Friday, March 14, 2008
Chasing Love (Original Song)
YES YES YES YES I COMPOSED A NEW SONGGGGG-UH A WHILE AGO. ;)
It's called... dumdumdumdum. Recording will be uploaded laytaaah.
CHASING LOVE
VERSE I
I used to go right walking in
All wrong places
Screaming "Heads Up" searching for
All those faces
Staring right back at me
This messed-up world
Is filled with loneliness
Wrapping your hand to another
Grants your second guess
Needing someone to fill me
PRE-CHORUS:
But my mind says
CHORUS:
I should stop knock knocking on
Every door
This time around my heart
Wasn't as ready as before
Stop tapping on
Every window-oh
And if we must push through
We must be star-crossed lovers
Trip and get scared
Until you run for cover
No, no, no, no, no
I'm gonna get by fine
Waiting in the lines
Taking it slow, slow, slow, slow, slow
VERSE II:
I used to think that love
Is something you should find
Can't believe that it can tap
And capture you from behind
I thought
"Who needs waiting?"
I thought I knew much better
Than to sit around
Waiting for a lost love letter
That might bring us two together
But who's anticipating?
PRE-CHORUS:
And my mind says
CHORUS:
I should stop knock knocking on
Every door
This time around my heart
Wasn't as ready as before
Stop tapping on
Every window-oh
And if we must push through
We must be star-crossed lovers
Trip and get scared
Until you run for cover
No, no, no, no, no
I'm gonna get by fine
Waiting in the lines
Taking it slow, slow, slow, slow, slow
BRIDGE:
And my dear, dear patience is a faithful friend
He tells me Good Love always waits around the bend
And I've been naive
So I believe him
CHORUS:
I should stop knock knocking on
Every door
This time around my heart
Wasn't as ready as before
Stop tapping on
Every window-oh
And if we must push through
We must be star-crossed lovers
Trip and get scared
Until you run for cover
No, no, no, no, no
I'm gonna get by fine
Waiting in the lines
Taking it slow, slow, slow, slow, slow
Taking it slow, slow, slow, slow, slow
WOOHOO. hope you like it. Or just leave it.
killed a random reader @ 4:08 PM
Thursday, March 13, 2008
To Save The Planet
Here is Therese, typing this up, doing some MAJOR stalling.
Ugh, I am tired of all the schoolwork.
Yesternight, I did NOTHING. Like, NO-THING. I stalked, basically. And bummed. Slept for awhile. Played guitar like a sentimental fool. Slept some more.
I did nothing productive, clearly not following the original plan.
I completely, honestly forgot that I had an ES long test and an English Autobiographical Account all for tomorrow. There are about 5 pages to be written and 100 plus plus plus pages to be read. Or drooled on.
So I don't know, this entry isn't exactly making me any smarter right now. I still don't know the soil layers (and like I really really care) and I have NOTHING on TextEdit. I probably might not sleep, but this is entirely not because of the amount of things I have to do, but actually because of my excessive talent for stalling, really. I tend to think up of things to do just to avoid the really essential (cough) school-related stuff.
Damn the distraction in this world. I just went in the library to get a stack of yellow paper when I just felt the urge to type something and waste more time. For some reason, I think I'm actually learning more when I'm writing lesson summaries in smooth yellow paper. Of course, rereading these said summaries does not necessarily follow the writing process.
Actually, it almost never does follow.
Anyway, I shall be off and attend to my ES book.
The world needs more knowledgeable people who dream about Soil Texture Triangles every night, and Sir Araneta expects us to save the smocket-filled Ateneo atmosphere, and the rest of the world, while we're at it, so I've got to get reading.
Damnit.
Whatever happened to Captain Planet?
killed a random reader @ 3:47 PM
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Dumb and Dumber-er
UGH, I'm feeling dummmmb.
I wish I could be smarter than I am now.
I wish, I could talk about more relevant stuff other than weird, grade-schooly codenames and excessive girliness. Ugh, ugh, triple ugh.
I don't remember having whore-ish tendencies when I was in High School. I was practically as boring as a baerbecue stick, complete with lack of hormones and fuzzy emotions, ironically speaking. I mean, I never liked people that I don't know-know THIS much, I mean this is just insane, what I'm...doing.
ANYWAY.
A distraction of some sort, for you.
A snippet from my Y!M (are you really supposed to put the exclamation point? kknoonecares) conversation with my kapits, Pojjjj.
POJ AND I, talking about my obviously smart choice to remain faithful to my network, SMART:
reese_0006: hardcore SMART
porj_pojee: MAG GLOBE KA NAAAAA
reese_0006: no tenksss
reese_0006: THOU SHALL NOT CAVE IN
reese_0006: NO
reese_0006: NO
reese_0006: smart will resurface
reese_0006: and rule the
reese_0006: network world
porj_pojee: WHATEVER TETE!
porj_pojee: IT WILL NOT!!
porj_pojee: GLOBE WILL.... ACTUALLY.... GLOBE IS....
porj_pojee: !!
reese_0006: HAHA
reese_0006: no
reese_0006: \NO
porj_pojee: )
reese_0006: NOOOO
reese_0006: super gaya gaya glober
reese_0006: i mean globe*
porj_pojee: ITS THE TRUTH BEYBEH.
porj_pojee: =))
reese_0006: like, ever heard of ORIGINALITY?
reese_0006: ugh it's sick
reese_0006: haha
porj_pojee: HAHAHAHAHAH
porj_pojee: bitter!!!
reese_0006: smart is the better choice
porj_pojee: =))
porj_pojee: joke
reese_0006: smart has better signal
reese_0006: haha
reese_0006: =))
porj_pojee: whatever.
reese_0006: what are we fighting about? HAHA
I mean, really, t?
WHAT WERE WE FIGHTING ABOUT?
Haha, obviously, we don't have better things to do with our lives than argue about stuff that aren't supposed to be argued about. Or upon. Whichever.
SO! Lookie who got herself some Multi-colored Holgaaaa!
Many Many Many Maaaany Thanks To:
1) Gelabeefy Mun (~ put this on top of the n) oz, for getting the lomolove with me. We brought you to Eastwood after...4 fucking years!!!! Yayyys.
2) Marv Velascooooo, thank you vury vury much for driving and speaking some German stuff to keep us entertained.
3) Mr. Justin Philip Gooey/Gui, a.k.a. the little Freak of Lomo Nature, for evurything else.
YEA.
My ES Lab test sucked ass. Like seriously, terribly sucked. UGGGGGH what is this WORLD? I am totally failing lab. This shameful, one-unit subject that is called LAB.
Screw Science. SCREW IIIIT.
And RANDOM: Can I just share?
I really, REALLY hate the word MEME.
As in REALLY.
killed a random reader @ 3:41 PM
Sunday, March 09, 2008
To My Good Pimple
Aah, Good Pimple,
Why must you keep messing up my chin?
You are a scum.
A lousy old child of skippable biological processes.
I hate the fact that you're untouchable.
'Cause I know how annoyingly sensitive you can get.
I don't think you'd like to hear this, but truth to be told, no one ever needs you.
Faces should be smooth and pretty, not blotchy and rough and embarrassingly red all over.
So maybe
You should just
Walk
Away.
Love,
Reesey Peasy
(Now obviously, you'd know I DON'T have a life because I talk to pimples instead of imaginary friends like normal people. It's a sad life.)
killed a random reader @ 4:04 PM
The Sisterhood Of The Traveling Trophy
Las day of FUTSAL toda, and it had to end in one culminating activity.
Ugh, it sucks. Even if I eternally stink at Futsal, I never want to go to another PE next sem and the sem after that. I don't want to b e forcing myself every T-TH fir another one of those PE sessions that I never enjoy anyway.
Futsal was reaaally really fun! I love our team, UGH.
Even though Baby Pink didn't say FIERCE (Jake Dolosa!) as we would like, it's all good.
We won Best In Uniform! (Booyeah for the Pom Poms and the Facepaint na weird) And we won Third Place out of... Eight I thinks. Congratulations to everyone, especially Orange, Blue and Green YAYYYYY!
Hitched a ride with Pam and went to McDo until my driver came to pick me up. It was weird, feeling it all ending like that. I still haven't made a goal all throughout the sem (Yea, THIS is my level of suckyness) but I would like to learn more, and I'm sure I'll at least learn SOME things when given the chance and the time. It was the first time I actually enjoyed what I was doing in PE, and it's a shame to leave it at that: 400 curse words and zero goals.
We were definitely the noisiest team, screaming MUGA MUGA, WEDGIE and JOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEL...PINK! at the beginning of every game. We waved our little pom-poms in panic, support and excitement, we toyed with the ice in the cooler (YES WE HAVE A COOLER!) and ate bananas to calm our nerves. We cursed, or at least I did, jokingly at opponents who were making goals but still devoted our attention to our goalies and our positions and our little strategies.
We didn't win first place but I think we were the happiest. We channeled the spirit of our home court by lying down on the floor and making (trying) cement angels all over. We huddled and prayed and screamed and cheered and took pictures of ourselves: we never let the pressure get to us. And as we received the bronze trophy, everyone was screaming and clapping and took turns fake kissing the trophy while everyone looked cute and a random stranger took the shot.
The Sisterhood Of The Traveling Trophy. Haha. It's Karen's trophy now, but in no time it will be Alyssa's, then mine, then Best Goalkeeper Michiko's. It goes on. I don't know how faithfully we'll be able to follow this silly excuse for us to see each other again even through trophy passing in Sec Walk or the caf, but I'm still ultimately happy, just because.
I'm glad we don't mind being noisy and I'm glad we formed some kind of bond through Tuesday and Thursday mornings of early ball-kicking. Hopefully, there'll be other nice classmates in my future PE classes that aren't catty and bitchy and are as silly and as friendly as my Futsal mates, but honestly, there's always gonna be one BABY PINK team (and this is against our will) that totally, totally kicks both balls (the soccer one), and asses.
FUTSAL 2008 SECTION M
TEAM PINK
killed a random reader @ 12:04 PM
Friday, March 07, 2008
A Boy And A Bullet
BULLLLLLET BOOOOYYYY! Happy 18th my deaaaaar!!!
I had SO much fun, gooooooodness ME. Photobooth HOGGING, unlimited pictures with Phyl, Nicole, Nikki, Ellie, Maan, Jamie, Paula, Angel and Shari. UUUGH, I love it. MALUHO SI BULLET! MALUHO!
Pictures to come if I find the urge to post them.
And since Ken said iintayin daw niya tong blog post na ito, here: Some funny moment in Sec Walk involving Essence and ONE BENCH... HAHAHAHA yun lang e no? Super katamad na ikwento, masyadong fun yung debut ni Bullet. I lalalove E7iteeeee! Or Eli7eeeeee! Or WHUTEVAAAAAR.
P.S. It feels so nice to be out on a Friday night. Today so feels like a Saturday and it's super exciting to think that I still have two more days of freedom. HAH!
Next stop: Kar's debut ;)
killed a random reader @ 7:43 PM
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
I Feel Unloved
Okay, so I left my phone along with my iPod in my house for like the WHOOOOLE freaking day. And I go home and guess what?
NOT A SINGLE SOULD TEXTED ME.
Omg, e veryone hates me.
Or I just never reply. :)) BUT ONLY BECAUSE, I never expect messages anymore. Nobody ever texts me anyway so. IT'S NOY MY FAULT, people, IT'S YOURS.
UGH. I am NOT loved.
killed a random reader @ 6:35 PM
Monday, February 25, 2008
Single, Ready To Mingle?
I think I'm meant for Single-Blessedness.
Yea. That crap Ms.'Apol' was telling us about last year. I think I'm gonna live it.
I don't know, maybe before, my yaya cleared up the dinner table while I was still finishing the last of my dinner. Didn't grandmothers used to scare every girl in the family about how that incident of clearing-up-the-table-while-a-girl-is-still-eating will scare off every boy in the world and therefore would lead to a life of an eternally old maid?
But God, I don't want to be single for the rest of my life. I'm practically screaming Rhett Miller's Come Around in my head every single day of my life.
Am I gonna be lonely for the rest of my liiiife? I'm gonna be lonely for the rest of my liiiiife, unless you come around, so come around."
Is something WRONG with me?
killed a random reader @ 3:36 PM
