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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

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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

    Damages Done, Memories Good As Gone

    Monday, October 2, 2006

    It's me and those words, which sounded so obscene and defamatory, that you chose to put me in your bin of memories. Yeah, it's been hard losing you as a company. Frying our livers, burning our lungs, nature trips, et al - has gone good then, but now just feels like a paragraph in a story. I don't know if you opted to put things into oblivion, or maybe it's just some phase I dreamingly pine for having a happy ending. And when that time comes, if it seems it doesn't hurt badly anymore, would you still be able to recall that time when I was just an SMS away?

    Posted by butoyzki at 10:38 PM | permalink

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