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August 3, 2007 at 10:57 AM #64411
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August 2, 2007 at 4:34 PM #64268
Let’s create a verrry glooommy mood…
You know for yourself you love the right person,
but it was too late…the love that was offered for you is gone.
Now, you are wondering, “what is love?”Nazareth – Love Hu…
You looked at the mirror and you found the answer.
Bonnie Tyler – It’…
How are you going to deal with the pain?
Understatement…hang-on until your martyrdom runs out.
We had an English teacher in highschool by the name of
Mr. Sabado, he had a blonde hair and he used to speak in
Bwitish English. He taught us about “understatement.”
And here’s an understatement example that he gave us.03 – You Don’t Lov…
Nakakatuwa ang English teacher naming si Mr. Sabado pero mas paborito
namin ang aming Filipino teacher na si Mr. Ginoo. Hindi komedyante
ang style niya pero ang galing magpatawa. Unique ang mga pangalan
ng teachers namin, parang handle name, tulad ng automotive teacher naming
si Mr. Co, taga-Bicol din, ang tawag sa mga estudyante niya ay “Hijo.”
Hmmmn…nasa gloomy mood tayo kaya kailangan nating maging malungkot at madugo. -
August 2, 2007 at 8:57 AM #64243
“O, pagsintang labis ng kapangyarihan,
sampung mag-aama’y iyong nasasaklaw!
pag ikaw ang nasok sa puso ninuman,
hahamaking lahat masunod ka lamang.”
(Florante at Laura saknong 78)Isa sa mga hindi ko maintindihan noon sa
Florante at Laura ay kung bakit “sampu” ang mag-aama.
Ilan ang anak at ilan ang ama? Basta “sampu” sila lahat…hehehe…
Nakakahiya talaga…nakatanggap pa ako ng best in Filipino award
hindi ko man lang nasagot ang pagka-bopols ko…harharhar.Mellow love songs…out of the blues.
Micheal Learns To …
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August 1, 2007 at 7:21 AM #64118
Oks lang Pading June. 😀
Paminsan-minsan maganda rin ang maboteng usapan…nyahah! 😀
Garo man sana baga drama sa radyo, “SEMATAR!!!”
an buhay man niato minapoon sa, “Ang nakaraan…”
Kaya maurag na makagayon magdangog sa mga tugtugan kan
mga panahon pa ni Kopong-kopong…harharhar…
(dae maarog an pagngirit ni “Eng-eng”)Perhaps it was after I graduated in elementary,
when I, finally, was able to figure out why
the title of this song is “Tatlong Beinte Sinko.”
Hindi pa uso ang cellphone, black and white pa ang
mga television. Kapit-bahay namin na may “frigeder”
nagbebenta ng ice-candy na flavor langka.
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July 31, 2007 at 7:08 PM #64066
mabalos pading Dayu, maurag man pag dangug dangugon sa trabaho, siripon tana lang sa bote kan beer kung maghilingan kitasa maabot na panahon, mabalos giraray padi.
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July 31, 2007 at 3:11 PM #64043
Sige na nga aaminin ko na para wala ng turuan.
I’m crazy…yeah, if that’s what you want to know…hahahah(loz!)
I love this song from Gnarls Barkley…it’s been so long
since the last time I heard this song. I tried to search for it
again but I can’t remember neither the song title nor the artist.
So I typed “Nasty Barkley”, but with the help of Google’s AJAX
technology I was able to reach “Gnarls Barkley.” Call me crazy
but there’s no Mr. Clean yet.Here’s Nelly Furtado’s cover. Hehehe…I don’t wanna say it
myself, afterall…did I? hik! 😀Crazy
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions have an echo
In so much spaceAnd when you’re out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn’t because I didn’t know enough
I just knew too muchDoes that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Probably [Possibly (radio version)]And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that’s my only adviceCome on now, who do you, who do you,
who do you, who do you think you are,Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you’re in controlWell, I think you’re crazy
I think you’re crazy
I think you’re crazy
Just like meMy heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I wanna be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it’s no coincidence I’ve come
And I can die when I’m doneBut Maybe I’m crazy
Maybe you’re crazy
Maybe we’re crazy
ProbablyUh, uh
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July 31, 2007 at 3:00 PM #64042
“Time flies so fast,” said our highschool valedictorian,
in his graduation speech. Four years was indeed too fast.
Also, 5 years, 6 years, 7years…oh my, it’s been 12years
since then!… 2 years more and I myself will be out of the calendar.(whoa!)
Perhaps, one day magigising na lang ako na may katabi nang
mga chikiting…(gees, am I ready for that?).Mga lumang tugtugin…request of Pading June.
Here’s Lobo with “How can I tell her.” -
July 31, 2007 at 10:43 AM #64033
padi tibad igwa kang lobo (how can i tell her) 70’s paan,kung dai ok lang.
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July 31, 2007 at 9:02 AM #64029
SALAMAT! tabi Mr. Dj D. aba mi bunos pang lyricsyeheey!.. ajeje thnx! pati si nag request ha 😀
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July 31, 2007 at 5:49 AM #64016
pading dayu mabalos sa mga oldies mong music nakaka libang, ta luma naman pati ako, mabalos giraray.
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July 31, 2007 at 5:37 AM #64015
Here’s “Unwritten” from Natasha Bedingfield for Ena.
Hmmmmmmmmnnnn…I love the song.
Ang ganda ng message (lyrics), ang ganda ng Artist (Natasha),
ang ganda rin ng nag-request (c ena un)….perfect. 😀 😀 😀Natasha bedingfiel…
“Unwritten”
I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined
I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplannedStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not findReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwrittenOh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that wayStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not findReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book beginsFeel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwrittenStaring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not findReaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book beginsFeel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwrittenOh, yeah, yeah
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July 30, 2007 at 3:00 PM #63912
Hey! Mr. Dj D. pedi po mag request ulit “Unwritten” by: Natasha Bedingfield d-dicated to my self uli 😀 Thnx! in advance tabe
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July 30, 2007 at 7:17 AM #63885
Got some oldies. Meron kayang kakanta nito para sa akin? 😕
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May 25, 2007 at 5:57 PM #55657
Hindi ako iiyak
The FlippersKapeng aking tinitimpla
Lagi ngayong lumalamig
Di ko malaman
Kung kulang sa tamis
Tasang walang kibo
Sa’ki’y nakatitig
Ako’t siya’y naghihintay
masagi ng iyong bibigBuhok na mahaba
Iniingat-ingatan mo
Noong isang linggo’y
pinaputulan mo ito
Marahil ay pagod lamang
Ang aking isipan
At di ko napansin
At hindi tinutulanHuwag kang mag-alala
Di ako iiyak
Di magdaramdam
kahit na gapatak
Pag-ibig na minsan
Na aking dinanas
Sa tulad kong putik
Tama na at sapatPinong dati-rati’y bukas
Sa aking pagdating
Ngayo’y nakasara
At panangga sa hangin
Kung ako ay dumalaw
At ito ay katukin
Kahit mahina pa
sana ay iyong sagutinKay linis ng silid,
Walang nagkakalat
Medyas at sigarilyo’y
Walang nag-hahanap
Sanggol na nasanay
Nasanay sa ama
Ngayo’y natutulog
Kahit nag-iisa. -
May 24, 2007 at 4:51 AM #55510
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