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It feels like today..

HAPPY DOUCHEDAY! It’s my birthday and though I don’t have anything particular to blog today, I just wanna say how much grateful I am.

The past year has been pretty much up and down for me, but I still have lots to thank for. I’m thankful for this life, for all the opportunities, the blessings, friends, family, people who I’ve met along the way that has helped me grow, and the readers who keep visiting my blog. I appreciate it. No gas, just truth.

Here’s song I think would be apt for what I’m feeling. Just don’t mind the faggoty-looking vocalist. HAHAHA.
 


 

I woke up this morning, with this feeling inside me that I can’t explain
Like a weight that I’ve carried been carried away
But I know something is coming, I don’t know what it is
But I know it’s amazing, you save me
My time is coming, and I’ll find my way out of this longest drought
It feels like today

 

 
Now, time for some pizza and beer. Cheers, yo!
 

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I wake up each morning, and wonder if I’m ready for more..

I came up with a song. Well, not technically. They’re only lyrics. I wrote this a week ago. It was one of those moments where I just felt like scribbling some shit down. All it needs is music. Oh yeah, it doesn’t have a title yet, either.

 

 

I wake up each morning
Wonderin’ if I’m ready for more
Whether I could handle it
Am I prepared for what’s in store?

The thoughts keep coming back
Haunting me every scene
Confusing what’s inside
It gets crazier, so it seems

What are we meant to do?
Who are we supposed to be?
I’m lost in the doldrums
Where is the light I need to see?

Questioning yourself and reality
Struggling to find strength
Is it mere coincidence,
that I feel broken and bent?

What are we meant to do?
Who are we supposed to be?
I’m lost in the doldrums
Where is the light I need to see?

Drag me out, drag me out now
I need to escape, show me the way out

I wake up each morning
And wonder if I’m ready for more

 

What do you guys think?

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MMDA should come out with a Motorists’ Handbook

I think the MMDA should come out with a handbook for motorists. A handbook that contains traffic rules and regulations. A handbook that CLEARLY DEFINES all the violations and their corresponding penalties. And I guess it should also contain information about the window hours of the number-coding scheme in all cities.

Some officers make up their own shitty violations and confiscate licenses for no valid reasons. This handbook could prevent situations like this in the future. So if in case we get pulled over by MMDA officers, with the handbook, we can be aware if what we did was REALLY wrong and make sure of the violation/s we are being accused of.

I heard that the MMDA app has a feature like this, stating the fines and when it is required to confiscate a license. Thing is, not everyone has an iPad. The MMDA website also has a list of traffic violations and penalties, but I think it would be more appropriate if they produced hard copies, with clear definitions of the violations.

In the meantime, any traffic enforcer violating any of the guidelines stated on the MMDA website may be reported. Letters of complaint may be sent to email@mmda.gov.ph. Complaints should contain full details of an incident report, including the name of the apprehending traffic officer. Drivers involved in an argument with an MMDA traffic enforcer may call MMDA Hotline 136 or the MMDA Metrobase at 0917-561-8709.

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I love writing. Writing is fun.

I love writing. Writing is fun. It’s not as fun as reading, but it does give me the same fulfillment. It’s something I try to do every once in a while. It may sound geeky, and it is. I just find it relaxing. It gives me freedom and control. And it makes me sound smart.

I’ve written short stories, sports articles, poems, and love letters. Side note: One time, back in high school, my friend asked me to write love letters for a girl he was courting. Luckily, they became a couple and it earned me a Nirvana cassette tape. So yeah, I write love letters. Novels? In time, maybe.

When I was a kid, I used to write a lot of short stories. They’d be about anything. Candy, baseball, parks, socks, Indians, fishes. You name it. I even made a book that took the shape of popcorn. But my most favorite piece was about time traveling. Man, who doesn’t love the idea of time traveling. Show me one person who disapproves of it and I will downsize his face with a hammer. The book was titled, “John’s Time Traveling Adventures”. I had a lame drawing of a hoverboard and some unnecessary bullshit on the front to make it look interesting. That’s why I believe in ‘Don’t judge a book by its cover’; I do crappy covers but make up for it with a kick-ass story.  Continue reading…

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I Hope This Happens To My Boss #6

Picture this.

You’re in the mall, looking to buy a bottle of perfume. You head to the perfume section and go around testing the different scents. One saleslady walks up and asks you to try their new product. You yield to her request and whip out your hand. But instead of spraying the perfume on your wrist, without warning, she sprays it on your eyes. You feel the burning sensation and scream in pain. Obviously discontented, the saleswoman pegs her finger on top of the perfume bottle and squirts three more sprays into your mouth. You fall to the floor and twitch in agony. But that doesn’t stop her. She grips the perfume bottle and accurately drops it on your forehead. The bottle cracks open and so does your head. The saleslady looks satisfied and smiles as she walks away.

No, this did not happen to me.

But I hope this happens to my boss.

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Which would you rather choose, a great meal or mediocre sex?

Anthony Bourdain is a witty bastard.

 

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I Hope This Happens To My Boss. #5

Picture this.

You’re minding your own business when a random stranger comes up to you and spits phlegm in your face.

No, this did not happen to me.

But I hope this happens to my boss.

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I Hope This Happens To My Boss #4

Picture this.

You’re on your way to work. As you get on the bus, you luckily find a seat along the aisle beside an old lady. The bus gets full. Standing in the aisle next to you is a fat man eating a burger. The ride is quiet. And smooth. Just as you close your eyes for a short nap, you hear the old lady gagging. She’s gets dizzy and vomits on your lap. The fat dude sees this and pukes on your hair. You find out the fat man had spaghetti, too.

No, this did not happen to me.

But I hope this happens to my boss.

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I scribbled a few words. It is now a poem.

I wrote this a few nights ago. Just some random shit. It has no title yet.

 

Digits slowly increasing
Green arrow pointing down
Forty-two minutes after one
Orange curves beam up
Down to the last round
Breeze immensely cold
Confusing the spark inside
The fire that crackles softly
Scared of getting blown out
Time is ticking
I am near the end
Should I feel excited?
Or should I bend?
Best to expect nothing
I drag my soul outside
Carefully watch it play
All seem stagnant
The now fades to gray

 

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I Hope This Happens To My Boss #3

Picture this.

You’re at someone’s house having a few beers, listening to some friends play music on the guitar. Good times. You suddenly feel the need to hit the can. You stand up and go to the bathroom. You pee, you flush the toilet and head out. Upon opening the door, your friend smashes you in the face with the electric guitar. At the very same moment, someone strangles you with a rope. Where did this rope come from? You’re confused why this happened and notice your forehead bleeding. They just laugh and strangle harder.

No, this did not happen to me.

But I hope this happens to my boss.


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