I'm officially old.

My friend told me how awesome Campus Live! was, one of those websites where people get to video chat with people they do not know who go to the same school they do. 


I tried it and it was fucking Lame. 


What ever happen to meeting people randomly then building a friendship or non-friendship? This seems like a new way for horny men and women to meet people to have sex with. 


Fucking Lame. 


Like Chat Roulette, no one is going to see how stupid and lame it is until someone ends up a news headline. 


It's not going to be me. 


Gone are the days where people meet in chat rooms, here are the days were we get to actually see people we are talking to. 


Forgoing the anonymity and accepting a level of intrusiveness in order to meet others. 


I wonder if people will realize that this is one step into being stalked. This needs to be monitored before someone gets hurt. 


Don't say I didn't warn you! 

My Only Boyfriend

Time...

why must you 

treat me this way?

You are here 

one minute then 
gone the next.

You either take 
too long OR

you are here 
too fast. 

I don't like it that way.

You make me old,

you make me fat,

and soon you will kill me.

It's not nice. 

Always there

when I don't need you,

never there

when I do.

I think 

I might have to 

break-up with you.

But ours is

a relationship,

one 

I can not get rid of! 

All I hear is :-(

Today, I have been rubbing people the wrong way and yes it was because of something I said.

Damn it!

I have one wish for some people today and since that wish isn't nice, I'm not going to post it here.

Why should I? Really? Is it that important for those who stumble on my blog to realize how fed up I am at this moment?

Parts of me wish I could be nice today, however, since people don't care about me I won't care about them.

Is that me playing the victim role?
Probably. Maybe. I know I'm not trying to.
Besides, what am I trying to prove?!

I'm about to scream, yell, bite, squirm, fight, spit and scratch. I'm so angry with everything around me!

I wish I could say that what I'm proposing isn't the coward's way out but I'll retell you what I said before: What am I trying to prove?

"If I leave, however, I ain't coming back...." 

Imelda Marcos

Imelda Marcos is a cow.

....and I mean that in the most terrible way.

If you don't know who she is, look her up on wikipedia.com or look on hulu.com for A&E's biography documentary on the woman. You would probably be appalled.

This woman is a pox on the Philippines, a country that my mother comes from and despite what I may tell you it is a country that I love. A country that is poor, humble and has potential for good.

Yet Imelda Marcos stands by her man (the former P.I. President Ferdinand Marcos, look at wikipedia.com) and yearns for a time where her family claimed to love our country (PI) yet spent money that could have gone to public systems that would help their loyal subjects.

Instead it was spent on extravagance and buildings masked as objects that would help the Filipino people. Did I mention that during the Marcos administration money was spent on Imelda Marcos for jewelery, shoes, vacations, art pieces, homes, etc? Because it was.... and do you know what Imelda Marcos has to say for all that spending? That the people needed to live through her in order to feel hope, that she was helping them by spending money on things that minutely helped the Filipino people.

Bitch please, you know what would have helped the Filipino people? Food, running water, health care, etc.

Eh. Isn't there a special place in hell for people like her?

Such garbage.