Ambigram: Marlo

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I'm Bored...

Well... No, not really. It's more like not having anything to do that I resorted to do the most mundane of things which resulted in my doing things that I now regret. It's not really regret-regret. It more like regret-you-just-had-to-do-that-out-of-all-the-other-equally-boring-yet-are-the-only-
things-you-can-do kind of regret. Well, you see what I did was that I started to read blogs of other people.

You might be saying, "Uhm... What's so bad about reading other people's blog?" Well, I had the misfortune to read the blogs of successful people. Well, successful in blogging anyway. I stumbled (rather intentionally yet unknowingly) into the blogs of people that are famous and have a lot of traffic. They're good. Real good. They talk about anything and they seem to know a lot about it or they can talk about it in a way that you think they know something of whatever they are talking about (You may have noticed that I am using these rather long sentences that should have a lot of commas a lot and should be broken into several smaller sentences but which aren't. Well, that's how I normally talk and I type the way I talk. If you don't like it, well... try to live with it). They also have a very wide range of topics they can talk about. Topics like cars, eyebrows (whut?), guitars, pets , etc... Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for them. I'm thrilled. Really. Right.

The problem is more on how unhappy I am now of my own blog. You see, my blog can be summed up in two words: Pathetically Stupid. It contains nothing (which by the way, is the entire point of my blog). But c'mon. Other people have nothing in their blogs too. How come they have a better blog than mine? How can their nothing be better than my nothing? T_T Anyway, that's why I regret reading other people's blogs. I feel ashamed for mine. It's pathetic. It's stupid.

Well, in my defense (Yes, I do realize that I am the one persecuting myself. Just let me be.), I am not a born blogger. If you've read my second article (which I know you didn't but I don't care (read it)... Really, I don't care (please read it).) you'd know what I mean. I am one of the "converts" (Well, forced is more like it). To tell you the truth, I was one of the biggest skeptics of blogging. When it first came out (about the same time my friends started to bug me to make one), I thought, "Why the hell would I want to post my days event for everyone to read?" I mean, what for? I barely remember what I did (primarily because I didn't care), so I can't exactly tell others about it. Also, if I didn't care about my day, why would anyone else? So, for the longest time I would dismiss any discussions about blogging and my friends quickly learned not to talk about it in front of me. But time passed and as we all know, time...uhm...time...uh...does something... I think. Anyway, discussions about blogging were everywhere: newspapers, net (duh!), library, net cafes (duh! again). So I could not avoid but be forced to overhear some of the new things about blogging. I liked what I heard though. People earning from their blogs. People becoming celebrities for their blogs. Wow (Money, evidently, piques my interests in the stuff that involves it). As far as I have researched in ways for global domination (I read a couple of comic books), money and fame are the two things that always come with power and guess what? I am easily seduced by power. Anyway, long story short (You: You mean you had a short version and I could have skipped all that bullshit...ahem...bovine manure up there? Me: Yes.) I was convinced to start a blog by forces (money, power, greed, fame, insatiable appetite for better things) far stronger than my powers (nil, nada, nothing, zero) can take. So here I am.

Only later did I realize, though, that I have absolutely no talent or skill or even the smallest drop of creative juice for blogging. I was stuck with something between an awkward journal of a sickly preteen boy and a potential source of blackmail information (that is, blackmail against me). I tried spicing it up with poems and my tragic skill for ambigrams but to no avail. Really, I am a somewhat proud owner of a sad and derisory blog, as proud as a human father is to have cockroaches for children can be.

So you see, my page has no visitors, only poor souls who had the misfortune to stumble (click accidentally) into my page. It is not the least bit interesting or informative. I am a sad, sad little man. I am to the point of deleting this account, but since I have nothing else better to do (and I don't know how), I think I'll keep this up and running (more like crawling...no...squirming). *Sigh*

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Ambigram: Diana

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hBal, alBh, laBh, lhaB, alhB, aBlh, Blah!

It's not really fair when I don't post anything with more than just one word in an article and still call this page my blog. That is why I am now going to use my powers to bore you to death. I will relay to you, the person whose present activity is perusing, using one of the most common ways of correspondence to an individual other than one's self, some subjects that relates to the occurrence of events between the period of when the main source of light and center of our solar system ascends high to the moment when it disappears beneath the horizon. Pretty exciting, right? Right...

Well, it was one heck of a day. I did nothing of the things that has me doing something that has nothing to do with me and even if it did have something that had any thing to do with me, which I did not have, I did not do it or would have done it even if it would have been my undoing which leads to me to say that I did what I did not do, which is everything which does and/or does not have any thing to do with me. That pretty much sums up everything I did... or did not do...

So, I hope that my activities today is clearly stated and that you are now, to some extent, aware of the complexities of my day.

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Ambigram: Michelle

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Ambigram: Jasper

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Ambigram: Winston

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Ambigrams of Names

Hey! I made that. I have lots of those too. Different names. I started making ambigrams after I read Dan Brown's "Angels And Demons". The ambigrams in that book are amazing. So well anyway, I started to make some of my own. I tried my name at first but it was really hard. I just can't seem to manipulate the letter K. I tried the names of my classmates then that was the start of it.

I'm going to post different ones each day (until I run out, that is). I've made only names of people I know. They are not really good because, as far as I can remember, I am no artist. These were made during the dull moments in class. By the number of names I have turned to ambigrams, I can say I had too many dull moments in class. They're no work of art but most of my friends seem to like it so maybe you would too. They're not really good. Some of them are "forced", meaning I tried to make them but couldn't so I just forced it to look like the name. So for those who are less imaginative, the ambigram won't work.

Anyway, if you like it and if, by sheer luck, one of the names I made just happen to be your name, then use it if you want. Ask the raw format from me, (that is PSD or DWG or AI format), if you want to edit it or use it to your liking. Share the talent (or in my case, doodles), that's what I say. I would just like to ask you to credit me. If anyone ask where you got that crappy ambigram from, mention me0 Even if you manipulated it a bit, just credit me for the original idea. "Donating" is not a bad idea either. If you would like me to turn your name into one, ask me. One condition though, I only do full first names. I don't do nicknames, user names, avatar names, or what other names. I think the reason why I made a lot of these is because I limit my...ahem..."talent" to just making full first names. If you are Jose Antonio, I could try making Jose or Antonio or Jose Antonio. It depends mostly on my mood, skill, and amount of creative juices I have during that time. Just request. You've got nothing to lose. I won't promise you anything though. I can't even do my own name, so it's not a sure thing that I can do yours. I can give it to you in DWG format, PSD format, or AI format, or any common image format (e.g .jpeg, .gif, .bmp, etc...).

If you have any suggestions to make the name better, tell me. I love constructive criticism (and to those who don't know what that means, and I mean flamers, just effing shut up). So, that's about it. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.

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Ambigram: Anthony

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Am back...

Hmmm...
Now that was what I call a really long break. I've not posted for more than a month. I've been very busy, you see. After my last post, a lot has happened. I've done a lot with great results and I've been through a lot, also with great results.

Anyway, I've been reviewing for The Exam and it took a lot, if not all, of my time. Fortunately, I can say that it was all worth it. I passed The Exam. It was not as tiring as i thought it would be. I kinda enjoyed it a bit, especially if I truly understood what it was I was studying. Thanks to my roomie, I've done a great deal of "learning" during the last two weeks before The Exam. Note the quotes on learning. I really can't call it learning as much as it's cramming. Nonetheless, I seem to retain what it was I crammed, so I guess I did learn something. The Exam was uneventful. i didn't have a nervous breakdown. In fact, I wasn't even nervous at all. For the last 4 days before The Exam until the day I got the results, I wasn't in anyway anxious. It kinda bothered me, the fact I was not nervous I mean. I was able to justify it though, which I will explain in a later post. Anyway, now that The Exam is over, I am FREE!!! FREE I tell you!!! FREE!!! or until I get a job...

To what I've been through... Well, I was sick like two weeks before the exam. I thought it was just a passing fever. When it did not abate, I thought I had dengue again. Had my blood check and it showed some bothering things. I can't really elaborate since I'm no med student and I don't have the least bit of idea what it was I had checked. Hehehe. Had it checked again, anyway it wasn't dengue. Good, 'cause I hated my experience with it, having to drink "tawa-tawa" and the itch. It was just a weirdly intense yet short fever. It was all okay by Thursday (it started Sunday evening). I missed a couple of review classes though. When I thought I was through that, the Monday of next week, the Monday of the Exam week, the fever came back. Damn. Anyway, I kinda preempted it and was able to thwart it's full impact. It was okay when I took the exam, though a bit of the illness was still there. I got through it all right.

Another thing that played a big part throughout all this was the deficit of my capability to trade goods with establishments that provide necessary supplements to continue my existence. Simply put, I had very little money. It was the easiest to solve of my problems, though the most embarrassing. I got through it all right too.

So anyway, that was what took a lot of my time and energy so I was not able to post. Now that I'm FREE, maybe I'd pick up where I left off. Peace!

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I Am

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