stuck.

i'm stuck in the 80's... haven't changed my tape deck yet into that fancy cd players.... i still love it though... =D BUUUTTT... i'm excited for my ipod...hehe =)

bandaid

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad

Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums

But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can't hear me
When I say softly, slowly

Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

"I always tell the girls, never take it seriously, if ya never take it seriosuly, ya never get hurt, ya never get hurt, ya always have fun, and if you ever get lonely, just go to the record store and visit your friends."

---PENNY LANE---


inspired by the movie almost famous.

freaky friday

9:00am, timed in, I was early, it’s a Friday so most of them come in late but I heard voices upstairs, they’re here. Went upstairs, nobody’s there, so I assumed I overheard it from the other office, I didn’t mind at all. Lights are still out, though sunlight came through windows…walking till I get to my desk… silence… silence… till I heard mumble at my back…a very clear mumble but I didn’t understand the word. one word…one syllable…she mumbled!!! And nobody’s there!!! Oh Lord!!!

I never believed in ghosts, never… Until Friday.

The guard told me that there are really ghosts/wandering souls in that building, it’s an old 5-storey building, the hallway looks freaky. They even told me they can hear footsteps sometimes, or swivel chairs moving, but I never believed them.

Until Friday.

you.

Hey you. Yes you.
You better watch your back coz you have no idea what other people say.
You talk too much and so full of yourself [masyado ka kasing gwapo (in a sarcastic way)], which by the way, makes you soooo gay, which btw made me write this.
And before I forget… have you heard of the word R E S P E C T???

In behalf of them… shut up.
Ang tamaan wag magalit.

i can tell you're watching me...:)

Excuse me but this is just a blah entry.