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SUKA ni JOY
Sunday, 27 February 2005
God Bless That Bitch
KC said, referring to Cher. Just came from the Rama, for KC & The Sunshine Band. Yeah I know they were popular before I was even born. What can I say? Oldies rank 2nd to alternative when we're talking about MY favourite kind of music. Although they didn't play that one song I knew them first from, I still had fun. I know who else did, my Mom. Heheheh. Kasama ko lahat sa pamilya ko. I love it. Next week sana matuloy kami sa bowling.

Of course my day won't be complete without my usual (nonsensical) observations

a) People, when playing slots, look like robots. Without emotions, blankly staring at the screens, pressing the buttons.

b) I tried one machine, put in a five-dollar bill, and finished it in 3 seconds.

c) But don't feel bad, this guy, had $200 and used it all on the slots. Enough said.

d) If you're like me, who sometimes get insecure about your age, and the back of your hand gets stamped in a casino, that means you still look young and shouldn't worry about your wrinkles. *rolls eyes*

Sulatin ni Joy at 12:01 AM EST
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Thursday, 24 February 2005
Just Another Anesthetized Day
By now, you should've realized I adore using champagne words. It makes me seem like a li'l aristocrat. Ho Hum.

Something to add to my previous entry, Stephen Root is also a voice in Tripping The Rift.

Can boredom kill you? What a dumb question. Of course not. But can it make a person kill another? Ohhh, one thing's for sure, boredom can make one person morbid. Take ME for instance. I'm not going to elaborate on that. Nobody's interested. I certainly am not.

Gusto ko nang umuwi at matulog ng mahimbing. Can somebody correct my grammar? I feel I need to go back to school and learn some more.

Don't you hate it when you feel numb? No, not dumb, NUMB. Physically, not emotionally. I hope my senses come back soon.

Thursdays used to be one of my favourite days. I still like it, but not love it.

More senseless monologue later...

Meron kaya akong (mga) tagasubaybay? Just curious!

Sulatin ni Joy at 12:01 AM EST
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Wednesday, 23 February 2005
Shitty Shitty Bang Bang
Well? What? It's Wednesday and I'm back to work. Wooptidoo. Shall I reminisce about the pain I went through the past two days? Hell no. Ok, let's not.

Crap, I don't know what to talk about. Well, I saw Dodgeball last night, and realized Bill Deauterive/Buck Strickland/The guy from Dodgeball/The boss from Newsradio are all the same guy. The more you know...!

Sulatin ni Joy at 12:01 AM EST
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Wednesday, 16 February 2005
FilCa Posting Overdose
Now I understand why some members like seeing their name plastered all over the threads as the last poster. It's fun! Oh the adrenaline...clicking on "Submit" waiting anxiously to see if some other member has mudded your streak. I saved my screen. Hahahah. It's an achievement. If you're a FilCa Addict you'll understand. On another note, last night I saw the MTV for Billy Talent's Nothing To Lose. It was shot in Central Tech...it's always in Central Tech. Can't blame them, the architecture's lovely. DING DING DING!!! That's the secret word of the day...LOVELY

Sulatin ni Joy at 12:01 AM EST
Updated: Friday, 25 March 2005 8:50 PM EST
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Tuesday, 15 February 2005
TIME IS RUNNING OUT-The Muse
I think I'm drowning
Asphyxiated
I wanna break this spell
That you've created

You're something beautiful
A contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction

You will be the death of me
You will be the death of me

Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out

I wanted freedom
Bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
But I'm addicted

Now that you know I'm trapped since ovulation
You'd never dream of
Breaking this fixation

You will squeeze the life out of me

Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
Ooooohh

You will suck the life out of me

Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
Ooooohhh


***I like this song...enough to put it in my journal.

Sulatin ni Joy at 12:01 AM EST
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