and my primal instincts are urging me to BLOG. that probably didnt sound very correct too, but MEH, who cares.
we were actually supposed to head out for drinks like uhh. NOW. but then good friend Jon pangseh-ed. he wants to head out with his mom. oh welll.
good friend #2 aika. joe my lanpa says : FIRST DAY YOU KNOW JON AH ?
i reply : actually yes, just this year only.
oh, AIKA means ALSO.IDIOSYNCRATICALLY.KNOWN.AS
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After listening to Pearlyn's blog song, i felt a sense of nostalgia and began to reminiscence about the times when i had a blog song too.
blog songs are cool. until people complain that its distracting. i think it had a thing to do with SMALL TEXT and terrible choice of font color.
i ponder if theres a need to change my blog layout. its getting rather stale and looking really emo.
kinda like those blogs where emo-ed like teenyboppers ie. lil' mats/minahs post self-flagellating pictures.
then the blog song MUST, MUST be HELENA from M.C.R
and there are captions too. stuff like :
i walk through the dark between the day and dawn where real hell spawns
and erhh..
where my horrors play with kinder toys
and erhhh...
i am the new lucifer, my blood stains your soul
WOW!. now Ced's really getting impressed. because even he cant pen such nonsense. SUCH AN INTELLECTUAL PAIN IN THE ASS really.
those are people who can actually find emo remotely palatable and have the audacity to call themselves GOTHS or ROCKERS.
you know what. Ced your Daddy commands you to suck on the titties of Jon and chant GOT MILK ? to the tune of the WHATCHACALLIT sutra.
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how was that for ranting eh.
I LIKE TO DRINK. when i dont drink, i get random and make incessantly annoying remarks that no one really wants to hear/cares about/gives a fuck about.
my good sister did contrive to do one better though. i was roused from Dreamland today by the throbbing beats of TECHNO. it went like A MEEEEEEEEEELION TEARRRRRRS FOR YOUUUUUUUUUUU. WOH OHHH OHHH OHHHHHH.
A MEEEEEEEEEEELION TEARRRRRRRRRS FOR EEUUUUUUU.
i would normally associate THROBBING with a more sexual scenario. but this is a good example of how THROBBING can be used wrongly.
waking up like that is a sin. i proceeded outside in a huff and everything was normal.
2 mahjong tables were up and business transactions were in place. money was being exchanged.
aunties say : mahjong is a sport
Fata1ity would agree indefinitely
i proceeded to the sister's room and promptly gave her a piece of my mind.
MILLION TEARS, thus ended its run.
and AMOR INFINITUS started up.
MY LIFE, FOR YOU. hahaha
how very random.
7:02 PM