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Thursday, March 02, 2006

alternativity

okay. it has come to my attention that lately, to be a rockstar, you have to sing like you're constipated. but hey, it really DOES sound good when you sing like you've got a gallon of phlegm in your throat. so here are...

The Top 3 Constipated Vocalists

3) Yael Yuzon of Spongecola - here's a guy with powerful lungs who sings like he's blowing up a hotair balloon. Kailangan lang pagbigyan, kulang lang sa PANSI-HIIIIIN!

2) Scott Stapp of Creed - here's a mainstay who actually had voice problems due to the raspy nature of his voice, coupled by drug abuse. no other words can express how i feel bout this dude except "sayang." To what do I owe this gift my friend? MAH LAF, MAH LUV, MAH SOWL!

finally, the one that beat them all: the up and coming...

1) Raf of The Speaks - what can i say about this guy? it's like he's singing while unloading a huge, footlong-sized chunk of crap that's been stuck in his intestines for a week. disgusting comparisons aside, he does it really well. Hold your head up haaa-ahhh-yiii-yah. YEAH-EH-YEAH-EY!

birthday

in a week and a half, i'll finally be able to watch Brokeback Mountain [why the hell did i mention this of all movies?] on the big screen without any fuss from the ticket-seller, or having to dress older [wearing a plain, collared shirt tucked inside beige slacks with brown shoes. a part of me thinks that instead of looking older, i only succeed in looking dorkier]. i don't know if i have any birthday resolutions, or if i even WANT to have any. hehe. what i want are many presents! yes, i'm a greedy, little miser-prick who wants nothing more than to swim in presents. so go all out this year, okay?

i kid. i kid.

jokes are half meant.

ahem.

uhm.

yeah...

*Material Wishlist*

unattainables:

1) A nice SLR camera
2) A Nokia N70/Nokia 6270/Nokia 7380
3) A new MP3 player. Something with more than 5 frickin' GB of memory, whose battery lasts more than 2 frickin' hours, and doesn't get destroyed every 2 frickin' months [i'm bashing my MP3 player, fyi]
4) The entire series of Friends on DVD
5) The Calvin and Hobbes complete collection [yes, i saw it in Fully Booked]
6) A plane ticket to the Vatican [yes. by myself. i have something to ask the Pope.]

attainables:

1) A new pendant with the image of Jesus on one side and Mary on the other [mine may have sentimental value, but it's falling apart]
2) The new album [or at least the new songs] of the OPM band Silent Sanctuary
3) Someone to at least have my MP3 player fixed with the assurance that it won't get busted again after two months
4) A DVD of The Goo Goo Dolls Live In Buffalo, New York
5) Ralph Lauren Romance Silver
6) Nice/Fine clothes for special occasions [porma/gimik clothes]
7) Painting lessons
8) Cranium Expansion pack

i'm really just posting this for the sake that my family reads it. hehehehe. truly a miser-prick am i.

*Real Wishlist*

And you ask me what I want this year
And I try to make this kind and clear
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
Cuz I don't need boxes wrapped in strings
And desire and love and empty things
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days...

-- Better Days, Goo Goo Dolls

[ulul....]


the adventure ended at 5:05 PM

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