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Si Butoyzki


butoy zki(b-tyz-k)
n. [Malay > butoy + zki]

  • disi-nwebe anyos.
  • e studyante at nangungulila.
  • kambal-diwa ng kape at alak
  • tam bucho
  • Kodakan

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    butoyzki:

    blurbs of time forgotten.. haha!

    munds:

    BUTOYZ! hahaha finally i was able to lurk into your site still reading your blurbs.

    rey:

    ano ung exchange link?

    rey:

    eto, ina-agiw… hehe. katamad eh.

    acee:

    ei, rey! what happened sa blog mo?

    butoyzki:

    patay na blog.. tsk tsk!

    jogasaurus:

    sigurado kang disi-nwebe anyos ka lang? ang utak mo pwede na pumasa sa isang taong matagal nang nanahan sa mundo ni Sabel…hmmm

    rey:

    hey ho! it’s not what you’re thinking..

    decci:

    A is for APPLE??? hmmm…

    kirk:

    gayan ng sabi ko i’ll the old skin… haha! ok na na yung blog sa firefox, divisions lang talaga problem ko, salamat potengena nagkaBUG ALERT sa lahat ng myfilehut accounts, buti nasolusyunan ko….

    butoyzki:

    acee: how’s the fishes tuggin’ on the your line?

    butoyzki:

    kirk: yup, been mobile blogging for a while eh.

    acee:

    it’s high time i read your bloggie. hehe! deym, i miss you guys.

    decci:

    hanggang kelan k magso-soul searching??

    kirk:

    bago na pala ang iyong tahanan? wala man lang party…

    butoyzki:

    haha, kelan naman nabuhay ‘to?

    decci:

    kumusta naman? miss na misssh na kita, ate…

    mon:

    aba’t buhay na pala ulit ang blog mo.. ^__^

    butoyzki:

    huh? i don’t get it?

    dek:

    rey.. san ka tumae?..

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    "Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves." - Gabo

    Multiple Choice

    Wednesday, September 20, 2006

    You woke up early because you don't want to miss your classes. You came there, but hear not even the faintest drag of footsteps, not a reek and billow of smoke blown out of some bum's piehole whom you very well get along with. Nobody bothered to tell you early on that classes are cancelled, so you ask passersby en route to their singularities. They affirm to whatever doubts you hold. Consequently, you continue walking. Finding that there's no familiarity from your vantage, you start to feel alone, in bad company with, who else, but yourself. You begin resorting to your options. A, B, C, D, E, F, G.. and then drown yourself in permutations.

    Posted by butoyzki at 11:04 PM | permalink

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    hi. :)

    i lost my phone. pero wla pa kapalit.

    r u still somewhere in baguio? or somewhere north.
    hope u’re good rey.

    Posted by mothproof at July 19, 2009, 4:23 am

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