+ SPACED OUT +

Saturday: (Just a few Hours ago) I was preparing for my lakad. (Southridge father's day celeb.. I wanna watch sugarfree) 6pm, I was waiting for kittie.. hangang 8pm, ive waited for her.. i was close to tears na kasi napikon ako sa kanya, (she wasnt even replyin) I cant wait for her anymore so i left. Hinatid ako ni Daddy. I was at southridge na and i was about to text Mathew na. check operator service.. FUCK!! there was a globe booth there but the Globe people left already. So i had to borrow a phone from someone and text mathew.. (and i did) It was so boring na at southridge that we (Ako, Jose, Mike and MJ) decided to leave na. I fuckin paid for the entrance and i stayed there for 30 minutes lang.. mj has tickets pa pala.. tangina, the perks of life. chill lang muna at Mj's house.. (got to see his GI joe collection and his undies were all over his room) then his friend *Ran came. i dont wanna go home yet so ive decided to tag along to Malate. I was underdressed, i was wearing my khaki cargos fresh from the humper, unwashed shirt and socks. kasi naman pang- southridge lang yung suot ko dapat.. but i really needed a drink and i didnt really care if i looked as if i just got out of bed. neway, so we were at malate na, MJ paid for my entrance fee, and as soon as we got in, i got my drinks na. His Friend *Ran, he's a nice guy. he's sensible and really smart. I admire him for that. May Direction in life.. he swears to be rich in 10 years time. hehe.. he is working na and while we were in the car pa lang, he was telling us how he loves his job blah, blah, blah.. (nga pala, Kittie texted me na her phone was dead all the time I was texting her and I believe her so di nako naiiinis.) I wish i had *Ran's sense of direction and guts. The placewe went to at malate sucks.. it was so pathetic that i had to go out once in a while to sit at the bangketa. ( napa-yosi pako ng di oras.. nakaya ko na ng 1 month tapos i broke it.. tsk, tsk)

+ Spaced out- II +

I did not enjoy the gimick. Siguro MJ kasi and *Ran were into hitting on Girls e ako, I dont do that. sure, on my past gimicks, girls and gays would hit on me pero i dont hit on girls during gimmicks kasi. di naman sa KJ ako, i just dont see the point. I'm not that sociable din kasi. when i'm with my village barkada, ciguro i'm the most outgoing person in the group pero pag iba na, di ako umuubra. siguro i'm just this simple, shy, naive, insecure boy.. I'm not comfortable in my own skin.. or maybe its because i love someone na and i dont see myself talking and flirting with any other girl but her. hehe..

fare-dee-well and nyty nyt!! oops.. umaga na pala.

XOXOXO  ¶ 2:43 AM

  + SsssssSSSssss +

A song.. for a snake from hell.. (1994- 2004.. 10 years of blindness)


+ THROWING STONES +
Paula Cole

So call me a bitch in heat and
I'll call you a liar
And we'll throw stones until we're dead

There you go again you cut me off from talking
You bask in the glory
The center of the circle
All our friends think you're a comedian
So kind and generous
but i am suffering Away from here
I wanna be
Away from here
Away from here
Away from every little thing
Every little thing
I used to love your every little, every little thing

Now you call me a bitch in heat and
I call you a liar
And we'll throw stones until we're dead

You're the puppeteer and I'm the puppet
You manipulate me with your (real) catholic shit
Everytime i try to talk it through
You turn it around and make us out to be
David and Goliath

Away from here
I wanna be
Away from here
Away from here
Away from every little thing
Every little thing
I used to love your every little every little thing

Now you call me a bitch in heat and
I'll call you a liar
And we'll throw stones until we're dead

Your arms beneath me
Your lying inside me
I used to love your every little every little thing
Your eyes blue stars
Your hand in my purse
And now I hate your every little everything all day

Oh momma
I didn't know life was this hard
Oh momma
My innocence has been torn

My inner vision, dulled and darkened
I keep myself away to you
I fuck my sorrow humblely
And throw my crown upon the ground

It's you I hope for
And us I pray for
And me that I believed was wrong
But now my anger is my best friend
Be careful may bite your head off

Liar

So call me a bitch in heat and
I'll you a liar
And we'll throw stones until we're dead

So call me a bitch in heat and
I'll call you a mother fucker
And we'll throw stones until we're dead

XOXOXO
  ¶ 12:57 AM