Like Jesus, my blog has resurrected after 3 days [or 5 years since biblical references really aren't to be taken literally(yes, Theo)]. My blog has been revived mainly because I found twitter a bit restricting. I want to say so much, but the 160 characters kinda hold me back from speaking my mind. Accompanying the revival of this blog is its cleansing. Over the years, I've seen how much the way I think and how I write has changed. It's actually kinda nice to start with a clean slate and I promise to blow the minds of the readers with awesomeness and meaningless insights. So with that, I say unto you in the words of Mark Dacascos' uncle, "Allez cuisine!"
Last night, I was coerced by my close friends Di Genove and Pauline Ylaya to try Chatroulette. Being the curious and adventurous person that I am, I did. It started off well, as i clicked the first few Nexts. After around 7 clicks, I realized that most of the people who were using it were guys. After around 3 more clicks, I realized that most of the guys were really horny. By my 20th Next, I had encountered around 7 people who were jacking-off. I'm estimating that I encountered around 50 people in the duration that I was online. 6 of them were girls, 4 of them were ugly. The others were guys who looked like either hillbillies, bums, pedophiles or rapists. I've come to the conclusion that Chatroulette is a site that promotes homosexuality. F that.
And to Di Genove, who persistently continues to persuade me to show her my legs, here you go. Yoga gear battle mode, ENGAGE!