Entries for January, 2005
January 2, 2005
Rain on the Parade
Like the real excited, happy trooper that I was, I hit the sack an hour before midnight, new year's eve. Before falling to sleep I got scared, yes, scared, when I heard those loud firecrackers going off in front of our house. It seemed that since we were among the very few of those who didn't light up anything on new year's eve, our neighbors thought it fitting to throw their firecrackers at our house. Every bang sounded like it was just outside my window. I lead an exciting life, as you can see.
I couldn't help thinking that all these people were in a frenzy, trying to make as much noise as possible. They were all in a hurry to light up and watch their money go off in a loud bang. There are so many people who need help out there, and they'd rather buy fireworks for a thrill that would last only seconds?
And as for those who get injured from lighting up stuff, no pity from me. Sheesh. At least use a reallll long stick.
Yeah, 2005, I'm off and running. Whoopdeedoo.
6 tweaked.
unbeknownst | 10:57 PM
January 22, 2005
A Real Big Hint
If you haven't anything better to do, choose someone else to bother. Make a new account and hack into it. Simple as that. Sheesh! Or better yet, choose a famous person and hack into his account. Why settle for a nobody like me? Are you that bored that you have to spice up things in your own demented way?
Get a life.
3 tweaked.
unbeknownst | 03:21 AM
January 24, 2005
There you go.
Template fixing is such a hard job for someone who barely knows anything about HTML. Can anybody tell me how to fix the font size and color of the comments?
I ate too much yesterday. I think I'm stressed about something, although I can't quite put my finger on it. It's too early for my PMS binging.
This Saturday we'll be having our homecoming. I'm not so excited about it. Apparently, my other batchmates seem to feel the same way. An old classmate and I were asked to present two songs as representatives of our batch. We had our first and only practice onstage last Saturday and we saw all the other presentations. Ours was the most boring. The other older batches were going to give dance numbers and each group had more than ten people dancing. So much for that school spirit.
I miss going to coffeeshops. I really do. I've been too tired and too out of it ever since I started work. I haven't had the chance to go out and lounge around.
Oh, if any of you are interested, try going to Baang Coffee at Tomas Morato. It's across Chili's (if I remember right). They serve a superb Americano. The food's good. I love their pecan and walnut bars.
6 tweaked.
unbeknownst | 02:26 AM
January 27, 2005
I'm not interested.
Shit.
I'm that sleepy. Words without thought.
Ahhh. All the more reason to leave this place.
But no, you should be the one to leave. Leave me alone.
Gig last night. New place. Nice. Liked all the different light fixtures. Saw someone I liked seeing. Wished I was able to sign on that wall. Tah. Saw the Bitaw people again. (I enjoyed watching them before at Saguijo.) Wanted to stay for Mike Unson's act but we were getting too tired and it was getting too late already. Some people have to get up early for work the next day. Washing my hands in the bathroom, a girl went in, saw me and said we were great. (Thank you, whoever you are!) Yummy chicken barbecue. Lots of drink stubs, sayang.
I should e-nun-ci-ate. I should ar-ti-cu-late.
When will ENOUGH ever be ENOUGH for YOU?
Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.
One can only take so much of what you're giving. I don't want it. I don't want it.
I DON'T WANT IT.
You're slowly but SURELY becoming that irritating mosquito buzzing in my ear -- or that pesky fly diving for my food.
Go away.
Really.
That's the BEST THING you can do for me.
REALLY.
7 tweaked.
unbeknownst | 02:20 AM
January 29, 2005
Who ever said life isn't good?
'Twas a great night. Sun Valley Crew, Chili T's, Cambio and Francis M played at Saguijo. You read it right. Francis M. I was among the many curious ones. I have never seen him perform in a little bar somewhere before. (I'm quite young, thank you very much.) He was with his band, Hardware Syndrome. They were good. They were tight. Three guitarists aside from the bassist yet the music didn't sound crowded. He said he liked playing in bars because he could be himself. There are things you do for money, and there are things you do for the love of it. That made me smile. That made me sad. I guess it's a fact of life. You'd be really, really lucky if you were able to find something you loved doing and earn while doing it.
I didn't go to work today. Hah! I feigned a fever. I wanted to sleep. A whole week of sleeping past 2am and getting up before 6 took its toll on me.
I was able to borrow book 5 of Harry Potter. I've only read the first few chapters and I'm not as into it as I was with the first four. Harry's character is selfish. (I'm sure someone will react violently to this.
) I expected that since he was four years older than when I first "met" him, his character would be more mature. I also expected that since he already fought Voldemort, he'd have gained some wisdom. His character's trying to portray that he thinks that being himself is not such a big deal but his thoughts and actions say otherwise. He fought off Voldemort in the last book and when he returns to the Dursleys he hates everyone for not making a big deal about it. Is that not childish? I haven't finished it though. This is just a preliminary opinion. I just expected a bit more from our little hero.
Homecoming later at STC. A high school classmate and I will be playing two songs with help from an old bandmate and very good friend. We had rehearsal last Thursday night. (Acoustic guitars really sound good. No doubt about that.) After my classmate left, my friend and I played our songs from our now-defunct band. I missed the music. But I could see how young we were when we wrote the songs. Heh.
Song in my head: Francis M's Girl Be Mine! 2 tweaked.
unbeknownst | 01:14 PM
February 1, 2005
Always a skeptic.
I wolfed down a whole bag of Chippy an hour ago. I was so hungry when I woke up at midnight that I grabbed the first thing that looked enticing. Now my tummy hurts. Wah. I think I ate too fast.
The homecoming presentation went well. I made a few not-so-obvious obvious mistakes (tah) but my friends told us afterwards that they got goosebumps while we were singing. Aww.
From the homecoming, we went to Salo where we tried their Chicken in white sauce which, mind you, wasn't white. The sauce was orange-y but yummy nevertheless. A really, really good band called Naked Tongue played. The vocalist reminded me of someone I missed. Hmm. Was coerced into singing a song with the people who were jamming. I enjoyed the experience immensely. I appreciated the taste of beer even more. Met some new people again. It was then that I realized that I really am an extrovert.
Kaput.
1 tweaked.
unbeknownst | 02:13 AM
