Spuddy Buddies» my wish

that can’t match up to the real thing

tacosauce — Wed, 15 Jun 2011 14:11:36 +0000

I confess, Parachute is my new favorite band. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE them. Now that I've listened to their songs over and over again, I have come to a conclusion. They are of their own genre! They're not a version of Maroon 5 or anything. They've got a really indescribable style. It's not exactly pop, not exactly alternative, not exactly pop-rock but a mesh of good stuff.

And their originality is refreshing. I can also relate to their songs because they stick to real stuff, not nonsensical stuff about being rich and spending money in clubs and things like that. I especially love that some of their songs tell a story. Forever and Always is one of my favorite tracks off their newest album The Way It Was (released 17th May 2011). Okay, who am I kidding? I love all the songs on the new album. But I do favor Philadelphia slightly more...

I had no idea they were the band that sang She Is Love. In the beginning, I wasn't quite into that song but now I admit, I love it. Also, I've watched almost ALL their videos on Youtube. HAH, watching band videos for hours is my sign of love for them. I don't know how anyone can dislike their music!!

And it would be so unlike me to NOT talk about the band members in my giddy lovesick band post. Will is cute! LOL. At first I thought he looked like Jesse McCartney. He doesn't. Will is... cuter, definitely. I can't decide which member I like best but I've got this crush on Kit French. Who can deny the attraction of a tall blond saxophone player who reminds me of Jesse Spencer (yes, I do mean Dr. Chase on House)? All of them are hilarious. Alex looks like he's a serious guy but you should watch their videos. He's funny. Nate as the Table Scrappa (I made C watch it and now we're commonly referring to various people as Table Scrappas) was adorable, especially when he was wearing those nerdy glasses and plaid shirt. Johnny is cute and totally funny! And he's supposedly the ladies' man.

So that was half the point I wanted to make in this post: Parachute = amazing band with cute members.

The other half is... (I feel that this is an appropriate moment for a drumroll. Move over, royal family!) ... Parachute has inspired me to want to learn the guitar again. How freaking awesome is that?!! I blame it on the sweet guitar parts in their songs. After 2 years, I'm inspired again. The first band that inspired me to learn how to play the guitar was Simple Plan. Since then, my inspiration has spiraled downwards to nothing and I haven't touched the guitar in two years.

Maybe I'm not musically talented but I've always had this love for learning an instrument. Our guitar lessons were a struggle because the teacher was bad and we tried to learn it ourselves but somehow failed. And school and other things were always something that came between our practicing time. After we began to lack inspiration, we made excuses not to touch the guitar.

Now I'm inspired again. I'm ecstatic but I'm not sure if we'll be successful in learning it again. Wait for more tales of the guitar.

x

Hold my gun and watch the door
Pick the lock and cut the phone
Keep your head up, love,
Nobody here can stop us

Grab the bags when sirens call
We're out the window, through the yard
Keep it locked up tight
Nobody here can stop us

Baby, I've had this same dream
Where I wake up wondering
What it really means
If the world came running down

If it was you and me against the world
Baby, they've got us under but
We'll take whatever we want.
If it was you and me against the world,
You get the car, I'll get the cash,
We'll take the money and run.

They'll come running through the door
Shattered glass across the floor
Oh, they think they know but
We both know they don't.
Oh, we did our crime and got away,
We stole the gold and made the day
And we both smile knowing that they saying
Nobody here can stop us

Baby, I've had this same dream
Where I wake up wondering
What it really means
If the world came running down

Oh, I keep waking up
In an empty bed
And I'm wondering why you're
All the things I should have said
And, oh, we could have had

If it was you and me against the world,
Baby, they've got us under but
We'll take whatever we want.
If it was you and me against the world,
You get the car, I'll get the cash,
We'll take the money and run.

If it was you and me against the world,
Baby, they've got our number but
We'll take whatever we want.
If it was you and me against the world,
You get the car, I'll get the cash,
We'll take the money and run.

You get the car, I'll get the cash,
We'll take the money and run.

It's you and me against the world.

sexy jeffrey campbell wooden platform heels

tacosauce — Mon, 16 May 2011 18:06:54 +0000

Jeffrey Campbell San Diego Pink & Tan Woody Platform Heels

Jeffrey Campbell Foxy Black Patent Woody T Strap Heels

spring forget-me-nots 5

tacosauce — Mon, 14 Mar 2011 22:10:14 +0000

Sally in Metal

This is such an amazing bag. Nobody can have too many handbags. And everyone should at least have a bag in this chocolatey metallic color. Very spacious and the versatile handles are a bonus! Admittedly, I was never really a fan of handbags because they're a hassle but they are necessary and this bag is gorgeous.

Mid City in Emerald

This season, this bag is a MUST. You're going to thank me when you get this bag and take it to out with you. It's all the rage this season and I love it! If you're not a big follower of trends (I prefer to go against the grains) and you're going yuck, I don't want to be just one of those fashion trend followers, give it up because you know this bag is just simply perfect!

Mid City in Rose Nubuck

Rose. They even have it in rose. How spring is this color?! I ADORE THIS! I want one. I'm putting it on my mental wishlist right now!

you didn’t wanna say goodbye

tacosauce — Mon, 07 Mar 2011 15:52:50 +0000

Look what I found - cute little animal slippers!

Green Sea Turtle Slippers for Kids, Women and Men

This would make me feel as if I'm in a scene of Pirates of the Caribbean. Jack Sparrow did mention something about riding on the backs of sea turtles to shore, didn't he?

Dragon Slippers for Kids, Women and Men

We recently watched How to Train Your Dragon and my head is still full of that little dragon.

Majestic Eagle Slippers for Women

Nothing better than soaring high on eagle slippers. It kind of looks like a nest but never mind that.

If you're going to get a pair, can I have one too?

someday we’ll figure all this out

tacosauce — Tue, 01 Mar 2011 15:09:51 +0000

OMG. I love Jennifer Aniston's new do! It's so classy yet so fun! This is such a great change from all her long locks. If I should ever go blond (probably never), I'd want my hair to be this amazing.

get me with those green eyes

cheeseburger — Wed, 23 Feb 2011 01:15:54 +0000

Excuse me for the truthful and sadistic post ahead. I'm feeling rather rebellious now.

So I was watching these live videos of Maroon 5 and Taylor Swift and it sparked an old, abandoned interest of mine...

Guitars, chords and picks.

I know, I know. It's so absurd. But I can't seem to completely forget about guitars. I haven't even gotten over the fact that I've gone through all that and yet I still fail again and again. There are (oh, only I know how many) days when I wish I could pick up that rotting guitar in the corner, attempt to tune it and start playing all over again. I guess I'm still an even bigger kid at heart than the outside because I still hope that I'll be a rockstar someday. Two years have passed and my dreams are the same about the same thing. I know this is pretty lame and typical of me (because all my friends want to be singers and stuff like that...), but dreams are made to be dreamed of by dreamers. Knowing this makes me feel a little... good? because it shows that I haven't given up all my hopes.

Ah, guitars. I hate them so much that I feel like ripping up all the music sheets in jealousy and anger yet I love them so much that I want to cradle them in my arms and play until my fingers have callouses again. I remember being really proud of the first sign of callouses on my fingers because I thought that it was the ultimate symbol or landmark of playing the guitar. Unfortunately, I wasn't thinking straight. You can't be great just because your skin peels off. Right?! But I really miss those stuff... When I had to lift my right knee higher to support the guitar, when I plucked a string and real music came sang from the guitar, and when I pressed down those strings really hard until I felt like crying in defeat because I couldn't get the chords right.

I miss the weirdest stuff, don't I?

Every time I go near the 2-year-old guitar, I feel like bringing it out just to touch that lovely wood and silver strings but I always back away because I'm reminded of how it felt to lose to everything related to guitars. See this love-hate relationship I have with stuff? Talking about guitars again... it's like spilling all my secret hopes out. Yes, I still secretly hope that one day when I wake up on the morning of my birthday, I find a guitar (preferably a black one, but not a Takamine anymore), bathed in sunlight, waiting for me. Maybe not the sunlight part but it would be really cool. I can't believe I was so close to getting one but backtracked so quickly. It was within my reach! I would've regretted it, though. To be honest, I didn't and don't deserve a guitar. Not now and not yet, at least. Someday. Someday when I'm good enough and when I've proved myself to be worthy of instruments. Someday when I can sing while play (after I get over my stage fright). Someday when I can switch chords without looking down.

Being an on-and-off fan of Taylor Swift, you probably already know that all girls who love Taylor will look up to her and act as if she's the goddess of heartbreaks, relationships, songs and guitars. I do admire her talent in music and her love for guitars. It's just amazing to know that she's been playing since such a young age. Unbelievable. It makes me wish that I could play and sing as wonderfully as her. Of course, I can't really sing like her because my voice can't reach simple high pitches and I definitely can't play guitar better than her but maybe I'll be as good as her one day.

I always think of how I'll start playing the guitar again during the holidays but it never happens because there are so many plans, so much work and so many dreams that I'm chasing after. Even if I had the chance, I wouldn't. I'm a shy person when it comes to doing important things openly. I don't take critics very well but I'm learning.

But then again, the bad side comes out when I begin this whole phase again. The unreachable chord problem. The cause? Short fingers! I used to think that my fingers were long but guitar just changes a lot of things. Chords that can't be pressed. Frustration. Anger. Sadness. Envy. Regret. Slow strumming, fast strumming, bad strumming. Strumming patterns that aren't even stated in how-to-play videos. Able to play but unable to sing. Palm-muting problems. Looking at the bad side makes it all so dizzy and so wrong. Argh, patience and concentration!

One day, I want to accomplish whatever I've just said. It would be a real dream come true.

If I had the time; if I had the right amount of patience; if I look on the bright side and forget the bad side; if it ever happens, it'd be a blessing, a surprise, a success, an accomplishment. Wishful thinking.

Oh, here I go again. Going on and on about my thoughts, complaining, hoping, wishing, moping and just saying. I gotta do something to make it happen, right? In a few more hundred days... or, who knows, a thousand days.

Almost a thousand words of the same old topic that I've been talking and thinking about for the past two years.

I can only sit and wish for the future now.

movies, shows and films

cheeseburger — Sat, 07 Aug 2010 12:31:28 +0000

If you've been reading our Tweets, you probably know that I wanna watch some movies..

Burlesque - Christina Aguilera looks great on the set. Her hair is really nice in this movie. It's not all about singing but there's a storyline. Watch the trailer and you'll know. Pretty interesting.

Image from Bing images.

Easy A - Emma Stone has become one of my favorite actresses. It's your typical high school storyline with mean girls, unpopular girls and cute guys. I'll just watch it for fun.

Jonah Hex - Megan Fox's slang is hot! Machine guns and horses? Cool! I can't miss a movie like that.

Knight And Day - Hilarious! I must watch this. The trailer made me LOL a lot. Tom Cruise in action is a must-see.

Takers - Paul Walker? Yay, eye candy! Just kidding. Not watching it because of good looks. It looks like an interesting movie. The trailer kept my eyes glued on the screen. Of course, T.I's Yeah Ya Know music video had more cut scenes from the movie. Must watch!

Image from Bing images.. again.

I don't think I'll watch Beastly. Let's just say Kyle (The Beast) looks really scary. He's not even furry! He's tattooed all over the face. I didn't even dare watch the trailer. I read the book though - dramatic at some parts and predictable and sappy. Did you even see who they cast as Lindy (a.k.a Beauty)? Another reason not to watch it. I mean, the story has a good moral value behind it but.... you know.

Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World? Um, no thanks. Simple and boring storyline. If I had to watch it, I'd watch it for laughing purposes and Chris Evans scenes. The usual slapstick comedy. Bleh.

Maybe I'll watch Charlie St. Cloud but only if someone can guarantee that I won't end up in tears when I leave the cinema. Ha ha! Zac Efron's fame is certainly rising.

Sucker Punch? Maybe.

If you ask me, "Do you want to watch The Losers?" I'll definitely say yes.

she says nothing’s forever

tacosauce — Sat, 31 Jul 2010 15:36:11 +0000

I nearly bought this in a gorgeous shade of purple but I passed up the opportunity since I already splurged on a pair of cute floral lace-up wedge heels. This Marc Jacobs bag is still on my mind but I will let it go.

In the mean time, there's no harm in having a Miss Marc by Marc Jacobs wish list, right?

Okay, this bronze is so attractive and I can soooo see myself carrying this though I'm not a big fan of handbags. The Miss Marc printed on the bag is adorable.

Hobo bags are my favorite so this is definitely a bag I would buy. It's so simple yet pretty. And the little knot on the strap is so creative. I love this!

Throw in the sunblock, sunglasses and a good book into this cute bag and I'm all set to hit the beach. Totes are so useful. I love huge bags like these which I can simply dump my things into.

So this bag is a little longer but it's totally buy-able. Very chic and go-to-the-movies type of bag. Not quit sure about the handbag strap though. I prefer longer handles so that I actually sling it onto my shoulder.

Like this strap. So cute! I love the design for this bag. It's my favorite. She's so me! And this is the type of pink you'd catch me buying. I would not actually buy anything pink but this is different. Do you like it?

Another hobo bag with cute pockets. I like! The green-blue hue makes this bag look so fun and cheery. Simplicity is the key to my heart. No chains and weird buckles for me.

This isn't exactly in the Miss Marc line but it's Marc Jacobs too. I love the color and design but I just hope that the chain won't cut into my shoulder.

Okay, end of my wish list. Christmas is coming. Any generous people out there? (:

i’m working it out, please don’t give in

tacosauce — Wed, 21 Jul 2010 11:54:08 +0000

Let's do '10 things I hate about you':

I hate walking in to find people taking up my laptop space. It's so irritating because I hate sharing.
I hate obnoxious talk during meals because it's sickening and I just might get up one day and hit you in the face.
I hate it when I make effort to do something and it doesn't get recognized.
I hate people using my room.
I hate whiny men. They make me sick and I'd love to slap them real hard in the face just to see if that'll wake them up. I wish they'd just shut the hell up about every little thing. E.g: 'OH NO, there's a hair in my fruit! What should I do? Oh my god, there's a hair, what should I do? Should I wash it with my effing piss because I don't understand what the word 'water' means?" and repeated "I cleaned the damned room and no one appreciates it". Well, I've cleaned the house more times than you and I haven't said squat about it. So why not you stick a damned pacifier into your mouth and sulk in the corner? because no one actually likes listening to crap like that, especially from grown men. Whee~
I hate doing my homework.
I hate my math teacher as of two weeks ago. I don't know what her problem is but she's so uncool.
I hate people who think they can get away with anything.
I hate people who are big on fake apologies. Sorry, sorry, sorry. The word comes out so naturally, I'm not sure it has even crossed their minds what the word 'sorry' means. It's just an excuse to get people to slave away for you. HA-HA.
I hate silent meals.

That was fun, maybe we should make it a weekly thing. :O

Hmm... let's move on to '10 quirky things you probably don't know about me':

I actually like washing the dishes. Don't tell anyone!
When I'm not reading, I'm writing.
I nudge my sister under the table by kicking her leg (and vice versa) whenever we have secret messages to pass along. Usually we don't say it out in words but with one nudge and a roll of our eyes, we know exactly what each other mean.
I don't like indie music; I kind of prefer mainstream music???
I like guys who have a certain style of wearing jackets. (:
I strongly dislike math and science and I don't know what I'm going to do in the near future.
I love daydreaming during science class and that's where some of the brightest ideas are hatched.
I don't like carrying my cellphone around even though it's a necessity.
I've read Cecelia Ahern and Nicholas Sparks books but I'm sooo not a fan of theirs. No offense.
I love my mom (even though we have grouchy days and pesky arguments) because she's really cool and she's my role model.

That was super cute and fun. You should do it too. Okay, off to study for a pop quiz thingamajig tomorrow. Oh, and to finish incomplete math homework. Ugh, refer to number 6 for both top 10 lists. Can't wait to write, blah.

how come I was the last to know?

tacosauce — Mon, 05 Jul 2010 07:03:02 +0000

OH, so that's what this morning was about.

I was expecting that. Now why did I let it affect me that much? I mean, I was prepared for it. I guess it just slipped my mind because we were having a relatively happy meal (does happy mean anything to you?) and then it was decided that, since everyone's HAPPY, let's drop the big bomb.

Right. Now I remember why it affected me that much. What the heck? How could I have left my guard down like that? You know what? That's the most vulnerable position anyone could be put in. No wonder bullies find people's weak spots and attack when they're least expecting. God, gotta learn to be quicker than that!! Time to learn that 'It's not okay to be okay'. Seriously.

So I guess everyone's HAPPY now. (OH, they are. They're chatting happily about things I don't want to listen to at all) Because I am. Now that I've pieced myself together, it's not going to bother me even if that means breaking down in a god damned bathroom. But then again, does anyone really care, I ask myself? Care. What a strange word. Hoho, you can care for the world but that doesn't mean the world has to care for you.

Oh, and by the way, while we're at it, let's baby the world but let them off the hook when we need help, why don't we?

Let's start with listening to all those complaints about stomachaches and painful eyebrows.

And let's continue with bones in a chicken and ways we can create mammals without bones.

'Why don't you let them carry it?' Why? Why don't we let them carry it? Why not we think about why they never OFFER to carry it?

In fact, WOWZERS. These are great. Someone should write a book about it.

When people accidentally drink hot soup too quickly, we all fuss about them as if the world will end because of a burnt tongue.

But when other more important things which traumatize others happen, we say, it's okay, they didn't mean it. Weird world, innit?

Let's go back to everyone being happy! Let those back here suffer while others prosper and enjoy the worldly goods the world has to offer. Doesn't matter because some people are just so needy, they're so old, they need a babysitter. We can suffer back here, sure we can. Aren't we used to it? Isn't this the way of life?

What do you have to feel uncomfortable about? My say don't count so it don't matter either way, right? What more can I say indeed?

Being fake becomes second nature to us when we live in a lie. We put on smiles, encourage others to do what they want to do just because it makes them happy, laugh along with them even though you feel like doing anything but laughing. But sometimes, being fake is tiring. Don't we all just wanna let that fake smile slide and cry our hearts out sometimes?

And being the supportive one in the lot comes from realizing that no one else is going to care. So what do we do? Hold their hands in their times of need, hug them and keep telling yourself and them that everything's gonna be just fine, make them smile, cry along with them, tell them things they want to hear, repeat those things because they don't believe it, notice when their smiles fade into frowns, notice when their sniffles aren't just sniffles, go everywhere with them just to make them feel good. But sometimes, being supportive gets tiring too. You want to be supported too. But you can't give in until you know the other person is going to be okay.

After that, what happens? They forget. Or they don't care. Again. Care is a strange word. It is, shall we say, a difficult position. We always want to care but should we always?

And why do people care for people who don't care? Especially those who have wronged you in so many ways, you wish you could turn back the hands of the clock so that you could've done the right thing? Especially those who have never cared for you?

What becomes of the people who have cared (so deeply, I emphasize) for you?

And there's no one I can talk to now that you've gone over to the dark side. I feel empty. The day you weren't at home, things were nasty and I wanted so badly for you to be there. And I was just telling them, God, you're the only person who understands me. Now you've gone and joined the dark side while I can only stand by the sidelines and pretend to cheer you on.

I can't talk to anybody because they're like, Why can't you be a little more supportive and make them happy so that their journey will be happy too? Well, I can't. Because I'm not happy and I'm sick and tired of pretending to be happy when I'm not.

Frankly, I don't wanna listen to your silly little happy stories and plans because all I feel like doing is punching the person who is causing all this in the first place. And I don't want to follow you anywhere if it has anything to do with those silly little happy stories and plans. I want to crank up the volume when you talk about your silly little happy stories and plans because I hate listening to them.

I just want to stand in the crowd, say goodbye as fast as I can then go home because I'll hate that moment. I know I will. Let's just get this over with so that I can hate you and the cause properly.

A part of me will always hate the cause. There's no undoing it. I hope one day I can forgive him but until then, this grudge is staying. And I hate it when people talk to me with cheery tones. They can't even see how I feel. How sensitive. I want to punch his lights out and maybe hit him a few times just so he knows how I feel. Of course, no matter what I do, I'll always be wrong. So no punching lights for me.

I'm feeling so bitter, I could spit out citrus peel faster than a machine gun. But this too shall pass. Why? Because I always let people be. Time and time again. How retardedly noble I sound.

I want to sleep until the storm passes. But that's difficult, considering it's gonna be another month and a half.

Bon voyage.