a nice change of musical genres for me, at least.

here's the embed to listen:

robin thicke - dreamworld

I would be you, you would be me, we would be one, we would be just fine
The ice caps wouldn't be melting and neither would I
I would just drive my big old car and everything would be alright
And energy would just fall down right from the sky

Words would fly right from out of my mind,
out of my mind... into your heart... into your life
And everything would sound just right,
and no one would stop me from drinking my wine

That's my dreamworld, that's my dreamworld, it's more than a dream...
Dreamworld, that's my dreamworld, and I wanna live in my dream

Oh, the real world just don't feel right
I wouldn't spend my days searching for... searching for lost time
I wouldn't be so damn sensitive, I'd let things go by
No matter what the weather,
I'd learn to change... I'd change with the time

And everytime I need a woman,
she'd appear right by me
she hold me tight, treat me right, and tell me that
everything is gonna be, is gonna be alright... alright

That's my dreamworld, that's my dreamworld

I would tell Van Gogh that he was loved, there's no need to cry
I would say, "Marvin Gaye, your father didn't want you to die"
There would be no black and white, the world just treat my wife right
We could walk down the Mississippi and no one would look at us twice

That's my dreamworld, that's my dreamworld, it's more than a dream...
Dreamworld, that's my dreamworld, and I wanna live in my dream

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merlynthemagical

Do you know the feeling of being a garbage can? I do. And I don't know how I had survived for once, and twice and thrice. For countless times to be exact.

But you can never defeat me. I will be willing to stand. More than willing. That, I am certain.

Blah blah blah.

I'm more than tired. But the amount of my willingness to fight outweighs my burdens. 

Kapoy na ko gamay. Puyat na ako. I am bombarded. But to continue sailing in this ocean of life with so many obstacles is worth it.

So I shall survive.

So the running joke at the office is that I live in the ghetto. It's not altogether false - there are a large number of vagrants and tattoo shops in my immediate vicinity (but things are slowly getting better - for example, a 7-11 just opened up underneath me! (It did make things seem less ghetto-y).

Anyways, I park my car a couple blocks to the east in a surface lot. It's not exactly the most uplifting place, and I knew I was gambling when moving away from my nice garage (who wanted $250/month!)

Well, much to my delight, when I got to my car today, the driver side window was smashed! Yay! I became yet another statistic as a victim of non-violent property crime! 

Here's the rub: the car was obviously ransacked - the car's owner manual was strewn out on the driver seat, and the glove compartment was left open.

But reasons beyond my fathoming - they left behind a $50 gas gift card as well as my iPod. What? Is it 'cause it was a 3G iPod? They also left my prescription sunglasses on the seat - were they not good enough to steal?

All in all, they were pretty considerate criminals. They only busted up my driver side seat window and stole ... absolutely nothing.

I guess the only winners are the people coming to replace my car window tomorrow. Lovely!

i really like this one (i've embedded the song at the bottom of this post)

jimmy eat world - work

if you only once would let me
only just one time
then be happy with the consequence
with whatever's gonna happen tonight
don't think we're not serious
when's it ever not?
the love we make it's give and it's take
i'm game to play along

all i can say
i shouldn't say
can we take a ride?
get out of this place
while we still have time?

all the best djs are saving
the slowest song for last
when the dance is through
its me and you
come on, would it really be so bad?

the things we think might be the same
but i won't fight more
its just not me to wear it on my sleeve
count on the for sure

all i can say
i shouldn't say
can we take a ride?
get out of this place
while we still have time
you wanna take a ride?
get out of this place
while we still have time
yeah - we still have time

can't say i was never wrong
but some blame rests on you
work and play they're never ok to mix
to mix the way we do

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merlynthemagical

Too much happiness isn’t good at all. Why? Because it makes me more selfish. It makes me more confident of things that are fleeting. It makes me forget people, “important people matter-of-factly.” Has it crossed your mind, that sometimes you don’t want to be so happy anymore, so to stop yourself from forgetting people in your life? Sometimes, I’d rather be lonely and sad than to be happy and so alive and full of company. I’d rather be lonely and sad, and be able to keep in touch with people I love, than be happy in the company of others and still the next day when the fun is over, I would sit in front of the computer and write about my emptiness. Who doesn’t want to be happy? Sometimes, I get tempted and I would love to raise my hand, if being asked with such question. Happiness is a reminder that we are (at the end of the day) simply alone.

I was taken aback by the thoughts I have made. Scary. They are so scary.

Blahg

I see none of us have been in the mood to write.  Oh please wake me up from this slumber -- I'm pretending I have a life!

so what's everybody up to these days?

HK1997

One of my irresponsible siblings has this disorder that causes to her to frequent pet shops (reference, Mr. Rabbit).  She's like the grim reaper for pet shop merchandise.  First there were the parakeets, at least twenty Bettas, countless goldfishes, and the list goes on and on.  A trip to heaven is like a swirly ride down the toilet.  And because I have the slightest bit of a heart -- I end up acquiring an extra mouth or two to feed.  

This week, I unwillingly spent over a Benjamin on a new tank set-up for a pair of Red Eared Slider hatchlings because they've grown substantially larger than they are in the photo taken during the summer.  I call them The Brothers.   I remember having a hatchling for a pet when I was three so I don't mind them that much, but they're hella higher maintenance.  Initially, I was going to let them go into the wild after they've reached a certain age or size since sliders are native to the region, but after reading up a bit more about them, that might not be a good idea.