Black Eyed Peas Honda Civic Tour Concer at Fairfield, CT (April 26)

Woohoo!!!The BEP here in Connecticut!!! Plus PCD opening for them.
Although there were some setbacks. There were no chairs and me and standing are just not close; my feet were killing me by the end. Secondly, I am not gifted in the height department, but white people are so basically I had to jump or stand in my toes to see Nicole and the BEP...booo!!! No cameras allowed, DOUBLE BOO!!! Then, there were drunken bitchy and loud college white girls...

The concert started at 7:30 and the first opening was done by flipsyde(no idea who are they)...then a ten minute wait for the other opening by the PCD...then another ten minute break, then PCD again...Nicole btw was hot...although i only get a glimpse of her once in a while (courtesy of inconsiderate tall people and raunchy dancing and elbow-hitting girls), but still NICE DANCING from PCD...then another 10 minute wait...

THEN finally BEP...they did about 15-20 or so songs...fergy btw, saw your abs...ahahhaha...best 2 hours of my life...

Even though I was bothered by my bladder and feet I enjoyed myself, no regrets, the delight outweighed the sufferings--PCD and BEP at the same night yeaahhhh...But remind me never to get a concert in Sacred Heart University anymore...

love from babyteeth, horse, calf, pony, bunnyears, queen amygdala, ..whatever.!

oh waht dark skins we had.
as well as what obvious bruises
and long-lasting body pains we had.

but despite the nega stuff the
community service had to offer,
everything went down to one memorable
event--NSTP graduation.
it was special, for it wasn't just a
march on stage to shake hands with the people
who made our lives in the target site
miserable, and recieve this piece
of paper glorified with some person's signature,
but most inportantly it marked the day
when all our troubles ended. no more super
long lectures at the audi, with chairs
insufficient for the huge number of students
we were, no more exhausting hikes down to
and up from the amphi theatre by way of the
steep saitrs, no more hot days under the sun
only to burn our supple --or we wished supple--skin
(sayang ang bio link!),
and no more yells from
our dangerous, yet surprisingly lovable
coordinator, miss nayal.
indeed, we have graduated.

apart from the happy emotion we all have because
of our triumph over the arduous days of NSTP1 and 2,
my jolly laughter covers a shade of loneliness.
not everyone knows, or cares, but i am in fact, going
enroll myself to another school by May. and i'm never
going back to brokenshire college. it's just sad.
i'm not so sure why i feel bad about leaving these guys
i've known for only about a year now, but i just do.
somehow during that one year i've developed the thought
that that time the togetherness was for good, that
they were to be with me until i graduate, and beyond.
such a great thought! but it turned out
too great to be true. now i am facing a new dilemma, of
how i'm going to act around the new people i will have
or hope to interact with for the next semesters of my college
life. i could only wish for their kindness amd hospitality.
i keep hoping for everything to be okay. hey, the students of
DDC aren't really scarily hostile as my senteces imply. I'm just
that sad to be suddenly pulled away from the environment i've been
used to for a year now.
to all BC BSN1E batch '05-'06, thank you very much.
the moments i shared with you are well fitted in my
memory. especially our NSTP moments of cruelly hot hours under the
mad sun, around the children in the target site, around the hills
stinkin' of garbage, and most unforgettably around that whole
community of dead people (know what i mean).
so, dear classmates, er, dear former classmates, i say goodbye.
but it doesn't have to mean forever does it? keep in touch, ya'll.

by the way, i don't use bio link. someone from the class
just always mentions that. but i don't think she'd like to have
credit for pioneering it, so i might as well shut up.

Quatrains of Nova Anglia

Got inspired 2 days ago...

Quatrains of Nova Anglia

Frost begins its death.
Once more, life is borne.
New buds and petals
Welcome fair Kore

Forestland of green,
Fresh with no blemish
Idle the time for
Pride to rush in me.

Fruits and grain ripen,
Gather the bounty,
Then marvel at the
Sea of red maples.

In the frigid times,
Beasts still endure so
For thou are not cold
As the ancient one.

--Farleigh Driscoll (nom de plume of Roshan Espinosa)

FOR AI BOOT: Pickler or Young

Missing the current american idol show, i am still obstinate about getting either Kellie Pickler or Ace Young out of the contest. I may have some biases, but who doesn't. So here are my analyses and ladies first:

Kellie Pickler alias Paris Hilton + Jessica Simpson
BIAS REASONS FOR BOOT: FYI there's already a country singer named Carrie Underwood who possesses more sensibility than you and a vocal range that you dream you had. The ditzy blonde act is getting annoying so drop it.
REASONS FOR KEEPING: Fan base probably much of dixieland. Sympathy votes for her past. Perkiness. blonde bombshell effect.

Ace Young alias Constantine Maroulis
BIAS REASONS FOR BOOT: personally hate his dumb-stare-into-space. He can't pick songs that are good for him. Uses his looks and body (i.e. his scar) to get votes, how stupid is that; i'm anticipating what body part will he be using to get votes (let's just hope it's rated G).
REASONS FOR KEEPING: looks, some people think the dumb stare is actually appealing. fan base (questionable). gets dissed by the judges but then contradictorily they say he will stay because of his fans.

PS: My votes are for Chris Daughtry and Katharine McPhee (make st. patty proud; if you're indeed irish). Also some props to Bucky Covington.