The DJ who's not a DeeJay

I guess this is why they invited Charice to sing in the pre-inaugural ceremony.

I have to give him an A for effort but that's about it.
How ironic it is when he sings the part "how sweet the sound".



He's simply "omazing".

I'm referring to my ballpen which I was able to consume to the last drop of ink. The Barry Manilow song comes to mind cause "we made it." To put it in a clearer perspective, I have a higher probability of misplacing and eventually losing a pen than consuming its entire ink capacity.

My ballpen ran out of ink while I was at KFC earlier today filling out a bunch of government forms. I had to buy a new one immediately. Too bad there wasn't any pen like the one I had... only some puny ballpens which I was forced to choose from.

The other day though, I remember using my pen while brainstorming for lyrics. And so I dedicate this to you, my beloved pen. Forgive me for I have to replace you. Do not despair, you have served me well.

I write the songs that make the whole world sing
I write the songs of love and special things
I write the songs that make the young girls cry
I write the songs, I write the songs