waiting outside the lines

Waiting Outside the Lines

i just can't get over this song. it draws a lot of meaning to me. and the song in general strikes me so badly. this song is my new favorite. the first and last two lines of the song is something most people including me have to consider in life. and this boy is so adorable and soft spoken. i don't think he has to be compared with justin bieber (on the same age he was) because greyson would surely out-voice him.

you'll never enjoy your life living inside the box.

you're so afraid of taking chances. how you're gonna reach the top.

so his debut album hold on til the night has eleven tracks. they are all beautiful.

01. Waiting Outside the Lines
02. Unfriend You
03. Home Is In Your Eyes
04. Hold On 'Til the Night
05. Heart Like Stone
06. Little London Girl
07. Cheyenne
08. Summertrain
09. Stranded
10. Take a Look At Me Now
11. Slipping Away

someone's trying to rob us

there are about four to five blocks of overlapping largely chipped rocks located beside our house. idk who built it but whoever did this has a plan. and that plan is definitely not agreeable. i was just informed by my mother a while ago but i didn't believe her until i checked it myself. well, beside our house is an empty lot. it was a makeshift house before but the owners had died. someone bought the land and they bulldozed everything even the star apple trees. so now since no one's in charge of maintaining it, it has become forest-like.

i know the person plotting on this is trying to reach on an open area of our house. there's a little space at the back of our bathroom where a door's kept open during the day. yes it's kinda weird to have two doors in one little bathroom. good thing my father placed some matte of metal bars on it by the time the bulldozing had finished. but it's no assurance that we would be protected from burglars and akyat-bahay gangs. they could easily jack it off.

i'm going to check on it everyday to make sure if the blocks getting any higher. because if it does, i would scatter them away just to let them know we're aware of their filthy intentions. i'll keep you posted about this. ohh one more thing, we found a long branch of tree near our bedroom window. it looked like it was left there in preparation of hooking up some of our valuable things. they are f*ck as hell. really creeps me out.

sidepost: were done watching paranormal 3 and it was way too rough and horrifying than i expected. it was by far the most eerie of the series. because you could see things happening clearly even during the day. i mean you don't expect the worse in day time, right? but in the movie everything is crashing through at sun's peak. the scene where i almost shit my pants was the time when someone knocks the door and this girl, julie, is talking with somebody over the telephone. so she hang up and put it on the table. she goes to the door to open it but nobody's there. she returns back to the kitchen where she left the phone. to her surprise, everything is gone. all their kitchen appliances, dining table and chairs are missing. then suddenly, everything drops from the ceiling. i swear to you guys, i was begging like please end the movie right now. haha!

learn from the natives

i found this super cool interesting website called golivewire.com. it's a forum where most college students from us, canada, australia, uk and some other english capital countries around the globe congregate (or hang out if you wanna say it that way). although i'm not certain if they're all college students. you could actually learn from them on how native speaks. all their expressions and vernacular terms. feels like you're part of a classroom or just hanging out with them.

so i changed my location to tennessee, united states because they seem to have this stereotype to countries in third world. basically you could see where's a person posting from -- it's indicated below their names. they tend  not to reply on posts if they see you're from countries in southeast asia or africa, i don't know.

i learned some jargon phrases from them. check this out:

1. 'pull the shit/crap' means trying to get away with something.

2. 'pull the crap on someone' means doing injustice against somebody. could be in a form of trickery.

     so if i say, f*ck you dude, don't pull  some shit on me, it means don't try to mess around with me. or it
     could be in sense that don't lie to me.
3. 'beat the crap' literally means in a form of physical beating.

i really like learning about these stuffs. you could try visiting it too.

more: sometimes i'm oblivious of what they're talking about. there are some convos you don't get to understand in one reading, pretty much of a drawback from not being a native.

download links for a movie

looking for good paranormal activity 3 torrent download links. i really wanna watch that movie on our tv. charee told me that it was awesome. she watched it on big screen. she said it was really scary to a point that she had to cover her eyes. haha! to be honest, i've been following its trilogy(?) and all i can say that it's really bloodcurdling. before i gave credence to a claim that it was based on true story. but the more they add up stories, i feel like they're only doing that for profits. how could there be more tapes of those if it were true. shouldn't they include all in the first part. anyway, it is still scary as hell. and i don't mind if they come up with another movie of it.

ohh geeshh. i can't hold my horse from blogging. i visit this blog more than i visit solitary outbreak.

sidepost: i can't download all greyson chance's songs on youtube. i'm wondering if they blocked it from being downloaded. or if they have blocked sites like youtubetomp3, vidtomp3 and what not. because it get stuck when it starts to download. damn*t, i need them badly.

notification: i got a link for this movie and it's a gig with 720p resolution. i'm wonderin' if this would turn out nice on the screen. because most movies i had downloaded are about two gig in size. they all played pretty good though.

shunning myself

i'm still not ready to face people. you know I haven't been returning any messages from either facebook or phone. i still can't get over about the graduation issues check this. grrr. sometimes i thought of deactivating my account but i need to be updated too. i hate it because i dont have enough cash to tide me over. so i would have to limit my trippings to at least two. f*ck that really. i should have not bought those hair dyes, usb mouse and some stupid things. got four swimming trips, one cinema (i'd really like to watch the avengers), and a go-anywhere-eat-there-ride-here trip. and i couldn't turn them all down. can someone please spare me some cash?!

argghh this is crazy! i have posted five posts in a day. never done that before.

got new songs to listen to

got hooked to greyson chance! his pop voice rocks. idk, i never liked all songs in an album but this guy did. although this was't the first time since hale and safetysuit. i discovered him on myx while we were eating lunch. just randomly checking up the channels and his song hold on til the night played. it was so hooky and i searched him up on youtube right after. i found some decent uploads of his album songs and i downloaded them. sweet!

i'm still waiting for champ to make a new album. he's been producing this one man band called someday dream. i don't like it. he's so much into autotune. i guess almost all his songs are done like that. it's friggin hilarious. it's been a year since champ hasn't released any album. i hope he'd still pursue his singing career.

btw, jeez, we're starting on another issue. our associate eic just pm-ed me last night on facebook on what to do. really? what does a layout artist have to do with that? the chain of command doesn't start with me people. our eic also texted me about the covers. he wanted me to edit those raw pictures into front and backs. we haven't had any meetings yet. covers for starters? not a good idea.

cheerio.

blogger's got a new look

ohh bloggers got a new look. the changes are awesome. the interface is handy. it's like they made use of the entire screen as work area. i've quite got used to it in short time. although, i still like the old one. they say you won't be able to revert it once you've clicked it. same goes with facebook. i'm not much into timeline since it was way better. people are like forced to make their own cover photos and update stuffs.

headaches and bitterness

Yesterday, I almost slammed my head on the wall in pain. My head's aching like hell after I spent most of the day browsing blogs and facebook-ing. I was tickled to espy people's stories just to verify if my life's not so different from the rest. It's a job I've recently accepted from -- a stalker. Once in while I suppose it's imperative for us to do some reality check. You'll never know, you might have possessed the lost Ultimatrix. 

I text-ed a friend who is celebrating his graduation today. Wasn't it obvious that it has malice on it? Because he didn't reply. I was so much looking forward to his response. And by the way, I should've been part of that commencement just so you know. I should've been marching that stage with big smile in my heart. My eyes should've been tearing while our batch song's being played. Everyone in my family should've been so happy this very day but they aren't and I'm not. I was delayed for a stupid reason and I'm guilt-ridden for that matter. So I told him, Happy Graduation! Congrats! Boards na lang dude haha. :)) God bless. Okay, I understand that he might be too busy with all the camera shooting then and there. It's not a big deal, though.

To break, I hate people when they post their grad pics on facebook. I hate it when I'm compelled to like it because it has so many likes on it. It would make me bitter-ish if I didn't like any of them. I hate it when their statuses say words like, finally, at last, after four long years, just a little more, it is time... words that convincingly say like they have reached their demise but they don't, it just sucks for me, for now.

Ohh, have you heard people reciting pabasa around? Every year my ears suffer of damage from both tympanic membranes. It just out of the blue bleeds like someone has stuck ice pick in it. The tone is really scaring the sh*t out of me. I mean no grudge against it and them but it's really distracting especially with all the huge subwoofers volumed up. The Bible doesn't say stuff like this to be recited, *Catholic thing.*

I have four swimming trips ahead this April. Shouldn't I be in dire need of CPR on my fourth? Oh boy, I'm seriously running out of cash. But more seriously, I never saved money for vacation trips like this. I'd rather put them away with some gadgets I could actually be more benefited from. External hard drives, please?

Damn it. I hate this feeling. Feels like I'm a dipshit 8-year old telling this awkward likes and dislikes.

let's get started

For starters, I'm making this new blog entitled: bathos and pathos. It's sort of odd. Even I myself don't feel complacent about it. I won't disclose how I got the title or how I ever came up with that, for now. I just made this new blog because I don't wanna spam my main blog. It's nothing really fancy. I'd blog mostly here what I do every day, anything under the sun. Those people I would bitch about. Yeah, they are all very welcome here. And for the most part, I could be more honest here.

Sidenote: Okay, I made some changes. I didn't like my blog title at all. It doesn't appeal to me in any way so I changed it to Registered Nostalgia. Quite catchy huh? And the first two letters a bit related to me. You know what it means.