Nobody in this world worth anything
It is all just some made-up thing
Where everyone inclined to believe in clinging
To some sort of belief and bearing
There's no actual physical enduring
Just a bunch of lost dreaming
The stakes are high & it seems we are losing
Embracing life as though it has meaning
When reality is far from the telling
Hearing tales of good living
Actual experience nothing but trying
Pacify ourselves with reminiscing singing
Merriment & delight ceased like lightning
Guess they are just God's way of playing
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Saturday, April 16, 2005
My rants about chatting.... >.<;;;
16 April 2005
2100hrs.
[There are only 3 hours in yutarotanaka's day.... how will it end?]
yo! just wanna get this outta my system... been really annoyed with it lately so here goes...
i have been a frequent chatter at the mychub.org 's chat room at the mIRC DALnet server #mychubs for the past month or two... made some chat buddies there already that you can have a nice conversation with... i even found an OP there that can speak the native/local language that i use here in our country... so my past month or two chatting there was quite fun except for some things which i'm gonna enumerate to you all right now...
First of all... people keep on passing message to you in private asking you to join this particular channel etc. ... spammers are so freaking annoying especially when you're in the middle of a nice conversation and it just butts in on you...
Sencond... people pm me and asks for my stats even if i never chatted with him before... i mean, come on... introduce yourself first before you demand of any information from... the nerve of those people... just so rude...
Third... other people pm me too, asks if they wanna chat with me, then asks if im a chub or chaser... and some of them when i answer that im a chub they just say "oh! im not a chub lover" or "chasers only for me" and just ditch me like i offended them or something... HEEEELLLLUURRRR!!!! why does it have to be a chaser that has to chat with you? cant a chub make an intelligent conversation? and vice versa for those slims rejected by others not into slims
hmmmm...
*eyebrows raised*
just thinking out loud...
whistling ^^
its just... some people here pm me and then ask if im chaser or chub.... and after finding out that im not in the 'weight class' that they want they just ignore me...
so rude of ppl like that... people on that chatroom should be have more tact... you mustnt ditch chatting someone becoz they dont conform to your standard in terms of weight.... sheesh.... so lame... are people in there just to hook up on people? to get other people in bed with them? to sink their perverted teeth into the flesh of their oh so willing 'victim' if so... then people like those are just so sick... this is just the exact thing the gives PLU a bad name... people think that all we think all the time is finding ways to get into bed with PLU... damn... just damn!
oh my! oh my!... i really lashed it out big time this time...
*inhales* *exhales* *inhales* *exhales* *sigh*
i know not all people there are like that but if someone read this post and you think you're one of those people that have this kind of behavior while chatting... then change this bad habbit... i dont think you're social errmmm... chatting life will benefit if you continue with your lousy, irratating ways...
now that i have probably said all the things i wanted to say... its time for me to get back into my nice little hole here... until next time... ja~ne!
yutarotanaka... out! [kzzt!]
2100hrs.
[There are only 3 hours in yutarotanaka's day.... how will it end?]
yo! just wanna get this outta my system... been really annoyed with it lately so here goes...
i have been a frequent chatter at the mychub.org 's chat room at the mIRC DALnet server #mychubs for the past month or two... made some chat buddies there already that you can have a nice conversation with... i even found an OP there that can speak the native/local language that i use here in our country... so my past month or two chatting there was quite fun except for some things which i'm gonna enumerate to you all right now...
First of all... people keep on passing message to you in private asking you to join this particular channel etc. ... spammers are so freaking annoying especially when you're in the middle of a nice conversation and it just butts in on you...
Sencond... people pm me and asks for my stats even if i never chatted with him before... i mean, come on... introduce yourself first before you demand of any information from... the nerve of those people... just so rude...
Third... other people pm me too, asks if they wanna chat with me, then asks if im a chub or chaser... and some of them when i answer that im a chub they just say "oh! im not a chub lover" or "chasers only for me" and just ditch me like i offended them or something... HEEEELLLLUURRRR!!!! why does it have to be a chaser that has to chat with you? cant a chub make an intelligent conversation? and vice versa for those slims rejected by others not into slims
hmmmm...
*eyebrows raised*
just thinking out loud...
whistling ^^
its just... some people here pm me and then ask if im chaser or chub.... and after finding out that im not in the 'weight class' that they want they just ignore me...
so rude of ppl like that... people on that chatroom should be have more tact... you mustnt ditch chatting someone becoz they dont conform to your standard in terms of weight.... sheesh.... so lame... are people in there just to hook up on people? to get other people in bed with them? to sink their perverted teeth into the flesh of their oh so willing 'victim' if so... then people like those are just so sick... this is just the exact thing the gives PLU a bad name... people think that all we think all the time is finding ways to get into bed with PLU... damn... just damn!
oh my! oh my!... i really lashed it out big time this time...
*inhales* *exhales* *inhales* *exhales* *sigh*
i know not all people there are like that but if someone read this post and you think you're one of those people that have this kind of behavior while chatting... then change this bad habbit... i dont think you're social errmmm... chatting life will benefit if you continue with your lousy, irratating ways...
now that i have probably said all the things i wanted to say... its time for me to get back into my nice little hole here... until next time... ja~ne!
yutarotanaka... out! [kzzt!]
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
my chubby professor...
13 April 2005
0030hrs. (hongkong/singapore time)
[There are only 23 hours and 30 minutes left in yutarotanaka's day.... how will it end?]
wow! my first post here... exciting... hihihihi ^^...
anywayz... oh! so rude of me... didn't even introduce myself... (GOMEN! GOMEN!)
im yutarotanaka... im kinda new here... been lurking for the past 4-5 months here... just getting the feel of being here and waiting for the right moment to come out of my hole ^^;
so where was i? oh yeah! im was gonna share ummm... let's just say an 'encounter' that i had...
it was the first week of the new school term... me along with my classmates were waiting patiently for our instructor in our management class... the minutes dragged by... but still no instructor came into room... our teacher was late... to kill time... me and some of my seatmates decided to chat... we made guesses on who our professor in this subject would be...we prayed vigilantly that we wont get a crackpot, old fool to teach us this subject... we've got plenty of those now on our other subjects...
finally, 30 minutes after the class was suppsed to start... the classroom's door opened... what entered was the most gorgeous man that i ever saw... our teacher was massive... as in mammoth huge... he's about 310lbs. and about 6 feet in height... he has short black hair that is clean cut... he also has a mustache and goatee... he was wearing long sleeve polo shirt and black pants... he look so well groomed... so clean... and he has this boyish look in him... so innocent... so refreshing...
he introduced himself... then he asked us to write some info about us on an index card... also, he asked us to write a 5 sentence piece on the topic "how do i see myself 5 years from now"... he collected the cards and made a roll call stoping at some names and asking the owner of the card for his/her hometown or other stuff... he has a good sense of humor... he made funny jokes and comments about what some of us wrote on the cards... we were laughing our heads off each time he cracked a joke... when he got to my name, he jokingly said "aaahhh... mr. ******... you must be my long, lost son, huh? where is your province i wonder?"... he said this because we had the exact same surname... the whole class laughed at this little joke... i smiled and i said that my father was from this particular province while my mother was from this province... he said he lived for a while on the province where my father was from but he moved after graduating high school to study in the city... we made small talk for a moment before he moved on to another card and student... after that talk, it was like i already know him...
after the roll call... he talk about the subject... he gave a preview of what to expect and the requirements to pass the subject... he also talked about his life a bit, his work at a big cellphone service provider and about other stuff... althroughout his talk, i just stared at him, i'm still listening intently though but i just cant take my eyes off him... his face... his gut... his man boobies... and his butt... they were all equally proportioned... i just kept wondering how would it feel just to cuddle him...
after an hour or so of discussion... he dismissed the class... i tried to stall so i can stare at him some more by pretending to organize my things... he was still in the room erasing the chalkboard so he had his back on me... every stroke he made to erase the writing on the board his bely would jiggle... it was really fun to watch... when he finished, he collected his things and was about to exit the room when he saw that i was the only one in the room... he called me and said "coming?"... "yes, sir... one moment" i said as i collected my bag when went for the door... he let me exit first... i went out of the room and was not even a couple of steps away from him when he gave me a pat on my back... he said "don't be late next meeting, huh? mr. ******"... i jokingly replied "with all due respect sir, you were the one that was late."... he laughed at this and told me he'll do good next time... hihihihi ^^ that was a nice class i though to myself... i hope every meeting in that subject would be like that...
wow... didn't realize that i wrote a novel-like piece here... sorry for taking up so much space in this blog and taking up most of your time reading... but all the same, i hope you liked it ^^;
well that's it for now... got to study... and lots of house chores to do... 'til next time... yutarotanaka... OUT! [kzzzt!]
0030hrs. (hongkong/singapore time)
[There are only 23 hours and 30 minutes left in yutarotanaka's day.... how will it end?]
wow! my first post here... exciting... hihihihi ^^...
anywayz... oh! so rude of me... didn't even introduce myself... (GOMEN! GOMEN!)
im yutarotanaka... im kinda new here... been lurking for the past 4-5 months here... just getting the feel of being here and waiting for the right moment to come out of my hole ^^;
so where was i? oh yeah! im was gonna share ummm... let's just say an 'encounter' that i had...
it was the first week of the new school term... me along with my classmates were waiting patiently for our instructor in our management class... the minutes dragged by... but still no instructor came into room... our teacher was late... to kill time... me and some of my seatmates decided to chat... we made guesses on who our professor in this subject would be...we prayed vigilantly that we wont get a crackpot, old fool to teach us this subject... we've got plenty of those now on our other subjects...
finally, 30 minutes after the class was suppsed to start... the classroom's door opened... what entered was the most gorgeous man that i ever saw... our teacher was massive... as in mammoth huge... he's about 310lbs. and about 6 feet in height... he has short black hair that is clean cut... he also has a mustache and goatee... he was wearing long sleeve polo shirt and black pants... he look so well groomed... so clean... and he has this boyish look in him... so innocent... so refreshing...
he introduced himself... then he asked us to write some info about us on an index card... also, he asked us to write a 5 sentence piece on the topic "how do i see myself 5 years from now"... he collected the cards and made a roll call stoping at some names and asking the owner of the card for his/her hometown or other stuff... he has a good sense of humor... he made funny jokes and comments about what some of us wrote on the cards... we were laughing our heads off each time he cracked a joke... when he got to my name, he jokingly said "aaahhh... mr. ******... you must be my long, lost son, huh? where is your province i wonder?"... he said this because we had the exact same surname... the whole class laughed at this little joke... i smiled and i said that my father was from this particular province while my mother was from this province... he said he lived for a while on the province where my father was from but he moved after graduating high school to study in the city... we made small talk for a moment before he moved on to another card and student... after that talk, it was like i already know him...
after the roll call... he talk about the subject... he gave a preview of what to expect and the requirements to pass the subject... he also talked about his life a bit, his work at a big cellphone service provider and about other stuff... althroughout his talk, i just stared at him, i'm still listening intently though but i just cant take my eyes off him... his face... his gut... his man boobies... and his butt... they were all equally proportioned... i just kept wondering how would it feel just to cuddle him...
after an hour or so of discussion... he dismissed the class... i tried to stall so i can stare at him some more by pretending to organize my things... he was still in the room erasing the chalkboard so he had his back on me... every stroke he made to erase the writing on the board his bely would jiggle... it was really fun to watch... when he finished, he collected his things and was about to exit the room when he saw that i was the only one in the room... he called me and said "coming?"... "yes, sir... one moment" i said as i collected my bag when went for the door... he let me exit first... i went out of the room and was not even a couple of steps away from him when he gave me a pat on my back... he said "don't be late next meeting, huh? mr. ******"... i jokingly replied "with all due respect sir, you were the one that was late."... he laughed at this and told me he'll do good next time... hihihihi ^^ that was a nice class i though to myself... i hope every meeting in that subject would be like that...
wow... didn't realize that i wrote a novel-like piece here... sorry for taking up so much space in this blog and taking up most of your time reading... but all the same, i hope you liked it ^^;
well that's it for now... got to study... and lots of house chores to do... 'til next time... yutarotanaka... OUT! [kzzzt!]
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