Dec. 23, 2004

if i could change my name

haha wala lang, pasko na!

amber 311

Brainstorm take me away from the norm I got to tell you something this phenomenon I had to put it in a song and it goes like

Whoa, amber is the color of your energy whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally you ought to know what brings me here you glide through my head blind to fear and I know why whoa, amber is the color of your energy whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally

Whoa, amber is the color of your energy whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally

You live too far away your voice rings like a bell anyway don't give up your independence unless it feels so right nothing good comes easily sometimes you gotta fight

Whoa, amber is the color of your energy whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally launched a thousand ships in my heart, so easy still it's fine from afar, and you know that whoa, brainstorm take me away from the norm whoa, I got to tell you something

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oooohh la la. hot groovy song, makes me wanna go... WHOA! =) hehehe. bakit ba ang summer-y ng taste ko ngayon?

if i could change my name, maybe i'd name myself Amber. whee. =) imagine calling me ate amber. hahhaa. or amber dear. or putangina amber, halika rito! hehehe. or amber kate instead of angeli. hahaha. i'm being extremely ridiculous no? =) wala lang, i luuuuurve this song.

anyway. which reminds me just how much i *miss* amber benson. i totally *heart* her in buffy. so awkward and... soft, yes, like marshmallows, if marshmallows could only be awkward at the same time while being soft and squishy and somewhat vulnerable. yeah. i *heart* her, she was so... gentle, in ways i couldn't will myself to be, i guess. i'm always a little rough on the edges, and would anybody make the mistake of labelling me marshmallow? (even when drunk, still steel-hard, or something. steel-hard but not in an enclosed, safety-deposit-box way. somewhat open.)

but i'm not soft. i *heart* the way amber's character on buffy is soft. (puts away character description, "soft, nurturing, selfless, awkward, sweet" in file, at back of head, for future purposes.)

(to admit, it's somewhat familiar. anyway.)

YES, anyway. i just finished bridget jones (am v.happy. cigarettes, 0. hahahaha. calories, 10,000 (v.bad)). sabi ko nga sa kanya minsan, over the phone - you know, you gotta read this. i mean, if i still were *this* boy-crazy, i'd be bawling right now instead of laughing, but because i'm not, i'm actually laughing three-fourths of my ass out, i fucken swear!. heheheh. only maybe you wouldn't be laughing but crying because you'd be depressed because it's ALL fucken true!

nyahahaha, hurray to being non-boy-crazy. (as if am in better disposition. gad, starting to sound like bridget, must stop.)

and for much-awaited bridget-quotage:

it's no good. when someone leaves you, apart from missing them, apart from the fact that the whole little world you've created together collapses, and that everything you see or do reminds you of them, the worst is the thought that they tried you out and, in the end, the whole sum of parts which adds up to you got stamped REJECT...

yah, for a while there, i got somewhat sad too. somewhat.

hoooowell. am v.excited to spend lunch time tomorrow at my uncle's with family. gonna eat lots, and stay back, neighbors - i'm gonna sing. (oh you better be ready, papatulan ko si sarah geronimo bukas.)

*evil grin*