Ver, i want to have my own strawberry fields one day.. a real one of course, as oppose to your concept per se..
pahabol scripts: vera, chai, russ and yen.. mangadto niya tag boracay together soon.. niya let's harvest the real strawberries in our eyes (e.g. boys, boys and boys.. hehe) and then mag skinny dipping ta' under a full moon as we let ourselves illuminated with the unreal.. omygolly, i can't help imagining things na...
vijdaq wrote on Dec 12, '07, edited on Dec 12, '07
let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields... nothing is real and nothing to get hung about... Strawberry Fields forever.
living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see... it's getting hard to be someone but it all works out... it doesn't matter much to me.
no one i think is in my tree, i mean it must be high or low... that is you can't you know tune in but it's all right... that is i think it's not too bad.
always no sometimes i think it's me, but you know i know when it's a dream... i think i know i mean "yes," but it's all wrong... that is i think i disagree.
John Lennon said about the song in 1980:
I was always hip. I was hip in kindergarten. I was different from the others. I was different all my life. The second verse goes, 'No one I think is in my tree.' Well, I was too shy and self-doubting. Nobody seems to be as hip as me is what I was saying. Therefore, I must be crazy or a genius-- 'I mean it must be high or low,' ...............................Surrealism to me is reality. Psychic vision to me is reality. Even as a child. When I looked at myself in the mirror or when I was 12, 13, I used to literally trance out into alpha. I didn't know what it was called then. I found out years later there is a name for those conditions. But I would find myself seeing hallucinatory images of my face changing and becoming cosmic and complete. It caused me to always be a rebel. This thing gave me a chip on the shoulder; but, on the other hand, I wanted to be loved and accepted. Part of me would like to be accepted by all facets of society and not be this loudmouthed lunatic musician. But I cannot be what I am not."
Vera, it's a classic song and you're tuned into its wavelength..you gotta admit tho it's too weird for most ppl...now you've got them looking for strawberry fields by the seaside
aysus, innocent effect :D beh, let me remind you of the lines
"kung naghubo pa murag si Karla"
santisima! na confuse ko sa usage sang KWENTA. Kibaw ka, sa Hiligaynon and KWENTA kay "to count". Lost in translation. position. condition. fornication. hehehe
dili baya everyday. ever night. hahahaha igat ka vera! ewww!
lato fields nuon 
