Monday, April 16, 2007

Soul Severed

As of this moment, I'm Cebu right now, here at the Waterfront Lobby, waiting for my Spanish supplier to arrive. I just had the one of my saddest weekends in my life, where I spent the the couple of days with my girlfriend, who'll be in Manila for the bar review. Kinda sucks that we won't see each other for the next six months, and what with my work schedule, regular visits to Manila is practically next to nil.

I ranted a couple of posts back about Karma, I'll add to that post that I was supposed to stay till Monday afternoon. But no, God forbid that Karma will even let me have that teensy weensy time, instead shanghied me to wake up early and go directly to Cebu. Arrrrgh.

Going back, I won't say it's easy to be seperatedd for a while, but then again I won't say it's hard also. You just have to take a different mindset to it all. Maybe I'll go back to my routine of a single's life of home-work-home, or "work hard, play harder and read more". Hmmm, maybe in all this "limbo time" I'd get to finish what I have been writing for the past couple of years. Used tohave no drive when I was still single, now I definitely need an outlet. Turning negative energy to positive energy and all that new age crap.

Perhaps, I'll even get thin.

Nah, that's way too much. A little healthier perhaps, but thin? Not this decade. In any case, I need to find time to get my mind off things.

If you've noticed I didn't talk about my time with her; perhaps some other time, things get stuck in my, fingers I mean. Or hands. You know what I mean.

But I'll only say this: I'll miss you so much...

Frame of Mind: Sadness/Silence
Book of the Week: Waterfront Cafe Menu
Last Song Syndrome: Beauty and Madness by Fra Lippo Lippi
Need/Want: A week off in Manile

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Goodfellas, Pilgrimage and Questioning


After months of preparation, me and my closest buds ( and their girls ) finally got together and have a rip-roaring dinner at Maki, a Japanese Resto. Earl and Ryan, we go way way back ( hmmm, think elementary and kindergarten ) and always got together whenever they're in town ( Ryan lives in the States, Earl studies in Manila ). So this night was one of the rare nights that we were all in the same place, with our girlfriends to boot. There's so much history between the three of us, so suffice to say we spent half the night joking and reminiscing.

The Gang!

Ryan and Natasha

Earl and Eloisa

Me and Ronstadt


So I got myself a day of rest last Friday ( the only day that the store is closed ) and treated myself with, well not with sleep, but a trip to Guimaras to hike up a 2km mountain and pray at the Nazarene Cross. Whew. Okay, backing up a little. Guimaras is situated across Iloilo City, just a fifteen minute bangka ride. And before you say oil spill, the disaster happaned on the other side of Guimaras, the one near Bacolod, so no worries.

So, after docking, it takes you a another ten minute tricycle ride to reach the foot of the mountain, then the aforementioned 2.5km hike up. For us Ilonggos, it's a special pilgrimage, going up the steep and rocky steps, passing through the wildlife fauna and then praying at the Cross.

I won't say it wasn't tiring, but at the same time, it was kinda fulfilling. Invigorating even. Have a Happy Easter everybody!

::Punks Not Dead::

Rivermaya revives the punk scene with "Inosente Lang Nagtataka", which features Raymond Marasigan of Sandwich. This song reminds me of the time when punks ruled the music scene and everybody wore mohawks. And it's kinda cool how they ( the band ) fitted the old sound into today's groove. Very nice. Now where's my studded vest and crowbar...?

Frame of Mind: Silently Dreaming
Last Song Syndrome: Inosente Lang Nagtataka by Rivermaya feat. Raymond Marasigan
Book of the Week: The Last Hero by Terry Prachett
Want or Need: More Time to Write!

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Karma and Hormones

::Saturday is Karma Day::

I went home Saturday, er how do I say this, a little moody. Or maybe under the sun. No, perhaps the feeling can only be described as "prickly hairs standing in one end whilst at the back of your mind a little voice is telling you something's gone FUBAR and there's nothing you can do about it." Yeah, that kind of feeling.

Well, it's not like there are no signs. One, after not attending of best friend's girlfriend ( Who'll I henceforth call BGF ) nursing grad because of time constraints ( grad ends the TEN in the evening! WTF?! I have work tommorow! ), BGF is a little "miffed". Hey I'm happy for you and all, and I tried calling you as soon as I got the invite, but I don't do late night dinners, especially if I have work tommorow. There's always next time, but it's a little weird being pissed at me. Really weird.

I then ate dinner at a local pizza chain. I ordered some grub. A plate of pizza and a side dish. Cashier rings up the bill and tells me it will arrive in 5 mins. Cool. Pizza arrived on time, and them potato wedges took approximately the same time to finish a Hardy Boys book. I mean come on! What happed to fast service?! Sheesh...

And then when I finish buying some DVD's I find my car having a DENT in side, most possibly caused the car who parked next to it and has already left the lot. Barely contained rage ensues. Went closer to get a good look at the damage and I find it's had SCRATCHES. Rage turns up a notch. And the worst part, I can't do anything about it. Not a single thing.

And these are not it. These are only the signs! I should have gone to bed directly and sleep it off but Karma always has a soft spot for me. I find my dad waiting for me in the living roomglances up to speak to me and business talk ensues. Normal stuff really. Then he springs it on me. After Holy Week he will be going to Dumaguete, Kabankalan, Cebu and Manila ... with ME along for the ride! So all my plans, gaming with boys, going out with my girlfriend, resting a little bit ( because we still have work in Holy Week ) and getting my energies recharged ... all that gone in a puff of smoke.

While I'm not a whiner, this is just a little too much. I keep going on and on in my head ... no WoW, no WFB, no W40K, no WM ... this sucks.

::Hormonal Overload::

These past week I had a case of Last Song Syndrome ever since I heard of the Maximum the Hormones songs. This japanese band is mainly pop-rap-metal, but fuses the genres seamlessly that it turns out a unique sound. It's not for everybody, but if your having a week a as bad as mine, their songs fit the bill.

The first song is Koi the Megalover, one that I have been hearing over my head evey minute. Making monthly report? Koi the Megalover. Sales Meeting? Koi the Megalover. Drive home with radio turned on? Koi the Megalover. It's only just now that the song is slowly fading from my subconciousness. Another one I like about this song is the video, which features an all too familiar friend when I was still studying in Beijing. No names, but the attitude and personality of said friend and main character of the video is uncanny. Even the face is almost the same.

Another is is entitled Zetsubou Billy, and is the first song I heard since it's the 2nd closing theme from the anime Death Note ( must watch! ). I like the transition of the scenes, and gets its essence from the series itself.

Maximum the Hormone is just what I need after this "eventful" Saturday. And yes, Ryo Kawakita, the guitarist rocks! No, let me reprhase that ... Fat Rockers Rule. And the drummer is cute too, hehehe.

Frame of Mind: Numbing Anger
Last Song Syndrome: Koi The Megalover by Maximum the Hormones
Book of the Week: Neverwhere ( the comic book ) by Neil Gaiman
Wnat or Need: Respite