currently listening to: open happiness - butch walker mix
COMMATOES :p
bandfest is tomorrow! yay! school-wide events such as this one are always fun. theresians have an in-school venue to release pent-up frustrations.
or maybe that's just me.
watch out for koko. she's one of the emcees.
whether you're going to attend for fun or just to hang out,
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i was about to give you advice! whuuuuut??!!
take it easy tomorrow! :D
HEY! You want what wit me?! I'm a tell you one time, don't FUCK wit me! GET DOWN! Cause I ain't got nothing to lose I'm having a bad day, don't make me take it out on you! You want what wit me?! I'm a tell you one time, don't FUCK wit me! GET DOWN! Cause I ain't got nothing to lose And I'm having a bad day, don't make me take it out on you! get back - ludacris
iSteal i may have taken my stealing to a whole new level. uh-oh.
Calm your nerves now Don't worry Just breathe Are you sure now Don't bother packing Just leave
Said they wanted change I hope that You remain the same To show that This is not a game Lets end this tragedy today -Take My Hand, The Cab, Whisper Wars
tons of things to do. i feel guilty for blogging. heck. i feel guilty for opening the computer. i feel guilty for watching 90210 when i could be doing homework. oh well. sucks for me. on the upside of the homework front, i am done with the easy homeworks. i've left the hard ones for tomorrow. ugh.
i'm third to the last in the monologues. i consider myself very lucky. lots of time to prepare. i'm pretty sure my teacher is eager to see all of us finish and move on with our lives. unfortunately, since i'm one of the last, my pain will be one of the longest.
i read the partial draft of midnight sun on stephenie meyer's site. edward's thoughts are cool. i especially liked the parts where he describes how it feels when bella touches him.
since i'm a materialistic fool, i am going to post another picture of what i want.
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its priced at $149.99. that roughly translates to PHP 7,000. that's 2,000 pesos more expensive than my current cellphone. no lie. of course, i don't know whether a T-mobile sidekick will function in the philippines. i doubt it will. but wouldn't that be so awesome?
I woke up on my roof with my brothers There's a whale in the pool with my mother And my dad paints the house different colors Where would we be, if we couldn't dream?
And I know We get a little crazy And I know We get a little loud And I know We're never gonna fake it We are wild We are free We are more than you think So call us freaks But that's just the way we roll
You got moves, I've got shoes, let's go dancing Pop and lock, battle dance [battle dance] against Hanson If we lose, all the girls, they'll be laughing Where would we be, if we couldn't dream?
And I know We get a little crazy And I know We get a little loud And I know We're never gonna fake it We are wild We are free We are more than you think So call us freaks
But that's just the way we roll
And we're old enough to know We're never letting go 'Cause that's just the way we roll
And I know We get a little crazy And I know We get a little loud And I know We're never gonna fake it We are wild We are free We are more than you think So call us freaks But that's just the way we roll
And I know We get a little crazy And I know We get a little loud And I know We're never gonna fake it We are wild We are free We know more than you think So call us freaks 'Cause that's just the way we roll That's just the way we roll Oh That's just the way we roll
Back to the street where we began, Feeling as good as lovers can, you know, Now we're feeling so good.
Speaking of things we shouldn't read, Looks like the end of history as we know, It's just the end of the world.
Back to the street where we began, Feeling as good as love, you could, you can.
Into a place, where thoughts can bloom, Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon , And we know that it could be, And we know that it should, And you know that you feel it too, 'Cause it's nine in the afternoon.
And your eyes are the size of the moon, You could 'cause you can so you do, We're feeling so good, Just the way that we do When it's nine in the afternoon .
Your eyes are the size of the moon, You could 'cause you can so you do, We're feeling so good.
Back to the street, Down to our feet, Losing the feeling of feeling unique, Do you know what I mean?
Back to the place, Where we used to say, Man it feels good to feel this way, Now I know what I mean.
Back to the street, back to the place, Back to the room where it all began, Back to the room where it all began, 'Cos it's nine in the afternoon.
Your eyes are the size of the moon, You could 'cause you can so you do, We're feeling so good, Just the way that we do, When it's nine in the afternoon.
Your eyes are the size of the moon, You could 'cause you can so you do, We're feeling so good, Just the way that we do, When it's nine in the afternoon,
Your eyes are the size of the moon, You could 'cause you can so you do, We're feeling so good, Just the way that we do, When it's nine in the afternoon.
been meaning to get these lyrics for a while now. bit different for PATD. i'm so glad we don't have school tomorrow. that means that there's no PE. gawd. i hate PE. i suck so much at sports. i wish PE was just plain exercising, not all this sporty stuff. i still haven't done my religion and computer project. goodness. i'm gonna have to get it all done tomorrow.
How cruel is the golden rule, When the lives we lived are only golden plated.
And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me, Though I carried karats for everyone to see.
And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies, And all the lovers with no time for me, And all the mothers raise their babies to stay away from me.
Tongues on the sockets of electric dreams, When the sewage of youth drowned the spark of my teens.
And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me, Though I carried karats for everyone to see.
And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies, And all the lovers with no time for me, And all the mothers raise their babies to stay away from me, And pray they don'y grow up to be.
our gimmick to enchanted kingdom is cancelled because there's no one to chaperone. its postponed until march 21. so sad. i wanted to go so badly. i even prepared the camera, my cell, my clothes. ahhh! this so so depressing. the silver lining is, we went to see the pursuit of happyness yesterday at gateway. they were an hour late because they had to go back to mcdo retiro for daryll. daryll wasn't supposed to come because she went out with her family. and then she texts me up to ask why she wasn't invited and to go back for her. argh. and sarap pagsisipain. anyway, when they finally got there we went to eat some taco bell and go book hunting at fully booked. at 7 we went to see the movie at theater 1. the movie is an inspirational one. its good. at about 9:30, they dropped me off at the erod gate. it was fun. i just wish the EK plans were a go but they're not. hence, my wanting to escape. =(
p.s. talked to kriska after months of not talking. she called when i was in gateway. we caught up through ym. thank goodness. =)
seriously! she is so kewl!!! i love her songs! i lurve lurve lurve 'sad ass strippa'. stop thinking. its a song about jentina's song 'bad ass strippa'. lady sov hates jentina apparently. so she made a song about her song that totally disses her. i love lady sov!!! i love all of her songs. she is so unique! my favorite singer, definitely! i'll give you lyrics if i can!
"Sad Arse Strippa" by Lady Sovereign
Jentina this is not a dream... THIS IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE YOU BITCH! (love this line!)
wanna wanna wanna b wanna b wat eva what the f**k? You was born in a caravan, That don't make you ghetto I seen more ghetto in posh spice's stelleto You chat like a blonde but i swear your a brunette When's your carrer endin'? Tell me as soon as'cause ur fuckin' annoyin' ma ears with your bullshit walk and bullshit talk and crack head dances! and you didnt get crap advances Your record labels dumb for signing a fitch who can tracks her bum whos still askin her mum "whats cum?" your fake and you look k-cut try wearing less make-up you got a quiff like elvis how can you sell this escalade, st tropez What escalade!? i saw you drivin a Nissan Sunny down Peckham way.
wanna wanna wanna b wanna b sad arse strippah in a messed-up way Get out da car 'n' drop ya hair sprays wanna wanna wanna wanna b wanna b sad arse stripper in a meseed-up way, how da fuck did you get airplay? fuckin' fake Fuckin' fake, fuckin' fake fuckin' fake
Jenny from da block more like jenny from a flock of pidgeons What class A drug did they put in it? Chicken- all spazin out in the video like you're trippin' Incase your mum gave birth while she was strippin' Shuka Shake, shake the brake your hips and fall out of your caravan right into a ditch, bitch!
[chorus]
wanna wanna wanna b wanna b fu**kin fake fu**kin fake [x2]
wanna wanna wanna b wanna b sad arse srtipper in a messed-up way get out ya car n drop ya hair sprays wanna wanna wanna wanna b wanna b sad arse stripper in a messed-up way How da f**k did ya get airplay? fu**kin fake fuckin fake [x2]
I have come to fuck up your carerra Bitch- dont fuck around wid dis titch, yeah! I, have cum 2 really take da piss And, you, will take dis lyrical dis'! (happy birthday!)
[repeat chorus]
Ah, yeah! You been chattin' bout ya gucci thongs but how many weeks, bitch have u had it on (eurgh!) I can tell by your dances-dat it's sum wear stuck up her bum (eurgh!)
[repeat cHorus]
burberry... St. Tropez.. when are ya' gunna learn to speak properly?! Who gives a shit anyway? Just some dirty ol' men in cell block H