Saturday, August 6, 2005

Unplugged

at long last.
after 4 weeks of sleepin off those friday nights, i had a nice one last night.
went to malate with mark & jon.

we picked up Mark at Makati.

T'was was a beautiful night!

I wasnt expecting to see anyone that I know of except the ones I'm with.

1. He who juggles everyone's mind, blabbing about her babies who cant even get their complete nourishment. What do you expect from a mother who would rattle her children's minds and expect a perfect job well done.

2. He who is the source of power of everyone in my present unmotivated world that I kept on living in for the sake of existence whom I am not sure if he has the mind to carry that power.

3. He who has been so truly, madly, crazily in desperate measures to capture back the knight in shining armor waiting for that day that he will be taken to that castle far away.


Gosh. Markdown on choice of words. Too much.

Of course, would my dear companion let the night pass by without him holding the microphone and crying his voice out? Not!

Mark & Jon did a videoke ensemble at Villalon.
Went to unplugged. Cooky Chua was there. Close na ata sila ni Jon eh. Hehe.

Jon sang Santeria. Whatever that means. It was good. Di kasi namin marinig.
But it was good. Just within his range.

Si Mark ang kulit. Hay naku. Pero ok kasama.

Masaya ang gabi.
Nagkainuman.
Kwentuhan.
Tawanan.

Gabi ng Parangal.
Kailan kaya mauulit?

Oh btw, I received a white rose. Cool huh.

"Parang atin ang gabi.. para bang wala tayong katabi.. at tayo'y sumayaw na parang di na tayo bibitaw.." - Sugarfree

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Santeria

i don't practice santeria i aint got no crystal ball. i had a million dollars but i'd, i'd spend it all. if i could find that heina and that sancho that she's found, well i'd pop a cap in sancho and i'd slap her down.
what i really wanna know, my baby, what i really want to say i can't define. well it's love, that i need, oh , but my soul will have to, wait till i get back and find heina of my own. daddy's gonna love one and all.

i feel the break, feel the break, feel the break and i got to live it up, oh , yea huh, well i swear that i. what i really wanna know, baby, what i really want to say i can't define. that love make it go, my soul will have to...

what i really wanna say, my baby, what i really wanna say is i've got mine. and i'll make it, yes, i'm comin' up.

tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide. daddy's got a new .45. and i won't think twice to stick that barrel straight down sancho's throat. believe me when i say that i got somethin for his punk ass. what i really wanna know, my baby, what i really wanna say is there's just one, way back, and i'll make it, yea, but my soul will have to wait. yea, yea, yea