BEYOND THE HORIZON...

Mr. and Miss Anonymous have been frequenting my blog and leaving all these out of this world comments. I can't blame them, that's what they're being paid to do.




























































These comments are annoying.

I've decided to turn on my blog's comments word verification setting, apologies for the inconvenience.

Admit it. You were also intrigued by the name.

Mount Clitoris (formerly Mount Mogao) rises serene and solemn above a peaceful Barangay Cagubatan in Tadian, Mountain Province, also home to enchanted eels. -source-

Aside from its name, I find the place quite amazing, because it kinda resembles this:

He's running for president, who is he?!?

Na-coma ba ako? Nakatulog ba ako ng 10 years? A possible future president of the Philippines na never ko narinig ang pangalan? Who is Gilbert Teodoro?!?

Naging senador ba siya? Can he pull off an Obama next year? Pero ba't si Obama kilala ko na years before siya naging president, pero etong si Teodoro parang sumulpot na lang bigla?

LMAO! Wala lang. Siguro, wala lang ako interes na pag-aksayahan ng oras ang mga usaping pulitika sa Pilipinas. Kahit boboto lahat, kung ang lalabas na nanalo ay hindi naman yung tunay na ibinoto ng nakararami, ano tawag dun?

I'll leave my ballot blank. President: blank! Vice President: blank!

We have a Mac at the office. It uses no mouse so I'm not liking it.

I still couldn't appreciate the touch pad because it makes things slow for me. Perhaps I'm not just used to it; my fingers prefer clicking. In fact, two days after I got myself a laptop, I went back to the store to buy a mouse. That made my touch pad useless as it hasn't been used since then.

Like as if work is not enough to keep me busy, I still find time to put my farming skills to good use.

I've once again learned how to plow land, get may hands dirty, plant and grow crops and harvest them! Sounds like fun!

In fact I carefully laid a masterplan for my farm and proudly showed it to everyone. Look, even the UFOs were impressed they actually paid me a visit.



Well, how I wish the real thing could be as easy and fun as this.

But being a farm boy myself, I tell you, the time and energy that one spend in planting, growing and harvesting crops virtually is not even a light years close to reality.

Why?

Everything has become so predictable, most of the housemates are uninteresting, and I don't like how being true to one's self is being portrayed here. Showing your true colors doesn't always have to be about how ugly you are in the inside, right?

And am I the only one who thinks that Kuya's voice has become so annoying?