Sunday, June 19, 2011

enchanté!



You got me down on the floor 
So what'd you bring me down here for? 
If I was a man I'd make my move 
If I was a blade I'd shave you smooth 
If I was a judge I'd break the law 
And if I was from Paris 
 I would say 
Oooh la la la la lala 
You got me up on your swing 
So when you gonna shake that thing? 


 So I met somebody for the first time tonight. He just came back to the Philippines oh-so-recently cos he was on a  Fine Art scholarship in Paris, France. That little bitch. He was in Europe less than a year, spent Christmas and New Year there. Got black-out high in Amsterdam, sketched a shit-load in Florence, rode a gondola in Venice,  met somebody special that's making him bend his unattached polygamous rules in Paris, oh and did I tell you that the school he went to produced the likes of Monet and other masters I honestly can't name drop cos they're just too many? And that his own personal studio provided by the school was right across the Louvre? Like I said, that little bitch.


Ugh.


I envy his so fucking much. But on the other hand. I LOVE talking to people who leave the Philippines to study, or anything school/academic related! (like my other friend who went to Rome to present a paper on Freedom, freedom!) When they come back, when they come home to real life, they just seem so... rejuvenated. Like they have this special sheen or coating that's making them a bit oblivious to the crap that usually gets to us on a day to day basis, cause when you think about it, reeeeally think about it, what's hindering us from all these things we always dream about doing is our own petty fears.


I've always wanted to study in Europe. 
I've always wanted to study Fashion too.
Now I'm in the School of Fashion and the Arts, on a scholarship.
I got that, because I tried out for it. That simple.
How simple would it be to study in Europe then? Ey?


That's my itinerary for next year. 
It took him 6 years to realize that dream.


And then my Ipad played this after...





Here we go again
I kinda wanna be more than friends
So take it easy on me
I'm afraid you're never satisfied.

Here we go again
We're sick like animals
We play pretend
You're just a cannibal

And I'm afraid I wont get out alive
No I won't sleep tonight

Here we are again
I feel the chemicals kicking' in
It's getting' heavier
I wanna run and hide

I do it every time
You're killing' me now
And I won't be denied by you
The animal inside of you

Oh, oh, I want some more
Oh, oh, what are you waiting' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight
Say goodbye to my heart tonight

Hush, hush
The world is quiet
Hush, hush
We both can't fight it
It's us that made this mess
Why can't you understand?
Whoa, I won't sleep tonight

I wont sleep tonight

Here we go again


I remembered something else I should be doing something more of in my personal life. Maybe if applied the same level of commitment and persistence in other areas  of my life, and not only in my career. I dunno. I really dunno.

Maybe I'd be your movie star and you'd be my director. chos.

And someday we'd go Dancing in the Moonlight. (by the Smashing Pumpkins)
stupid youtube has no video for it

I do believe in the power of your iPod on shuffle. I believe they are cosmic. 
They tell you things and you should listen.

It took me four songs to get through this entry.



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