like it or lump it.

dance with me

Put on my records, know my song,
if you're lucky, we might just sing along.
yes, i mean you.
not you, i meant you.

then read me a book,
a classic, any story.
I like Shakespeare and Twilight.

head down to the mall,
pick out some boho-chic.
give me my scarves, my t-shirts,
my flats, my sneakers.
my oversized shades with a coutoure jacket.

and we'll waltz into the movie,
grab a seat in the back,
enjoy the thrill,
of living in another time and riddle.

but at the end of the day,
when sunset has gone,
and twilight has fallen,
one last goodbye,
and a slamming screen door.
is all that we're leaving.

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Saturday, March 21, 2009

9:23 PM

I'm at Ariel's house now.

AND IM LOVING HER ROOM LIKE OMFG.

anyway, i shall post about camp in a little while, when i have time, i promise this time.
But for now, i shall raid ariel's files.

What have i found?
(btw, she's writing me a love letter on graph paper with a quill and ink. seriously.)

that would be me, probably a year ago. it's outside Marina Square and i was trying to do the zoolander thing.

epic fail. seriously.

and this is eunice and me, swaying. to Paula Deanda's song.

and at the end, eunice freaks, and actually i did too, cause we didn't know ariel was filming.

WARNING : the following photos were commented on by ariel unless otherwise stated. please do not be taken aback nor freak out if she sounded spastic or retarded, or otherwise weird. remain calm and continue scrolling down for everything has to end. right?

i shall go read her letter and write her one back now. take care on your journey with her. it could be dangerous.

wait, what am i saying? how can ariel be dangerous? SHE'S A RADIO PIRATE THAT STOLE MEXICO FROM THE PORTUGESALS! :O

ohhhhh.

OHHHHH.

OOOOOH LALALALA. :D
*starts to break out into the twilight-parody-from-niga-higa song*

if you havent noticed, thats cheska with the glasses and the flyaway fringe.

Deep. Fried. Guacamole

But Mr. Moustache! Whatever happened to your beard? Come, come, dont cry now. We do hair transplants, so do not fret.

Because we're awesome, and you cant join us. (:

"ishh my camewa. ppppbbbblthhhhh!"

Im as awesome as this wall. :D

Cause im just a little bit caught in the middle,

Life is a maze, and love is a riddle.

RED ALERT. CAMERA UPSIDE DOWN ABUSE! ALERT. GAH. HUMBUG. BOOOOOO! :D

pondering life. and love. and war. yep, thats what she's doing.

you know you love us.

steph: "weeeeaaaahhhhh!"

cheskoo: " ? :D "

ariel: "OOMPALOOMPA, IM A BAKKWA."

haha. cant touch this, na na na na.

People from takashimaya suddenly gasped at the sight of these ravishing young cows stepping out of a Jane Austen book (from Kino, of course). They'd just gone for a midday stroll with Mr Darcy, Mr. Edward Ferrars, and Heathcliff (he escaped from his stupid bloody moors book).