Amy Winehouse: That Thing

Lyrics to Doo Wop (That Thing) :
Girls you know you betta watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing

Girls you know you betta watch out
Some girls, some girls are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing

Girls you know you betta watch out
Some girls, some girls are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing

Bamboo Bank:The Incubus

Present...

All the coins that were piled up in my bamboo bank were because of my 'sacrifices'... I'd rather take a kilometer walk than pay an exact fare to a ride, I'd better have free meal at home than say bye to an Osmeña-bill just to satisfy my tummy, I'd prefer wearing my usual Tees than follow new craze in town, I'd choose jamming my sound at home than hang-out the with Researchers plus the Coordinator. And last, I'd ignore everything else, even loading up my phone, not my online accounts.

I am really working for it. How I longed to have my own guitar, I missed my highschool years, when I went home late for my rehearsals in Rondalla, I played guitar then, everything is simple, the chords, the strumming, the plucking... that's why I wanted some more...now. The main reason of my 'sacrifices'.

So now, it's almost been a year and I suppose those old coins can't wait to be finally in my hands. One morning, I asked assistance to my mother, stunned she, the mouth of the bamboo bank was cracked and the nail was easily loosened. As she counted the coins, it was only 150 Php! I remember what my cousin told me "malas mag-alkansiya!" My bad! He premonition never failed. For all those months, someone has been stealing my money!!! (kilala ko kumuha nu'n) ^_^ What about my guitar! What about those sacrifices?! What a bloody nightmare!

Bamboo Bank: In Memory of Termites

This happened a year ago...

All our books, magazines, articles, an-inch photocopies were placed in a bamboo-made stand. FOr numbers of months, it stayed there in a corner unchecked by no one. Termites then, were taking their time, enjoying their lifetime meal, those reading materials!

Maybe KIng Termites would say "Muchos Gracias hija! lagi kaming busog!" waaah

After sawing down one-third part of it's legs, it's now time to say bye bye to those creepy creatures. With the help of fire plus the Calatrava chicken. The native chicken then, is taking its time, enjoying its one-day meal, those white ants!

Now it's my turn to say "Muchos Gracias ibon! Deds na sila!" waaah

I chose and cleaned up one of the parts that has to be thrown away. I made a hole, fit enough for a 5-peso and 10-peso coin and I made a print: LABLAB AUGUST 19, 2007. For assurance, I nailed and taped it around the wood stand.

And that's the history of my bamboo bank, I could've invent it without the help of termites. ^_^

Weebee Mister

"Blah blah blah... miz u. Toinkz"

Many many Tuesdays have passed since I got those words from him. I can't recall exactly the first and next words, anyway, it's of no significance! what I'm afer is, those three final text messages. I wonder if he truly missed me, coz that Toinkz bothers me ... just a bit. After three long years, at last, both of us we're on mobile, even though we exchanged not more than ten text messages only, at least. We came up to a conversation like...

"Musta? How's your studies?"

And a reply some kind of like ...

" Nalipat na me ng section ... etc."

He talked about being the only guy in the classroom, and he was depressed, sort of conscious of having his ex around, and that he can't relate to his girlfriends ( as in barkadang babae).

Perhaps. it is indeed a sad case. I told him not to deal too much with girls ( hey, don't ask me why). Maybe it is safer to say, I still care for him.

And he ended up ...
"Xenxa na wala na me load ... magpapaload na me mamya neh...etc." ^_^

Satan Anja

Wonder why Satan? Now here's the real score...as usual whenever I'm online, i logged in my YM, and yes, bacolodkilllerbee got small bold letters and so, i asked if who's on board, and stunningly the ID replied SATAN! Oh, how unkind! Now my curiosity is after me, I'm eager to know the creature behind the ID. Well, silly me the name was posted there in the status message! It was Anja... I can't really recall what started our topic that it came to an argument about God, she's mad, she asked me if I believed that God is a boy (she doesn't know God's gender), and that the fact is: God is above being male or female! That God is God, that God spits...etc... Oh, does she equate God to a gender? Sorry. I really don't get it! ^_^ The funny thing is, she ended up asking me what to request... but then I'm about to log out, my request is still of no use, after all, I'm not at home...

Rastafarians Do Wait In Vain

I am online for two-hours, unluckily, I can't enter the room, what a mess! Maybe it was the server's fault, and yes, I am hoping for someone, I wish he's online, I admit I had no luck today, well, rob, see the good side, soundtrip mode -I'm A Fighter by Supernatural and Just A Moment By Nas and Quan. well, this could be an alternate of him. I got load but how I wish I could call him, I'm afraid he'll snub me...

A Chat With KIllerbee Jockeys

Even though I’m all alone, longing for a love life ‘for now’ has been in the edge of my aims. Music motivates me that much! If only music is a he, surely, I’ll get no control of the tempting time. I’m not into songs who are loved by crowd, it’s just that I can’t appreciate it and I apologize to the jammers of bossa nova for it always reminds me of my half-way job. ^_^

BTW, finally I got a new blog! I've been planning this for a couple of weeks. Awhile ago, I had a chat with Ms. Anya who is a former jockey of Jamie, but it was just a minute, maybe she had just her last minute, now with Mr. Max and Mr. Matt- they're both on board, and I'm trying to request I'm A Fighter, well, Mr. Aero - the mirophone pharaoh, i heard him playing that, but the 2 misters can't find it. Now, I'm trying to get their attention by setting up emote icons...ehehe...poor me, no effect! How i wish they would play Just A Moment, I almost forgot the title, thanks to my old blog, I did take note of the whole lyrics!