shiznick. may tula ako:

title: tastes like chicken

woke up today with a mouthful of blood
good thing i've got quite a tolerant gut
peculiar nothings sure occur a lot
it seems pretty weird but im sure its not

a crappy poem for a crappy day
makes me wanna wish for a holiday
a scabbing wound from a terrible itch
i just wish it'd stop making me twitch

i want to sit somewhere really really high
a tower perhaps,or a spire near the sky
oh wow this is starting to sound a bit nice
just have to find words that sounds like ice

im tired and bored and sleepy and down
im typing my misery up to the last noun
expand and explode i just might implode
or drown in this nonsense that looks like a poem

end.

ang galing galing...today i rest cos tomorrow i draw...whole day...tech drawing....urgh...

galit ako kay chicken little. masyado ciang maangas. akala mo alam nya lahat ng bagay pero bagsakin naman sa skwelahan. pota ka chicken little. kung nakasusugat lang ang mga salita, wala nang matitirang parte mo para ilibing. isa kang hyperactive ultra feeling know-it-all na bobo naman. isa kang pathetic na taong nakikiangkas lang sa waves ng swerte. kung ako si thor, kikidlatan ko ang kwarto mo upang iligtas ang mga kasambahay mo mula sa iyong ultra kayabangan. nagmukhang humble si sir six balls sayo. (kung naguguluhan na kayo e contakin nyo sina batchik, ty or joe).

lumabas na ang galit ko...kaya tama na hehehe

i hate chickens!!! nanggaya ka pa ng salamin!

discussion:

with such a long title, im amazed that i could still think of a lot of things to say. its a wonder how two people who tell each other that they're important, tend to lash out on each other over things that don't really matter. egotists like myself tend to self destruct...too bad we're made of combustible glass shards that turn into machinegun projectiles...emotional shrapnel with armor piercing, heat seeking claw spikes. its an ugly feeling for everyone. much like most wars, both parties think that they're actually winning but what they dont realize is that the downside is in itself having casualties regardless of whose side they're on. i guess people never really outgrow "childish"-ness (if there's such a word).

application:

stop and think about the damage you're causing to your partner and to yourself

recommendation:

-try and grow up.
-when things start to get out of hand, its time to stop
-swallow ur pride and say sorry



-out

ps>>> its always good to follow one's own advice. get ready to be swallowed pride.

discussion:

leche. may pasok na ko bukas. pero ayokong maging focus ng blog ko ang buhay ko. ituon natin ang ating atensyon sa isyu ng unang araw ng klase at ang kalakip nitong "anxiety". eto na:

siguro naranasan na ng nakakarami ang tinutukoy sa entry na to. ung feeling na excited kang pumasok pero at the same time e nagngangalit ang cells ng katawan mo dahil sa anticipated na work load. nung elementary, magkahalong takot at excitement mainly dahil sa mga kaklase. takot na takot ako noon na baka maging kaklase ko si pardeep girn dahil mahilig ciang mamahid ng kulangot (pero nakita ko cia about a year ago, di naman na cia siguro namamahid ng kulangot). excited akong makita ulit ung mga kaibigan ko kahit na di ko na sila maging kaklase. andyan sina nico oleta na naging kaklase ko mula grade 1 hanggang first year high school yata, si jacktot (christian jacinto) na ciang nagturo sakin magbakat ng drawing ng aso mula sa religion book (kaya ko nakilala ang image art), sina ernest flaminiano na hanggang ngayon e bespren ko pa din, sina albert paz at jp anareta na kasabay ko pang napilit kumanta sa stage ng "huling el bimbo" nung grade 3. anyway, nagdedeviate na ko sa topic at sobrang haba na. tama na to.

application:

wala naman...wala ka naman kasing magagawa sa first day kundi pumasok o kaya e magiwan ng masamang first impression sa pamamagitan ng pag absent sa unang meeting.
parang kamatayan ang first day of classes...kinakatakutan ng marami, pilit tinatakasan ng iba, at sinasalubong ng maluwalhati ng mga mapapalad na nakaintindi at nagenjoy sa mga aral ng buhay/last term. gandang analogy. damned im good.

recommendation:

-ugaliing pumasok sa first day dahil baka kailanganin mo balang araw ung i-a-absent mo sana sa first day mo.
-maghanap ng mga kakilala sa first day para may kasabay kang maglunch at magpetition ng subjects dahil 15 units ka pa lang (19 ang regular load)
-matulog ng maaga kung 7am ang unang klase mo
-matutulog na ko.


-out!