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Wednesday, July 15, 2009
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Category: Life
Okay, what I'm going to say here is also going to be in a vlog. How many of you have gone to Walmart to buy a product you've been buying for a couple of months, only to find out they don't sell it anymore?
Isn't it frustrating? On countless times, I've gone to my local Walmart only to find out they are not selling what I'm looking for anymore. It pisses me off.
And another thing, how many of you have gone into Walmart to get some info on a new tv, laptop, desktop, mp3 player, or camera, and the employees working in the electronics don't know a damn thing about what they're selling? It's irritating, is it not?
I can't tell ya how many times I've asked someone at Walmart about a laptop that has a wicked fast processor and they don't know squat about it. It angers me. So, if any CEO's of Walmart are reading this, here's a message for you. HIRE SOME INTELLIGENT PEOPLE THAT WILL LEARN ABOUT THE PRODUCTS THEY'RE SELLING AND KEEP SELLING THE PRODUCTS THAT YOU'RE ACTUALLY MAKING MONEY OFF OF. If anyone feels the way I feel about walmart, leave some comments or kudos.
Thanks for letting me rant. BYE!
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Tuesday, May 20, 2008
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Current mood:  accomplished
Category: Music
Whoa, it's been a while since I've left something up here. School's been killing me slowly and I hate every minute of it. But that's not important. I have some new lyrics and sought to share them with the world.
This Girl I Know Rocks! dedication to my friend ANNA by Philip O. Patterson poorman's copyright 2008
She wear's a dress on a Friday morning. She's dressed to kill tonight. She's going out with all her girlfriends. For one wild and crazy night.
(guitar)
She wears dresses that are so damn tight. When she walks through the door she's a sight for sore eyes. As she walks by every jaw is on the floor. She's got a body that makes you want more of her.
She's got legs that are smooth and silky. She's got lips that taste like honey. You would never guess that she's innocent. She's never granted any kind of a entry.
Bitch you rock and that's no lie. You've got the moves that make me high. You're my drug, you're my addiction. My obsession, I wanna make you mine.
(interlude)
You're the one, the one I wanna be with. You're the one that rocks my world. x8.
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Sunday, March 23, 2008
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Category: Music
Hey y’all, new song, hopefully I’ll get to record it soon. Tell me what you think of it. Tai
"Move Along" written by Philip O. Patterson Poorman’s Copyright 2008 It’s too late for apologies. I’m sick and tired of the lies you feed me. It’s too late for a sudden change. To forgive and forget of what you stole from me.
Someday, you will see. What I met when I said: "I’m not sorry." Someday, you will find. That you can never lie when you look me in the eye.
I’m sorry will not cut it. You’ve got to be sincere, you’ve got to be very clear. Cause it’s too late, I’m moving on. I’m running away from here, so you can move along.
It’s too late for I’m sorries. Cause I cannot trust you now, from the times you’ve put me down. It’s too late for the tears to fall. For I already shed my tears, when you made me lose it all.
Someday, you will see. What I met when I said: "I’m not sorry." Someday, you will find. That you can never lie when you look me in the eye.
I’m sorry will not cut it. You’ve got to be sincere, you’ve got to be very clear. Cause it’s too late, I’m moving on. I’m running away from here, so you can move along.
(guitar)
I’m sorry will not cut it. You’ve got to be sincere, you’ve got to be very clear. Cause it’s too late, I’m moving on. I’m running away from here, so you can move along.
Move along. Move along. Move along. Move along.
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Sunday, March 09, 2008
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Category: Music
Hey guys, this is my song called "Falling From Grace" Please be kind and comment, I would love some feedback. Thanks guys, Philip
"FALLING FROM GRACE" by Philip O. Patterson Poorman's copyrighted 2008
Playtime is over, it's time to get serious. I've had enough of these games we play. Hold me, I think I'm getting delirious. Catch me, because I think I'm falling.
From grace, my innocence is destroyed. Could you be my savior in the night? Would you hold me and never let me go? As long as you live?
Hold me as I cry in the night. Catch me if I ever fall from grace. Lead me to the snow that's falling softly. Kiss me on the lips ever so gently.
Playtime is over, put your toys away. I'm sick and tired of having nothing to say. Hold me, I think I'm getting delirious. Catch me, because I think I'm falling.
From grace, my innocence is destroyed. Could you be my savior in the night? Would you hold me and never let me go? As long as you live?
Hold me as I cry in the night. Catch me if I ever fall from grace. Lead me to the snow that's falling softly. Kiss me on the lips ever so gently.
Midnight I lay awake in agony. Waiting for you to rescue me. From the truth and the lies. From my demise.
(guitar)
Hold me as I cry in the night. Catch me if I ever fall from grace. Lead me to the snow that's falling softly. Kiss me on the lips ever so gently.
Hold me as I cry in the night. Catch me if I ever fall from grace. Lead me to the snow that's falling softly. Kiss me on the lips ever so gently.
Playtime is over, it's time to get serious. I've had enough of these games we play. Hold me, I think I'm getting delirious. Catch me, because I think I'm falling from grace.
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Saturday, March 08, 2008
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Current mood:  adventurous
Hello everyone, name's Philip, I'm a singer/songwriter. I live in a small town, it's boring as hell, there nothing here But it's a place to live. I enjoy American Idol, I really like the auditions to see who get's rejected. I was a bit sad when Danny Noriega left, I thought he did a good job on "Tainted Love." If anyone wants to fight about that, fight yourself, not me. Well, I guess that all I can type right now. I leave with a song that I was inspired to write, thanks to the Twilight Series. THE DIARY OF EDWARD CULLEN by Philip O. Patterson DON'T RECORD OR USE AT ALL! I have it copyrighted
I long to be human like you. I want to feel the sun upon my face. I want to see myself in the mirror. Not the things that are always behind me. I walk this earth with a curse. To live on for eternity. For a 100 years, I've been alone. Till you came on rolling into town.
When I look into your eyes, I feel alive. When you touch my skin, I feel the warmth. When I breath in your scent, I get intoxicated. When you're around me, I feel like I'm human.
I want to be human like you. I want to feel my heart beating. I want to be like you. I want to feel the things you do. I walk this earth with a curse. To live on for eternity. For a 100 years, I've been alone. Till you came on rolling into town.
When I look into your eyes, I feel alive. When you touch my skin, I feel the warmth. When I breath in your scent, I get intoxicated. When you're around me, I feel like I'm human.
(guitar)
I long to be human like you. I want to feel the sun upon my face. I want to see myself in the mirror. Not the things that are always behind me.
When I look into your eyes, I feel alive. When you touch my skin, I feel the warmth. When I breath in your scent, I get intoxicated. When you're around me, I feel like I'm human.
I feel like I'm human.
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