the 30-day remorse period

hmm lemme check... still 7 days, still got 23 days to go

i'm pretty sure its not gonna take that long for me to realize, i messed up dude...

tonight i'm gonna face you with clusterfuck stupidity. i'm gonna drink to my heart's content.

tonight i'm gonna be drunk, right in front of you. and i'm gonna splurt vomit in front of your face.

and i'm gonna laugh.


not that i want to, but i've got nothing to do.

what am i gonna say to you? (screw you would be one possibility)


nope i'm not that evil. i've been evil long enough to realize there is what we call:

"30-day remorse period"


don't you worry, it's still 7 days.

21 days more to go.


i thought i'd never ever talk to you. damn you talk to me first.

and everytime we meet i feel mushy, it ain't showing ain't it?

as i've told you i'm getting used to this.


headline news:

Mawixs now hates dogs

Mawixs now never passes by their front porch whenever dogs are in front

Mawixs now apologizes for every "bulsyet na-bastos napud ko" he says everytime you're around

Mawixs is now not called Mawixs


"ka busy ba!"