suppose that you crack my head open right now, all you'd get is chicken noodle soup.. seriously..well, at least you'd have dinner.
ugh..repulsive and horrifying notion.
anyway..i was relieved when the cheerdance was over, not that I regretted singing up for it, in fact I was in it for the glory baby and I got my greedy share (evil laugh here), but it was like out of the frying pan and into the fire, because we were immediately bombarded by an endless stream of exams that just kept coming and coming, it's a huge surprise I'm alive to tell you the story..
no. not really.
I'm already at an all-time high for coming up for exams and not even aware that there was to be an exam in the first place (?). Like for instance in PE, I was so proud that at least I had one answer. We were given pictures of aerobic exercises and I was fairly confident at answering one item, I called it the walrus when it turned out to be the seal walk. I don't know about the authority at naming aerobic exercises, but I think, seals and walruses walk the same way. And correct me if I'm wrong, you don't even call that walking right? Well tough luck at guessing but I had a backup, I called it the pushcart, guess what they call it? the human wheelbarrow! like it's the most obvious thing in the world!
way to go dude.
and there was MIKROS.. this kept us preoccupied for a while, as if we didn't have enough to keep us busy. But I had fun with this one. I'm happy Ma'am Marie made us do it. I'm so proud of us all! XD
and then comes hellweek
The last remaining days of the sem and the torture level must be maintained, if not raised. and you can't mess with that. It's a thing called tradition.
I'll be glad when all this is over but for the meantime I better do myself a favor and start reading up if I plan on passing organic chem.
or not.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
jesus of suburbia
I'm the son of rage and love
the Jesus of Suburbia
The bible of none of the above
on a steady diet of
soda pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
as far as I can tell
at least the ones that I got away with
And there's nothing wrong with me
this is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
that don't believe in me
Get my television fix
Sitting on my crucifix
the living room in my private womb
while the Moms and Brats are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
to alcohol and cigarettes
and Mary Jane
to keep me insane
doing someone else's cocaine
And there's nothing wrong with me
this is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
that don't believe in me
At the center of the earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says home is where your heart is
but what a shame
cause everyone's heart
doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time
City of the dead
at the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much
But it only confirmed that
the center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really care less
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care
Everyone is so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and disciples of
The Jesus of suburbia
Land of make believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed?
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
To live, and not to breathe
Is to die, in tragedy
To run, to run away
To find, what you believe
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist
So I run, I run away
To the lights of masochists
And I, leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I, walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time
I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home
You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving
Ah, you're leaving home.
the Jesus of Suburbia
The bible of none of the above
on a steady diet of
soda pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
as far as I can tell
at least the ones that I got away with
And there's nothing wrong with me
this is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
that don't believe in me
Get my television fix
Sitting on my crucifix
the living room in my private womb
while the Moms and Brats are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
to alcohol and cigarettes
and Mary Jane
to keep me insane
doing someone else's cocaine
And there's nothing wrong with me
this is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
that don't believe in me
At the center of the earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says home is where your heart is
but what a shame
cause everyone's heart
doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time
City of the dead
at the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much
But it only confirmed that
the center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really care less
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care
Everyone is so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and disciples of
The Jesus of suburbia
Land of make believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed?
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
To live, and not to breathe
Is to die, in tragedy
To run, to run away
To find, what you believe
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist
So I run, I run away
To the lights of masochists
And I, leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I, walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time
I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home
You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving
Ah, you're leaving home.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
i dunno, i just thought of it and then I wrote it down
i remember watching wizards of waverly place, the episode where Selena Gomez went to the CRazy ten minute sale, and then there was this signature mean girl with her two signature dumb blonde sidekicks (i don't remember if they were even blonde). And then one of the dumb sidekicks suddenly let go of a snappy comeback, and then the other one said "wow! good one!" and then she replied "i dunno, I just thought of it and then I said it!" and she was so proud!LOL
hence the title..because i'm just gonna rant until all you people rot in hell XD
I don't know about dumb blondes, but them being signature characters in teen movies is what makes these movies so much fun!haha I suddenly miss watching american teenage subculture type of movies which they don't make very often nowadays..tsk tsk the 90's was a good era..
since you got me started, now I'm gonna talk about pop culture, a classmate of mine had a report on POP culture and I was surprised at how much I still know from all the rubbish I've picked up over the last few years despite my permanent exile to UPminland. I guess I'm what you call a pop culture slave. I guess we all are and that includes you.
I went to SM this morning with some friends. There was this book that everyone has been dying to read. It was a book released in 2005, but suddenly exploded into an overnight success, maybe due to (i am just assuming) it having its film adaptation. When we got to NBS, we found out that they only sold hardbound copies. It was a bit too expensive for some book that might probably disappoint you. But my friend still bought one (and I'm gonna be the first to borrow..hehe). We saw one friend from school and she bought two. The books were literally flying off the shelves. I even saw some people carrying them around as they strolled through the mall. Everyone was dying to get into the craze.
My example might not be entirely accurate but it's screaming pop culture all over the place! you got to admit it. We are all slaves to pop culture. c'mon, who doesn't love MTV? I admit MTV has influenced me a lot. I can even recall some MTV ads and think of them as happy childhood memories!haha i kid! i kid!
Gosh, I suddenly miss having MTV..
Popular Culture is the culture defined by what is deemed to be "popular" (what a whimsical play of words ;)) and followed by a common multitude. and it's not a bad thing to wear those watermelony outfits with your overly colored skinny jeans, because pop culture is what defines some of us as a generation.
However, it's also great to be unique.although there are only too few of us..haha I am only a sponge to information such as pop culture, I don't necessarily engage in such queer, unsettling behavior..haha Bah! excuses!
anyway, I was supposed to write a shallow, no-brainer article, but I guess this comes naturally..
---gosh, it's so hard pretending to be deep..hehe
hence the title..because i'm just gonna rant until all you people rot in hell XD
I don't know about dumb blondes, but them being signature characters in teen movies is what makes these movies so much fun!haha I suddenly miss watching american teenage subculture type of movies which they don't make very often nowadays..tsk tsk the 90's was a good era..
since you got me started, now I'm gonna talk about pop culture, a classmate of mine had a report on POP culture and I was surprised at how much I still know from all the rubbish I've picked up over the last few years despite my permanent exile to UPminland. I guess I'm what you call a pop culture slave. I guess we all are and that includes you.
I went to SM this morning with some friends. There was this book that everyone has been dying to read. It was a book released in 2005, but suddenly exploded into an overnight success, maybe due to (i am just assuming) it having its film adaptation. When we got to NBS, we found out that they only sold hardbound copies. It was a bit too expensive for some book that might probably disappoint you. But my friend still bought one (and I'm gonna be the first to borrow..hehe). We saw one friend from school and she bought two. The books were literally flying off the shelves. I even saw some people carrying them around as they strolled through the mall. Everyone was dying to get into the craze.
My example might not be entirely accurate but it's screaming pop culture all over the place! you got to admit it. We are all slaves to pop culture. c'mon, who doesn't love MTV? I admit MTV has influenced me a lot. I can even recall some MTV ads and think of them as happy childhood memories!haha i kid! i kid!
Gosh, I suddenly miss having MTV..
Popular Culture is the culture defined by what is deemed to be "popular" (what a whimsical play of words ;)) and followed by a common multitude. and it's not a bad thing to wear those watermelony outfits with your overly colored skinny jeans, because pop culture is what defines some of us as a generation.
However, it's also great to be unique.although there are only too few of us..haha I am only a sponge to information such as pop culture, I don't necessarily engage in such queer, unsettling behavior..haha Bah! excuses!
anyway, I was supposed to write a shallow, no-brainer article, but I guess this comes naturally..
---gosh, it's so hard pretending to be deep..hehe
Saturday, September 6, 2008
I melt with you
- Put Your iTunes/Windows Media Player/ETC on Shuffle.
- For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
- YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS. no cheating!
- Put any comments in brackets after the song name.
- Put this on your journal.
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1
If someone says, “Is this okay?” You say?
-"Cool"
After all that we've been through, i know we're cool...
[mmhmm]
2
How would you describe yourself?
-"wake me up when september ends"
here comes the rain again, falling from the stars, drenched in my pain again, becoming who we are..as my memory rests but never forget what i lost, wake me up when september ends ..
[tamang tama.literal?. haha]
3
What do you like in a girl/guy?
-"your body is a wonderland"
one mile to every inch of your skin like porcelain, one pair of candy lips and your bubblegum tongue.
[hahaha..very appropriate!]
How do you feel today?
-"a day in the life"
woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head, found my way downstairs and drank a cup, and looking up, i noticed i was late.
[wow.it really makes sense.]
5
What is your life’s purpose?
-"Yesterday"
i said something wrong, now i long for yesterday.
[waah..yesterday..tsk tsk]
6
What do your friends think of you?
-"The Scientist" tell me your secrets and ask me your questions, oh let's go back to the start
[haha. Salamat!]
7
What do you think of your parents?
"Someday"
someday, when the world has passed me by, i'll look around and wonder why, you were always there for me.
[char]
8
What do you think about very often?
-"blue and yellow"
Should've done something, but I've done it enough.by the way, your hands were shaking, rather waste some time with you.
[tut tut]
9
What is 2 + 2?
"Dear Prudence"
won't you come out to play..
[ngee..haha]
10
What do you think of your best friend?
-"Put your records on"
girl put your records on. tell me your favorite song, just go ahead let your hair down
[mmhmm.bestfriend..ok,haha i'm thinking of someone and she's a girl]
11
What do you think of the person you like?
-"Basket case"
do you have the time? to listen to me whine? about nothing and everything all at once..
[tama. tama. :)]
12
What is your life story?
-"No such thing"
"Welcome to the real world", she said to me, condescendingly, take a seat, take your life, plot it out in black and white. Well I never lived the dream of the prom kings and the drama queens. I'd like to think the best of me is still hiding up my sleeve.They love to tell you stay inside the lines but something's better on the other side
[hahaha..perfect perfect XD]
13
What do you want to be when you grow up?
-"Don't Speak"
You and me, I can see us dying..aren't we?
[nag antay talaga ako ng relevant na lyrics..haha..very morbid]
14
What do you think of when you see the person you like?
-"I won't let you lie to yourself"
so don't go sayin', contemplatin' that i'm better off alone cuz you're amazing you drive me crazy. when you gonna know? you're too proud to let it show but i won't let you lie to yourself
[hilas hilas..hehehe]
15
What will you dance to at your wedding?
-"The Zephyr Song"
Fly away on my zephyr, i feel it more than ever, and in this perfect weather, we'll find a place together
[very danceable..hahaha]
16
What will they play at your funeral?
-"Yellow"
Look at the stars, look how they shine for you. and everything you do. and they were all yellow...
[yellow?]
17
What is your hobby/interest?
-"daughters"
I know a girl she puts the color inside of my world. She's just like a maze where all of the walls are continually changed. And I've done all I can to stand in the steps with my heart in my hand..
[sounds so pedophilic..lol]
18
What is your biggest fear?
-"Never ever"
A few questions that I need to know how you could ever hurt me so. I need to know what I've done wrong and how long it's been going on. Was it that I never paid enough attention? Or did I not give enough affection? Not only will your answers keep me sane but I'll know never to make the same mistake again. You can tell me to my face or even on the phone. You can write it in a letter, either way, I have to know. Did I never treat you right?Did I always start the fight?Either way, I'm going out of my mind all the answers to my questions
I have to find
[ganun ba?]
19
What is your biggest secret?
-"Anything but Ordinary"
Is it enough to love? Is it enough to breathe? somebody rip my heart out And leave me here to bleed. Is it enough to die?Somebody save my life. I'd rather be anything but ordinary please
[okay..]
20
What do you think of your friends?
-"swiss army romance"
We're not twenty-one, but the sooner we are, the sooner the fun will begin, so get out your fake eyelashes, and fake IDs, & real disasters ensue,it's cool to take these chances.It's cool to fake romances & grow up fast.
[tama]
21
What will you post this as?
-"I melt with you"
[haha, ayos na survey!]
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