Paslang-agam

O siya't heto muli ang unos.

Malamig ngunit nagbibigay buhay...

Brunt of the Blunt

In all randomness, let me give you a number.

Yes, a number to tell you how I really feel right now.

lemme think...okay.

Number Four.

as in FOURK YOU.

Aqua Birdie and Random Musings = Reality

Being sick for four days pretty much heightens the level of suck one is already in.

Nevertheless, I do my best to amuse myself with cute little realizations which would probably make more sense to me than dousing a bonfire with gasoline to everyone else. Yeah. I'll keep this all as vague as possible.

Uno, dos, tres, quatro, here we go.

1. Just because you CAN, doesn't mean you SHOULD - age old lesson, which I learn time and time again. It gets pretty painful the 189th time.

2. Dancing is good, even if you suck; as long as no one sees you - don't ask.

3. You may be good, but they're probably a helluva lot better - yes, you may have seen what you are truly capable of, and this is something quite good. Kudos. Only problem is, you're not alone.

4. Priorities are made, but not always followed - regardless of any excuse, yeah, uh huh.

5. Seeing what could have been...hurts - Its just like the movies. Sure, you do your best to avoid this so you can casually laugh at this type of situation, but its always funny until it happens to you. Yeah, the common cold clears all delusion and replaces it with a raging ache and a runny nose.

6. Setting principles at age 16 ain't so wise after all...for me, though - as I type this entry, I'm chomping on my own words like a starved, zombified dog.

7. There comes a time in life when one should grow up - need I say more?

8. I'm so broke, that i cant afford to lose - something good for something horrible XD

9. No matter how much fate seems to interfere, its still your call, believe it - "If life gives you lemons, batuhin mo ng tinapay." It goes like that, I think. Case in point, you can't deny your destiny, neither can destiny deny you. The future is in your own hands...go kick fate in the ass.

Since I'm back from the dead, a sucky dancer, an otherwise adequate, clear-minded, and semi grown up guy with my priorities straight who can't possibly afford to lose (not to mention i have some serious fate-ass to kick)...

I guess the only thing left to do is roll the dice (in MANY ways XD), and let the pieces fall where they may.

Overcooked Broccoli

My throat hurts and my voice is at an all time sucky low.

Its all because of this little endeavor:
http://ph.jobstreet.com/jobs/2008/4/default/20/1826105.htm?fr=J

I was up all night, desperately trying to put some OOMPH in my mp3-audition file (yes, that's what I call it), by doing everything humanely possible with my little voice. After twelve 2 to 3 minute long audition demos with all the drama and action kicked in by my loud wailing and impersonating, I was finally done. I came up with something. Something left with a lot to be desired.

It was a crappy 1:55 voice clip with nothing but my normal speaking voice which was badly weakened by practicing, tomfoolery, screaming at the barking dogs for barking at the moon, screaming at the moon because the dogs won't shut up, and sweet bananas.

Well, thats my first resume submission. Hopefully, I'll get a job. Yipee! XD

DO or DIE

I KNOW NOW WHAT I MUST DO

I need a miracle.

Wrong words, wrong timing, wrong person.

I'll make this short and sour.

The truth will remain the truth, regardless of how warped it may sound coming from a false tongue.

The eyes of the sober see everything, despite the assumed delusions of hidden desires and feelings. Such an assumption is a lie, which I consider crass and inappropriate...

Nevertheless, despicable.

The bond which never was and the kiss never shared will remain WHAT THEY ARE...

Mere figments of your drug induced imagination.

Let sleeping dragons lie, lest they devour your blind head in all it's intelligence.

For as long as I care, and these sober eyes can see, you shall not harm her. Count on it.

Oh, and if you think this entry is all about YOU, don't ask, because it probably is.

When Superstition Attacks

Superstition...blech

THIS happened a couple of days ago..





Is it really true? The 7 years thingy, i mean.

Whoo. Random.