On American Idol 8

I have always believed that the soulful voice of Anoop Desai will make it through American Idol. But heck, he did not make it to the top 12. I loved his version of Monica’s “Angel of Mine” (and I just downloaded it on my iPod!). Michael Sarver was good, but I don’t think he is as good as Anoop Dawg. And yet Michael got a sure slot in the top 12. Argh. What is up with the new AI format? I don’t really get it. And another thing, Anoop was just 20,000 votes short from getting Michael’s slot. Another argh.

I just hope Anoop will get into the top 12 via the so-called wildcard round. He is just too good to let go.

horoscopes ain't true.

…but sometimes I just freakin’ want to believe them. :P

D, v.14: kilig moments and answered prayers

It’s my first month of being totally in love with you.

At first I thought I was just fooling myself, that I like you because of your silence. I never knew it would turn out like this, that I would be so in love with you.

A month had passed and many things happened since then. The last month has been a month of kilig moments and answered prayers. A month had passed but I know this feeling is going to stay.

I’ll keep on praying for you. For us. :D

capitalist construct.

I believe this occasion was made for love to be commercialized. It’s high time for flower, balloon, stuffed animal, chocolate and other whatever-we-are-used-to-give-out-on-valentine’s-day vendors to sell their products to people who are crazily in love. I mean why the heck wait for February 14^th to ask someone out when you could do it any day? Ugh.

Call me bitter or a non-conforming freak. Whatever satisfies you.

Another ugh.

Someday I’ll be happy too. Just you wait, people. Just you wait.

over and in love :)

a song for D :)

Take me where I've never been,

Help me on my feet again

Show me that good things come to those who wait

Tell me I'm not on my own

Tell me I won't be alone

Tell me what I'm feelin' isn't some mistake

'Cause if anyone can make me fall in love,

You can

Save me from myself, you can

And it's you and no one else

If I could wish upon tomorrow,

Tonight would never end

If you asked me, I would follow

But for now, I just pretend

'Cause if anyone can make me fall in love,

You can

Baby, when you look at me,

Tell me, what do you see?

Are these the eyes of someone you could love?

'Cause everything that brought me here,

Well, now it all seems so clear

Baby, you're the one I've been dreamin' of

If anyone can make me fall in love,

You can

Save me from myself, you can

And it's you and no one else

If I could wish upon tomorrow,

Tonight would never end

If you asked me, I would follow

But for now, I just pretend

'Cause if anyone can make me fall in love...

Only you can take me sailin' in your deepest eyes

Bring me to my knees and make me cry

And no one's ever done this,

Everything was just a lie

And I know, yes I know...

This is where it all begins,

So tell me it'll never end

I can't fool myself,

It's you and no one else

If I could wish upon tomorrow,

Tonight would never end

If you asked me, I would follow

But for now, I just pretend

If anyone can make me fall in love,

You can

Show me that good things come to those who wait

You Can, David Archuleta

just gotta post this before I sleep.

Thank you, Dear Lord, for an answered prayer. :)

D, v.13

I’ve never felt this way before. I thought I could fly with this happy feeling. So happy I wept with joy.

I thank God for the wonderful person you are. :D

jitters.

I didn’t sleep much Wednesday night. And the reason could be explained by one word: procrastination.

I had to make note cards and review my report for Organizational Communication 107 on Thursday, the discussion behaviors of American and German Managers. Like any other report, I felt these jitters before doing it. You know, the wild shaking of hands and stammering and butterflies in the stomach and stuff. Because of that, I started a ritual by chanting to myself: Control your nerves before they explode. Control your nerves… Then it was my turn.

But alas, the words just came out of my mouth and straight to my audiences’ ears. I don’t really know my report well so I invented things to say instead. I must establish eye contact for them to believe I know everything I say. But I know they did not understand anything that went out of my lips, because I myself did not understand them. That’s how crazy the report went. Whatever happened to my control-the-nerves ritual, I don’t know.

Then after class my professor came to me and said: “Ms. Moroño, that was a good thing you did, that you did not look at the LCD display. I was so glad you extemporized. Keep it up.” Or something like that. Whoa, being said to “keep it up” after a crazy report? And by the glorious professor Sarile? Must feel great.

Thank You, Lord. The efforts paid off after all. :)

D, v.12

Pardon me if I can’t draw a real drum set. :D

D, v.11

We were on the ride back home. I was listening to my mp3 player when you suddenly asked me why am I smiling. I did not answer right away, because I myself don’t know why. I am just a freak of nature most of the time. I answered it’s because of our other friends who were having a crazy time at the other end of the jeepney. You laughed.

Now if you’ll ask me why am I smiling, I still can’t answer right away. But the difference is this time, I know the reason why. I smile because of you.

last message

I was in love with the old you. The old you is not you anymore. Therefore, I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE.

HAH. Feels so good to just let it out. :D