A homosexual, his health, his defamiliarized entry, his debating and his family at goa



i want to apologize to all my fans and subscribers as i am not able to post posts regularly. anyway, will make up to it now :)

a few days ago I went to a doctor and a dentist. dentist first.

this is what she wrote in my paper (and i quote) :

'HE HAS A GOOD ORAL HEALTH CONDITION'

now, let's be meticulous grammar-concious people and improve that sentence, shall we? let's define health - state of wellness. and what is state? CONDITION

hence the word 'condition' is redundant. so shortening it - 'HE HAS A GOOD ORAL HEALTH'. Now, let's talk about nouns. Nouns can either be abstract or concrete. And concrete nouns can be further divided into mass nouns and counts nouns. and count nouns are those that can be counted. hence they are the only ones who can get adjectives as articles. (TWO HAIR? SIX GENEROSITY?) health is an abstract noun, hence it requires no article. now modifying it again - 'HE HAS GOOD ORAL HEALTH'

now doesn't that sound better?

on to the doctor. the doctor was very poky and kept bugging me about going to UP. saying that taking up philo, polsci, lit, eng, eco are 'dangerous' subjects. true, but then.. ehehehe (taking THEM up in UP i mean)

nweiz, i am diagnosed as a 'class 2 obesity'. can you believe that? THEY SHOULD REVOKE HIS LICENSE!! that's obviously lying. and according to him, my tonsils are enlarged!! GRRRR...

that's enough about my private health.


now....read this (orignial - written by moi) :



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An elite member of the British Society travels to Naga City, Philippines for a short vacation. She arrived here during the time the Catholics celebrated Holy Week.

This is an excerpt from her memoir:


'Heaven help this poor aborigines! What kind of annual ritual do they perform every year? I tried my best to keep my mind open to circumstances like this, I mean, visiting a hellhole of a country, but what stuff am I seeing?

Riding around in this crumped vehicle, wherein a sweaty driver keeps shouting out destinations - ooh, and note that the said vehicle isn't even air-conditioned! Mind you, there are even those such vehicles that have very faded drawings. What does their government do?

Anyway, after staying here for a while, I chanced upon this annual celebration of theirs. I tried to research this in their local library - until I realized that their so-called library was a collection of stuff from a guy with prostate cancer. All I learned from the library was that they celebrate the death and rebirth of this guy they call Jesus.

I was actually brave enough to enter one of their places of worship. Not only were their a lot of people who were troubled, but there were these old ladies who are paid to send your after-life entity to a place of eternal rest. I heard that these old ladies even go to the residences of people to sing in a highly-falcetto-ed voice some latin chants. Anyway, in the church, I was shocked to see a black cloth draped over those statues of people that the church leaders deemed worthy to display there. Why didn't they just remove the statue? Why cover them? Anyway, those black clothes really depressed me - I felt that I was dead!

Later that afternoon, I saw a lot of people walking down the road and I got shocked. First of all, why are they walking through despicable roads? And, second, why are they walking AT ALL? I think they are trying to sacrifice, or something. And then I reflected - who are they sacrificing for?

With this in mind, I tried to talk to those people engaged in sacrifice walking to this other place of worship. These aborigines seem to have a lot of 'taste' in choosing churches. they actually think that different churches have a vast difference. So, when I approached these group of students, I was at first thinking that they should be sorrowful - after all a man died. I mean, since a man died 2000+ years ago, they all have to feel bad. O, I'm sorry. Did i say a man died? I mean, a man ALLEGEDLY died. That's if you take a chunky piece of BADLY-WRITTEN literature seriously - as these tribes seem to. Now, where was I? O yes my interview. They SHOULD BE sorrowful. Then how come I saw this group of students laughing around boisterously while one boy was astonishingly groping the other boy in public. So, these tribes do now animal sex after all. Of course, I mean animal in a metaphorical sense. Although, I really wouldn't be too shocked if there were bestials here.

So these students were here not to be 'sorrowful'. that's a very good point in restating the faith of these tribal people.

The next day, the entire town became a ghost town. Metaphorically. I can't believe that even video-rental shops and gyms close! I guess that's what ahppens when i go to places like this. They actually want to give away one day of business. That's a surprise.

I met this family. They were going around the province to go to a number of churches. And i pondered how come they couldn't just go to nearby churches. And then i found out - after going around churches, they plan on going swimming!

Are swimming and groping boys part of their sacrifices? If they are, there might be some hope yet.

Two days later, I saw pathetic looking children wearing angel suits.

And I think about the day they lose their virginity to that old street bum.

What is the point of this annual ritual? Certainly, not to sacrifice. Enlighten me please. This hellhole has been too much for me. Except for watching gay people do each other in public, I really hate this place.

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so what'd you think??? COMMENT PLS!!!

Anyway, New Topic : Debating Society Seminar started today. I saw a lot of cool new people. I'm not sure if i saw a cute guy. Will verify tomorow. their mostly girls by the way. So, the debatin society will now be a feminine gay society. not that I'm sexist or anything. but i'm quite disappointed that there are no gays in the debsoc. what about the legacy? GAHR!!


yesterday, my family and I went to Goa. i didn't want to go but my mom emotionally blackmailed me.we were there to visit my grandfather. supposedly that's my last time there and i'm supose to say goodbye. but honestly, he really won't cry if i don't visit!!! Goa is SOOO far. I was so BOORED! and all my cousins want to do is to play cardS! CRAP THAT MY CELLPHONE RAN OUT OF BATTERY. i was forced to play with them.

i hate going there. thank god thats the last time i go there!



anyway, last note :

a batchmate of mine is missing. if anyone finds her, please tell her parents.

there is however a circulating rumor. it is said that she is now living with her boyfriend - an ex-teacher. they have been on since third year. and now that she's graduated they're living together.



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