Wordgasm is a portmanteau of words and orgasm, “word whoring” to put, an intellectual ejaculation of words and lexicons and sesquipedalians and googlewhacks and such, where cliches are strictly prohibited and stereotypes are burnt at stake. Nihil sub sole novum, the Ecclesiastes say; there is nothing new under the sun. It is only but the words that grant the world a whole new spectrum of perception. And the point is? I have no idea.
Call me Tobey. I’m twentyish, with a gender that involves a vagina. I live in Quezon City. And I go to the University of the Philippines, taking an academic course that requires a large vocabulary and stupendous amounts of imagination. How do you get that? You quaff a gallon of black coffee and gawk at your empty bank account. That would be enough inspiration. More »
 
Rolled Balls of Kulangot
Thursday :: 28 February 2008 :: 21:08

Holyfuckinggaaaaaaaaad. I are always TIRED. Work’s a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch.

I am MOROSE. Boooooooooo.

I just perfected my english exam the other yesterday.:p Every time my instructor explained the complexity behind english and grammar he’d go, “Oy miss creative writing, am I on track? Did I do everything right?” Then I’d go No… you missed a point here and there, and that example is actually erroneous.XP Hence, I am branded as the SMART one. YAK.

We had this first impression thingamajig this morning where we’d tape a blank paper on our back and scribble each other’s first impressions. Words that stuck out on mine were synonyms of smart, pretty, deep, and funny. Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude. I am deep daw??XP What in the world of Chernobog??XP

And WTF ohmigaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad, my bestfriend’s getting married this Saturday!XP And here I am slumped in my apartment single and horny with just a dildo-sized lusty rotting carrot staring back at me.XP Haaaaay buhay.

My incurable insomnia is getting worse by the day. Right now I have to consume three liters of Red Horse before blinking my eyes squiffy. I need Valium!XP But before that I need prescriptions! And before prescriptions I need an enormous ball of luminous psychic energy that shall kickstart my initiative which I terminally lack at the moment. The clinic is so layo.XP My leg muscles turn into vegetable by just thinking of the eternity I have to plod about to the clinic.

I haven’t read anything substantial in a week. My brain is turning into rolled balls of kulangot.

Anyhorse. My internet life shall self-destruct in 5, 4, 3, 2…

This entry is CRAP and I sure know it!XP


My niece Kaira. She began drinking vodka at the age of two.

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