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Five days I've been a shitbomb. The sort that every time your shitcrack fires in the hole, your butt ricochets from the toilet seat and hangs in the air momentarily. Some people call it Loose Bowel Movement, some Diarrhea. Whatever it's called, I'm a volcano of unlimited bottomless crap.
Must've been the tap water I boiled noodles with last Tuesday. It tasted like rust and sewage and crap combined.
Gaaaaaaaaah. I'm drunk and squeamish. I wanna vomit.XP
Lecheng LBM. So I wasn't able to go to Ipo Dam Watershed for the tree planting thingamajig this weekend.
If only Angel and Wiggles were a little less bitchier. They used my phone and pretended to be me when my tree planting groupmate called and texted, asking for the group equipment assigned to me.
Gah. My brain is an aquarium of murky shit.X0
The Ipo Dam Watershed Rehabilitation Project, it's sponsored by UPM. Angel and Wiggles just happen to hate me for joining this silly organization.
The thing is, I'm quitting my application to join UPM. Why should I give a shit about people I can't force myself to even like?
It's not that they're assholes. I'm just picky with people. If I'm going to spend two days up a mountain with new people, they better be witty, funny, vitriolic, or intellectual. Otherwise I'll just dropdead BORED and zoned out into another astral plane.
I've been avoiding boring characterless people all my life.
I've been avoiding BOREDOM all my life.
Angel and Wiggles argue it's illogical to have someone of my personality join this UPM organization thing. I am anti-organization, anti-institution, anti-religion, anti-establishment, anti-government, and whatever antibullshit I fail to recall. Stringent social structures, rules, regulations, procedures, hierarchy, order, tradition, dogma, authority, compliance, I find them all a swimming pool of bullshit.
I've been asking myself before: just why the hell am I forcing myself to invade and blend in with this organization?
It's not that I give a flying cannonball booger about belongingness. I have no need to be accepted, liked, wanted, appreciated. If you don't like me, just bug the fuck off. Simple as that.
WHY JOIN?
It's a good thing I have diarrhea this weekend.
It's a good thing the Victory bus vamooshed to Benguet and left Angel rotting in EDSA traffic. She's supposed to be hiking Mt. Ugo right now. Sucks to her. Harhar.XD And so nosedived depressed to my place for the time being.
It's a good thing codename Wiggles, my lover boyfriend bestfriend slave demigod whatever, is a useless worthless penniless bum on the go whenever I call.
My love for him is like pi--natural, irrational, infinite, perfect. Cheezy.XD
Us three rejects of society are hibernating in my room, drinking alcohol, pigging out, watching bizarre movies, reading books and magazines, playing chess, debating, biting each other and all that shit.
Our microcosm of shared miseries. We are happy.:D
So yeah, I quit. Training, lectures, pack runs and everything aren't enough reason to slave myself to this org. What I can learn from UPM I can read from a mountaineering handbook in one sitting. Everything else I'd rather learn on my own than from some authority dipshit who imposes strict rules.
I haven't any grudge against UPM and its members, mind. I'm just not into organizations in general.
I'm a loner.
I'm an individualist.
I'm a pariah.
I'm a loser.
BUT.
I am FREE.
And that's all that matters.:D
