Archive for November, 2005

MRT crap

Tuesday, November 29th, 2005

Are you one of those people whose necessity is to ride the MRT in order for you to be on time,
or most probably be able to make it through your given grace period.  I am one of those guilty passenger’s who on the regular basis, use it as a means of transit from home to work and vice versa.  But i do believe i have the right to ‘ convenience ‘, the pleasure of ‘ accuracy ‘, and the manifestation of ‘ courteousness ‘.

On the contrary, i am one of those who kept my pulse rate normal.  There are things that would make my felicitous-being spring out to unfavorable degree!  In the case of ‘ waiting exhaustingly ‘ for the train to come validates their incapability to deliver people in no time.  Indefinite schedule, repeatedly done with excuses so unacceptable, that i can’t imagine myself worthy of saying that to my boss!!!   " Uhmmm…Ma’am, i’m sorry due to train malfunction ".  Whoaaah!  If i was the boss,
i’d rather hear you say, " My stomach got upset, or I’m not feeling well today ".  Yeah it may sound
overly used, but my point is..MRT are inadequately bulls@i#!!!

Another case would be the shortage of " Stored Value ".  Where on earth have they taken them???  Have they eaten them all?  Would it be…that aliens confiscated the cards and thought of zapping them?  Fool!  All of them Fool!!!  Is it soooo…hard for them to think of reproducing those token,
or maybe, just maybe, the money that was allotted for the production of the cards had landed first
thing in their pockets!  Damn f@#k!%g failure for the government reflected on our country!

Do you think it ends here?  I don’t think so GREMLINs! 
For there’s what you call, " Proper Conditioning ", as in maintenance, or the proper usage of payment in exchange for the service they’re ought to provide!  Did you, or did you not see any drippings when the rain starts pouring hard?  You already knew instantly once you enter, bec. there are wet marks extensively. 

But as an abiding citizen,  i can’t disregard the rampant corruption highly practiced, and menacingly destroying the society.  Could you not agree with me, when you’re paying properly and complaint is useless, and irreversibly there’s nothing you can do to change but agree with their terms.  Well I’m not so amazed after all seeing their cruel remarks felt through unremarkable suppression.  You just can’t help but say…" WALANG KWENTANG MRT ".

As my patience and physical awareness co-existed, i embraced the painful truth of gushing through
the horrible rampage of those savaged beast, unleashed in the urban city, as the door begins to open for them.  No manners could possibly felt nor seen, esp.for the lactating species that i held up high, but sometimes proved me wrong.  Curses upon thousands of curses, and so fortunate of you if
you weren’t elbowed, nor strongly pushed by humans they call themselves " EDUCATED ".  Excuse me, but i have to spit on that!

How about securities they hired to inspect?  Are they being paid by the tireless working bee class
citizens to mumble and engaged in cheaply idle talks!  I bet you want them to disappear on thin air
right away!  They have this gadget that is sooo…reliable that it can detect wireless explosives
and ammunitions, and it’s called " STICK ".  Wow high tech p’re!

Ah life!  Surviving is a form of entertainment.  You’re in a arena with humongous assembly cheering for you to fight!  Yes fight for your life.  With notorious gladiators, and wild beast to feast on you.  Or if you want a cheaper version of our local entertainment, a ‘ CockFight ‘ or some sort of gambling divertion might as well speak up for the unstoppable chain of spanish mixed filipino culture of
" Government Abuse ".  Did those fat bastard prayle’s ever had a good role and reputation to exude  in Jose Rizal’s remarkable novels???  I don’t think so!

Rough!

Just Beat it!

Monday, November 21st, 2005

For some reasons…i’m freaking mad.  Totally upset with these people that i imagine most of the time in absolute pain and torture!  I can’t blog the names here, but i’m sure my officemates would sympathize with me if they would just figure it out whom i’m referring to.

Such a waste of money for them!  Oh f@%k*%# idiots!!!  They think they’re super, but for the universe, there just a bunch of shit, clinging on to their beloved two-face ass!  These are the moments that i would entitle myself for avengeance.  My catholic school days are over.  And now that i’m exposed to the real world as they say… i could only prevent myself from cursing, but not attempting to ridicule them, if one day the wheels of fortune would turnover, putting them below poverty line.

Such a shame.  For money is their god, and money changes everything for them, then how come
their face would still exhibit sinister that i could not possibly bear to see.  Oh please, i don’t want to test my temper, but believe me, " Shit you have shown, Shit will come to you! "

You see… your laughter is disgusting, your face is menacing, and your attitude is totally unforgivable.  Little fatsoes like you are gremlins multiplied by the power of gazillion times.
I don’t know why you’re here, but for sure you’re the parasite that predators would keep!

Go figure, parasitism…ah yesss, that’s what you are!