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Today's Musical Inclination: The Used - All That I've got

So deep, that it didn't even bleed and catch me
Off guard, red-handed now I'm far from lonely
Asleep I still see you lying next to me
So deep, that it didn't even bleed and catch me I...
I need something else would someone please just get me
Hit me, knock me out and let me go back to sleep
I can laugh all I want inside I still am empty
So deep, that it didn't even bleed and catch me I...
I'll be just fine pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely and it's all that I've got
I'll be just fine pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely and it's all that I've got
I guess, I remember every glance you shot me
Unharmed, I am losing weight and some body heat
I squoze so hard I stopped your heart from beating
So deep, that I didn't even scream fuck me I...
I'll be just fine pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely and it's all that I've got
I'll be just fine pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely and it's all that I've got

-This is more like the month's musical inclination. After listening to this song like, say, seventy times in the past week, it's still stuck in my head. Gah. Songs should not be made such that I can relate to them so immensely, even if I do not understand them completely.
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While we're on the subject of music...

Ako ay nahuhulog
Ako ay nahuhulog
Ako ay nahuhulog
Sa dyip...

Wala lang. Nahulog ako sa jeep kailan lang eh. Nasa loob na ko ng jeep nun, nadapa lang actually. 'Di naman ako na-injure or anything. Pero, ayan, yan naisip ko. Syempre yung manong driver kakana na ng walang sabit 'di tulad ng iba... mwehehehe.
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Heto pa isa.

Ok talaga yung ABS-CBN
Lalo na yung evening show na Nginiiig: The Hidden Files
Pangarap ko kailan lang lumabas sa telebisyon
Gusto kong makasali sa Sunday Edition

Matupad sana ang pangarap ko
Gagawin ko ang lahat makamtan lang ito
Ambisyon ng isang simpleng tao
Sana lahat ng ito ay magkatotoo

Pag ako'y nakasali siguradong malalaos
Ang pagkagwapo ni Mr. Danilo Barrios
Nais ko ring makilala ang pinaka-dream girl ko
Crush na crush ko kasi si Laiza Milo

Nung isang araw ako'y nag-audition
Psinychic ko ang career ng Universal Motion
Lahat ng ipagawa ay kinayanan ko
Sana ay pasado ako kay Jhong Hilario

Wahaha... wala lang. Haaayy... LaizaAaAaAAaAaaaa... :x
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Naalala ko lang bigla ang mga English teacher ko nung high school. Medyo naungasan ako dun sa iba eh. Pero in fairness, kung sino pa ang tinuring kong ungas, yun pa ang mga naka-diskubre sakin. Hahaha.

Nung first at fourth year na teachers ko, hindi siguro masyadong importante. Hindi naman ako lubos na nagalit o natuwa sa kanila. Ayos lang, keri lang. Ganun. Iba pa ang aking journ teacher nung fourth year dyan ha. Laking pasalamat ko dun at nagawa niyang sikmurain ang kabaliwan ko. Sana lang sinabi niyang hindi lahat ng tao sa peyups ay katulad niya. Pero, sha, di bale na. Hindi importante yan.

Simulan natin noong second year. Ang teacher ko noon ay banas na banas kami halos lahat, kasi ang lakas ng tama sa mood swing. May ibang kadahilanan pa na hindi ko na siguro uulitin, pero basta, banas kami sa kanya. Naalala ko siya kahapon kasi yung bagong guidance counselor sa DPS kamukha niya. Heniweiz, may utang na loob din ako siguro dun. Siya ang unang nakakita na may potential ako. Pilit niya kong isinali sa kung ano-anong mga contest noon, mapa-writing man o debate o impromptu speaking. Siguro nasa lima din yun, kasama na pati yung sa labas ng school. Mga dalawa lang talaga yung pinuntahan ko, sa loob pa ng school pareho. Yung iba kasi, lumipas na yung araw, di ko man alam na dapat palang gaganapin yung contest na yun. Hahaha. Kebs ko ba sa ganun dati. Isa lamang akong katorse anyos na ang tanging inaabala nung panahong iyon ay kung paano palakasin ang aking "mad skillz" sa larong Project Justice sa arcade.

Nawala na siya nung third year. Yung naging teacher naman namin, hahaha. Laugh trip, lalo na pag napag-tripan nung mga kupal kong kaklase. Para kasi siyang seryosong military-type na ewan, kaya ang mga magagaling kong kaklase ay ginawan siya ng theme song, with matching choreography pa! First day pa lang ay anlupit na ng katatatawanang nakuha namin nang gayahin siya nung pinaka-gago sa klase namin pagkalabas niya ng pinto. Pero importante rin ang titser kong ito.

Kasi, nung third year, dalawang oras at kalahati ang Filipino subject namin. Kaasar yan sobra, kaya wala talaga kaming natutunan tungkol sa Noli Me Tangere. Kaya nga lang ako pumasa ay dahil tuwing may quiz nangongopya ako dun sa katabi ko, na siyang bagsakin at nag-drop nung fourth year, kasi kinokopyahan niya yung isa niyang katabi na nakikinig at may alam din sa Noli. Ayos. Yun nga lang, pag quarterly, patay. Naloko na. Salamat sa Diyos at nakaraos din ako.

Anyway, nalalayo ang usapan. Noong third year, ang screening para sa mga bagong writer ng school newspaper ay kasabay ng Filipino subject namin. Syempre, dahil masipag akong bata na mahilig magsulat, sinubukan ko na rin. Yun nga lang, na-late ako at kinse minutos na lang ang natira para magsulat ng editoryal. Pucha, ano kayang matino ang maisusulat ko nun? Nilagay ko na lang sa papel, "I only had fifteen minutes to write! What do you expect?!" or something to that effect. Syempre, rejected. Ayos lang. Maya-maya, sabi nitong titser ko, ipinakita niya raw sa adviser ng paper yung isa kong formal theme. Ayun, tanggap, auxilliary nga lang. Pero ayos na rin. Pagdating ng fourth year, ginawa akong features editor. Ewan ko kung bakit, basta ganun. Tas dahil ako ang features editor at busy na yung ibang writer sa amin, isinali nila ako sa feature writing sa presscon. And the rest, as they say, is history.

Kaya sa inyong dalawa, kung nasaan man kayo... *plays Hindi Kita Malilimutan* Thanks. Both of you will forever be remembered for creating a monster. When the furious mob starts chasing me with pitchforks and torches, I'll have to remind them not to hate the product without hating the producer. Hahahahaha.

Ngayon, ok naman ang mga prof ko. Wala pa naman akong naeengkwentrong prof na nauungasan ako. Oo, yung iba kupal, pero hanggang dun lang. Bad trip lang sila, pero di sila ungas.

As far as English is concerned, I can't complain. Both of my profs thus far have been stellar. This sem, however, I'm having a wee bit of trouble with Eng 10. It's not the prof, just the subject itself. Coming up with a topic for my required papers is tougher than I thought it would be. Plus, I have to find "sources" for my writing. Gah. I hate having to justify what I write. I mean, sheesh. It's from my head, and that's pretty much all you need to know. Whether or not you believe me, whether or not you agree with what I said, is completely up to you. But oh well. I will persevere. I don't have much of a choice. Besides, I am me, after all. Ahahaha...
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Bakit ba English ang inaabala ko, eh meron pa akong exam sa Math 63 mamayang ala una at hindi pa ako nag-aaral kahit onti kasi galing kami ng DPS kagabi? o.o
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Completely Wrong Thought of the Day:

I like watching Nginiiig, ok? I like seeing Laiza Milo do her thing. Sheesh, she's the only reason I even watch that show. I think she studies in UP, but I'm not sure. Mam Jian suggested that I join the UP Paranormal Soc, saying that I'd be a good fit anyway 'cause I'm so weird and all. Well yeah, ok, if only to be acquainted with Laiza (or Laura Elizabeth, if you prefer), perhaps I will. One problem though: I scare so very, very easily.

Here's the deal. I woke up at around 3:25 am this morning according to my cell phone clock. I slept at around 10:30, so that's around five hours of sleep. Do-able, but not nearly enough for me. So I try going to sleep again, right? Can't. I'm scared shitless of ghosts. So I go downstairs, turn on the PC and I've been doing that since. I haven't even studied yet. I will in a while though, I guess. *sigh*... just writing this is a bit of a pain. Thank God for coffee, or else I'd prolly totally miss my exam.

Is this how it's gonna be from now on? Will I ever grow out of my "scared of ghosts" phase? Is this the price that I must pay for love?

If that is true, then so be it. Difficult as it may be, I will stay strong... for her...

Oh, and lest I forget, I am working on a, err, I dunno what it's called. A script? Transcript? Screenplay? Whatever. I shall call it Dannyboy, Medical Transcriptionist. I'm prolly not releasing that on my blog, though. I'll chalk that up to summer amateur movie projects, along with our (i.e. me, jeff and irwin) initial joint project, Kanal ng Karimlan. Watch out for them shiznit, holmes.