Voices.

"Let everyone do exercise the art they know best" (or something like that) - i forgot who said that.

So don't go where you're not supposed to go and sing what you're not supposed sing or listen to what you're not supposed to. Getting a cold shoulder is what you least want in the world.

The weekend was the best ever. From meeting an old school friend to going for Arrant End's gig.

It's funny how we change over the years. Physically, mentally and whatever-ally. The sissies, the tomboys, the act-cool guys, bimbos, the nerds, the pervs and the people who just couldn't care more. Oh i love Primary School. Where pressure was nothing and vulgar boys were never heard of. The cheap canteen food, recess soccer and instances where girls would cry becuase of the immature selves of boys (they still happen though). Oh the old times. I'd like a time machine. No not the Tv, Bong.

Sometimes i wish some things never happened. But everyone know's it's impossible. Bad things happen for reasons. Shape us if they will. Maybe it's just St. Gabriel's where they just keep wanting to beat up people for no reason. Us boys have just gotten more cement. Maybe. maybe.

Abandon saosin sexys, sinking ship.


These are 2 of the pics i took on Sunday.

The crowd loving me(obvious with the middle fingers pointed straight at me. Haha! They were getting ready to you-know-what.











The friendly looking guy on the right kept pulling my shirt to take pictures of him and his decent friends. At first he was gna punch me but no, he even gave me a kiss. Cool huh?

hola.

we're gna spearhead into the holidays soon and i still haven't found a part-time job.
it's funny how i had a buy list when i thought that kabloop at O'brien's was gna give us the job. but no.... his men came back to replace us boys. haha. oh well. maybe a better offer in store?

i wonder what i'm gna do during holidays.
okay enough of blogging abt these stupid crap.

Laguna Beach 3 is the show man. it's really cool. but i guess the past seasons were much better. ah who cares. they're abt the same thing:
1. Bitching
2.Someone hooking up with someone else's boy/girlfriend
3. Partying

that's how boring their life is. well maybe not. it look fun and all but seeing all the problems they have, i'd still have my life.
they get pampered real well. they've got heaps of friends that they think they really have. and it's funny. they definition of friendship is real screwed but it's kinda cool if you look at it at a different way. haha. Tessa looks reall nice. haha.
If you can, i urge you to watch it on YouTube.com. watch and its either one thing or another that you'll feel:
1. Jealous
2.Contented
3.Amused

It's funny how the outdoors are much brighter and inviting, declaring they're safe.
The indoors are much dull and unappetizing, repeling people.
Ironic that it's the other way around on how they work.
Safe and boring or dangerous and fun? It's things like these that change our lives. Our decisions shape our minds and maybe our bodies too. haha.

Go on daredevil, choose.


Corny? sorry

Ha Ha Hee Hee

Hiya everybody.

It's been appoximately 7 months since i've logged on and posted.
Life has turned around for me. Maybe a little less than full. but i'm certainly more happy.
Arent we all now eh?

From now to at least the end of the holidays, i hereby swear to entertain you little kids while your time on the page. If not, i'll give you free ice cream. Savvy?

It's too late now so i'm gna sleep. My pillow is calling and the stars are failling, so til' then i leave you with some quotes from people who'd i'd give 2 hands to listen to. Nah maybe not 2 hands.

"An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind". --Gandhi

"While we may not be able to control all that happens to us, we can control what happens inside us." -- Ben Franklin

hi

i'm back after a while.. haven't been using the computer much..

well.. birthday just passed.. nothing to blog about that..
nothing special of a day. oh well.

i've figured that i won't being using this space as much as i wish.
thats cos what i think isn't important anymore i guess..
and i'm too busy studying anyway.
cos that's all i do.
not much time for people; they don't have time for me.

someone tell me whats the meaning of a friend.
and aso a best friend.. someone tell me.
cos i don't feel like any. nevermind.
although one is there most of the times. you know who you are.
talking to you everyday can't make me feel any better than this.
Gracias mi amigo.. yo lo significo.
haha.. freetranslator..

well.. here's to this year..

the minstrel's prayer:
shelter me oh genius words
just give me strength
just to pen these things
and give me peace to well her wings
and oh carry on all your minstrels of the world
we will catch our ladies ear
we will win for us the girl

and i'll hold on to the dream
of this beggar's plea and optimistic fantasy
just hold the hand and drop the knee
you're facing love
you're embracing melody

the world is crashing. and my bawling continues

Safith, Avery, Bong, Kenneth and Joey.
i'm so so sorry.
things will nvr work out for me.
no matter how much i try, he just doesn't understand it.
jamming is an inspiration to me. not my aspiration.

i'm bawling my eyes out and trying my best to see where i went wrong.
i don't know where. i guess this is where insecurity comes to the picture.

guys, i hope you understand.. i know you guys will blame me.
cos i deserve to be blamed. i'm the dream-crusher for you guys aren't i?
its gna be hard for me for the next few months. i'm so sorry if i'll have to change.
i dunno if i'll have the courage again.


someone take this away.
anyone? God? please?

crisis 2

it's hard when people pressure you to do things you can't control.
so i've concluded from now on, i will have a mind of my own and be really decisive now.

i've grown tired following people.
i've grown tired of people following me.

a list of i-don't-cares follows.

i don't care if people call me a nerd.
i don't care what people label me anymore.
i don't care cos i shouldn't be compared to anyone.
i'm myself and no one is Paolo Avril Santiago Alvarez.
i don't care if i look like i'm part of some hip-hop crew with my my large headphones.
i don't care cos i'm pretty sure my headphones are much better than yours.
i don't care if people call me an anti-social. it's just who i am.
i don't care if people want to keep secrets from me..
cos everyone just loves doing that. and i don't know why.
and the list goes on.

i'm sick of people who don't mean what they say.
words like "best friends", "homie" and "bro" need to be redefined seriously.
people are using them as a sub for "hey" or "lah". and it's sick. REALLY STUPID.
so consider before calling me one on those. cos please. treat me like you should if you're going to call me like that.

you cease the joy i apprize. no one to talk to and nothing to talk about.
so ill take music to be my listener and friend.
people don't understand that i'm not like anyone else.
they just don't know psychology and the different ways to to talk to different people.

so with this. i don't see any reason not to stick to my habit of having my headphones on
while people watse their time talking. i won't take any chances.

i'll study like a nerd and play like i should.
cos i've decdided that i don't want to be a loser.
i've woken up from that "i'm too young" belief.
i'll start to plan ahead.
so one of my goals is 4 points for o levels.
this where everyone goes, "oh paolo, you're crazy"
"you know you can't that high", "keep dreaming".
hah! its possible and i will work and strive for it.
no one's stopping me from believing that.

so with that, i end this apathetic post in hope that everyone
would understand the things that i'm doing for myself.
this doesn't mean i've become selfish.

*the power of thinking without thinking*


Deny it, but I am alone here
I always feared this place
I never thought it'd end this way
Deny it, but I am alone
Another nameless face
Deny it, but I am alone here
I always feared this place
I never thought it'd end this way
Deny it, but I am alone
Please don't forget my name
Deny it, but I am alone

CNY. egh.

i hate Chinese New Year.
haha. it's the time where everyone would would be poking me
with their Love Letters and its irritating. haha

yesterday, it was so wierd seeing Plaza Sing so empty i swear.
i thought something happened. and i remembered that it was this time of the year.
there was basically no one around! it scared the shit out of me. haha.
my eyes are so used to see Singapore always crowded wherever you go.
sub-concious mind i guess.

my tonsils are fine now.
i can swallow without pain. no amputation for me.
then in a few days i shall continue with singing and blabla.


i'm amazed at how some bands have gone to show their faith for Him.
if you come to see, a third of my music are by artists like these. i salute them.

okay. 2 littles kids are wrecking my room.

happy chinese new year again. and the goodie are expensive.

Hey unfaithful I will teach you
To be stronger
Hey unloving
I will love you
And will love you

Jesus I'm ready to come home
I'm ready to come
Jesus I'm ready to come home
Unfaithful
Ungraceful
And unloving
I will love you