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Tonichi Azuraki (kidding about the last name) =))
08 May 2008 @ 02:37 pm
They Shot The Tambourine Man  

Jason Castro, you had a good run.

Sheriff John Brown always hated me,
For what, I dont know:
Every time I plant a seed,
He said kill it before it grow -
He said kill them before they grow.
And I started out of town, yeah!
All of a sudden I saw Sheriff John Brown
Aiming to shoot me down,
So I shot - I shot - I shot him down and I say:
If I am guilty I will pay.

Man, i love this guy. 
Well, as much as it is possible to without actually knowing him.


And he had the cutest Goodbye video ever.
 
 
Feeling Kind Of: content
Plugged In: Jason Castro- Mr. Tambourine Man
 
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Tonichi Azuraki (kidding about the last name) =))
05 May 2008 @ 10:49 am
I Want To Let You Get To Me  

 It wasn't like you told me what it meant
When you described him as your average and ordinary gent
just staring at a blank space on the television screen
you're still not telling me what you really mean
and although they condemned it before it even took off
the talk of sweet dreams and a thing we like to call love
We never expected the worst from the best of them
or the best from the worst of men
They bank on our miseries and wish to extend
bitter pleasantries and an overdue farewell
They're just waiting on you to explode
Because of all the white lies that you told
They never will be able to forget 
How much of a mess you allowed everything to get

 
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Tonichi Azuraki (kidding about the last name) =))
04 May 2008 @ 04:19 pm
It's Random Hour!  
 So i wanna be random now. Okay, game.

Well I just came back from Bora and it was awesome! I've missed it a lot, i really have. I just feel a bit... i don't know, sad how the beach got much more cluttered since last year and the year before that. I mean, back in 06 and 07 the sand wasn't littered with cigarette butts and bottle caps and whatnot. But then again, it'd drizzle every now and then so it'd e hard to clean it. And they also put this opening canal thing from the river to the beach, so i expect that next time i go back the water would be much less pristine. Anyway, environmental conditions aside, i hate plane rides. Why my dad can handle it all the time is beyond me. Also why Alex wants to be a pilot is ALSO beyond me. HAHA. 

Anyway, i wanna talk about this... thing i have with American Idol. I don't know why i'm so into it this season. (Yeah, right) Thank God for cable in my cottage in Bora. I got to watch the episodes. And my God what the hell is up with the show. Geez i don't know anymore. Is it actually rigged? Coz after all five contestants sang their first songs, they brought em all out onstage for the judges to give their quick comments. When it was Paula's turn to comment on Jason, she began to read from her notes. She critiqued his first performance (everything was still okay here) and then she started saying how his usual charm was lacking in his SECOND performance. And she continued on to saying that in his second song, she felt like he wasn't trying hard enough to crack the Top 4. WTH. And THEN she tried to cover it up by saying like, "Oh my God, i thought Jason sang twice" (even though he had only performed once) and THEN covers up even MORE by saying like, "Oh David i was looking at your notes"... THEN she says "David, you were fantastic." Uhm. Didn't she just say that "David's" charm was lacking? And that he wasn't trying hard enough? And now he's "fantastic?" Hmm. I see three reasons behind Paula's huge blunder:

One: She was drunk.
Two: She was high.
Three: Paula is really just crazy and probably has something wrong with her little brain.
Four: She was reading her critique of Jason's performance from rehearsals.
Five: She was reading from the producers' manipulative handwriting and comments/judgments are already made before contestants even perform.

Tricky, tricky. 
I think i smell a conspiracy.
Or not.
 
 
Feeling Kind Of: suspicious
Plugged In: Jason Castro-Forever In Blue Jeans
 
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Tonichi Azuraki (kidding about the last name) =))
23 April 2008 @ 11:14 pm
To Hell With Them Stereotypes  
God. Who knew how many pre-conceived notions of one person can be made based on their hairstyle. If you're a girl with short hair, you're lesbian. If you're a boy with long bangs, you're emo. If you have dreads, you're a pothead. If your hair is permed, you're high maintenance. It frustrates me with how structured and caged society's dictates are. It's as if everyone has to live by the same rules (exluding the ones passed by law) and play the same games, if you don't want to risk being called leftist or eccentric. So what if you have different views from everyone else. So what if you're an idealist. So what if you'd rather have a Volkswagen Beetle than a Benz. 
SO FREAKING WHAT.


Ohh Tyra Banks na to =))
Haha. Sense the bitterness. Especially with the Dreadlocks part. :|
 
 
Plugged In: Jason Castro - So Fast
 
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Tonichi Azuraki (kidding about the last name) =))
20 April 2008 @ 09:53 pm
Ode To The Very, Very Humble People Of This World  

Like Narcissus, who fell over with admiration of his reflection
I guess you could say he was under his own impression
Say hello to your lovely friends, Pomposity and Conceit
The most self-absorbed people i was unfortunate enough to meet
Oh, how silly of me, how could i leave out dear, dear Arrogance in this
That's right, he was too busy blowing out of proportion what was his
I'm sursprised your heavy head filled with all your so-called knowledge and more
was deflated enough to even get through the narrow door
And before you give the boy who played the flute better than you a spanking
Just think about those good old days when you felt yourself lacking
Don't forget us little people when you're on your way
Don't you ever forget you're even smaller than than those just born today
If you want my honest opinion- although i'm pretty sure you don't
I think you'll fare better if you just kept it down your throat
Goodbye now, and i hope you'll have a safe trip back home
For sure you'll have your dinner, mirror in hand, alone.

 
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Tonichi Azuraki (kidding about the last name) =))
19 April 2008 @ 07:19 pm
 

Dear You,

For the record, I just want to tell you i'm not like the rest of them. I'm happy you're happy. I'm happy she makes your smile reach your eyes. I'm happy for you. She's cute, no, pretty, even. Your whole family loves her. She's religious without being prudish. She's supportive. And she's fun, if i may quote you. But the reason why i'm freaking out is because i don't know how i feel, really. Am I confused? Yes. Jealous? Extremely. Sad? I'm not sure. As I said, I'm happy you're happy. Can you honestly blame for having mixed emotions? Because the thing is, I want you all to myself. 


P.S. Please let this be temporary.


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Love, Tonichi

 
 
Plugged In: Sweet Pea- Amos Lee
 
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Tonichi Azuraki (kidding about the last name) =))
07 April 2008 @ 02:23 pm
I wish...  
...i could draw you, and send it to you, but if i did, i know that i'd never do justice. From the dimple in your right cheek, to the curve of your lip, and most importantly, your eyes. I wouldn't be able to captue your charm and Aw-Shucks appeal, and neither the lead of my pencil, nor the keys in my laptop can aptly conclude you. But the truth is, i don't want to.
 
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Tonichi Azuraki (kidding about the last name) =))
07 April 2008 @ 02:25 am
2:25  

An hour or two later, and still up, and to think i haven't  touched my coffee cup. It has nothing to do with this ongoing headache, or the delusions that my twisted brain involuntarily makes. But instead of couning the sheep jump over the fence in my head, I find myself thinking of Grey as i lie in bed. And only to my defense will i say,  to give away the notion of overdosed fixation; i'm not sleepy at all.  Then again, i've been yawning since ten o' clock. This supposedly idle state of mine can't be the only distraction, because even in my moments of solitude with nothing to do, i am occupied, by you. I'm beginning to think it's insanity that's driving me and my sisters up the wall on this, that it's really just me. That i'm prone to be like this when Cupid creeps up behind me and shoots me with his love-driven arrow. Love, or fascination? Love, or infatuation? I have yet to become immune to this disease, and i'm sure it's something the doctor didn't tell me during my visit. 
I want a refund.

 
 
Current Location: In bed
Feeling Kind Of: awake
 
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