Oh yeah... DeLoused in the Comatorium by the Mars Volta!!!
THE MARS VOLTA
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Label: Strummer Recordings/Universal
RESTOCK. A fully realized concept album inspired by the suicide of a close friend of Mars Volta founders Omar Rodriguez-Lopez and Cedric Bixler-Zavalas, "De-Loused in the Comatorium"’s narrative consists of fantastic worlds and adventures that Cedric imagines the friend experiencing while in a coma following an unsuccessful suicide attempt. Although the story ends tragically, the creators insist that this is a celebration of the adventurous and daring life that their friend lived.
On this record, The Mars Volta is: Omar Rodriguez-Lopez (guitars), Cedric Bixler-Zavalas (vocals), Jon Theodore (drums), Jeremy Michael Ward (sound/manipulation), Michael Flea Balzary (bass), and Ikey Isaiah Owens (keyboards).
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So I heard some news. Someone broke up with someone... Hmmm... Tsk tsk tsk. Love... was the housefly someone had to eventually swat its guts out after a minute of flying around the almost-perfect-kitchen-if-it-weren't-for-that-fucking-fly...
*raises idiot board that says "laugh"*
Haaay gulaaay. A minute of life. I'm wondering though. Is this person, for the sake of personal reasons, "de-publicizing" her relationship again like before?
Well, that's not much of my business anymore...
Speaking of something indirectly close to that same reality, I got grounded several days ago for causing our phonebill at home to skyrocket. *applause* I can't legally use the phone at home and my cellphone's on a fucking hiatus, care of my..... mother. *abuses a brightly striped torotot* Jesus... It's a horrible place here. It's jading, it's monotonous, and it's poetically depriving. It could even pass for this rural monastery (where all the monks hid their sensualities) if you put out the tv and the pc... Whew... Imagine being coerced to "leave" someone you love.. Well, it's pretty much the same thing without communication. Now imagine further that you can't use the phone to call that person.. you can't send messages... Tsk! A lot less communication than the usual.. It's excruciatingly frustrating... It's driving me nuts. As each day passes, I miss her more and more and more and more and more.. Godammit, it's like I'm saying the name of this... this... pop band! And more... sus... Haaaay... Drama ko na naman! I know... I know... I.... KNOW. Here I go pacifying as much people as I can and I attach myself to these thoughts, then I get crucufied by its tethered ironies and the people who append themselves to all of it! I don't even know why I fucking bother anymore, I have too much of my own mess to be preoccupied with...
The bright side however... is her. The happiness that she generates within me overcomes the uncertainty and fear within me. Her love is so real. Belive me. I couldn't really ask for anything more... (but more communication on my part) The reason I'm like this is because I want things to be alright for us but... yeah.. there's the "but." That's real, too. Whew... BUT I'll definitely stick it out with her despite parental (over)guidance. I've promised her that. And I've chosen to hope that things will pass and everything will be alright for us and for everyone involved and (over)involved once again... Someday...
It's really hard to adjust but I will... I definitely will...
Look.. I even made a silly poem about it.
"Grounded... again"
In between her space and mine
I went out of line
In page three it said: 5,750 pesos
I suddenly felt a blood loss
From Quezon City to Bicol
More than 12 times, I did call
Talking all day
I thought there wasn't much to pay
All though I kind of knew
My brain flew
to the void of my heart
while I was eating this... peach tart
And I cared less
I just couldn't digress
From that which made me smile
It was all worthwhile
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Well what do you think? Hehe.
Wow. 2 months na pala kami ni Jamie... isehnt dat gwayyyyyyte?!?!? Heahae.. Greet us..
I commuted with Obe to her house last Saturday. I took me 34 pesos to go there (sayang nga lang, we shouldn't have took another jeep; could have saved us 4 pesos each). A normal trip to her place Would've fetched exactly 28 pesos only. The trip goes as follows: First, I take a tricycle to Katipunan (9 pesos), then I ride a jeep to Cubao (4 pesos), walk around Araneta Colliseum to the market nearby, then ride the MRT to Boni (11 pesos), then finally choose a jeep that says derecho (should be derecha, which means right in Spanish) which should lead me to the end of Boni then turn right at Tapa King, then finally, turn right again at Acacia St. where I get off at the third st. to the left (another 4 pesos). Ahh... heaven at the white gates of the Pengson residence.
So after eating all these chicken-asparagus and spam w/ egg & cheese sandwiches Jamie made (ang sarap!!!!!!! she'd make a great w_f_ !) and ice cream (manila vanilla??? haha.. it tasted great.. we even shared a few scoops together...), Obe went out to write some poems, draw the gothic outta him, finish reading some Gaiman material, and hang out with the Mini Pincher and before you could spell E R A P, we were... alone.
Oh yeah...
I went home at around 8pm that day.. Backtracked the whole commuting thing... :) Everything was all good if it weren't for my mom, who scared the shit outta me... She almost caught me... I had to invent some props... Obe had a harsher sprain (kasi meron talaga siya pero di gano malala) and even limped a bit more than the usual when we went home, which saved my ass... and it explained why I was almost 3 hours late. Haha.. the metanamic acid + the bengay cream took care of it all. Whew!
ORSEM 2004
Day One: June VII
06:30AM-05:00PM
Registration
Morning show
Blue babble cheer
Ignatian Spirituality
O-Film
Course Talks
Lunch Shows
Group Dynamics
Sanggunian ng mga Mag-aaral ng Ateneo
Release of Registration forms [REGCOM]
Day Two: June VIII
07:00AM-05:30PM
Morning Show
Group dynamics
Intro to alma mater
Lunch shows
Campus tour
Day Three: June IX
07:00AM-08:00PM
Mass
Morning show
Organization tours
Lunch shows
Group dynamics
ORSEM NIGHT!----
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