If I were a Girl

April 14, 2009

if i were a girl even just for a day
I’d roll out of bed in the morning
and go straight to a mall that’s open
and go window shopping with the girls

and look for great bargains
i’d pick everything i wanted
And I’d never get confronted for it
cause they stick up for me

If I were a girl
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a boy
I swear I’d be a better girl

I’d listen to him
‘Cause I know how hard he works
To give her the life she wanted
Please don’t take him for granted
Cause it’s you that’s all he ever wanted.

If I were a girl
I would turn off my phone
So he will spend all day worried
Thinking about what happened to me

I’d put myself first
And make the rules as I go
‘Cause I know that he’d be faithful
Waiting for me to come home, to come home

If I were a girl
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a boy
I swear I’d be a better girl

I’d listen to him
‘Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
‘Cause she’s taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

It’s a little too late for you to come back
Say it’s just a mistake
Think I’d forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong

But you’re just a girl
You don’t understand
And you don’t understand, oh
How it feels to love a boy
Someday you wish you were a better girl

You don’t listen to him
You don’t care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
‘Cause you’re taking him for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
But you’re just a girl

 

Destructive

February 13, 2009

For the hard core fans of Dragon Ball, the live action theatrical version to be released this 2009 is a pitiful remake of the epic anime series. It is a blow not to the great Akira Toriyama himself (even if he probably made millions in royalty), but to the countless anime freaks who have been awed and inspired by this masterpiece. If you ask me, the feeling is mutual. Hollywood really did it this time. It has a caught a bad habit massacring really good stories, then immortalizing them in reels.  I call upon the million cohorts of the Red Ribbon Army to launch an all out assault on Hollywood.

Tula-la

December 16, 2008

para saan pa ang mga tanong, kung wala rin namang maisasagot

mga pangakong napako, mga ala-alang matagal ng limot

sa ala-ala’y bumabalik sa bawat tingin, sa bawat sulyap

anong misteryong bumabalot, na parang banana ketchap?

 

maghapong nakabantay, nananabik sa tawag mo

sa bawat galaw ng bibig, tinig ng pag ibig -mundo ko ay nasa slomo

pagsapit ng dilim pati sa paghimbing, panaginip ang iyong lihim

pagpatak ng umaga lilipas ang oras sa psp slim

                   

kung alam ko ang daan, hindi na ako magtatanong

minsan ako’y naligaw, at nagtanong sa isang manong

wari ko’y ’sumagot ka ng maayos kung ayaw mong masaktan!’

san’ ang daan papuntang buhay ng walang hanggan?

Teflon

November 30, 2008

                                                                          

at ngayon naisakatuparan ko nang ayusin ang sirang gate valve ng inidoro sa banyo ng tatay ko. sa sandaling ito, kampante ako na wala ni katiting na tagas sa mga gripo, tubo at iba pang daanan ng tubig sa aming bahay. napakasarap ng pakiramdam, animo’y sugat na tumigil sa pagdugo, naninibughong damdaming nakahinga sa haplos ng minamahal.  

may isang linggo rin bago ko napaglaanan ng oras dahil sa tawag ng kabuhayan at mga proyektong may panganko ng isang masaganang pasko. pero hindi na ako ganun kasigasig, di tulad noong nakaraang pasko. pinangako ko sa sarili ko hindi ko na lulunurin ang sarili ko sa trabaho, at maging kasangkapan ng amo. sadyang nakakasilaw ang yamang dala ng isang magandang trabaho, at magandang reputasyon sa publiko. ngunit paglubog ng araw, sa mga simpleng bagay, tulad ng oras kasama ang pamilya o simpleng salo salo kasama ang mga kaibigan makikita ang tunay na ligaya. 

gagawin ko ang lahat pati ang thesis mo… 

maliit na bagay lang kung iisipin - ang aking suliranin. sa panahong kasalukuyan, sa mundong nagmamadali at tila laging kinakapos sa oras, ako ay mistulang mangingisda sa gitna ng karagatan. sa gabay ng silaw, naghahanap ng malaking huli at hindi alintana ang pagtakipsilim. ayos lang sana kung malaki ang dalang bangka, kaso hindi. tila hindi na ako makakarating sa dalampasigan dahil sa kakatitig sa yaman ng dagat. hindi sinusunod ng sagwan ang aking kamay, nasa bingit na ang aking lakas, isang gabi nanaman akong matutulog sa gitna ng dagat.

Aircon and Obama

November 4, 2008

Aircon and Obama

What a historical day today, for me and Obama. After 24 years I finally had my room installed with an air conditioning unit, courtesy of my parents of course. For Obama, his election as the first black president of America will earn a notable place in history, consuming one or two pages of history books plus another page if it includes a picture of him with his vice-president. I’ll bet my bottom peso that someone from Hollywood would decide to make a film about his triumphant battle against “Mad-dog” McCain, making it the inspirational movie for that year. And for all of us a win situation, the looming threat of having two retards, McCain and Plain in the White House is finally over. Matt Damon can breathe easy, now that Palin’s view over dinosaurs that existed thousands of years ago doesn’t matter. This calls for a celebration, doesn’t it? Whatever may be your intention, it’s your decision.

I lost my wallet to a pick-pocket last Friday, and my life with it. Whoever took my wallet, I hope you really needed the money. I admire your skills but it would be better if you could apply them in a creative way.  With those stealthy hands of yours you can win a Naruto seal contest at a cosplay.

Thank you for all the support I’m getting on ebay.ph!