Critico Uno

    It’s my spare time, or rather there’s really nothing to do than sit here at home browsing on sites.
    I just realized that I’ve been missing old friends that are not listed on my friendster list…   
    Then the search begins.
    Typed in the name and searched for familiar faces…
    Then I started to laugh…
    Pictures of people i don’t know made me laugh hard staring it made me stay away from my screen for a few seconds to avoid staring!
    Let me five you examples:

Long I mean, who is this guy anyway…
Is the hair for real?
Anyone…please vote!
NOW!

Chest
Oh, so now you’re growing hair there!
Yeah, I know it’s summer, and you feel hot
But are you?

Finger
C’mon now!
What’s with all these people proud of?
fingers are everywhere, Man!
suggestion: STOP IT!

Hubad
I Know It’s not your fault….
But you can ask for bail…
I know they wanna hear your side of the story…

Putol
Okey, this is really scary…
What’s wrong with you, Girl?
Do you really want to become a part of those list of bad omens?
you don’t even have a cleavage!

Dark
It’s dark, alright!
You really don’t have to wear those!

Chubby Jesus Christ!!
People, Pls stop using webcam shots for primary photo….
First,it’s too close on your face…
second, it scares the hell outta me!

Web
Here’s another one..
Are they relatives?
oohhhh,they’re so into webcams!

Phone
Okey, what’s with your sony ericssons?? huh?
If Sony will check this out….
expect for a huge lawsuit up your ass mate!!!
You can’t do this!!! Na-ah…no right!
I’m a Sony User and definitely I OBJECT!!!

Bio
When did friendster started utilizing resumes?

Peepshow
w&%@*^!?&~
C’mon Girl….IT"S SAGGING!!!!

Studio
Now I get It!
Photos taken from Great Image?
Not a good idea to be on primary photo either…

You can do better that that!!
I trust you!

Snoop
hold on-wait a minute!!!
I didn’t know Snoop have his own friendster account???

Woooo-hooooooo
pa-add….
pa-add…

Eeeww
EEEEWWWWW!!!
Definitely not the billboard that I see along Guadalupe
Definitley those are not Dingdong Dante’s abs and NOTE!!

    So a few hrs of "friend-searching", no luck at all
    But it is definitely one hell of an adventure!!

    Till next time!!

Nothing For Tomorrow

bukas, wala akong pasok.
hindi ko nanaman alam ang gagawin ko.
minsan inninom ko na lahat ng pwedeng inumin pag unang gabi ng wala akong pasok.
kahit ano na jan-beer,alak,gatas,juice[icedtea] at tubig na minsan ko lang matikman sa trabaho.
mukha naman wala akong magagawa sa dalawang araw na pahinga kundi and umupo sa harap ng computer at magdownload magdamag.
wala na akong silbi.
hindi ko alam kung bakit pinapakain ko pa sarili ko.
ginagastusan ko lang ang sarili ko pero wala namang importnasiya ang ‘existence’ ko.
bukod sa tamad na,mabagal pang kumilos.

nung bata ako hindi naman ako ganito.
pagmagpapasindi ang ‘daddy’ ko ng Philip niya sa kalan ang bilis ko.
pag magpapabili ‘mommy’ ko ng kahit ano sa tindahan ang bilis ko.
mabilis lang ako pagmay kapalit.
pag alam kong makakahithit ako ng yosi sa murang kaisipan at makakuha ako ng pera mula sa sukli ni inay.
gagaalaw lang ba ako kung may kapalit?
tang ina madalas –oo ang sagot jan.

sa gastos-hindi ako masyado.
minsan ang bag ko,matagal bago mapalitan.kahit sapatos.
hindi ako maluho.hindi rin ako mayabang.
kaya malamang,bukas,walang pasok,mataas na ang 100 na pera ko.
kung ikukulong mo ko sa loob ng bahay, magiwan ka lang ng isang kahang yosi,kape,mainit na tubig at pandesal na may cheezwiz ok na ko don.
wag mo lang akong papagastusin ng mechanical na bagay.
ipod,psp,digicam–puta,di ko papatawarin yan!
salamat kay joefel-sa mga regalong pangkabuhayan!

bukas,huling kain ko na ang agahan.
hindi mo ko mapapatayo.
hindi ako gagalaw.
gagalaw lang ako pagje-jebs,iihi,iinom,pero bihira.
kungdi ako nakaupo sa tapat ng PC,nakahiga ako sa sofa naglalaro.

simpleng buhay lang akin ngayon.
sa sobrang simple,wala akong silbi sa pagunlad ng bayan.
wala akong alam sa balita.
wala akong alam sa kaganapan.
ang pinakalatest–yung narinig ko lang sa kapitbahay.

kung wala ako dito sa bahay at wala rin sa opisina-nasa greenbelt ako.
nanonood sa mga isdang tulad kong wala ring kwenta.
pinapanood ko kung pano bantayan ng pusa ang mga isda sa ‘pond’
parang ako,inuubos din nila ang oras nila ng wala silang mapapala.

bukas,bagong araw,pero lumang kwento.

buti sana kung parang ‘friendster’ lang ito na pwedeng baguhin ang ‘themes’ araw araw.
pucha kung ganun,ang kulay ko.

bukas–sanay na ako sa mangyayari.
kung may maiba man,parang balahibo lang na nahulog sa balat ko.

kiyeme.

Laceration

For the record:
for it to be remembered:
at bilang pang
Image008aral…

1 huge laceration on my palm with 3 stitches!
4 minor cuts on my fingers…
2 shots of syringe…
4 caps a day

in short—and kanang kamay ay importante!!!
wag gayahin…pwedeng tularan!!

the way I am

It is really a fine life….

It is not that often that you look back on the things that you have done,the things that you’ve forgotten and the things that made you who you are.

I just had this time for myself to have a reality check on what is really going on with my life.   I can see that I did what i had to do and threw what is no longer needed in my life.   There are things that i would still love to have  but most of the time, i just feel that it would be much better not to have those.

I did pretty bad, i know that.   
And i just wasted another 15 mins of my time typing this without any idea how to end it…

The reason? I am Happy and very much inlove……

im still not sober!!

Ilang araw na kong lango sa alak!

kanina lang ako hindi uminom!

eto ko eh….

Dumating ako ng bahay kanina…

sa akala ko may kape pa kami na pwede kong timplahin….

sa wawa ng diyos wala!!!

di-ba? napasimpleng bagay kayang sirain ang buong araw mo?

so kung walang kape,beer na lang…

hindi ko alam kung bakit araw araw akong tumatagay ng beer…

lalo na bago matulog…sanay lang siguro…

bagay na hindi ko kayang ipagmalaki sa mga katrabaho ko…lalo na sa job interviews…

pano yun…"hi,im beck and im alcoholic"

taena,movie?

pero ngayong nakaka-ilang lunok na ko sa beer…

mejo napapaisip na ko ng konti…konting drama…

kanina bago ko umuwi, i have something in my mind na gusto kong gawin…

nawala ako sa mood…

kaya beer na lang…

yan!! natutulala ako sa kakaisip kung anong sasabihin ko…

shiyyeeeett…hindi maalis sa utak ko ang mga katagang…

"no worries,just give me 24-48 hours to escalate this concern…ill make sure that all your issues regarding your broadband connection will be resolved as soon as possible"

bad trip di ba?

imbes na marating mo yung moment na dahilan sa pagmamadali mong umuwi,yun pa ang bubulabog sa "nalilibog kong mundo"

i dont care how you’ll judge this blog…i dont care!!!

bakit…kilala mo ba ko…baka nakikisilip ka lang sa mga letra kong nailapat sa blog na ito…

hindi ko alam kung anong dahilan ng init ng ulo ko ngayon…

dahil ba sa talo ako ngayon sa kasaganaan ng buhay o dahil sa nakita ko sa friendster account ko?? (thunders)

iniisip ko na lang…

napakasimple ng ugali ko…

nothing unique pero may lalim (taena wlang kokontra)

pero madali pa rin akong tablan lalo na pag hindi ako sanay…

tablan ng masamang usok ng ibang tao,pero higit sa lahat…sa pagkakakilala ko sa sarili ko…bigla na lang akong nagselos…

at ang masama pa,hindi ko masabi kung kanino…

bad trip…

hindi dapat…

hindi siya yung taong dapat dapuan ng selos ko na minsan lang dumating sa isang taon…

at…hindi ko na alam kung san pupunta tong kuwento ko…

pagod ako sa trabaho…

"fair dincum!?"

bukas…panibagong buhay…panibagong usap-usap sa trabaho…

bukas…

may bagong bukas nanaman na beer sa bahay na ito…

Sacred Heart Hospital

Scrubscard Ok,let me just give you a quick background on what im doing every thursdays and fridays…

I know, Scrubs isnt your thing right now so i suggest dont read it…go and watch your fave TV show…w/c unfortunately is Wowowee!!! Squatter ka!!!

Now…a brief intro of the cast:

Jd Dr. Jonathan "John" "J.D." Michael Dorian

Nerdish Narrator

he provides the overall narration in the show with the voiceovers linking the two to three story arcs in each episode (with seven exceptions so far). He is quite a geek, but knowingly so and manages nonetheless to have romantic liaisons with some attractive women. 

Elliot Dr. Elliot Reid

Elliot is a close friend and former fellow attending physician to series protagonist John "J.D." Dorian, although the boundaries between friendship and romance have often been crossed throughout the show’s run.

Turk Dr. Christopher "Chris" Duncan Turk

Christopher Turk, commonly referred to by his surname, is the best friend and former roommate of the series’ protagonist, J.D. He is currently an attending surgeon at Sacred Heart Hospital, where the series takes place, and is married to Carla Espinosa, one of the nurses. He was most likely born somewhere around 1976, as he first left for college in 1993/1994, during which time, as well as his Surgical major he completed a minor in Psychology - during this time he regularly attended therapy in order to deal with the stress.

Perry Dr. Percival "Perry" Cox (most commonly referred to as Dr. Cox)

Dr. Cox is the senior attending physician at Sacred Heart Hospital and Residency Director for the hospital. In a 2003 episode, it is established that he is 40 years old, which probably places his birth somewhere around 1963. He is the sarcastic, bitter mentor of John "J.D." Dorian the show’s main character. Dr. Cox routinely rants at and belittles J.D., though his apparently rough treatment of J.D. is intended as conditioning for the rigours and horrors of hospital life, as well as an outlet for Cox’s frustration in his life. It is hinted that he is secretly proud of J.D. and thinks he has the potential to become a great doctor.

200pxjudyreyes4x15 Carla Espinosa

Carla is a nurse who works at Sacred Heart Hospital, in which the main action of the show takes place.She was raised in Chicago. Her family is from the Dominican Republic. It is revealed in Season 5 that she is 36, which suggests that she was born in 1969 or 1970. Conversely, she and series protagonist J.D. (whom she refers to affectionately as "Bambi") have a fairly close friendship. She is protective of J.D. and stands up for him when chief attending physician Dr. Cox shouts at him for no reason.

200pxneilflynn4x15 Janitor

In the series’ pilot episode,J.D. sees the Janitor fixing a sliding door that was stuck, and suggested someone might have stuck a penny in the door. When the Janitor finds a penny in the door, he assumes J.D. put it there, and has spent the rest of the series tormenting him. Some of his practical jokes have been on the severe side, such as destroying J.D.’s bike and trapping him in a water tower.In the first four seasons he is referred to more often than not as "Janitor" (rarely "the Janitor").

250pxkenjenkins4x15 Dr. Robert "Bob" Kelso, M.D. (most commonly referred to as Bob Kelso or Kelso)

Bob Kelso is the truculent chief of medicine for the hospital. He graduated twelfth in his class at Stanford University in 1968, although he had claimed to have graduated first in the class of 1972, until his lie was exposed by a patient using her Internet capable cellphone.

He always puts the long term interests of the hospital above the interests of any individual patient. In one episode, Kelso kicked a poor patient out of a drug trial to make room for a rich patient. The poor patient died, but the rich patient made a donation to the hospital that allowed them to fund free pre-natal care for poor single mothers. Dr. Cox objects to Kelso’s cold decisions (saying that Kelso is "the most evil human being on the planet, and may in fact be Satan himself"). But J.D. seems to appreciate the difficulty of Kelso’s position, thinking "I wouldn’t want to have to make any of the decisions that he makes." Dr. Kelso says he doesn’t care about his employees, and often insults them or makes jokes at their expense. But deep down he really does seem to care about them. When Elliot Reid disagreed with Dr. Kelso on a medical decision, and Dr. Kelso told her not to tell the patient’s family, and said, "Oh, and for the record, we’re not colleagues. I don’t care what you think." But when she told the family anyway, and her treatment didn’t work, Dr. Kelso said, "You made a bold decision and it bit you in the keister…. I don’t like people disagreeing with me. There’s not another resident here who has the guts to do it." Then he called her a colleague. Although when she commented on his calling her a colleague, he said, "I did. But I hate my colleagues.

Well..i just love this sitcom…

hahaha…Especially the converstaions…

let me give you samples:

MEMORABLE QUOTES:

Dr. Cox: …And bam! The shine’s off the apple. And that’s when you find out that that pretty little girl you married isn’t a pretty little girl at all. No, she’s a man-eater. And I’m not talking about the "whoa-whoa, here she comes" kind of man-eater. I’m talking about the kind that uses your dignity as a dishtowel to wipe up any shreds of manhood that might be stuck inside the sink. Of course, I may have tormented her from time to time; but, honest to God, that’s what I thought marriage was all about. So much so that, by the end of that relationship, I honestly don’t know who I hated more - her or me? I used to sit around and wonder… why our friends weren’t trying to destroy each other, like we were. And here, it turns out, the answer’s pretty simple: They weren’t unhappy. We were

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Dr. Cox: [in response to something J.D. just said] Oh, my God; I care so little, I almost passed out

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Carla: [about a male intern] You’re right; he definitely has a cute little butt.
Elliot: It’s almost like it’s been sculpted.
J.D.: Who cares? Everyone has a cute butt; I have a cute butt.
Carla: You should bring it in someday.

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Elliot: Sir, my father cut me off…
Dr. Kelso: Dr. Reid, this is not Bring Your Problems to Work Day. This is just Work Day.

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Dr. Cox and the pregnant Jordan are walking through towards a Nurses’ Station]
Dr. Cox: Yes, hello? Could we please get my hormonal, extremely annoying ex-wife’s amnio underway?
Jordan: Wow, I can’t wait to write that down in the baby journal.
[Dr. Cox grunts]
Jordan: Could you be a bigger ass right now?
Dr. Cox: Could you *have* a bigger ass right now?

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r. Kelso has punctured his eardrums]
Ted: There you are, you deaf bastard! I hate you so much, every time you utter my name, I wanna stick my fist all the way down your throat and watch you slowly choke on it!
Dr. Kelso: Ted, I can hear now.
Ted: [frightened] Who’s Ted?

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Janitor: What is it with steel wool? Is it steel? Or is it wool?

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Dr. Kelso: Well, if it isn’t Dr Turk, friendly face of Sacred Heart.
Turk: Yeah, Dr Kelso, umm, about these posters… They’re kinda making me uncomfortable.
Dr. Kelso: Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize you felt that way. Well here’s what we’re gonna do… I’m gonna leave them up.
Turk: I can live with that… Or I can sue you.
Dr. Kelso: Dr Turk, you are an employee here. I can use your image, your name, I can manufacture tiny Dr Turk action figures that cost $12.95 and when you pull the string it’ll say "I don’t like these posters of me." Isn’t that right, Ted?
Ted: Oh, definitely, sir. Of course you’d certainly be vulnerable from a legal standpoint.
Dr. Kelso: How long?
Ted: Sir, that lawsuit would be over so quickly, I’d advise you to bring cabfair to the courthouse, since Dr Turk would be driving your Beemer home to his place.

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Turk: Who are these guys?
J.D.: These are the last eight guys in the hospital that don’t realize I suck at basketball. So here’s what gonna happen: I finally mastered my running hook shot so when we go to pick teams I’m gonna hit that shot. Then you say I’ll pick that guy at which point Carla is gonna page me and I’ll say "*Crap*, I’ve gotta go." And you’ll go "*Damn*, we just lost the best player out here." And then there will be eight guys in the hospital who think I’m good at sports and word will spread.
Turk: When do you find time to see your patients?
J.D.: Between these thoughts.

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J.D.: [JD and Turk are lying on the ground] Why are we lying in the parking lost?
Turk: Your hook shot knocked you unconscious and I lied down next to you so everybody would think we were chillin’.
J.D.: Oh. Thanks S.C.B. By the way I should tell you something. I found an apartment and I’m moving out the day after tomorrow.
Turk: Wow. What does S.C.B. mean?
J.D.: Super. Chocolate. Bear.
Turk: I love it

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Dr. Kelso: Dr. Reid, I need to get Enid a birthday present.
Elliot: Ahh! When’s her birthday?
Dr. Kelso: I think it was last week.
Elliot: Um… well, a scarf is always nice.
Dr. Kelso: That’s perfect. It’s simple; it’s elegant; and it’ll hide her turkey neck.
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J.D.: [thinking] Why don’t I ever listen to me?

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Dr. Kelso: And I need you to crunch the numbers on next year’s budget.
Ted: Sir, that would be a job for the accounting department. I’m an attorney.
Dr. Kelso: Uh-huh, and speaking of crunching, I have been jonesing for some Double-Stuf Oreos all day. Why don’t you see if you can’t hook me up?

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Ted: And you know what else? I quit!
Dr. Kelso: No you don’t!
Ted: Well I’m leaving early today!
Dr. Kelso: No, you’re not! You’re coming back to my office to do busy work!
Ted: Fine, but I’m getting a soda first!
Dr. Kelso: Whatever.

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Dr. Kelso: Here at Sacred Heart, I like to think that our patients choose our hospital not only because I leak vicious rumors about competing hospitals to the press, but also because when they see one of our doctors they think, Now that’s a professional!
Elliot: Um, Sir I don’t think I look unprofessional.
Dr. Kelso: I’ve let this whole new look thing slide the last few months, but now that your colleagues are beginning to complain I’m going to give you the same advice I give my son every morning. Lose the makeup! Get a haircut! And stop using my razor to shave your fun zone!

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[a strange smell appears during surgery]
Dr. Wen: I don’t know where that smell came from.
Todd: Uh, sir?
Dr. Wen: What is it, do you see something?
Todd: Sir, I farted. That smell was from the fart that I made.
Chris Turk: Dude.
Dr. Wen: Get the Hell out of my O.R.!

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[about J.D]
Dr. Cox: Uh, Carla. Carla, have you, uh, have you seen Newbie?
Carla: Oh, he got off your leash?
Dr. Cox: [laughing] Give me a break. The kid’s like… he’s like a… have you ever seen a drunk baby?
[Carla stares at him]
Dr. Cox: Eh, it’s a long story involving my son, a rum cake, and a low counter. Suffice to say, it turns out that, at first, it’s… it’s endearing to watch them bounce off of the walls, but man… you take your eyes off them for one second…
[hits the table]
Dr. Cox: …and bam! They got a bucket on their head, and they’re plowing right through your brand new flat screen TV.
[whispering remorsefully]
Dr. Cox: God save me, it was barely out of the box.
[Carla continues to stare at him]
Dr. Cox: The point is… Newbie is my drunk baby.

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Elliot: Oh, Dr. Cox, does this lipstick make me look like a clown?
Dr. Cox: No, Barbie, no… it makes you look like a prostitute who caters exclusively *to* clowns.
Elliot: I’m sorry, that was my mistake, I keep forgetting that you’re a horrible, horrible person.
Dr. Cox: Ooh, Backbone Barbie.

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J.D.: What are you doing?
Janitor: I’m fixing the door.
J.D.: Maybe there’s a penny stuck in there.
Janitor: Did you stick a penny in there?
J.D.: No, I was just trying to make conversation.
Janitor: If I find a penny in there… I’m taking you down.

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J.D.: Look, Dr. Cox, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, and I honestly think the only reason that you’re not down at that hospital right now is that… you’re afraid.
Dr. Cox: I think you’re right, I do. It’s partly because you’ve gotten to know me this year, but mostly it’s that well… I told you I was afraid earlier today… so please don’t tell me you’ve come to reiterate things that I’ve already said, because I know the things that I’ve already said, in fact… I’m the one who said them.

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Dr. Cox: You’d better go ahead and enjoy this while you can, Bob, because if your evil genie goes ahead and grants your wish and I’m gone forever, then the only one you’re going to be able to contend with around here is yourself. And when you really get to know *that* person, oh, dear God, you’ll scream so loud that Satan will want to tear up that contract he made with you at birth just so he can get some sleep.

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Dr. Cox: I’m hoping for your sake there’s another Dr. Cox sitting right behind me.
Elliot: I’m not sure what you were trying to teach me by sending me to Dr. Kelso.
Dr. Cox: The value, and this is important, of leaving me alone.
Elliot: I think we both know there’s a little more to it than that.
Dr. Cox: No, trust me, there’s not. Listen, missie, I want you to spread the word. I’ve… had… enough! The next whiney intern coming to me for a cookie and a hug, I swear to Aïsha, I’m going to hurt!
[Dr. Cox jumps over the couch]
Dr. Cox: And you, you one-man freakshow, take your blah-blah to the blah-blah-psychologist, because if you are so stupid to confront the chief of medicine over some quasi-offensive endearment, then you’ve just gotta go ahead and change the captain of your brainship, because he’s drunk at the wheel.
Elliot: You’re right, you’re absolutely right. I have to learn to pick my battles. Thank you so much.
[Elliot leaves the room]
Dr. Cox: Y… you’re welcome

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Dr. Kelso: Dr. Dorian, I owe you an apology. Obviously I was unclear when I said, "Stay in the MRI room with that patient", it must have sounded like, "Leave and do other things".

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Jordan: I don’t dislike you, I nothing you.
J.D.: That’s special.

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Dr. Cox: You know, Bob, I’ve been thinking of all the times you manipulated me and toyed with me and I can’t help but recall that children’s fable about that race between the tortoise and the pain-in-the-ass-chief-of-medicine-that-everybody-hates. You see, Bob, the pain-in-the-ass-chief-of-medicine-that-everybody-hates kept running out in front of the tortoise and taunting him, but right at the end… oh, gosh I’m sure you remember what happened Bob, the tortoise bit clean through the Chief of Medicine’s calf muscle, dragged him to the ground, where he and all the other turtles devoured him alive right there on the racetrack. It’s a disturbing children’s book, Bob, I know, but it’s one that stuck with me nonetheless.
Dr. Kelso: Buzzy, buzz, buzz…
Dr. Cox: I… beg your pardon?
Dr. Kelso: Oh, uh, that’s the sound of all the bees in your bonnet. And, Perry, even though I could give a rat’s ass, I still think it’s a pretty sound!

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Dr. Kelso: [Dr. Kelso just found out Turk cut off the plug of the Pacman machine] I know it was you.
Chris Turk: [waving the plug around] You mean this right here? It’s mine from home.
Dr. Kelso: Forty Million, Son. You have any idea how many patients I had to ignore to get that high-score? People died

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Todd: [Todd is playing Pacman] Oh, Miss Pacman, I would sex that bow right off your head. Eat those dots you naughty, naughty girl.

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J.D.: It’s hard to take positive steps, when you’ve burned the bridge you got to walk across.

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Todd: [to J.D., about Elliot] So, what are her breasts like?
Elliot: Todd, I’m right here.
Todd: Oh, sorry… So, what are your breast like?

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J.D.: Dr. Kelso. The doc here has been telling me that you have some great stories. I wouldn’t mind hearing one sometime.
Dr. Kelso: Oh what the hell. Back in ‘68 I don’t like you. The end

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Dr. Cox: So what you’re saying is you have a problem that is totally your problem but you’d like to find a way to make that problem my problem, but here’s the problem, newbie, it ain’t my problem.

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[an overweight patient has not been losing weight, despite Dr Cox's orders]
Dr. Cox: Lemme ask you a quick question: are you trying to make my head explode? Because you have no idea just how frustrating it is working your ass off trying to inflate a tiny little balloon inside somebody’s clogged artery when all that person has to do, really is - oh, I don’t know - go for a walk in the morning or choke down a fresh green salad. And you come back here looking like that? And, I know here, I know I’m supposed to be Dr. Give-A-Crap, but you wanna hear the God’s honest truth? And this is a fact: you are what you eat. And you clearly went out and devoured a big fat guy, didn’t ya?

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[Carla has stood up for JD against Dr Cox]
Dr. Cox: Oh, and Ginger, by the way - just a real smooth move runnin’ to your mommy.
J.D.: Excuse me?
Dr. Cox: Yeah, your mommy cah-rushed me today. I’m serious.
[to the various doctors and patients in the busy hospital]
Dr. Cox: Uh, I’d like to issue a warning to everybody, and I’m dead serious. FYI, JD’s mommy has made it perfectly clear she doesn’t want her daughter picked on. Nothing mean, she’s a precious flower, and we should all be super-nice to her

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Dr. Cox: Hey, Betty. Hey, Wilma. Oh, what the hell, you’re only forty minutes late. Do I… do I smell beer?
J.D.: Uh, we… we, uh, we had a few.
Dr. Cox: Newsflash, you can’t drink and then come to work. You’re not airline pilots

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J.D.: Elliot, come on. You’re living out of a van like a homeless person… or Jewel.

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Chris Turk: Awww… Where’s my lucky Tabasco rag?
J.D.: Why don’t you use Power Rangers?
Chris Turk: How are Power Rangers as lucky as Tabasco?
J.D.: Do you remember when communications with Zordon went down and the Megazord was destroyed?
Chris Turk: How did I miss that episode? Oh, right. I was making love to a woman!
J.D.: Power Rangers ho!

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Dr. Kelso: Son, do you think I got to be Chief of Medicine by being late?
Dr. Cox: Noooo, Bobbo, you got there by backstabbing and ass-kissing.
Dr. Kelso: Maybe so, but I started those things properly at eight!

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Elliot: Position one, two or three?
J.D.: We only had two.
Elliot: Oh yeah. Then I have to show you something later.

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Dr. Cox: Jordan! Get out of bed. We have a wedding to go to.
Jordan: Perry, Jack is at my mom’s, the apartment is empty. It’s just you and me… let’s take a nap, we’ll sleep through the ceremony and then go to the reception!
Dr. Cox: Can we at least have sex?
Jordan: [puts on sleeping mask] Do what you have to, don’t wake me.

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Jordan: It’s Jack’s first birthday, I want it to be special. I got a petting zoo for the kids, and we need to figure out something great for the adults.
Dr. Cox: How about a russian roulette booth? And here’s the kicker, we put bullets in all the chambers, that way *everybody* wins!
J.D.: [butting in] will there be a piñata? Because I need to know if I should bring my piñata helmet.
Jordan: Up-up-bah! The only reason we invited you is because for *some* reason, you have your own Spongebob Squarepants Costume!
J.D.: It was a gift!
[voice-over]
J.D.: From me, to me!

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Dr. Cox: [whispering, to Turk] You stole my moment… and you will pay.

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J.D.: Mr. Daniels, some fluid has gathered in your heart, so I’m going to schedule a pericardial centesis and drain it with a needle.
Mr. Daniels: Someone’s going to stick a needle in my chest?
J.D.: Not just someone; Dr. Daman
Mr. Daniels: Who’s Dr. Daman?
J.D.: …Say it - -say it without the Dr.
Mr. Daniels: Who’s Mr. Daman
J.D.: No, just say the last name.
Mr. Daniels: Who’s Da Man?
J.D.: I’M THE MAN!
[laughs]
J.D.: It was awesome - it was fun doing that with you.

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Chris Turk: You know, I love how kids of divorce really have the market cornered on family dysfunction. But let me share with you a typical Thanksgiving at the Turk household: It starts with my mother yelling at my sister for yelling at my grandmother who’s yelling at the television screen, which happens to be the microwave. And then my militant brother Jabari - formerly Bob - gives my father attitude for using the word black, even though he’s referring to the turkey. Which, by the way, only got burnt because instead of turning the oven off, my bi-polar aunt Leslie tried to shove her head in it. But you know what we do? We kiss… and we hug… and we apologize for all the things we said… ‘Cause a month later, we gonna get together and do it again at Christmas!

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Dr. Cox: Oh, my God! I just gagged and vomited at the same time. I gavomited.

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Dr. Kelso: Come here, Tom.
Ted: Actually, it’s Ted. But hey, it’s only been twelve years

and like i care if you got bored….

ooohhh…what the hell….

stick with your telenovelas!!!!!!!

Masked

On your ridehome…have you ever thought who your real friends are?

On heads of fifty people that you greet everyday,how may are those will take a bullet for you? 

Well,i dont know…

With those fifty people…how many friends you have never seen lately?   Have you thought for a freakin moment that out of those fifty people you greet…no one can take a bullet for you…

Have you stopped and thought for a while that maybe…those people…those friends that you’be been forgetting lately will take that bullet with a proud smile on theur faces?

With those fifty people…how many of them stabs you in the back and without knowing…you’re walking with blood leaking on the floor which is caused by those fifty…?

huh?

But what i feel right now…is totally the other way…

People that I see everyday…I know wouldnt mind being splattered by my blood…the blood that has caused those people that i’m missing lately…

I know they wouldnt take a bullet for me…

But i know they can shove me away to where that bullet is heading…

I feel neglected…by those people whom i’ve known for years…

I feel loved by the people whom I just met not so long ago…

It’s a devastating feeling…

But I lived…

To people who’se been inside my life for a very long time they stink inside me…piss off…

To people who said they’ll always be there no matter what happens…jerk off

To people who said that nothing has changed between me and them even for thelongest time we never saw each other…tang ina niyo…

You know what you people did to me?…

You left me…not just one…but many of you….

You were never really there….

All you are to me now are just masked people full of crap…

But let me just say…I had the best time…

And to those people whom i just met recenlty…in and out of the horrible workplace…

CHEERS!!!!!!

sa isang sandali

kakauwi ko lang galing trabaho…

pagod…

ano pa nga bang gagawin ko…magbubukas ng pc

magtatanggal ng damit…t-shirt lang ok na….

magpapainit ng tubig para sa pang-anim na kape ko sa araw na to…

uupo ko sa harap nitong pc…

pagnagsawa na…

sa harap naman ng TV…

manonood ng kakahiram na dvd kay emman…

scrubs yun…

mga ilang sandali lang…

malapit na kaming kumain….

do ko alam kong may magluluto ba ako o bibili na lang…

depende…

sa harap ng tv na rin  kumakain…

pgakatapos…

tuloy ang pinapanood ko…

sabay ang tv na nakabukas…magkatabi pa….

isang scrubs…isang basketball para sa kaniya…

hanggang sa antukin…

pagmejo antok na…papatayin ko na tv ko…

ipapapsak ko na earphones ko sa tenga…

makikinig ng bagong download na tugtog sa ipod…

after 5-6 hrs…

gigising na ko…

magpakulo ulit ng tubig….

sandali lang akong maligo…

wala naman dapat ikatagal…

para sa mga malilibog lang yon…

pagkatapos non…

paglabas ng banyo…

uubusin ko na yung natirang kape…malamig na…wala akong pake…

tapos magbibihis na ko…

pagkatapos non…magaayos na ko ng itsura ko…sa harap ng salamin dapat ginagawa yon…

tapos…tska ko pa lang tatanggalin yung twualya sa uloko para suklayin ang buhok…

pag ayos na ko…

pag okey na ang lahat…

“pasok na ko”

sa daan papuntang sakayan…bibili na ko ng sigarilyo…

isang kaha…araw-araw…

sasakay ako ng cubao…bababa sa aguinaldo…mula don magtataxi na ko papuntang trabaho…

araw-araw…70 ang taxi ko…sigurado yon…

pagbaba ko sa taxi…

lalakad ako papasok sa trabaho…

habang nagsisindi ng sigarilyo ko…

kukuha ulit ako ng kape sa vendo…pag kulang ang barya…dalawa lang ang hihintayin kong tao…kundi si pao.si emman…

makikihigop ako ng mainit na kape…

mga 15mins yun…

tapos…papasok kami..sabay-sabay…

maglo-log in…sasagot ng tawag…

dalwang oras baka break ko na…

kundi si karlo makaksabay ko malamang si emman…

kape at yosi ulit…tangnang yan…eh ano…

afetr 15mins…log ulit…hahabulin ang qeue

mamaya lunch na…minsan 30 mins pagitan ng mga lunch namin…

kundi si karlo,si emman kasabay ko,kundi siya,si mike…

minsan si mich,o kaya si leslie

pagkakain..yosi nanaman…

di na ko nagkakape…busog e….

30 mins kumakain…30 mins pinaguusapan lang nila ang wrestling…

minsan…mga emo na pinapantasyang nasagasaan na lang sana…

minsan…yung sinabi ni d rock sa youtube….

minsan…yung call niya kanina…

minsan…yung mga bandang magagaling

at kung wala na talaga…

nagmamahalan kami…

nagmumurahan…

gaguhan…

pintasan…

kung wala na talagang magawa sa natitirang 30 mins pa…

papanoorin na namin si mike dumura at gumawa ng mapa sa lupa…gamit and dura

kagagawa niya lang kanina ng palawan…

bukas kaya?…north america?

hindi natin alam…

pagkatapos ng isangbuong oras…

uupo na kami sa stations namin…

itutuloy yung kuwentuhan…

kasi avail…

dalwang oras…

break ko ulti…

madalas magakaksabay kami…

yosi…kape…at panoorin dumura si mike…

ganon…

tapos…

mga alas-singko…log out…

good…may meeting pa minsan…

kasi kami ang team to beat…

ewan ko kung bakit lumamang kanina ang team monica…

bukas…babawe…

pag-uwi…yosi muna…

kanina ang weird…

nagcoke kami…in can

isa lang binili ko…

ang daming nabusog…

ganon ba talaga…

tapos pagsawa na…

tuluyang uuwi na..iwan si mike…

ganon sched niya…isang oras late sa amin…

dahilan?…may banda…menaya pa…

yun lang…

tapos sasakay na kaming tatlo ng jeep…papuntang cubao…

kanina sumabay si leslie…

bumaba siya sa monarch…

si emman sa pelaez…

ako sa aguinaldo…

si karlo diresto…

hindi na ko nagtataxi…ok lang kahit di na fresh…

pag-uwi ko…

ganon din…basahin mo na lang ulti sa umpisa…

mga nagbabago:

1. oras ng pag-uwi

2. kasabay ko ng break

3. oras ko ng break

4. suot ko ng araw na yon

5. ulam ko ng araw na yon

6. nabubuong mapa ni mike sa dura

7. mood

8. usapan

9. sana may maisip pa ko…

kung may magbabago…

wala akong pakealam…

tangna…

i can’t do this….

My_pics cant really do this…been tryin to stay away from the things that will really remind me of you…seems im falling so deep…been catching myself lately,silently staring at scenes that was so familiar to me but no one sees it aside from me…everywhere i go…music,names,things,smell and the very presence of you that i always feel but when i try to check behind that imaginary wall…you’re gone…the life that i was supposed to grab…the reality that i was supposed to take…the person that i was supposed to keep…

cant really do this…cant go on like this for a lifetime…as i take each step moving far away from all those longings, i feel the pain swallows me in…i feel the loss..i feel the very pain that i felt before…it feels like just a minute has passed from that pain…feels fresh…smells like pain…deep pain that we have caused…that you have caused…i don’t know why it is becoming so fresh again…so fresh that it gives me shivers…so fresh that i could really feel it again…but i know…this cant happen…we have chosen to be someone else…not being what we are before…we have forgotten the life and the death that we have shared…

i am not sure if i really can do this…you’ve taken all the memories with you and nothing was left of me…it was so clear…i feel so desperate of feeling the skin that i have with me again…but i know…i could just imagine…and just give in to some scenes that no one will ever watch…no one would ever appreciate…the scene of my life that no one will ever understand…aside from you…

i think i cant do it…to forget all of it is such a wonderful crime…if all of the memories will be snatched from me just like a snap of a finger…i will really feel the coldness…the heartache…the pain…the blood that will ooze out of me…and the feeling of being left alone with someone else…but still,i cannot assure to myself that i will no longer long for you…look for you all over the place…listen to the sounds that we both shared…the life that we have lived…

will it ever end? the pain? the longing? the "you"?

yes,you can assure that you can forget all about me…you can forget all the life that i brought you…all the happiness that managed to keep you breathing…all the promises that you once whispered…all the words that you have spoken…im sure you can…

all i can do now is sit…wait for the next scene to take place into my mind…and make a story of my own…and then wake myself up to face the fact…the fact that i have never wanted…the fact that you’re no longer here…the fact that….

it is hard…i shouldve never let you go…i shouldve never let you dance away…but you know…i dont have much of a plan…i dont have much of a choice…i have me as my plan…you as my choice…

but let me say this…i never wanted more that this…i can just fold myself and creep into a box fullof you’s and stay there till i can…coz the more i think of you…the more i feel you….

you were never just a "just"…

i thought i could crawl to you if i needed someone…but when i hurry and run to you to seek for shield from the troubles that im having while i fight my way on the unfamiliar streets…your door wont let me in…i see no space were i can cry your name…i’m totally barred from getting to you…to pour it all…to let you know that im hurt and bleeding…that i need someone to cure it…that i need it to be you….

since you have already closed the door and gave someone the key…my key…i will never be able to seek security…will never be able to run and to you and have you shoulders as my strenght…have your hand as my shield and have your face as my hope…and i am sad…it is dark…i cant find my way to you…

will never find my way…to you.

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