November 2009
omfg yes!!!! taylor swift auto tune? count me in :D
HELLO CARLIN !
today was the day that you told me…
that you randomly check my blogs sometimes ! so i decided to tumblr ! :D
(and because you have funny posts while tim has really INTERESTING ones !)
(:
YAY! hahahaha you’re back to blogging :) tumblr misses youuu hahahah
now, instead of following 2 people, i am following FIVE ! whoa, more than doubled ! and i can’t find where it shows me the people who follow me…
hahaha yeah i don’t really know either…!
click on your tumblrarity
The thing about new tumblrs is that you have a low tumblarity. :/
not really. i have a super low tumblarity.
Two Door Cinema Club- I can talk (crystal fighter remix)
I need friends on this shiiit.
I have it, and 20 invites if anyone wants them.
dude invite me bryyando@gmail.com
super trippy. :)
anyways ive beasted it i dont know how much better i can get just yet.
Hey excuse me, stop, I’ma let you finish
Yeah, you on your tumblr ranting bout some dumb shit
You think you got problems, you think your life’s fucked up?
I’m here to break it to you princess, you ain’t even aware of what’s up.
It was the night of 11/20 of the year 09
Ten days left for applications, 30th’s the deadline.
Nah fuck this exposition, I’m in the prime position
To express what’s on my chest before I finally get to rest.
I have come to realize that if you got them slant eyes,
And even what’s more, if you extremele poor
Life ain’t what it may seem, with this shine and that gleam.
Tonight I did cry, tears streamed down my own eyes.
They say men, we don’t cry; and boy did I try to dry up these eyes.
Then I remember their words, my brother and my sister:
Financial aid only gets you so far, who else is gonna assist ya?
What the fuck’s going on, you ask
Well me too, as I write this rhyme so impromptu
They tell me no, they say.
No UCLA, they say.
You still a babay, they say.
Can’t take care yourself, they say.
Can’t even drive, they say.
How is you gon pay?, they say.
Go to Golden West, they say.
Or OCC, they say.
Or UCI, they say.
Why go far away, they say.
It breaks my heart, as they say all these things they say.
My eyes they start to swell, they look bloodshot to hell.
It is what it seems:
Their daggers they brightly gleam
Ready to hack apart my dreams
Their words need that black and white sticker, they so explicit
“You cannot go to UCLA. This is it.”
End of conversation I hang up throw the phone away can’t take it no more.
I’ve never been so hurt can’t stop it can’t hold it in no more.
Throwin’ things cryin’ tryna figure what the hell is wrong with this picture.
Tell me, have you ever seen something like this, did ya?
A young boy who toils for them A’s in school
Only to be denied his dream school to go to the “Asian school”?
I feel like my hands are tied, what the fuck do I do?
Locked up, maximum security, straitjacket, ball and chain times two.
They put me down, say I can’t pay for college
Cuz we’re poor. But worse I’m Asian,
So you know with them there is no persuasion.
This was the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to write. I wrote it in bed with a headlight. It took me one hour.
damn… tat was good… well hope you get through your hardships broooski, i say you pursue UCLA!
same its not like ucla is that far. plus its an asian school too. :D