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.