End_Of_The_W0rld's Xanga

Monday, July 20, 2009

Mon, 20 Jul 2009 10:10:52 GMT

No one's gonna fool around with us..

Alice

Oh I love my baby she’s the best in the world
She’s the one I’d want sit and watch me grow old
and talk about how we met when we were just teens

When my baby takes a stumble and gets hit pretty hard
I’ll pick her up kiss her and hold her in my arms
and we’ll sing about playing the show everyone will come and see

Oh whenever we toss and turn under the sheets
We’ll sing each other lullabies about how when we fall asleep
We’ll play together out of bed in our dreams

And whenever my baby sees that I’m feeling blue
She’ll play me a song, and make up the prettiest tunes
and she won’t give up until I join in and once again start to sing

Oh I love my baby and her light, light skin
and the softness of it at my finger tips
and those beautiful birthmarks just look so damn clean

And when we grow old and our time has come near
we’ll watch the sunset and wait for the stars to appear
I’ll pick her up, pluck her strings, and sing about how our love will last for an eternity

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Thu, 26 Mar 2009 03:46:32 GMT

But I don't care if I fuck up, I'm going on a date with a rich white lady, ain't life great?

Been working on this for about a week or so, decided I should just leave it how it is now. Didn't have a name for it 'till today..

Die Alice, Die

I don't know what kills me more
The looks he gives you or the looks you're giving him
giving him, giving him, you're giving him
The kiss that you know I'm yearning for

Your lips and your eyes leave me hypnotized
While you rip out and squeeze every last drop of blood from my heart
Like she once did, and left it out to try
Wrap it in a plastic bag
Tossed it out the car windows in the middle of the night

All dressed up for your date
But that cheap lipstick you're wearing is slowly just washing off
washing off, washing off, I'm washing off
The kiss you gave me by mistake

Falling from my dream, into your nightmare
Falling from my dream, into your nightmare..

Let's see how that cat gets you out of this
out of this, out of this, I'm out of this
Game I just can't escape..

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Tue, 10 Mar 2009 20:49:51 GMT

Last call he was sick of it all...

I came up with this in the shower lol. But I never finished it till today. It's supposed go with like, circus music to give the feeling of insanity to it. I'll write it eventually..

Tired

Well I’m tired of you just coming around
and I’m tired of you taking me as a fucking clown

I’m tired
Just so tired

I’m tired of the way you come and talk to me
Like you and I had something happening in between

I’m tired
Just so tired

I’m tired seeing you being chased about
I’m tired of this stupid routine day in and day out

I’m tired
Just so tired

I’m getting tired of lusting for you
and I’m tired of talking about the shit we went through

I’m tired
Just so tired

I’m tired and I just want to get to bed
So please stop now and haunt me in my dreams instead
Just because I stop now doesn’t mean everything’s been said
Just because the track time stops, doesn’t mean it’s at last the end.

I’m just too tired..
Just so tired…

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Thu, 05 Mar 2009 05:58:55 GMT

The endless stream of reminders Made him so sick of you, Sick for your sound, Sick of you coming around

Soup guise, worked on this one since Monday I think:

There's Something About These People

You told the joke and laughs ensued
And she gave you the picture she drew
But she never said you'd see her again

What is it about these people?

As I walked across the street
She asked if I'd like something to read
But she didn't ask if her beliefs would offend me

What is it about these people?

You thought you could be in the room for long
And get away with it 'cause she's a pretty blonde
But it's only a crime if you tell

What is it about these people?

I looked at her and she looked at me
Then turned her head to the backseat
And I swear I froze up in the middle of the street

Friday, February 27, 2009

Fri, 27 Feb 2009 02:01:09 GMT

Pie de elote

6 huevos

4 elotes desgranados, lavados, hervidos y escurridos

1 taza de leche

1 leche lechera

Se prende el horno a 350F se enbarra de mantequilla y harina un molde Redondo de 9” de diametro aprox
Se muelen todos los ingredients y se vacian en el molde

Se pone a hornear por 30 a 45 minutos aprox o hasta que este doradito y esponjado. Se saca se déjà enfriar y listo.

uhh...you get that? o.O

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Thu, 26 Feb 2009 06:26:42 GMT

Oh the games people play now...Never meaning what they say now

I think I ran into my ex, ex girlfriend Jessica today. T'was an odd moment. I was crossing the street, and she was in her car. And I so happen to turn and look at her, and right when I do, she notices me too. She turned around and pretended she was getting stuff from her backseat. lol. I could've sworn I stopped walking for a brief moment there in the middle of the crosswalk..

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Tue, 17 Feb 2009 04:51:47 GMT

Come with me, my love, to the sea, the sea of love..

Sooouuupp j00 guise!!1! It's been for-decades! Didn't have much going on. Christmas was neat, for a video card. Thanksgiving was pretty sweet. Not that you wanna know, but I'm telling you anyways. I also attended the Ska Is Dead tour which was pretty swell. Anyways, disregard that, I finally wrote a poem. Here ya go:

Best Friends

Your meditation tapes
Your cutsie little bag
Your sexy little waist
A shirt to make the match

You wanna hear it all
But only all you want
Can't accept all your faults
and I don't understand how

I ever bothered with you
I can't figure out how
You're still one of my best friends

You're gonna get it on
You're gonna fuck him right
In that there's nothing wrong
'Long as you're pretty tight

Your low cut shirt, tempting
Your tounge peircing, kinky
You're just too much for me
and I don't understand why

I ever bothered with you
I can't figure out how
You're still one of my best friends

Your anger I avoid
Your friendship assured
Your looks I enjoy
A guilty pleasure

Ran into you by luck
A blessing yet somehow
You're just so out of touch
And I don't understand how

I ever put up with you
I don't understand how
You're still one of
my best friends...

Where the FUCK are my text format settings?!

Tue, 17 Feb 2009 04:31:08 GMT

srrsly j00 guise

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Thu, 28 Aug 2008 05:18:30 GMT

I'll catch ya..

Soup, it's been a while. This one's a little more direct, but like always, isn't what it seems;

Dancing to the Beat of the Heart
Let go of my heart (x3)
my heart(x2)

I just love but I hate
The way you make me procrastinate
The promises the plans I have for every single day
The memories of people you seem to bring back from the dead

Let go of my heart (x3)
my heart(x2)

I'm a slave to the sounds
That make me wanna jump around
These feelings you uncover in the lost in found
Thought to be dead, burried six feet underground

Let go of my heart (x3)
my heart(x2)

You really blow my mind
How you unlock things deep inside
The creativity we always tend to throw aside

Realize there's no need for lyrics the music it self just rhymes
It speaks better than actions, better than words
It's the strongest weapon in the history of war

It Hurts to Shoot Lasers from your Fingers, but It's Necessary

Mon, 14 Jul 2008 04:54:27 GMT

                        Oh what a day it's been. Today, I made an attempt at setting up two routers on the same network. I started by calling Belkin because my computer was connected to the internet but I couldn't surf the web. So they made me call Verizon and ask them to help me bridge my router. Which they all did on their own (them and their little tool to take over you computer).

                        So, once that was done, I called Belkin to help me set up their router. Which didn't really need any setting up at all as I already did so before a few months ago. So then, I configured my Linksys router to work as an access point for the Belkin router (I think...I forgot how I wanted to set up the whole thing now actually). So I type in the IP for my Linksys to set it up. "One nine two, dot, one six eight, dot, one, dot, on-ERR wait...that's the same IP as my modem...meh." I continued on since it worked anyways, I was able to surf the web.

                        Then I went on to connect the Media Center PC in the living room to the Belkin wirelessly, and it worked...but no internet. So then I go back to my PC (I forgot why). And there's no internet on that either! "aw shit..." So I call Verizon back up and they reset...I forgot what on my router, do their little connection test, and it worked. Then I plug the Belkin router and the whole thing fucks up again. So the lady decides the problem is actually with with the MAC address with my modem...and decides she'll forward the situation to...some center offices, and now I wont have internet for the next 1 or 2 days while some guy comes by and resets the damn thing...I dont even know what they were talking about, I decided not to pay attention to them after a while. So, the entire day gone to waste. All because Belkin and Linksys thought it was okay for them to mess with my modem other times my dad has called them. Fuck me.

                        Moving on, I noticed I don't update this much anymore. The only times I do is when I write new poems which isnt as often as it is in the fall and winter now that I notice. It's just that my life isn't that interesting. Living up here sucks. Fucking Victorville..

                        Did I ever blog about finally starting a band up here? After like, what, two years? My friend Kazuko plays bass (she takes mine home to practice), my friend Gabriel plays drums (he uses my dad's), and I play guitar (I use one of mine). I guess that's pretty interesting.. right? At least we've got SOME taste, unlike some bands up here, now I'm not pointing any elbows...[cough]StupidLikeYou[/cough].

                        I'm really glad I finally got that going. =) Let's just hope it last, Kazu (or Kazuko, or Jojo, or Joellen, I call her by different variations of her name) and Gabriel are both really great people, and I think we've got some potential. We just need to practice more, and hang out a bit more. Just to build a closer bond because sometimes I feel like I'm nagging them about practice a lot. I meant to ask Joellen that on Thursday but I was so excited about practicing I forgot to do so. I'm looking at Tuesday for practice right now. Perhaps Thursday as well. We're almost out of summer school so...I don't know if that solves or presents a problem. We'll see..

By the way, my apologies to Kazuko for not being able to feed her anything. Sorry about your dressing having milk in it. =/ Hope we do better next time.