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Monthly Archives: March 2009

Today is the day when my internet conks out on me. I hate it. So I am back to being an internet squatter. Oh well.

On a lighter note. Today is the day I saw scabs squirm. LOL YAY me.

In the end, I learned alot. Not just about Law, but also about life.

I also learned that I have alot of stuff to update everyday.
Facebook, Multiply, WordPress, Tumblr, Twitter. Not to mention the online forums I go to.

It’s not what he has that makes a man. It’s what he DOES with what he has that makes him who he is.

Alright. I am now on low comic mode. I just spent 1.1K for THREE WEEKS worth of orders. I used to spend that much on one week’s worth of comics.

DAMN, I’m either feeling the pinch or I’ve got alot less comics to run after.

Not having really big events to go after is a big thing.
No Secret Invasion or Final Crisis to look forward to.
All I’ve got is “Battle for the Cowl” which is practically exclusive Batman anyway.

So where am I going with this?
What buying habit of yours has changed drastically recently?

So yeah, I stopped the weekly hotlist because I realized it would be an exercise in futility because I’d just be enumerating practically the same songs every single week where the new songs that have caught my interest are added and the older tracks that are no longer that big for me are subtracted. That’s the main reason but another reason is that I’ve found someone who does it SO MUCH BETTER THAN I DO, Songoftheweek.multiply.com, If you wanna check it out, click HERE.

Song of the week is a very well done multiply site. Better than anything I could have come up with so support it. It’s free so you might as well check it out, right?

So instead of the weekly hotlist I’ll just be coming out with small reviews of songs that have piqued my interest. It will be better than just writing songs I like since it will give you the WHYS. I for one prefer to know the reasons behind choices rather than just seeing the choices made.

I am of course talking about “The Climb”. I admit to liking the song. YES, I can think of people who would have done better singing it. YES, it’s Miley Cyrus. YES, she’s not one of my favorite people in the world. BUT, I’m talking about the song. I’m one of those “it’s not the destination, it’s the journey” people and this is a nice way to put it.

Check the chorus.

There’s always gonna be another mountain
I’m always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle,
Sometimes I’m gonna have to lose
Ain’t about how fast I get there,
Ain’t about what’s on the other side
It’s the climb

See what I mean. I’m shallow like that.

Hard as it is for me to admit. I’m normally a glacier when it comes to initiating something in interpersonal relationships. I also happen to be extremely cautious and logical whenever I actually get to do anything. It’s the drawback to relying too much on my logic. That’s why I keep getting hit whenever The Script’s single “Talk you down” plays. Especially the chorus.

We’re standing on a tiny ledge
Before this goes over the edge
Gonna use my heart and not my head

I’m trying to go back to writing poetry.
I feel like I’ve kind of lost my touch because I’ve disconnected with my muse.
I don’t get inspired by the artist’s pain. I’m weighed down by the the very thing that inspires me.

Life Sojournalist

I look through the looking glass.
Not an alien landscape behind.
For I am behind the lens.
Letting the world pass me by.
Neither better nor worse for my art.
I forever chase that one chance.
And I lose the moment as I capture it forever.

I want to buy Absolute Sandman #s 1-4.
And I’ll soon need a 16GB SD card.
And a camera bean bag.
And an achromatic close up lens.

Dang it. I wish I were rich.

I’ve got a friend whose dad is in need of blood.

B+ is preferred but any type is fine for the swap.
If you want to give blood go to Manila Doctor’s Hospital over at UN avenue
Room 918, Patient’s name: Dr. William Lee

I didn’t get to give blood since I’m a bit stressed right now and my BP went all the way to 130/90. Darn payroll cut off was today so it’s hellweek once again. Actually, all four of us who went at the time didn’t get to give blood for various reasons.

But I can’t.

I don’t have anything to tell you because I’ve never been in your position.
I can’t console you even though I feel your pain because I think you’re strong enough to weather the storm.
I don’t think it’s within my ability to help you.

You don’t need me.
Yet you still acknowledge me. Why?