King of Pop Perhaps Died of Choking on a Likas Papaya Bar

When the news of Michael Jackson's death broke out, I was like, "What?" and the next thing I asked was, "How?" followed by a "Why?" I was so stunned that my speech was suddenly limited to mono-syllabic words. After a few minutes, the news finally sunk in, and there was acceptance. Nobody was able to answer my question on how he died. One, just vaguely said that he stopped breathing. So I figured that Michael Jackson died of choking, consuming a whole bottle of glutathione pills which caused his death, or perhaps Likas Papaya, a brand of whitening soap which effectively whitens the skin. Michael's skin color is really so ghastly-white, you don't believe it's actually vertiligo, is it? Investigation is still going on. Some speculate that it's heart attack or perhaps drug abuse. I, for one thing, take a strong stand on my Likas Papaya theory. Michael might have tried to whiten his skin for his upcoming concert and since it was just weeks away, he might have figured that the fastest way was to eat the bar of soap, and get instant results. Hahahaha. Yeah. Yeah, I know, I'm bad. I'm bad. You know it! But with due respect to MJ's family, and those who are grieving, MJ will always be the King of Pop. He surely will be missed.

HOW URBAN DICTIONARY DEFINES ME

INSTRUCTIONS: Go to and http://www.urbandictionary.com type in your answer to each question in the search box, then write the definition it gives you. 1. Your name? Rhosel Rhosel isn't defined yet. Oh Bummer. 2. Age? 30 a) porn: derived from the roman numerals xxx, meaning both 30 and porn. came around in the 21st century when members of the GPK needed code words to get past their parents. also makes it more comfortable to talk about porn. b)Also written as ---30---, -30-, /30/ or ###. Typography and news media shorthand meaning "end of story." And they all lived happily ever after. The End. -30- HAHAHA! Porn! Imagine... Triple X na pala ako. 3.One of your friends? Aileen a) A person who is not afraid to go out on da dance flo' and shake dat thang. b) the word shouted before an alien invasion. HAHAHA!!! Aileen is shouted before an alien invasion? :-) 4. Favorite colour? Pink a) Pink*The New Red! b) A word girls wear written across their butts. c) A clothing line by Victoria's Secret. It includes Panites, tank tops, shorts, bathing suits etc... WHOA! Pink is the NEW red? Really? 5. Favorite number? 3 a) A number that some people use a backwards E b) if 2 is company then 3 is a crowd THREE IS A CROWD. Hmmmmm. . . 6. Month of your birthday? March a) Month in which creative, laid-back, dreamy, cool people were born. b) The month in which all sexy, drop dead gorgeous women are born. c) All people born in March are true inspirations, have imaginations that run wild and are go-getters. The month in which all of the true gangsters were born! SO TRUE. I'm creative, dreamy, sexy and drop-dead gorgeous!!! (Walang kokontra!) 7. Last person you talked to? Hannah a) a girl with class, grace, poise and elegance b) Hannah is a fantastic person! Someone who you know you can always rely on. They are always nice, very funny and always have a laugh:) GEE. I WISH MY NAME WAS HANNAH. TOO BAD MY NAME ISN'T DEFINED YET. 8. One of your nicknames? Sel a) Salt in french, formerly known as this kid at school that is odd. But funny. ODD. FUNNY. AND SALTY. Hahaha. 9. What are you wearing now? Uniform a)Clothing that makes you free of judgements based on clothing by being constricting, uncomfortable and generally ugly. GENERALLY UGLY IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT. 10. Who are you crushing on right now? Jacob Black a) hot, sexy werewolf. also funny,caring,and all around nice guy. raising the standards for boyfriends all over the world. JACOB BLACK IS WAY HOTTER THAN THAT BLOODSUCKER. Go team Jacob!

Another Hallmark Holiday

Father’s Day is just another Hallmark holiday that was invented so that people from all over the world would have the initiative to buy greeting cards. I used to make a big deal out of these Hallmark events – i.e. Father’s Day, Mother’s Day, Grandparent’s Day and the like, but now that I have become a grump, it matters less to me. Supposedly, I should be buying my father something today, or perhaps greet him with a warm Happy Father’s Day greeting, but I am in no mood to greet maybe because I don’t believe in holidays anymore. What’s important is that I appreciate him while he is still alive. And if I choose not to, or choose to be indifferent . . . that means that my father is either physically dead or he is already dead in my heart and I don’t care about him anymore.

Basic Torment

It's been almost week of the most basic torment. I started Monday hoping for the best But then the shadow of my past comes back to haunt me. I tried to ignore the soulish beckoning, But the devil has a devious masterplan . . . And I couldn't escape. Tuesday was much more difficult Now with the devil beside me. . . Reminding me of what kind of person I am Imprinting me with feelings that I thought Were already lost at sea. Wednesday was such misery. There was he. Taunting. Yet even an armlength seems a mile away. Never touching. Yet the fantasy is there . . . But there is an invisible wall. And ofcourse The magic code of ethics Hanging over my head. Thursday was an icepick That has burst my bubble of arrogance. Three days of undrank coffee - Three days of heart palpitations - It was the most basic of torments . . . Only to find out that I was only assuming nothing. Damn it . . .

Tip of the Iceberg

It's been a two weeks after the first day of classes, and so far, I'm still breathing. My advisory class may be the rowdiest of the four sections, but I love them. I think I will have a swell time this year. Teachers have been complaining about their noise, but I don't really mind. I know that their behavior is just the tip of the iceberg, and I know that in the final analysis, my St. Augustine class would be the best 5th grade class this school year. With a little motivation and with a lot of love, they would be more than manageable - they'd be great. I'm looking forward to a great 2009-2010. I know that I shouldn't expect a lot from these kids, but I know their potential. All I have to do now is to tap in their potentials and make them the best of what they can be.

Jacob Black Rules!!!

Holy Sh**!!! I just . . . (stammers, ogles, sighs)

I need a moment.

*Five minutes later*

I feel like a school girl!!!

I just love Jacob Black...

He's soooooooo sexy.

Even sexier than Edward.

Jacob Black rules!!!

Get lost you bloodsucker lovers...

Wolves are out to get you!!!

Impatiently Waiting For New Moon

OH . . . MY . . . _ _ _!!! As you noticed, I couldn't finish my first sentence. I stared, with my mouth agape when I saw the official preview of New Moon - the sequel to Twilight. I am not an Edward fan. . . more of a Jacob fan if you would recall from some of my previous blog entries. I cannot wait for the film because now, with Jacob and his big muscles, I would surely enjoy every moment of it.