted for."

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What a tragedy. 1,800 people just dying off like that. No reason at all. Mountain just collapsing without any warning and kills off a whole damn town. Tsk tsk. Personally, I'm not a superstitious person. I don't believe that there's a higher being in control of us all. I believe in science, and that the world is a product of the collision of cosmic particles.

But if I were to stop and think about it, I could also be wrong, right? There could really be a God, right? In my opinion, if there was a God, he's a really mean one. How could he just let all those innocent people living their lives and minding their businesses die out just like that? Where's the justification in all this? And coming from the same country as these people, I can assure you, they are devout Christians. Why did God wipe them out?

Meanwhile, here I am, taking His name in vain, spreading the word that He does not exist, daring Him to strike me down with lightning, trying to debunk every single verse in the goddamn bible...yet he allows me to live. Where's the fuckin' sense in that?

I'll put the sense in that. There is no God. What happened to Leyte was a damn accident. Nothing more. It wasn't God's will to wipe out this whole town. "God works in mysterious ways." Bullshit! IT WAS JUST A GODDAMN ACCIDENT.

Still, I feel sorry for them. My deepest heartfelt condolences go to the affected families.

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Kalapana's The Hurt

I've searched high and low, but I couldn't find complete lyrics to the song. Not that it's a big deal or anything, but the all the lyrics sites I've searched contain the same old lyrics. It goes like this:

Oh you say you're mine
And I believe you every single time
Even though they say you're not my kind
I just can't believe you'd lie
Oh all my friends are laughing
Seeing you out with other men i'm dying
Cant you see it in my eyes i'm cryin
I just cant believe you're not mine

Would you hurt the man who loves you
Would you hurt the man today
Would you take the love you gave me away
Would you hurt the man who loves you
Would you hurt the man today
Would you take the love you gave me away

Oh what have I done
All the time I guess it was just fun
I gave away this Sweetest girl I knew
Oh, just for you

Would you hurt the man who loves you
Would you hurt the man today
Would you take the love you gave me away
Would you hurt the man who loves you
Would you hurt the man today
Would you take the love you gave me away

Oh i know
I'll never never never know the truth
Oh I love you too much girl to spoil your fun
I can't run
No no no
I can't run

I guess I had it coming
I fooled around before when I was tied
And now my freedom stings me I couldnt hide
But I'd still be a fool all my life

Would you hurt the man who loves you
Would you hurt the man today
Would you take the love you gave me away
Would you hurt the man who loves you
Would you hurt the man today
Would you take the love you gave me away

Hurt the love you gave me
Hurt the man who loves you
Hurt the love you gave me
Hurt the man who loves you
Hurt the love you gave me
Hurt the man who loves you
Hurt the love you gave me

Hurt hurt
Hurt hurt
Hurt hurt
Hurt hurt.. (repeat til fades)


Anyway, that's the whole song, but it's not complete. There are a few parts that all lyric sites failed to notice. I don't know if they intentionally did this or what. You might not understand what I mean, so let me explain. Like this part of the song:

Oh what have I done
All the time I guess it was just fun
I gave away this Sweetest girl I knew
Oh, just for you

At the end of this stanza, the singers in the background murmur something but none of the lyric sites above mention what they're saying. I mean, I've been familiar with this song for a long time now, but it's only recently that I was starting to become bothered by this. I try to make out the lyrics myself, but I can't understand a single word. It's starting to become an itch in the middle of my back that I couldn't scratch. If someone helps me out, thanks. If nobody does...

Oh well.

More Ranting............

Last night, we went to a Kalapana concert. The Hawaiian guys were skilled and talented. They definitely knew what they were doing. The only problem is, most of the people, except me, my family, and a few other people with class, didn't know how to appreciate good music. There wasn't that much of an audience response. It only goes to show one thing. The people in this goddamn country are ignorant. I'm from the Philippines, by the way. No wonder we're not going anywhere. Here are some of the reasons why this country sucks:

1) People here have no fucking taste for anything, including music, books, tv shows, and movies. Look at the shit on prime time, especially the noontime shows. DAMN!

2) Everyone here wants easy money. No one wants to work hard. Here, when you're looking for work, it's not WHAT you know, it's WHO you know. Unfortunately, I have had to take advantage of this concept a whole lot of couple of times.

3) Corruption in the government. We're like the 3rd most corrupt nation in the world. I mean, What the fuck?! I'm not blaming government officials entirely on this though. It's you dumb ass bitches, i mean people...no, i mean...bitches who put them in power in the fuckin' first place.

4) Whenever a foreigner comes along, especially white trash Americans, we bend over backwards just to accomodate them. Hey dumb asses (i mean you Filipinos)! Wake up! Our kind is being treated as second class citizens when we're in their country. Why don't you give these swag, smooth talking, tall ass, high and mighty assholes a piece of their own medicine.

5) Colonial thinking. Everybody thinks that being Stateside is the shizznit. Everyone is leaving for the States. All our skilled teachers, nurses, doctors, IT professionals, etc. are leaving this goddamn country because they think that the States is better. I don't blame them though. It's a whole lot better than this shithole we live in, but on contraire, let me stress this out. THERE IS NO AMERICAN DREAM EITHER. At least, not for us little island people.

If any of you shit heads are reading this, swallow every word and burn it into your dumb ass minds.

Stupid fucks!

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Piracy Is The Best Policy

I just got to work. I'm burned out. I'm a walking blank. I have no idea what I am doing. Anyway, I found a new medical series on TVTorrents. It's called Grey's Anatomy. I'm sure you've heard of this. I don't watch too much TV so this is new to me. I've been watching House MD ever since the airing of the first season. I never miss an episode. Because if I do, I just download it.

I'm a software pirate by the way. It's been a long time since I've gone to the movies. When a good movie comes out, hello TorrentSpy. It's a good source for all the shit you can possible see on the big screen. If the movie's very popular, i just look for a DVD screener, download the damn thing, and wala..Free movie. That's how I do it. Besides, you know what they say, "The best things in life are free." I'm only taking advantage.

Also, I'm running a pirated copy of Windows XP. Some people may say, I'm a jerk and a thief. I don't know what the fuss is all about. First of all, I didn't steal this copy. I went to The Pirate Bay and downloaded myself a copy. And last time I checked, Bill Gates is still the richest working man on the planet. So I hardly think a few software pirates such as myself could affect the turning of the wheels.

Guess that's all the ranting I could do for now. Bye.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Valentines?! What the fuck is that?

I'm sitting here, alone in my room, on this lovely day of hearts. Why? Besides the fact that I'm single? I think that Valentines is just plain stupid. I know what you're thinking. I'm sour graping because I'm unloved. Hell no. I got lots of women who love me. I got chicks waiting in line to suck my dick. But I just feel that Valentines is an excuse for corporations to capitalize. It's become so bloated and hyped up, that it has lost its meaning.

What does it mean? I don't know. And hell if I cared. I've lived so long in this poisoned planet that everything has lost meaning. All I know is, I still exist, and I'm living my life. I don't care what you think. I don't care if you like me or not. All I care about is me, myself, and I.

Getting back to the occasion, Valentines...Flowers...Chocolates...C'mon! Don't you see it? Every single year, ever since the beginning of the 20th Century, Flowers and Chocolates again and again on the same lame ass February 14. And the worst part is, you dumb ass pieces of shit bitches fall for it every time. Goddamn. Are you all retards? Can't you just tell the one you love three simple words instead of feeding the corporate market? Do you know how much flowers cost? You could feed a family in Uganda for a day with the shit you spend on your dozen roses. You know how much the words "I love you" costs? Think about it.

As for me, I'm out of here.

Monday, February 13, 2006

A conversation with myself.....

On my way home, I rode with my dad. We didn't talk much. He fell asleep as I was driving. The traffic was terrible and I was bored. Before I go any further, let me introduce you to Bob. Bob is my nemesis, my alter-ego, my only friend. He does not exist in this physical realm. He resides in the deep dark abyss of my mind. He comes out whenever I need to keep myself in check.

It's been a long time since we've spoken. I've been at peace lately. As I was driving, almost halfway home, Bob came out and had something to say. This was our conversation.

Tim: Hey Bob. Long time no see.
Bob: Yeah, I missed you man.
Tim: I thought I was never going to see you again.
Bob: Well, you thought wrong.
Tim: Guess so. So, what's on your mind?
Bob: Well Tim, I've been thinking...Where is this life headed, man?
Tim: As of the moment, I have no idea, Bob.
Bob: You better decide soon, dude. You're not getting any younger.
Tim: I know, I know.
Bob: What do you know?
Tim: Uhm... What do you mean?
Bob: You've been through four years of college. What do you know?
Tim: A little bit of this, a little bit of that.
Bob: You don't know squat!
Tim: Yeah, I guess you're right.
Bob: Of course I am! Get it together, you lazy bum!
Tim: I'm not a bum! I have work!
Bob: Well, other people may think so, but to me, you still are one.
Tim: Okay, you know me better than anyone else. I'll take your word for it.
Bob: Of course. Now, get up off your ass and get your life on track, bitch....

After that, I got home safely, my dad went to his room, and went into mine. I've had some time to reflect and I realized. Yes, I'm a bum. And yes, I need to get my life on track. However, I'm not exactly sure how I can manage that. Fortunately, I have a very supportive family and most importantly, I have Bob to show me the way.

'Till next time, Bye.

Today.........

I'm at the office right now, doing my job and writing in this journal at the same time. I used to be a commercial blogger, but now I'm not sure how to describe my occupation. I'm not even sure if I'm top level management or just an ordinary wage slave. I'm getting paid enough to get by. I'm not complaining.

I'm trying to get myself a programming job without jeopardizing my current job. I have no intentions whatsoever of leaving my company. I love these guys. On the other hand, I also have to watch out for myself. I don't really have an exquisite lifestyle. Here's my day to day routine.

1) Wake up.
2) Bathe.
3) Work.
4) Go Home.
5) Eat.
6) Sleep.

That is exactly how I live my life. There's nothing in between. But my point is, I have to look out for my future. I have to save up some dough for the rainy days. That's why I've got to go out, look for more work. Unfortunately, I'm also a very passive person. I do everything on my own time. If I don't have any motivation, I don't move.

Right now, I'm under a wee bit of stress in the company. We're working on this project which has a deadline. We didn't make the deadline, so our client gave us an extension. By the looks of it, we're not going to make that extended deadline either. The worst part is, there's nothing I could do about it. It's out of my hands.

That's all I got for now. Bye.