Alanis sings "My Humps"

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WTF.

Irreplaceable

Yes, I admit it. I'm weak. I can't stand up for myself anymore. I used to be strong but even the hardest of metals corrode. I always think the worst. I always doubt that you'll be able to love me enough. That you'll just leave me for another girl. One of my closest friends I confided this problem with, gave me this song. I rejected it. Saying this is going to be impossible. That I won't be able to do it when that time (if ever *knocking on wood so it won't really happen*) comes. I am needing some positive reinforcement right now. Maybe if I repeat this over and over, I'll be able to say that "Since I'm not your everything, how about I'll be nothing? Nothing at all to you."

Irreplaceable

To the left
To the left

To the left
To the left

Mmmm to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet, thats my stuff
Yes, if I bought it, then please don't touch (don't touch)

And keep talking that mess, thats fine
Could you walk and talk, at the same time?
And its my name thats on that jag
So go move your bags, let me call you a cab

Standing in the front yard, telling me
How I'm such a fool, talking 'bout
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

So go ahead and get grown
Call up that chick, and see if shes home
Oops I bet you thought, that I didn't know
What did you think
I was putting you out for?
Because you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby, drop them keys
Hurry up, before your taxi leaves

Standing in the front yard, telling me
How I'm such a fool, talking 'bout
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I'll have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

So since I'm not your everything
How about I'll be nothing? nothing at all to you (nothing, nothing)
Baby i won't shed a tear for you (I won't shed a tear for you)
I won't lose a wink of sleep (a wink of sleep)
Cause the truth of the matter is (truth is)
Replacing you is so easy

To the left to the left
To the left to the left

Mmmmm
To the left to the left
Everything you own in the box to left

To the left to the left
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking
You're irreplaceable

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin' (baby! hey yea)

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)

You can pack all your bags we're finished
Cause you made your bed now lay in it
I could have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

Para sa akin by Sitti

This song is Jeff's current favorite. Bought him the album yesterday. Here are the lyrics:

Kung ika’y magiging akin
Di ka na muling luluha pa
Pangakong di ka lolokohin
Ng puso kong nagmamahal

Kung ako ay papalarin
Na ako’y iyong mahal na rin
Pangakong ikaw lang ang iibigin
Magpakailanman

Di kita pipilitin
Sundin mo ang iyong damdamin
Hayaan na lang tumibok ang puso mo
Para sa akin

Kung ako ay mamalasin
At mayron ka nang ibang mahal
Ngunit patuloy ang aking pagibig
Magpakailanman

Di kita pipilitin
Sundin mo ang iyong damdamin
Hayaan na lang tumibok ang puso mo
Para sa akin

Kung ako ay papalarin
Na ako’y iyong mahal na rin
Pangakong ikaw lang ang iibigin
Magpakailanman

Di kita pipilitin
Sundin mo ang iyong damdamin
Hayaan na lang tumibok ang puso mo
Para sa akin

Di kita pipilitin
Sundin mo ang iyong damdamin
Hayaan na lang tumibok ang puso mo
Para sa akin

Para sa akin

Knot in my stomach, lump in my throat

I have a feeling something bad is going to happen. I have a knot in my stomach and a lump in my throat. *keeping fingers crossed hoping my instincts are wrong*

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So Pure
Alanis Morissette

You from New York you are so relevant
You reduce me to cosmic tears
Luminous more so than most anyone
Unapologetically alive
knot in my stomach
And lump in my throat

I love you when you dance when you freestyle in trance
So pure such an expression (x2)


Supposed former infatuation junkie
I sink three pointers and you wax poetically

I love you when you dance when you freestyle in trance
So pure such an expression (x4)

expression, expression, expression.... (Fade in & out several times)



You from New York you are so relevant
You reduce me to cosmic tears
Luminous more so than most anyone
Unapologetically alive knot in my stomach
And lump in my throat

I love you when you dance when you freestyle in trance
So pure such an expression (x4)

expression, expression, expression.... (Fade in & out several times)


So pure, pure, pure (x6)

Am I turning emo?

I've been reading Jethro's blog for a long time and you don't need to be a rocket scientist to figure out that he's not that into emo. All the stuff he's written convinced me that it's not a good idea to be emo but with my new favorite artists and songs I'm convinced I'm turning emo. Oh noes! So I asked resident emo hater expert Jethro for a definition:

Zarah: Jet, can you define emo for me please?
Jethro: anybody who sees misery as a point for coolness
Jethro: breakups, self mutliation, looking like a piece of rag
Jethro: stuff like that

With that definition in mind, I ask myself in all earnesty, am I turning emo?

I don't think misery is cool. I think it's sad. I don't like breaking up and I don't want hurting myself (except for the occasional spanking XD which is strictly speaking is not hurting myself but letting another person hurt me). And finally as far as I know, I do not look like a piece of rag.

I therefore conclude that I am not turning emo. So do I just like emo music? According to Pure Volume, Paramore is emo. I like their sound. I like their lyrics. But are they really emo?

I turned again to Jethro for a definition of emo music. Here's what I got

Zarah: Define emo music.
Jethro: music that combines the three: Whining, misery, senseless lyrics

Again, with this definition in mind, I objectively picked through Paramore's music. Is it whiny? Somewhat. Is it miserable? Some songs, yes but not all. Do their songs have senseless lyrics? Not for me. So as far as I'm concerned, Paramore is definitely not emo.

I therefore conclude that genre is in the ears of the listener.

Yakap sa Dilim - Orange and Lemons

Sandal mo sana ang ulo mo sa unan
Katawan mo ay aking kukumutan
Mga problema’y iyong malilimutan
Habang tayo’y magkayakap sa dilim

Huwag mong pigilin kung nais mapaluha
Pakiramdam mo sana’y guminhawa
Kung gusto mo ay magsigarilyo muna
Bago tayo magkayakap sa dilim

Heto na ang pinaka-hihintay natin
Heto na tayo magkayakap sa dilim
O kay sarap ng mga nakaw na sandali
Habang tayo’y magkayakap sa dilim

Halika na at sumiping ka sa kama
Lasapin natin ang ating pagsasama
Sa ‘ting pag-ibig tayo ay umaasa
Habang tayo’y magkayakap sa dilim

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First time I heard this song was in the car with Jeff then he started singing with the radio. I think this is an original APO song. Guess how old Jeff is. :P