I’m not moving.

Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I’m not gonna move,
Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,
Some try to hand me money they don’t understand,
I’m not…broke I’m just a broken hearted man,
I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,
How can I move on when I’m still in love with you…

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet,
And you’d see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I’m not moving…
I’m not moving.

Policeman says son you can’t stay here,
I said there’s someone I’m waiting for if it’s a day, a month, a year,
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet,
And you’d see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I’m not moving…
I’m not moving.

I’m not moving…
I’m not moving.

People talk about the guy
Who’s waiting on a girl…
Oohoohwoo
There are no holes in his shoes
But a big hole in his world…
Hmmmm

and maybe I’ll get famous as man who can’t be moved,
And maybe you won’t mean to but you’ll see me on the news,
And you’ll come running to the corner…
Cos you’ll know it’s just for you

I’m the man who can’t be moved
I’m the man who can’t be moved…

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet,
And you’d see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
[Repeat in background]

So I’m not moving…
I’m not moving.

I’m not moving…
I’m not moving.

Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I’m not gonna move.

“The Man Who Can’t be Moved” by The Script from their self-titled debut album.

My rating: *****/*****

Written by: Mark Sheehan, Danny O’Donoghue
Sung by: The Script
Album: The Script
Lyrics source: LyricsMode

Sus!

It’s almost October already and I’m a year late for most of my commitments. I need to do some figuring out talaga. Something which heavy drinking won’t really solve (something I’d like to use as an alibi).

So my head’s kinda messed up right now, well it’s always like this anyway.Here are some random thoughts and things I’d like to say to the world…

1) I don’t want to be with you. I am happy, as simple as that.

2) I need to rethink about my taste in men and will include men having tattoos (spec. badly done ones) in the list of no-nos, again, why the hell did I even get rid of that in the list anyway???

3) I’m excited about a couple of things; my birthday, my cebu vacay, and some other things…

4) Though I do not dress to impress, I’ll try to wear clothes that aren’t that much revealing anymore (though I love wearing them since they’re comfortable and I feel sexy in them). To avoid already committed men calling me and their wives calling me too, pretending to be their husbands sister to ask whether I’m their husbands new gf. Seriously, FTW!

5) I need sleep.

6) Grow up!

7) I don’t need anyone’s sympathy. No, not this time, call me ungrateful, but it’s annoying. Gratias.

Green, White, Fight!

Green, White, White, White!
Go, Fight, Fight, Fight!
Green, White, Go, Fight!
Green, White, Fight!
Green, White, White, White!
Go, Fight, Fight, Fight!
De La Salle! De La Salle!
Fight, Team, Fight!

Finally.

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Soon!

ROOTS

This Sat/Sept 27 Eastwood’s Basement brings your ROOTS
An event that will let you in where it all started!

Presenting Basement’s original line up:
DJ Carlo A. (Tech/Prog/House)
DJ Olie (Hiphop / RNB)
MC Chase (Host)
They’re all together once again!

Comment or e-mail me (sexykenai@zenbe.com) for limited guestlist!

What’s wrong?

It’s been a while since I last posted a personal “blah blah” entry, so now, here it is.

A lot has happened lately, a lot of lessons should be learned by this hard-headed-little-girl, but it will actually take some time for me to take them seriously. Seriously.

I still don’t know what to do with my life, still can’t figure out a way on how to do the things I actually enjoy and make some sense, esp. money out of it.

But here are some things that I’m certain:

1) I enjoy clubbin and getting drunk. Nothing’s going to change that. I even enjoy just watching people go crazy in clubs (well, if I’m not the one doing crazy stuffs)

2) I want a good-paying well-compensated job. But I have no complaints on my current job anymore (well I’m trying my best to quit whining about it)

3) I am blessed with a lot of wonderful people around me, and making them feel special and loved is going to be my new hobby

I’m lost right now. But I’m in no hurry, I’ll figure it out soon.

I’m happy.

I choose to be.