CHANGE.ENEMIES.FRIENDS.SEMESTER. ADDRESS. (to all enemies & friends)

I have to admit, I like change very much. Some people don't. Speaking of some people, I'm sorry for the things I've done (if there are any), I promise I won't bother you guys again (you know who you are). You guys can apologize anytime you want though, that is, if you want to. Sorry, and good bye.



viciously|unmerciful

TYPHOON "vince"

Typhoon Ondoy (international name: Ketsana) devastated millions. And that doesn't only mean by natural phenomenon, but also by cancelling all classes. Even in parts of NCR that isnt flooded with La Mesa water. arrgh. It's frustrating. (Clears throat, readying for "Yoda voice") Stressed, I am now.

The invitations for our classes Grand Function still unfinalized, because it is barely open for discussion... because of class suspension. No thanks to Ondoy, Grandma still don't have power, and little by little transferring to Global City (yey!). God helps us.


SNM,

VICIOUSLY UNMERCIFUL

I'M NOT OVER by Carolina Liar.

I can't deal with this. I thought I was, but I wasn't. Looking at the things I saw, a burning jealousy took over my whole body. Whyyyyy?!?!

SNM,

viciously | unmerciful

I woke up this morning

finding that it wasn't just some nightmare. It was real. It was all real.

Deportation.

WRONG MOVE. *sadistic laugh*

If you are constantly losing what you have, better make the best of what you have left. Of course, I won't mention a name, since I only mention on the second strike (yes, not third). Watch yourself, with all the wrong moves that you're making, you might stumble again. Hopefully this time, it'll hit you harder. Harder.

Good Luck!

Show No Mercy,

viciously | unmerciful

NICE.

Congratulations. Enough said.

Show No Mercy,

Viciously Unmerciful


P.S.


Nice one Mae. :D :D

PITIFUL DEBUTANTE.

Arrogant, Tactless. Some of the words that will describe this pitiful debutante. Among those words are, overweight, big-pored, and hopeless romantic.

I won't say her name, since she's not even worth talking about.

This might end quickly though. So sorry for your loss, but good luck on finding a new dancer for your 18 roses, debutante.

Show No Mercy,

Viciously Unmerciful

DANCERS I DON’T LIKE.

It may look cool to you, but for some reason I don't know, I hate these dancers. Except for the debutante of course:

This was the practice for their modern-day dance. They danced to La Cumparsita (which is a tango song, but they danced the swing and cha-cha with it) and Calle Ocho by Pitbull. I hated the back-ups. Arrgh. I really dunno why. Screw them. The Tango part was hilarious though. It was a lame sex pantomime for a threesome. *laughs*

Oh, and to my dear readers, I will be signing my posts with a pseudonym. Just something new and just for the secrecy of my identity to those who are oblivious to the truth.

SNM,

VICIOUSLY UNMERCIFUL.

ROCKIN' IT IN TZ

I had a blast with Carlo and Marc today. We went to TZ to send the earth in a tectonic shifting they've never experienced before in the form of Karaoke. \m/

I can't explain what happened in that small cubicle they called a Karaoke Room. So I recorded a small video of what happened before we left.

Here it is:







That's not the whole thing. And I know its insufficient. So I took some pics. :P

That doesn't even sum up the fun. They even got to make me sing songs I've never dared to sing. *quivers* You do not wanna know.



SNM,

Vince.

FLIRTY PEOPLE by Broken Heart

Flirt only AND ONLY IF you think you love someone and not because of the reason you want to forget someone because you're playing with feelings. Don't get other peoples hope up. Court a girl whom you really love. I'm talking about you mister! I know what you are! Flirt here and there! All you have in you is lust! Better find some other girl to flirt! Don't take advantage of the situation! Do you really think what you're doing is right?! If yes, then F*** YOU A**HOLE! Feelings aren't just mere objects!

 

To other people, you don't know me and I don't know you so beware. I'll be watching your moves.

 

Truly yours,

 

Broken Heart

 

• Isn't flirting because of lust, Broken Heart? Broken Heart might be giving more posts than I do.
  

                                  SNM,
  

                                  Vince.

BASED ON EXPERIENCE by Broken Heart

I want to thank Vince for letting me post an article… and here it is…

 

I just wanna say that it's really really hard to tell yourself to move on to another relationship if you keep on thinking about your past one. I myself really can't move on to another relationship because I keep on believing that someday we would come back together. It really hurts. I know. But trust me, you should move on because the person your thinking of is happy with his/her new one while you frown and make yourself miserable. So for all those people who can't move on… LOVE YOURSELF BEFORE YOU LOVE OTHERS. This thinking would help a lot. I may not be able to move on but I'm sure you can. So be happy. ^^

 

Yours truly,

 

Broken Heart

 

• Wow. Nice. Thanks Broken Heart.
  

      SNM, Vince.
  

I HATE THIS.

I can't believe I'm missing out. sigh.

MONDAY THE THIRTEENTH.

It's the start of another school week. Normally I would get excited, but the thing is, I wasn't.

Here goes:

It all started on the official start of the 29^th week of the 9^th year of this millennium. I went to my family's house in Pasay. It was a joyous (didn't know there was such a feeling) day. After a month or so, I've seen my fam. I was to go back to the condominium in Makati the next morning. First Period on Monday (today) is 10am. I reached the corner of Buendia on 8am. The rain began to pour (and I mean pour). I was pissed. But it was fine. I was able to contain myself. But then 20 minutes passed and an empty cab was inexistent in the road of Buendia. Long story short, it took me 1 hour and 32 minutes to get a cab. And in between, I got soaked, tire-splashed, raindrops shot in my ear. The drive going to Makati was a mean (and slow) 40 minutes. Basically, I was uberly pissed off. And I didn't get to first period. Second (and last) period was an hour, but the sub finished in 55 minutes. My journey to school was longer than the class. DAMN.

 

SNM,

Vince.

 

P.S.

Happy Birthday to Ivan Benson. :P

A RETRACTION. (IVAN CAPARAS AND FRIENDS, READ THIS)

I am publicly admitting to an error in judgment. This will make a mark in SHOW NO MERCY history. You guys should understand the gravity of this situation. This is a monumental event. So enjoy it while it's hot: Ivan Caparas, as stated in my blog post here, was slaughtered. I'm not gonna delete the blog post, and I won't take back the physical assessments I made, but the bully part, I will take back.

He does care about some people (well, at least, now he does, the way I see it). And he isn't that much of a bully either. He's actually alright. But he should be careful with his words though, because the moment he isn't, I'll massacre him. Sorry about that, Ivan.

So enjoy this once-in-a-lifetime experience in looking at a blog post about a public apology. This will be the last.

SNM,

Vince.

P.S.

Justin Supremido, you're the reason behind this apology. So you better comment. Or else, I've the dirt on you, pal.

WHAT THE HELL.

I woke up this morning, hoping it would be some dream, but it wasn't.

Our school is sooo wrong in choosing to remove the good professors and moving them to the main campus and replacing them with professors that barely know how to teach. I won't name names. I'm sorry. I know everyone feels like we don't learn that much as last year. Some even feel like that they don't learn at all.

What happened to CEU's standard?!

GOD HELP US.

Show No Mercy,

Vince.

TRANSFORMERS: REVENGE OF THE FALLEN

It’s late. I know. I just finished watching it in Glorietta 4. And damn was it awesome.

The effects were good, but the problem is, it was too good. It was too robotic, less human. The story was a little hard to understand if you have slow eyes.

Shia LaBeouf shown some good acting here, and Megan Fox too. And speaking of Megan Fox, lemme just say that she was HOTT. DAAMN. She was all over the place! I was sooo awestruck.

DAMN HER HOTNESS.

*clears throat*

Transformers: Revenge Of The Fallen is a good watch for die-hard fans (like me). So if you’re not a fan, don’t even think of watching it.

Show No Mercy,
Vince.

P.S.
I really like the photo I used for this post. :D

MY INSPIRATION.

Don't get me wrong okay? My inspiration doesn't exactly mean I'm pertaining to my "significant other" (because I don't have one).

I'm talking about my inspiration in doing this blog in the first place:

YES. The very hot, ERIN SILVER (played by Jessica Stroup). I like Jessica Stroup too, but the real inspiration, was her character in 90210, ERIN SILVER, (you can look at her stats here)

She says that you should call her by her last name, Silver. But you can call her Erin, but she says that the only response you're gonna get is silence and a death stare. Anyway, she's the reason why this blog was made to be (call me an imitator). She also has a blog here. It kinda sums up everything about her.

She described her blog, The Vicious Circle, as "the answers to life's inane questions answered by a 15 year-old in a bikini". In 90210, the blog is actually more of a YouTube Channel in which she describes herself as a "wannabe socialite". She mostly blogs about – why not check the blog out for yourself?

Long story short, (because I'm just "crush" babbling) Silver is just great. Jessica Stroup is hot. ("crush" babbling again) :D :D

Show No Mercy,

Vince.

NEW MOON.

DAMN. I really liked The Twilight Saga before, now it's just… eeh.

ANYWAY, this is the new cover of the No. 1 NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER, New Moon. Normally, I would explain, but Nah. It's all in the cover. New Moon wasn't a very good read – oh who am I kidding, it was awful. It was boring. * Eeh * Readers aren't hooked to The Twilight Saga because of Bella, Jacob or Edward alone, let's face it: it's the sexual tension between Bella and the guys (well, mostly Edward). Mostly, New Moon was boring because the most tense scene (in terms of romance) is the forced kiss between B and J (I did not just call them that * quivers *). Sorry J, but E's got more game * laughs *. But the new cover makes the wolves look totally awesome. I'm planning to watch it the moment it shows in the Philippines. Reviews will be posted immediately.

Show No Mercy,

Vince.

IVAN CAPARAS. FIRST VICTIM.

Asshole. * evil laugh * Never trust a person who sounds like he's always drunk. And now, he's bald. Hip hop-y, semi-bald. GAHD. He has curly (like, cuuuuurrrly) before, then he colored it, straightened it, and now he's bald * quivers * (not to mention his past swept-to-the-side hair, leaving a crevasse * laughs * on his semi-bald head)

He has a body of a skeleton, teeth that couldn't be more unaligned. He talks behind your back, calls you names. He's a bully (well, without the eerily large body, and gothic eyeliner and excessive piercings).

I just wanted to blog about him because now, I hate him. * evil laugh some more * He doesn't care about others. Just himself. GOD.

Let this be proof that I won't show mercy at all. If I have no one to slaughter, I'll pick on celebs. * yay *

Show No Mercy!

Vince.

FRIENEMIES.

I bet that most of the people that read this post don't know the meaning of the word. A Frienemy (pl. Frienemies) is a portmanteau word that obviously means what it sounds like: A friend and an enemy. You can find the 13 meanings of the word here.

For example:

You are the leader of a study group. You already have a plan on what, how to study, and have some study tricks up your (smart-ass) sleeve. But then your frienemy steals your spotlight and subtly depicts her study plan. You suddenly get all enraged and cuts her throat and suck her blood (of course you stop the minute you find out that it sadly was just your imagination).

There you go. I have my own set of frienemies, which I hate with all the passion I have. I will post the names if and only if they cross the LINE.

Thoughts about frienemies? Comment then. Ugh.

Show No Mercy,

Vince.

PEOPLE THAT YOU TRUST. IM SORRY, BUT I HAVE TO SAY THIS: BULLCRAP.

I can safely say now that I can't trust anyone. People will go behind your frickin' back, and stab it. Even the people you LOVE. What the hell. Sometimes people don't even know that they hurt other people. Other people think that they do stuff to you that are for the better of your well-being.

WELL, TO THOSE PEOPLE: Stop and think. Is it really for their benefit? Or yours? Damn.

Like your classmates. Some will "help" you but then it will look like they did the job, and get credit for it. Not to mention that they'll look good…or better.

Your siblings. Sometimes they naturally hate your guts. They'll fight to be better than you. Fight for the affection of your parents.

Even your parents. They think they're teaching you some lesson, or giving love in weird ways you don't even feel! What the F?!

Trust is certainly a thing of the past. I swear. NEVER, I repeat, NEVER trust easily. It might be the death of you. Inside, or out.

Some might think that this post makes no sense, but it does. Trust me (LOL).

The key on trusting somebody is to hate them. If they can handle the worst in you, they can be your friend.

SHOW NO MERCY (please don't.),

VINCE.

YOU CAN SHOW NO MERCY. SEND ARTICLES NOW!!

You too can SHOW NO MERCY. How? Here's how: you can send me articles of absolutely anything that comes to your mind. Everyone is open to send. And everyone's articles will be posted.

FYI:

• If you want a pseudonym, tell me.
  
• Every article will be proofread, and edited (if necessary).
  
• MY E-MAIL ADDRESS: thenextvince@yahoo.com (no spam, FGS)
  

I can't wait for your posts!

Show No Mercy,

VINCE.

STUPID PEOPLE. ARRGH. READ THIS.

STUPID PEOPLE.

We all know some stupid people. And we all have our own meaning of stupid.

I’m gonna come straight to the point. There are a lot of stupid people around me. Meaning, my classmates, schoolmates, and the like.

Some are just overdramatic. Some of the people I know put on the internet that they are hurt and dying inside but they can’t show it, and have to fake their f**kin’ smiles. They can’t show their true feelings but they post it on the internet? Damn. Stupid. Show-offs. Drama Queens (yes, they’re girls) and attention-hogging b**ches.

Liars. There are people who want to look better to everyone — those kinda liars. They lie and get found out. That’s it! Dang. Lying for different self-image. Arrgh. I don’t know why they even do that — oh wait, of course: attention. Ugh. Just ugh.

And lastly, the simplest form of stupidity: plain, old, stupid. People who ask, look, act, speak, breathe, swallow stupid. Arrgh. Can’t blame them though. Sometimes they intentionally become stupid. You know, bimbo-ey.

The bottom line of all this is attention. Spotlight-y assholes. Ugh. Sometimes we all like or love attention. But some love it too much. If money is the root of all evil, attention is the root of all stupidity. Ugh.

I might be stupid, but I have to find out how, why, and what kind of stupid. Or I might not be stupid at all (yey). Got some ideas?

Show No Mercy,

Vince.

CLASSES RESUME. Hopefully this time, it’s for real. I’m excited… should I?

College classes resume on the 15th, as everybody know already. The exciting feel of the school. That’s the feeling I wanna have. Not lame, or boring. But I can’t help but think of the bad side of school. There are just those assholes that talk behind your back, thinking how to make your life a little more miserable (trust me, there are those kinda people, you just haven’t seen them in there true form, LOL).

Just so those people know, if they go behind my back and stab me, I’m gonna make their lives the worst by the use of the pen… not the sword. Wait, in my case its keyboard (LOL.)

Moving on…

There are those atrocious beings (some are totally great of course) they call teachers (in our case, professors). You do a “good” job, they give you a “good enough” grade. You do a GREAT job, and they give you a “good” grade. Arrgh. It’s disgusting those kinda things they call, *ugh* teachers.

Another thing: monstrous security guards. One day they let you in without an ID, next day your forbidden without one. arrgh. And sometimes, when you desperately hide ur ID-less body with your jacket, you still get caught. They must have these x-ray eyes or something. arrgh. Screw them.

So, anyway, there you go. Things to make you think twice about going to school. LOL. Enjoy dropping out! :D :)))

Show No Mercy,
Vince.

KOREANOVELAS. KOREANOVELA-OBSESSED FILIPINOS.

Let me just say that I have absolutely nothing against Koreans. But I have a thing or two for Filipinos that love them–too much.

I just saw a report on TV Patrol World about the Koreanovela craze, Boys Over Flowers. People in the Philippines are just sooo obsessed about it. Looking like them, speaking like them, arrgh. As I said, I have nothing against Koreans, but Filipinos are known for imitating other countries. If it’s for the better of the (frickin’) country then go on! But following them obsessively, is a waste of time, talent (if they do have talent, arrgh), money, and energy. Not to mention TV Patrol’s camera batteries and airing (and my typing).

So to those people: Quit It.

Show No Mercy,

Vince.

SCREW PIRACY.

I’m gonna come clean: I buy some pirated DVDs. Mostly because the quality is so-so, and its totally cheaper. I have came across a DVD of the first season of one of my favorite series, 90210. It clearly says on the photoshopped cover: 90210: Season 1. I thought, thank God. I can finally catch up with the series. I was convinced that all 24 episodes of the 1st season was there. Before the DVD was with me, I only got to watch up to episode 13. Meaning I have to watch episode 14 up to 24 in the DVD. But I when checked the (frickin’) DVD, it was only up to episode 14. I was pissed. It would’ve been better if it said on the cover that it was only up to the 14th episode. I am sooooo pissed right now (arrgh).

So I’m back to watching 90210 in high quality Youtube, so I could catch up with the series on STAR World.

Arrgh. Just, arrgh.

Show No Mercy,
Vince.

FLIRTY BITCH. PERIOD.

My blog posts might be disturbing at times, but I don’t care what people think. My motto: Show no mercy. When this “girl” in this blog crosses the line, her name will be in this blog and my other blogs for the public to see her “wickedness” (LOL). Here goes:

I haven’t had a relationship since last year, and had been searching most of the time. But there is this girl. She and my friend just broke up. She had communication with the moment we became friends in Yahoo! Messenger. She showed signs of flirtatiousness, and I could handle that, but the fact that she just broke up with my friend kinda tells me that I should stay away from her. And I did…try.

The longer we had communication, the more she was kinda flirting (I can’t say if she really is flirting, but I feel she is). She kept complementing my looks in way very disturbing (considering her fresh break-up). So I’ve decided to delete her from my Yahoo! Messenger list. We don’t have that much communication now (thank God).

Show No Mercy,
Vince.

WELCOME TO "SHOW NO MERCY"

I’m gonna write to the public about the stupid (or not really stupid) stuff that is going on with me and/or the stupid people around me. So you might end up getting written, but it could be the best, or worst thing that ever happened to you. I am trying to revolutionize the world of teeange blogging. ROCK ON, and SHOW NO MERCY.

Vince.