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 »
 
22.12.06 - 14:45

Huweeeeeeeeeell.:D

It's been three million dinosaur eras.:D (or is it erae?? Latin grammatics, naughty naughty.:D) Err. Just woke up. I'm at my bestfriend's house. Pooooor blog. Must be sucking cobwebs of cobwebs right now; the cobwebs having a filigree of more intricately spider-sewn cobwebs, that.:D

Hoooooooorse. I've been drinking alcohol everyday. Every. Single. Day. It's been like that for the past three million evolutionary tectonic plate thrustings. Ek.

Yesternight was the horriblest night, horriblest, mind, harharhar.XD There was this dude named Blur whom I met from the basist of my drummer friend Clawee. Ionno, the whole time last night when there was a whirlpool of people around us he was kinda sorta cornering me with his yawner conversations about his jam-packed action-filled party-everyday life as if I care, tuh. Been like that for four dragging pestiferous hours and I was all kicking my friends' feet beneath the table to do something, snap out of the place and materialize in Mark's room or something. HAR.XD

Anywaaaaaaaaay.:D

I'm still in lust with Markkk.:DD The vocalist dude.:DD Just. Holy fuck. I wanted to kiss him the whole night. WAAAAAAAAAAH. He kissed me twice. WAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA.XD I'm going nuts head over heels upside-down twist and turning bouncing trampolining.XD (My lexicons kinda iffy right now, me pardon.:D) Bloody hell. The electric shock from kissing him still lingers in my memory every time I think of his mouth, his supple lips, his wide eyes, great smile, and the voiiiice. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKK. Ang landi ko punyeta.XD Eh ano, babae ako eh. Bihira lang ako maging ganito. Sometimes I can fake it, course, but those last for only a minute, yunno, the minute I write it down, the feelings and emotions that go along with it vanish in a mist of cold fog upon the firesight of the winternight.:D Pero ito, ewan, nung November ko pa pinagdadakdak. Kaseeeeeee. He's a demigod with a seraph's demonic vocal chords. Say wut?o_0 I love kissing, that ish all. And I have formulated this grand shatteringly superficial theory years back that you can tell it just by the KISS if you're meant to be with that person or not.

Ayoko na magkwento. Basta, yun lang. I am officially looking for a boyfriend. And I have five prospects right now. lol. Just...say. Holy frick. I've been single for four effin fuckless years. HAWHAW. Don't mind the fuckless, sif I'm fuckful to begin with. HAR. BADBAD. Raging hormones, that must be it.

And as the title suggests I must be looking for a boyfriend. UGH.XD (Though I hate men in general, I still have this squishy soft and sweet side of me that resembles that of a woman.:D (And what could be that squishy soft and sweet part of a woman??o_0) Because. I'm innately biologically a quasiwoman, a pseudowoman, a shemale.XD) I'd rather make it specific, mind. Alrighteeee then, the qualifications:

  1. high-voltage hair-raising kisser
  2. deep eyes (ewan, laging magkasama mata at labi. yak.XD)
  3. conversationalist (Naw, there's a gradation of a good conversationalist. There're those who can carry a conversation only on the first night, then suck like a limping parasite on the succeeding nights; then there are those who can carry intellectual conversations but lack even a smidgen of imagination or humor to spice everything; then there are those who can talk about anything and everything under the moonlight--that's the one me likey.:D)
  4. intelligent, at least in one field (gardening??XD)
  5. loves books
  6. knows his religious stance (but I prefer moralistic/humanistic atheists.:D Very rare, indeed.)
  7. geek computer freakoidness is a plus
  8. math skills is a plus
  9. opinionated, decisive; doesn't answer with "ewan" or "kaw bahala"
  10. that'll be all for now.:D My brain's seemingly flying elsewhere.

Hm. Rave party tonight. But me thinks I'm not going. Because. I'm allergic to frottages.

I miss writing!!!X0 My internet is DEEEEAAAAD! WAAAAAAHHH!

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