Thursday, April 26, 2007

playlist number two

Fuck art. I’ve gotta get out of the basement. I’ve gotta see the world. I’ve gotta make a difference!


- gerard way



where now..
oh right,
why don't i start the entry with my most recent playlist then, although i am not entirely sure if these tracks are particularly 'recent'. enjoy em all the same.



i don't love you has been my unbeatable favorite now for ages. im seriously considering it better than under pressure. like, the song makes me remember what-nots and what-have-yous until now im unable to identify. thats how great i think the track is. you gotta love mcr. and lets not forget that gerard boy who sings his heart out im queer for him. lol

im not too fond of nutini, i actually think hes some sorry ass loser who i confuse repeatedly with james blunt(whos just as hateful). these streets aint that bad though.

ben folds five. now thats art. brick is one of those subtle songs with great great lyrics ive learned to love the band for. i fold.

i didnt even know who nerina pallot was until this song. its not surprising cos she has that sorta voice youd basically call average, the kind youd most likely forget after 6 other songs were played in your station. not to mention, sophia was nowhere near an inkling for me as the title of that track. whatever happened to plain old pronunciation of names?

bowling for soup. i could just scream! when we die is actually slow and serious in comparison to their usual upbeat, quirky and irritatingly word-rhyming tracks. i could just scream again!

look after you. the fray. all at once is better than this un, but, really, ANY fray track is good enuff for me.

i havent heard a dashboard in such a long time, but when i heard stolen and found it way impressive, i forgive them for not keeping in touch. i am such a forgiving person. damnit.

ill prolly end it here, but theres just so much id like to tell. coming up:
heroes, 24, avatar, dds, heat waves, sorries, graduations, exercising your rights, dang i wanna be a radio dj, summer classes, new teachs, new friends, new???

keep rawkin.
whoa. that dont even sound like me.
ciao.

foreplay

shit.
dead cold for morran a month just dont do it some for my writing career, do it now? the thing is, all throughout the friigggin 3week break from school, ideas and quirks worth of starving kept poppin, and each time, it was second nature for me to like mentally word my entries. and they were fuckin perfect.
but now tha im seated here staring at the monitor like its sum entertaining episode of heroes, i cant remember shit. nuthin. man its frustrating.


there. now least ive written(try skipping the tt when saying that. sounds perfect.) something to warm my fingers up.
ill cum back to yall.
give me 30.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Harold and Kumar update!



Ok, so it won't actually be titled Harold and Kumar go to Amsterdam (thanks to Wikipedia for that tidbit), but still the idea of a sequel for the laugh-trip Whitecastle movie is enough to get me all agitated, hah hah. I'll keep looking for updates about this.

sidenote: Kal Penn was in Epic Movie. A really lousy movie. Really reeeally lousy movie. Think recycled Scary Movie (the movie came from the same producers and director, at least let's give them that) minus of course the appeal of originality (don't make me start on that Zathura-Jumanji crap). Plus, if you ain't a movie buff, you'll prolly have a difficult time keeping up with the spoofs and parodies because they just pop the screen in rapid gunfire succession.


ciao.

Monday, February 26, 2007

the beauty in ugly. more like, where's beauty? coz ugly is all over the damned place.

The Beauty In Ugly
Jason Mraz

ok, so i'm nut really listenin to it like i'd listen to bowling for soup (cos i been listenin to these guys like mad this weekend) because i keep imagining salsa dancers when i hear it, and it is one sight i'll not enjoy anytime soon.
i just heard it over the radio the other day. nonetheless my interest was piqued when they mentioned the song was for the soundtrack of Ugly Betty -- the American version of Betty La Fea.
now if you dare say you aint got no clue who Betty is, you're either some liar who thinks they're plushly above the ghetto society, or you haven't been in the philippines the last couple of years. and no, you can't be in between.

there's good stuff in the lyrics, i tell you now.
it fits the show like mittens on hands.
Like: Don't believe in leaving normal just to satisfy demand is mighty agreeable to evryone and anyone who hasn't yet turned into the cynic most others end up in this prejudiced world we inhabit.

really, Betty's story is just what it is: fiction. mind-product. not true. nadah.
the only way the opressed Betties of today will forge forward through and over them emaciated foulmouths of the glamorous is if they won an obscene amount of greens (or in the philippines' case purples/yellows/blues) in the lottery and decided to have the innate damages in their physiology repaired under scalpels and laserbeams.
and even after all the hassle o being cut up, when they have all become as perfect as Mikey's David, they would still have that invisble placard on their foreheads that screams "I had my nose done!"
exactly where is the beauty in that?

so take a hike, Jason, because all i see is ugly.
inside AND out.

fine then. i guess i'm a cynic too.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

i have a thing for piano people








I have a thing for piano people and it is a humongous disappointment for me that I don't know how to play the damned instrument.
Awfuck.
I haven't really noticed until recently, but I now find that I sprout immense liking for songs done by artists that opt to pour forth their music through graceful dances of fingertips on ivory, more so than those produced by mere strings and/or percussions.
Just beautiful.
I still am not aware exactly of with which band all this fascination started but musicians as early as Coldplay, Dave Matthews Band and Five For Fighting probably struck the match for the flame. And then came Daniel Powter, New Radicals, Vanessa Carlton, Evanescence, Jamie Cullum, Hanson, Alicia Keys, Keane, Sarah McLaughlan and even some artists that showcase in their tracklists a flair of the delightful keyboards: Lifehouse, John Mayer, Train, Dishwalla, The All American Rejects, Matchbox 20, Teddy Geigher, Tori Amos, Regina Spektor and a most recent personal pick, The Fray. And then some.
And not just some some, mind you.
I am talking about the talented band Augustana.
I heard one overwhelming song -- BOSTON -- and I was wicked hooked. These guys are as far as far out possible.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

terabithia comes to life

Bridge
to
TERABITHIA



oh my fucking god.
you would never in the depths of limbo imagine how excited i got when i saw the trailer of this movie on tv the other day. the only book tha made me cry. talk about pussy eh? and to think its a friggin kids book!
oh well, that was back in freshie high school so am nut really tha concerned anymore. i mean, it happened when i was going thru the innocence phase, back in the times when i felt that gryffindor winning over slytherin in a quidditch match was a moving moment. i was actually hearing 'we are the champions' blaring inside my head while reading that. honest. whoakay. sombody tell me they went thru that innocence stage as well, cos id be feeling really really stupid if you didnt.
craparoo.

anyway, to anyone who likes kids books like me -- kids books that make sense, mind you all -- i suggest Terabithia. a reaally beautiful read. and short too so ya wont be bored like me over frodo.

ok, so the movie's tagline("Discover a place that will never leave you, and a friendship that will change you forever") is way mush-over. i also think that they concentrated much on the fantasy part of the story, which isnt surprising cos making good bucks is the first and foremost priority in this industry. its just that i didnt expect it to look so... Narnia, if you know what i mean. read the book and agree.

anyhow, feb 16 in the US, and ive no idea when itll be shown here in PI but i am definitely gonna catch that movie.
ciao.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

psycho bitch from Hell

Orson

LOL.
sorry for flooding.
really good songs, i swear.
real good. way catchy. love it.
this was the outtro song of some juvenile djs in some radio channel (sorry but alzheimer complex struck again) that got me curious. it struck me funny that they were singing the same line off-key over and over and over again throughout their show with overflowing gusto i thought they were drunk. the line? And you're a psycho bitch from Hell.



ALREADY OVER
Orson
Bright Idea



Cue the music,
Curtain falls,
The lights all fade to gray.
Don't think there'll be an encore
For our secret Passion Play.

It's time to play the final card
In a game I now despise.
To me it seems so obvious-
To you it's such a big surprise.

It's already over-
If I stayed here, I'd only make you cry.
It's already over-
We can't move forward,
So let's move on...
Bye-bye.

They say parting is such sweet sorrow,
But I'm still looking for the sweet.
I feel just like a baby-
These tears don't miss a beat.

And I'd rather be anyone but Here
And anyplace else but Me.
I'll just climb inside my head awhile-
My demons have a date with me.

It's already over-
if I stayed here, I'd only make you cry.
It's already over-
We can't move forward,
So let's move on...
Bye-bye.

So go ahead, and hate me now
For breaking-up on the phone.
But I know that I'd crack if i saw your face-
I deserve to be alone.

And I hate that i still love you, girl-
And I only wish you well.
But i'll never be man enough for you,
And you're a psycho bitch from Hell.

It's already over-
If I stayed here, I'd only make you cry.
It's already over-
We can't move forward,
So let's move on...
Bye-bye.

So long.
Farewell.
Bye-bye

another great find

Rascal Flatts

hearing this song yesterday prompted me to stay home and listen to the radio all day, waiting for 883 to play it again...
ok, so it aint entirely because of it tha i stayed indoors. i just had the effects of staying up for nearly 24 fucking hours shoot smack down my bloodstreams bad. i was dozing like a castrated cat for most of the day. its nice. you should try it sometime, get some serious bonding with your bed and your ceiling.
lets not straggle off course too much, here's my major find of the week:



WHAT HURTS THE MOST
Rascal Flatts
Me & My Gang


I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do

It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

(Not seeing that loving you)
That’s what I was trying to do

my new booze and medicine

The Fray
moving

calming


heavenly

better than a cup o coffee


i should be made their handler what with all the advertising i do for them. that'd be sweeet ^_^

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HOW TO SAVE A LIFE
The Fray
How To Save A Life


Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

How to save a life
How to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

How to save a life

^_^

Sunday, February 11, 2007

im locked out. ive my room key with me, a gate key too. but i dont have no fuckin main-door key. i went through being pissed, desperate and bored

in a matter of minutes. i mentally beat myself up to death for being the scatter brain of scatter brains. god i hate feeling stupid. ive never wanted to be NOT lucid before this my entire life. and i fuckin smell like some chainsmoker's ashtray. way unrighteous.

i am hungry.
although i have the option to eat someplace here, i just dont have the sheer will needed to complete such task. ive been on-line since the first wee hour of the morning in this ill-stationed internet cafe and i still have an hour at the very least to waste away on surfing for guitar chords, updating starving, and watching manny poohquiao do his outrageous monologues down at youtube. thank god for internet cafes. and thank god that some of them are actually open 24/7.

nalipasan na ko ng gutom.
see, i cant even begin to ponder the english transalation of that. nagutom ako, nalipasan ako, nagutom ako ulit. shit.
i am now scornfully stupidly hungrily regretting my decision of not joining axis' way over the head fun group over at malate. hey teng, would you mind saving your 'i told you so's till next week? thanks. oh and hi to all them cool people i hung out with tonight.

oddly, i dont feel any pull of drowse at all.
i have been officially up for 20 hours. at this point my mind wanders to a quirkily made up illusion where i am having one heated conversation with cristina yang about who did the most hours of duty this week. meredith enters to break the fight. whoakay. enough of the crazy talk.

my night was a blast (until i got off jason's car and realized my huge moronic mistake).
twas troy's band suicidal genius' gig at mayric's tonight. might i say they were the best among all those bands i heard tonight. theirs was definitely refreshing after all that overdose of growling throats, male and female, mind you, that did nothing more than hurt the ear. ok im being biased and the strings and drums werent half that bad, but growls? they arent really the kind of vocals i enjoy listening to.

sigh. the fray's how to save a life is real soothing to the senses when youre stressed.
fuck, im way beyond stressed now. there aint no mirror around but ill bet the life of the person beside me (he's playing silly games on yahoo, the poor insomniac) that i look like shit. motherfucking horse shit. lay down on the dirt words bubba.
great, now im talkin to myself.
no youre not.
fucking yes i am.
stop that shit. no youre not.
you freak, im talking to you now, arent i?
huh? oh.. right. *sheesh* at least its just me thats --
shut it already!

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

21st July 2007, 00:01 BST




NEWS FROM JK'S SITE:

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows will be published on 21st July 2007 at 00:01 BST in the UK and at 00:01 in the USA. It will also be released at 00:01 BST on Saturday 21st July in other English speaking countries around the world.


Might I say "other English speaking countries around the world" includes the Philippines? Why the hell am I saying this anyway? Everybody'd already be placing orders in advance and I don't even have money to spare! Argh. Major major argh.

Friday, February 02, 2007

mood swing early in the morn. sigh.

chem is like killing me. i hate it. i dint attend the subject at all this week. fuck fuck fuck.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Change Of Image

bubbly day everyone!
i was thinking that, for a change, this post will showcase photos of the days that were. well. i was trying to be clever. hah. sue me :p










Griffin&Phoenix
~ Amanda Peet (Identity) and Dermont Mulroney (The Wedding Date) play the doomed lovers. The movie's a remake, I found out. I liked Peet eversince Jack & Jill. Mulroney shows nice acting, the first scenes are, like, tear jerkers. But, no silly, i dint cry. Nice movie, nice storylines, nice soundtrack. Just be warned about the brevity of it all. Leaving the cinema, all I thought about was how premature the ending was to my liking. I'll tell some more about it when i get hold of the script. Darn, I can't find it. ~








A Hotter Potter
~ Daniel Radcliffe (Harry Potter) is about to make his stage debut with Peter Shaffer's Equus in London's West End Theater this month. Hear that? WEST END?? He's going big time, that kid is. The bigger news? Equus is about a stable boy's erotic fixation with horses. Daniel will play a mentally disturbed boy who pokes horses in the eye with a metal wire and strides them naked for sexual thrills. Syet. Over half a million tickets have been pre-sold for the show assumingly because of Dan. Did I mention he'll appear nekkid in at least one scene? ~






Monday, January 22, 2007

seeing saw

PreScript(if there is such thing):
my gran had a mild heart attack early in the am last friday. she was discharged from the hospital yesterday, sunday. im worried. i dont really pray but i love my lola so i guess i can make exceptions for her.
Get well Lola.

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i have waited long enuff. finally watched bloody SAW 3 last night.

arggh.
bollocks (i had to mention bollocks after bloody, of course).
not what i expected.
friggin disappointed.

i guess that happens when you expect too much from a film, especially if its predecessors did good in the trilogy movie population thats consuming the big screen nowadays. i wonder if the harry potter series will set the trend in the near 20XX for 7-part movies? ..now now, dont start.

the story was sabog. although i saw the attempt at making it the conclusion/resolution of the series. i appreciated the flashbacks cause they reminded me of why i liked the films in the first place. btw, saw 1 is bloody brilliant. saw 2 is just smashing! i really thought, or rather hoped, that dina meyer (kerry) was gonna be like, the major character (cause i really liked her in birds of prey)but, no, they had to plug in a new one. that jeff shit character is very VERY annoying, i must say. i cant fuckin believe hed stand there for minutes and then finally decide that hed save his enemies when its already too fuckin late. at least dr. lynn was convincing. you gotta love the part where she cut open jigsaw's skull to perform an operation -- all by herself! it had me on the edge of my seat more so than those other stunts: the twisting limb machine was great, nice nigga acting there; the hook or bomb situation was also a spectacle, you could see the skin rip with every hook he pulled from his bod; the freezer room was a big whatthehell?. duh. duh-er if you please; and the pig grinder whatev was just... gross. no other word for it. ew.

the stunts reminded me of another trilogy which has a very nice first offer, an are-you-fuckin-kidding-me second installment, and a bold attempt to reason things out with the third. familiar with CUBE? major major suggestion from me to you. that is, if youre not yet puking with my review of saw 3. wink wink.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

nombre

now playing: if i am - nine days

excerpt: The answers we find are never what we had in mind
So we make it up as we go along
You don't talk of dreams
I won't mention tomorrow


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i wasnt really that of a fan of nine days. i knew this song for ages and it wasnt exactly what idve called spectacular. but there are times in life when youre heavily feeling a particular emotion and then you hear a song that smacks right through your veins. hits the spot. makes you melt. makes you crumble. takes you high. takes you somewhere. takes you there.
perfect in every sense.
and so it goes.


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i so dont want to ruin the moment but i cant help writing about my neighbor (im in a computer shop) watching a live performance of some group that sounds eeriely like the used (im hoping againt odds theyre not them!). the lyrics got me when it screamed something like: "My cock... is bigger than yours. My cock... is bigger than yours. It can even walk thru that door." LMAO!!!! talk about polar opposites of what i just said about if i am! the only way that would hit the spot is if you were horny as hell haha!

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

bastusan na

damulag,

i have never felt more angered. i am still unable to process the fact that i got a 72 in ITF (when my chem grade was 88. yes, chem, the same class where i almost dozed off just yesterday). somebody shake me something fierce because i am so not over it. no, not after you gave your speech. not after you made us all take our phones out and compute the grades ourselves. not even after you identified yourself as a certified bitch. oh, i could never agree more. bitch. throw in pug too, and fat-ass, and crap-face. hey, has no one ever told you that the dark circles around your eyes are so dark and huge they would've mistaken you for a dalmatian? rude? please. i am being polite now, trust me. because if i wasn't, you'd probably read shit here that would make your mother die of heart attack. or at least make your dog throw up like mad and your cat eat its own shit. man. pardon my attitude. i am only trying to get back to you in the worst possible way i can think of right now. hell, i'm not sure i'm even thinking straight right now. i keep zoning out. mostly just to plot the best revenge that would not get me in trouble once i managed to make you eat dirt.

after that little speech, please don't think you got to me. because you did not. not even close. and don't you ever talk to me about responsibility again. i know for a fact that YOU did not mention anything about printing that stupid resume exercise. YOU lousily lost our test papers and then YOU twist shit around so that it's suddenly our fault(!) YOU rarely show up to class, at least our class, and when you do come to, you're late like hell. need i mention our class is 11 in the freakin morning? can't you step up a bit for christ's sake? is your fat lazy ass too heavy for you to lift? and please, plase do not use your other classes to reason out your laziness. ESTUDYANTE MO RIN KAMI PUTANGINA. is that fact a deal of a shocker to you? god. you are worse than Tabuloc. i swear.

i am not average, i tell you. i am not ordinary. i am not regular. i am not just anyone. i personally made it a pledge to make you see, bitch. you are so going down.

fuming sincerely,
max

Friday, January 12, 2007

in between years

HAPS NEW YEAR BLOGGAS!

sbeen what, a fortnight since pig year began and im greeting shit only now huh. that and the fact that ive been online for times more than i could count this past week or two. i feel crappy. but im happy im bloggin again!

last year:

:: the new potter book's official title's out! sounds weird to me though --- "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows" ...sabog ka rin ba ngayun JK your highness? kiddin. love that gal.

@@@ edit: deathly hallows nut deathly hollows. tnx em. :p

:: axis' cds introduced me to another side of the music scene. say CAT STEVENS, THE WONDERS, THIRD EYE BLIND (although i was a fan before already, i just now realize their words), SINEAD O'CONNOR, TORI AMOS, PRINCE(?), BLESSED UNION OF SOULS... not to mention to a very angry pov at the rising tide of covers today. damn. rip offs haha!!

:: i actually saw a judy ann santos movie in the cinema! wow, thats called achievement. in fairness to her, i laughed my ass off at some of her antics.

:: went to the department store. took a detour too! i dint want nobody that worked there seeing me. complications and all- that- crap.

:: watched the full second season of COLD CASE. i just gotta have that freakin fuckin awessssome soundtrack baby! ill trade that for sex, anyone? haha!

:: dvd marathon -- 10 minutes of every waking hour. my eyes probably need glasses now.

:: went to church. and no, i was not scorched!

:: khristy had her birthday. hope she was happy. see you in march, cant wait. :p

:: my younger bro bought himself a pokemon series dvd. I finished the 64 episodes in less than 5 days, staying up til 2am at times. i always liked that shit. i lose about a quarter of sensibility when im trying to get hold of what i want haha!

:: took in a lot of unsaturated fat. christmas is food anyhoot. hope me blood pressure dont soar that high.




present year:

:: freakin exams the first week we're back in school! $#%@*!!

:: mo lost his credit card in G4. no sweat. he woulda lost his atm card too if i hadnt seen it lying face back in his garage's pave. okay, now panic. he really should keep track of his stuff.

:: my professor finally took care of my not being enrolled in his subject. now those are the kind of teahers we should all have. so good samaritan of him. sana kunin na sya ni lord. hekek

:: nyahaha! i got a 91 in the society prelim exam and i dint even review that much. talk about maximum profit, minimum effort. team rocket style.

:: angel let me in on a secret. you're the man. no proof needed. heh heh.

:: fuck i have an 83 grade???? whats the deal man??? i gotta do betta next time. ace em, ace em all!

:: oh. my. god. MANNY POOHKYAW is hysterically funny! search youtube for clips of him in homeboy, wowowee and wazzup wazzup. i know, so ghetto, but you are fuckin gonna fall off your seats lauging your asses off,, i still cant get over that misplaced fridge!




lots more happened, but right now ive starved myself to write this -havent had lunch yet- so ill see you soon fans!

Sunday, December 17, 2006

on second thought, i wanted to say this:

actually, i just want to comment on JR Siaboc. he was one of the contestants in pinoy dream academy, if u dont know. (yes, i watched that shit, and by shit i mean stuff and not anything negative cos them p[eople were really quite talented.) the other day in the solo interview they must have been instructed to talk about their personal life before the academy and i wasnt really interested in anything until Siaboc said this story of how they were so poor. according to him, he and his dad used to wake up at eight in the am with awfully rumbling stomachs to find no food at their table. "so ang gagawin namen, matutulog na lang kami ulit ni itay at gigising kame ulit ng mga 12noon. ayun, kung minsan wala pa rin talagang pagkain. ang hirap nung gutom na gutom ka tas tubig na lang meron."

my apologies but,
WTF MAN?
you complain of being starved each morning and yet all you do is go back to sleep and pray that when you wake up again your friggin bitch'll be serving YOUR food in the FRIGGIN TABLE?! friggin GET A JOB YOU ASSHOLE!!

okay. temper temper. boy am i glad he won second place. kawawa naman ang nanay nya kung hindi.


on a happier note: the young awesome exxxtreeemely talented YENG won!!! yay!!! she totally deserves it!!!!

crappy net connection in pampanga.

swear.
i lost interest in posting whaevers today.
sigh.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

C fuck H fuck E fuck M ohfuckme!

i have a chem exam in exactly 30! hear that? CHEM??? CRAP!!!
my friggin fuckin sentiment about this subject has NOT EVER changed since freakin third year high school. oh god, oh god im panicking! this has never happened since that horrible moment my brother caught me jacking off! CHRIST DID I JUST SAY THAT? i think i need help. i need mercy! i need grace! we started with goddamn plain and simple(whatthefuck?) electron configuration and i CANT for the life of me even get it friggin right! im sick i say! sick to the stomach with the course! why god-devil-satan why do i have to go thru this shit? this hell??!!! blast everything! be gone chem! be gone! disappear from my already crumbling world! i freakin cudnt believe i was soaring happy yesterday!!!


well. that felt nice.

now i really do gotta go. the thirtys down to 20. blasted chemistry examination. pray to god i live to tell the story.