Songs of Love, Angst and Rallying

Today's Musical Inclination: Jimmy Eat World - Work

All the best DJ's are saving
The slowest song for last
When the dance is through it's me and you
Come on, would it really be so bad?

-This was today's LSS, although I am also quite fond of A Perfect Circle's 3 Libras and Home Grown's Cross my Heart. :D
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I must begin with an apology. Last time I posted, I promised you all that I would be posting pictures of my nephew here. However, my sister (his aunt) has forbade me from any such act, for fear of sicko pedophiles who salivate at opportunities such as that. I say, a pox on you, o malevolent psychos! You ruined everyone's fun...

...and, ultimately, gave me a lot more work to do. See, as soon as my sister sends me the uploaded pictures, I will have to e-mail the pictures to each of my friends. That's a whole lotta e-mail addresses, you know. Anyway, shout out to CNB Girl, who has requested to see my nephew (I think. You were the last person to post a comment, right?). Well, I don't know your addie, but if you would be so kind as to inform me then I would be more than happy to send you the pictures. Blueskies, did you wanna see the baby too? Lemme know ok? Anyone else who I didn't mention just let me know, as long as you introduce yourself first. Then I will have to review your case, hehe. Of course, if you happen to know that I know your e-mail add/Yahoo! ID, no problem. You're likely to receive them some time soon.

With that said, some time soon could be a long time from now. My sister is sending me the pictures, and I dunno when she will do so.

Moving on...
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I watched My Sassy Girl this Saturday, thanks to Jam's DVD. It was hilarious! Funniest thing I've seen since God of Cookery. It was quite touching too. As a certain someone mentioned while we were watching in the living room, it is an ideal date movie. Unfortunately, I was sans date at the time, and possibly for a very long time. Sigh... If only we could all be like certain thread posters on peyups, who ended up in a relationship after watching the film with this guy (that, i dunno, i guess was courting her or something. I'm not sure).

Gash, gawin daw bang blind item itech?! My sincerest apologies to moon_siren04 and to Kuya Bri.

Pahabol. Crushness ko si My Sassy Girl. Well, the actress who played her, anyway. Ang pretty niya talaga...
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I've loved Sarabia Optical at UP's Shopping Center from the moment I laid eyes on it. It carried indie opm CDs and indie pinoy comic books, and openly advertised the ones that were available. It exuded this aura that was just, well, cool.

Unfortunately, for the many attempts that I've had to enter that place, none had been successful. They were always either closed or, um, closed. Today, however, was my day. I must admit, I was surprised. I expected there to be a couple of people behind the glass counter assisting the owner, and when I'd ask for the CD, one would go, "Ne, meron pa ba tayo nung Imago?!" He would repeat that several times, of course. But anyway, that's not the point. There was but one nice lady behind the counter, whom I suspect must be the owner. She speaks impeccable English by the by, and although I was a bit intimidated by her presence at first, she seemed nice enough. She didn't complain at all that I was fresh from weight training and that my stuff was one giant mess. I ended up going home with albums by Imago and Twisted Halo. I would have tried to snag albums from The Late Isabel and Typecast (by the way, is Typecast even OPM? I remember that they are, but I'm not sure. If they are, are they indie?), but I was short on cash. Oh well. There's always next week. Man. I'm never shopping at Tower Records again.

That last statement is untrue, of course. What if I wanna buy a "mainstream" album, such as The Dawn's latest offering, or an album by a foreign band? Besides, I have this card that entitles me to gift certificates if I manage to fill out the required number of single-receipt purchases worth Php 500 or more. Sayang ang miles!!! Hahaha.

Pahabol. Crushness ko rin si Aia De Leon. Ang pretty niya rin pala talaga...

*giggles like a masculine schoolgirl*
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Completely Wrong Thought of The Day: This freakin' dog was headed for me while I was walking along Panay Avenue! Yeesh. I nearly got bitten. Fortunately, the owner told the (and I'm assuming here, folks) bitch to get back and hit her right in the ribs. Ha! That oughta show her what for, assaulting total strangers like that.

Disclaimer: Ang susunod na portion ay kabaliwan, pero sabi ni Irwin gusto niya raw makita eh. Kaya, heto na!

Mahaba ang text na naka-enclose sa **. Wag nito nang basahin. Sinubukan ko lang naman i-describe yung instrumental eh.
*Ang instrumental nito ay simple lamang: den-den-denenen, den-denenenen (na normal), den-den-denenen, den-den-denen (na medyo mas mababa). Apat na beses yan, tapos wap-wap-tsuko-wap-wap (guitars) dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug (drums). Dalawang beses naman yun, at kalimitan ay ginagamit pagkatapos ng chorus pero bago magsimula ang isang stanza. Paulit-ulit lang yan. Sa bridge, first two times ay silent, next two times ay may drums lang na dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug-dug tapos ang last four times ay may guitars na rin at pareho lang yung riff. Tapos pasok na chorus. Tapos yung riff sa last line, ganun rin, pero sa end part, ganito siya: den-den-denenenden!!! (extended kasi)*

GLSM (Tara Na't Mag-Welga Tayo)

Makinig ka sino mang nakaupo sa trono
Bakit utang mo pero kami nag-aabono?
Masaya ka ba na ikaw lang ang yumayaman
Habang nagdurusa pa rin ang ating kababayan?!
Ugh!!!

[Chorus]
Ito ang galit!
Ito ang galit!
Ito ang galit!
Laban sa makina!
[Repeat Chorus]

Sabi mo ay pipigilan ang pangungurakot
Ngunit sa tingin ko'y ikaw ang dapat ikatakot
Di ba dapat inaayos mong aming problema?
Hinati mo lang ang bansa!
Putang ina!

[Repeat Chrous (2x)]

*silence, then (ref. instrumental text)*
[Bridge]
Siyang may hawak ng lakas, may hawak ng batas (8x)

[Repeat Chorus]

Kami ang galit!
Ikaw ang makina!
Kami ang galit
Galit laban sa makiinnnnaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!
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Bow. Sisihin ang Nat Sci 1!!! :|

Welcome to the World, Boiiiii!!!

Today's Musical Inclination:
(what to choose, what to choose... I like so many songs today. But I guess I'll stick with this one.)

Splender - Yeah, Whatever

Yeah, whatever makes you happy
Yeah, whatever makes it beautiful
Yeah, whatever leaves you satisfied
Cause I'm out of time
For now

-This was a difficult choice, mind. There was Jimmy Eat World, Hungry Young Poets, Thousand Foot Krutch... But I like this song. Can relate! Mwehehe. Whatever.
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A friend of mine caught up with me as I walked from CS to AS today. He was my classmate in Eng 11 and Chem 1 last sem. Anyway, it turns out we were both having a hard time with our English classes this sem, which is, well, weird. He's in CW, so he's *supposed* to be good in English. Meanwhile, I always thought I could luck through any English class, since it only requires you to know what the hell everyone is talking about. Not so with Eng 10. Oh well. Keep on keeping on, and see where it takes me, I suppose.

That was the plan with Nat Sci 1, and I failed our first exam. Huh. Didn't sting as much as I thought it would. I guess I can say goodbye to econ and BA now. I'm still trying, but well, I'm not gonna get my hopes up.
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It's official. I am an uncle. Ph34r! The cute little tyke weighed in a whopping 9.5 lbs. and was born last Sunday, January 23, at about 3 in the afternoon. He's admittedly adorable, though. I wish I could post pics now, but it will have to wait. I'm afraid all the good ones (the only ones, in fact) are in my other sister's digicam and will have to be uploaded to the PC. I don't even know if she intends to do that, but if I manage to nab them I'll be posting them here for sure.

But why wait? Just drop by the St. Luke's Hospital nursery and try poking around for the kid. You won't be disappointed. Promise!

Speaking of the hospital, here's the low down on some stuff that happened today while I visited my sister, who is currently recuperating in her posh fourth floor suite:

-I totally clipped this nurse's ankle while on wheelchair duty for my sister. I guess I wasn't really used to it, and I was kinda tired at the time. Gah. I did say sorry, but only once or twice. I really just wanted to get out of there, because as I am certain you can imagine, it was a most embarassing situation to be caught in. I am such a self-centered klutz.
-So I was sitting down in my sister's chair, staring at the wall as a result of a major sugar crash. I see the reflection of the light on the wall, and I thought, "Hey, what about those people that see Jesus or the Virgin Mary on potato chips and stuff, eh?" So I stared. Know what I saw? It looked like the devil, or at least, what the human perception of the devil is. It wasn't as scary as it sounds, though. You'd have to be really bored to spot that one.
-There was this, um, church/school outside the hospital. They were practicing some songs or hymns. Man, it sounded like goth. Seriously. I was about ready to headbang and "lay praise to the gods of rock!!!" or something. Nyahahaha.
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Completely Wrong Thought of the Day:

Last week's Nginiiig featured the "Taong Tubig ng Marikina River," a maligno, if I am not mistaken. The psychics solved as much as what the ghost of the victim wanted to say, but as for the maligno, he is still running rampant. Well, he isn't exactly summoning his undead buddies to go ransack hapless victims living by the river banks, but still, the dude is out there somewhere. So, what are we to do? The psychics can't do squat, since they aren't armed for battle per se. The answer is quite simple: we fight the undead with the undead. You know what that means...

We're bringing back the CSBs (Counter-Strike Boiiis).

We find them from their haunts in Anonas, branches of I-Gotcha, Netopia, Beta Sector and the like from all over the country. We take the best of the best, and give them weapons with silver bullets. They accompany our psychics and boom! Problem solved.

Really, how can you not have confidence in guys who follow these creeds:
a) Hopping around like a bunny is fun, but useless.
b) Jumping while crouching is a great way to hit people with pistols, especially with the USP.
c) The Desert Eagle is the only friend you'll need. Ever.
d) Only pussies use sniper rifles for sniping.
e) Always throw the he grenade first.
f) No name is complete without a clan tag. ([Arki] r000001111zzzzz!!!!!)
g) Lag is the LAN's fault. The fact that there are 128 people h4x0ring a 32-player server has nothing at all to do with the fact that you stopped jumping in mid-air only to regain control of a corpse.
h) Never disarm the bomb, even when you are fully capable of doing so. To continue would be rude.
i) de_dust is for n00bs. Real men play cs_deathmatch.
j) Only n00bs aim for the head. Real men aim for the crotch and still manage to pwn 6 other players unscathed.

I rest my case.
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Naisip ko lang gawin ito... Basta. Basta. Basta. :|

Pansinin ang alterations. Slight lang naman eh. In fairness! Hahaha.

Namamatay na ang rosas sa tabi
'Di ka pa rin binibili
Nauubos na ang oras sa kahihintay
Pero ni sulat ni tawag wala

Ako'y isang torpe (7x)

Ako'y isang torpe, ako'y torpe sayo...
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OMGWTFROTFLMAOKTHXBYEXD

Wala lang. Bakit ko ba ginawa yan? Hamak na kabaliwan yan. Wag niyo kong pansinin, naO-OT na ko. o.O

For Those Such as I, Who Art Poor in Spirit

Today's Musical Inclination: Pantera - Cemetery Gates

The way we were
A chance to save my soul
And my concern is now in vain
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the cemetery gates

-I love the guitar accompaniment in this track! Totally bitchin'!
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I remember last year when my friends mocked me for wanting to buy a Kitchie Nadal CD. Those same friends were clueless when I asked them if they knew what "Daliri" was. My five song Sponge Cola EP was also constantly mocked, and I was questioned for even owning the damn thing.

Fast forward to present time. Kitchie Nadal is Tower Records' best-selling CD (at least, when last I checked), Kjwan is pretty much everywhere doing gigs and all, and I positively cannot go a day in school without hearing the word "Sponge Cola" being muttered by somebody within earshot of me. In fact, that five song EP that I rushed out to buy is most likely a collector's item by now, or soon to be, anyway, since it contained two or three hidden tracks and a song or two that were not included in their album, "Palabas". Unfortunately, my so-called friend still has not returned it, and I've lost all hope of seeing it again.

Oh, and I noticed, Kitchie's songs aren't gramatically perfect. In Same Ground, she says "fail" when "fails" would be better I think, and in pretty much all her English songs she mispronounces a word or two. But, that is ok with me. I love the music nonetheless.

I know this looks like it all means something, but it doesn't. Believe me, it doesn't. It's happened before with Hoobastank's "The Reason."
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Now, if only all this somehow constituted a concept paper for Eng 10, I wouldn't be so pissed off at myself this morning.
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It shouldn't be this hard. I should have something, anything by now, but that's not the case. I don't know why. On top of that, my exams in other subjects are shot to hell. This is really annoying, and kinda scary. I've never really failed before, and I do not intend to start now.

But just look at me. My acads are shot. My social life is non-existent. I'm presented with a task or two that I know I can do but here I am running around like a chicken with my head cut off. What in the freakin' hell am I alive for, then?!
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An acuaintance of mine got stabbed recently. Thirteen times, I heard. He's alive, though, thank God. I want to visit him one of these days. Perhaps I just will.

I wish I'd been stabbed instead. One thing, though, I wouldn't have held on. I would have given up right there, lying, waiting as I bleed myself dry.

At this point, even the thought of death consoles me.
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Completely Wrong Thought of the Day:

It is difficult to be dead, but not any more difficult than it is to be alive.
--um, me. Just me. Uhh... yeah. That's pretty much it.

English and Movies and Math, Oh My!

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.

Ang Kilabot ng Mga Beautician

Today's Musical Inclination: Alice in Chains - Them Bones

I believe them bones are me
Some say we’re born into the grave
I feel so alone, gonna end up a big ole pile a them bones
Dust rise right on over my time
Empty fossil of the new scene
I feel so alone, gonna wind up a big ole pile a them bones
Toll due bad dream come true
I lie dead gone under red sky
I feel so alone, gonna end up a big ole pile a them bones

-Erk. So I had lunch with Jam today, and I was half-jokingly describing to her just how miserable it was to be me. Then all of a sudden, these faggots called Simple Plan started wailing "Welcome to my Life" on the radio, to which my oh-so-witty friend pointed out the similarities. While I admit that she made a valid point, I just plain don't like that song. They sound like whiny little bitches. That's not real pain. Real pain is something you keep inside, waiting for the moment when you punch the walls until your fists bleed or when you skewer little puppy dogs with sticks just for the hell of it, and yes, I would know. Not too many of you would. Anyway, this song is more like it, plus there's no beating the name "Alice in Chains". You gotta love it.

As "Sage," the fictional DJ on GTA: San Andreas' "Radio X," would say, "I have so much pain, you couldn't possibly try to understand me... unless you tried sleeping with me." 'Nuff said. (well unless for that sleeping with me part I suppose)
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Lunes.

Ang buhay sa Unibersidad ng Pilipinas ay bumalik na sa dati. Ang mga estudyante'y nagsipuntahan na sa kanilang mga klase. Parang kailan lang ay nagpapakasaya pa sila sa bakasyon, at ngayo'y tinuturuan na sila ng mga matitinding leksyon ng kanilang mga propesor.

Ngunit, ano ito? Nasaan ang ating bida? Aba, oras na ata para sa Math 20! Nakapag-pasa na ang lahat ng kanilang mga takdang-aralin, pero siya'y wala pa rin! Tapos na ang groupmates niya sa kanilang weight lifting session sa pamamahala ng isang malupit na propesor ng PE, subalit wala pa rin siya! Jaykie! Nasaan ka?!

*In the gayest gay voice you can possibly imagine* Ako'y nagfafagufhet at nagfafa-foot sfaaaa!!!

Yung nanggupit sakin, hindi makatiis. Nung patapos na siya, sinabi niya sakin, "Ang kapal na noh?" Sabi ko, "Oo, mga tatlong buwan na kong 'di nagpapagupit eh." Sorry na lang kay, uhh, yung manong sa SC. 'Di ko alam ang pangalan niya kaya tatawagin ko na lang siyang Gerard. Sorry kay manong Gerard pero gusto ko dun sa pinagupitan ko. Ayos.

Yun namang ale na bahala sa foot spa ko, hindi ko alam. Nag-alala ata siya nung nakita niya yung paa ko eh. Ilang beses niyang hinimas yung gilid ng paa ko na rough na yung skin na para bang iniisip, "Naku, paanoh nah itoh?! Que Horror! Pagkatagal-tagal ko nang vyutisyan ay ngayon lang akoh naka-engkwentro ng paang ganitohng ka-gaspang! Pero, kakayanin ko yan! I'm a vyustisyan aftah all! Pride na lang sweetheart! Todo na 'toh!!!" Ang paa ko'y lagi nang magiging sing tigas nang isang bato, ngunit ngayon, salamat kay ate, err, tawagin na lang natin siyang Linda. Salamat kay ate Linda ay, kahit panandalian lamang, hindi siya kasing gaspang ng mga bato.

Walang biro. Yun ang ginawa ko nung Lunes. 'Di ko naman alam na may pasok eh, kaya nakinig na lang ako sa NU maghapon at nung gabi ay nandun ako sa baby shower ni ate. Malay ko bang may pasok pala? Pero ayos na yun siguro. May perstaym naman ang lahat eh, saka di naman malala ang mga na-miss kong lesson. Sayang din ang anim na absences noh! Lubusin naaaa!!!!
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I wanna be a NU rock jock. When I turn 18, if they still have that Magna Cum Loudest promo going on, I'mma give it a try. I'm serious! What, like I can't go "Hey, you're with me Jaykie. 40 minute rock-a-thon coming up... we got some Sponge Cola, Urbandub, Velvet Revolver, Coheed and Cambria, Sugarfree and a lot more coming your way in just a bit. Right now, here's Death Cab for Cutie with The Sound of Settling. Keep it locked here on the home of new rock, NU 107." Was that portion brought to us by Red Horse? 'Cause I can go "That was brought to you by Red Horse Extra Strong. Ito ang tama." See? Cake!

I know, it's a lot harder to do than I think. But I seriously wanna give it a shot! At least it's more realistic than my initial idea, which was becoming a myx VJ. I mean, geez. (1) I'm not attractive enough, and (2), Myx is waaaaay too, um, shall we just say "mainstream" for my tastes. (and by mainstream I mean... you know.) I'll work on it I suppose. I don't mind starting out as a newscaster, and hey, I'd like to think my voice is at least plausible for the radio. It could happen, right? Plus, if I make enough, I might even move out and get myself into a boarding house. Haha. Here's hoping!
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Completely Wrong Thought of the Day:

Da Heathen-philes!!!

Matagal ko nang gustong sabihin 'to, lagi ko lang nakakalimutan. Pero heto na. Here goes!

Ang ganda nung isang psychic sa Nginiiig. Erm, ilang "i" ba talaga yun?

Hindi ko alam kung alin sa dalawa. Si May ata. Basta, hindi ko talaga alam, pero cute siya! Kaya ngayon, kahit alas tres na ng umaga't hinihintay ko pa rin si ate na samahan akong matulog sa kwarto ko, lagi ko pa ring pinapanood yung segments niya. Heeheehee...

Anlabo nga nung palabas na yun eh. Akalain mo, iilan silang psychic, lahat mukhang mga "above average" sa attractiveness? Yung isa nga kamukha ni Hero eh! Hahaha! Kaya teorya ko, yung mga tunay na psychic, pangit talaga. Sine-sense lang nila yung nasa lugar, sinusulat, tapos mag-aacting na yung mga "stunt double" nila. Pero, malay natin. Baka naman lahat ng psychic ay magaganda't gwapo. Pero, err, hinde, malabo yun. Tingnan niyo na lang si Madame Auring. Yun ang tunay na horror pare. Hahahaha.

Last na! Akala ko nung isang beses yung Main Libe sa UP yung feature nila, pero yung National library pala. Eh kasi naman noh, pano mo kaya hindi i-feafeature ang peyups sa dami ng mga nag-suicide dun na na-basted, na-high o bumagsak, o di kaya'y ang mga nasali sa rumble. Leche. Maglakad nga lang ako sa UP nade-depress na ko eh. Ay hinde, wala palang kinalaman yun. Hamak na ako lang pala talaga ang miserable sa mundo. Hahahaha...

I walk a lonely road, the only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes, but it's only me and I walk alone...