magic, online

ah. i've been addicted to magic online. it's fun to exploit the noobs into getting some decent cards for a decent deck. so i've racked up all the decent eighth ed starter set cards to create a red-white controllish-aggro deck. it's so fun to exploit them, especially when they're timmies. all noobs are timmies, at some point in their life. i started as a burn lover. :P

imagine trading your vizzerdrix for 2 vengeances. (you always say, "2 uncommons for 1 rare, is it ok?")

angel

here is the beautiful lullaby of sarah mclachlan (which is also covered by westlife).

spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always one reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
i need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
i'll find some peace tonight

in the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there

so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lie
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe
in this sweet madness, oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

in the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there

school tomorrow.

oh no. the saddening thought of it makes me quiver in fear and regret. there's this talumpati in filipino (yes, the bitch teacher), and for some reason i get a brief panic attack whenever i think about it. it's like, my mind wanders to the talumpati, have i memorized it yet? did i even bring it home? i wonder when she'll start making us recite? will i even bring a decent performance and not mutter up in front?

there is deep fear whenever i reflect upon it. *shiver*

i'll see you all tomorrow in campus.

wait, did anyone actually find my blog yet?