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Wednesday, June 14, 2006
What do you mean by Maalaala Mo Kaya?
Oh crap I was able to put up half of a poem in my thoughts on my way home,and now I could barely remember a line,tonio wasnt much of a help either since he kept pestering me the whole time.
Multiply is the shit,it's a part-e boy's paradise,with all the uploaded tracks of Kaskade,Tiesto,Chicane and the Hed Khandi Albums,too bad I dont do chems.
This is Worse Than Any Kris Aquino Monologue
And here I am again in front of me pc,mumbling stuff at me self. This is the 50th time Ive struggled to put something in my blog.It's either Im dumb,I grew smarter or Im dead.But I have to put my money on the last one. Well I dont think I could get any dumber than this,or any smarter,(but hey I finished my math series this summer,me dorky)**well that doesnt prove anything though** I wasted my summer with math,booze and math again. And life is so pathetic now,why???I dont know.
Well back to my problem,it seems I reached the state of writing impotency,if such thing exists.Back then writing was so fucking easy,I could just bitch about just anything,but now,gahhh,it cant be the numbers from all the math problems Ive solved,I dont take any illegal substances,it's like a cancer of the hair.
I dont want to go drama queen again on this,plus Ive popped my 2nd can of booze,if I dont get half amazing in a while,Il be fucked up with Cuervo till dawn. Oh crap,imma make a poem.
I no longer dream of you That's funny,am not used to that The only reason I smile Is the same one that could make me bleed And scream and bitch out some more Made me drink and drive home Made me cry without even shedding a tear
You seem very happy You should be For you are the best in the world I know you know that Dont be conceited I'll conquer the world first Then maybe I'd smile silly again
As this bottle empties itself So did the rest of me Tomorrow I'd wake up No more beautiful mornings No more day dreaming Sorrow would not get the best of me
"Im losing my favorite game" -Favorite Game-The Cardigans
What's next for me,chasing down any chinita I meet I guess,aurevoir.