Whew! With just some clicks, I got hold of the Administrator Control panel of one of the famous forums that tackles Friendster stuffs. That’s what they got when they messed up with my friends. I won’t mention what forum is it, in fact, I’m still thinking what to do with it. But for now, I gave the Moderators Control Panel to two of my friends. I’m sure they will never get caught because they can surf using whatever country’s proxy they want. May it be Indonesia, Australia, France, Canada, or even Afghanistan, haha. I’m not kidding when I said that.

Next targets: These sites (Wordpress and remotely hosted) that ripped my friend’s layouts. Free time. Free time. Free time. I need more free time. Soon I’ll have it. ^_^

Why can’t people fight the urge to blacken the teeth of people whose faces are printed on posters? How about those fake mustache and beards?

Do they have to prove their existence and write their names at classrooms’ CRs, bus seats, etc. etc? Post their e-mail addresses and add each and everyone on their Friendster list. Even those people they just met.

Why there are ghost stories at each and every catholic school existing here in the Philippines. And every one of them are said to be a cemetery once.

Why there’s no tikbalang and manananggal in the US, or anywhere else?

Why Catholic countries are poor, except Spain of course?

Why white people envy brown people, and brown people envy white people’s color?

Just thoughts and questions lurking in my brain, given that I’m not in my perfect mood now. Wait till I have my recovery again. More stupid questions to come.

Last night, I received an unexpected call from an equally unexpected person. I don’t know what she’s been up to. The conversation went like this:

Me: Hello.
Her: Can i ask you something?
Me: Yeah?
Her: Mahal mo ba girlfriend mo?
Me: Why do you want to know?
Her: May nagpapatanong lang.
Me: Who?
Her: My family.
Me: Why do they want to know?
Her: Ewan ko sa kanila.
Her: Kung ayaw mo sagutin, okay lang.
Me: Yes, i love her.
Her. Okay, thanks.

That’s it. She ended up the call. It was short, and yeah, really really weird.

People these days, tsk tsk. Kani kanina lang, naka received ako ng private message sa Friendster. To my surprise, it came from somebody I barely even know, ang pagkakaalam ko nagpatulong yun about sa layouts ko kaya nasa list ko sya. Then yung message eh group message. Tapos pagtingin ko sa bulletin, may post din syang ganun na ganun. Pathetic naman talaga o. Baket kailangan pang magprivate message just to say na i-visit yung profile mo. Medyo wala ako sa mood kaya napapansin ko lahat eh, usually wala lang saken.

Ayun, dinelete ko sya sa list ko kasi hindi nya lang yun once ginawa. He’s doing it lagi tuwing online sya. Kapag ganitong mainit ulo ko, baka i-boot ko pa yung account nya.