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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 »

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The Bobo Spake

06.03.08 - 20:54

I'm listening to schizophrenic Mozart. Happeeeeeeeeeeee.XD

Three schizo attacks this week:

auditory: same old croaking bullfrog message alert tone.
olfactory: smell of Dotaboy's perfume; I could smell him even if I try not to breathe.
auditory: I heard IC and Leah discussing something while I was lounging on the throne and fingering my phone in the bathroom. I bolted out of the bathroom expecting Leah for company when IC said she wasn't talking to anybody.:o Their talk was actually just an auditory hallucination of an event that already happened.:o Errrr.

Mananagalog muna ako. Feeling ko talaga ang bobo ko ngayon. I haven't slept since yesterday morning. I've been awake for roughly forty hours and I need my alcohol to teleport to dreamland. My energy reserves are sapped as a sapped thingy.XP Shit. The bobo spake. I am bereft of witticisms. Aye.

Besides that. I'm. Always. Horny. Like, all the time.XP I swear to god.XP Yuno someone horny without a brain? Like those idiots you see dancing and gyrating revealing lots of skin on the noontime television? That. I'm beginning to turn into that, I'm afraid. In the near future, I'll have dissociative identity disorder just like Tyler in Fight Club and The Great Cornholio in Beavis and Butt-head, assuming an entirely different personality when I go bonkers. I'll turn into a postmodern brainless puta, that's effing what. And I'll call her, err, uh, Denver. From Toni Morrison's The Beloved.:D

I now have a boyfriend. Harhar. I call him Dotaboy and he calls me Zombie. How suweeeet.XD I dunno where the hell the relationship's going but who the fuck cares anyway.XP Pag nagsawa eh di gudbye. Ganon lang naman.XD

Iinom na nga lang ako ng alak. Tangenang insomnia to. Madapakingsheeeeeeeet. I've been drinking alcohol everyday. Baka bumalik nanaman alcoholism ko, tangena. Lungkot lang ngayon kasi mamaya pa dadating si Dotaboy. (Holy fuck, I am not in love, I swear. Just horny. You know?XD) My urges are turning into cyclones of hormonal hysteria, punyeta. I wake up from an hour of sleep and all I can think of is SEX. I dunno what's up with that but what the fuck ever, I follow the dictates of my body: Fuck! Yeah.:D Dotaboy just happened to come along. Shit. Tama na tong conpesyon.XD Harrrrrrrrrr. Wild hormones, I swear to god. This is not GOOD. Nagiging bobo na ako.

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