however, there's also the little matter of the soundtrack to ted's accident.
nice dream. by radiohead. from my favouritest album ever.
incidentally, i'm on the bends lss mode. particularly, sulk.
however, there's also the little matter of the soundtrack to ted's accident.
nice dream. by radiohead. from my favouritest album ever.
incidentally, i'm on the bends lss mode. particularly, sulk.
shocking news greeted me the other day as i got on the elevator with several officemates. one of our colleagues passed away the night before due to a heart attack. the guy was just a few years older than me.
it was a sad day for all of us.
i didn't know my officemate that well, but with our office the way it is (geographically speaking), people we know however slightly become fixtures that decorate our lives. i had one game against his team in our bowling tournament last year, yet every time we bump into each other at the pantry, we kept ribbing each other about our game. our ties might not have been as strong as chains, but they're like wisps of cotton that comforts because they're there. and now they're not.
that even mere acquaintances are feeling a keen sense of loss is somewhat a testament to the way he has lived among us. and maybe it is through this loss that god is teaching us what may be lacking in our own personalities. but mostly, i think god is teaching us how to be basically human - reaching out to other people not for any reason other than that they are also people.
god bless you lee van.
it was only last friday that i felt well enough (at times) to plug my ipod to my ears. but sheer boredom loves company, and i had just downloaded new stuff on the pod. like s1 of how i met your mother.
aside from being a comedy, and witty at that, the striking thing about it is that ted, the lead character, is my age. like, really. granted, he's a few months older, but it's rare to find a show that has a lead character my age. i always feel they're either too old, and as life went on, too young.
plus, it's the life of a single guy, in nyc. so, i'm not a guy, and i'm not in nyc, what do i have in common with ted? i've not even been in any relationship like he has. but he has four friends in the show, which kinda reminded me of my own group of friends when i was 27. (or to be more accurate, when i was turning 26). unlike ted, there were three girls and two guys in that group. lily-and-marshall were my other best friend and her now-husband. barney would be my best friend, who, while not as comedically bad as barney, is adventurous in her own right. robin would be the newcomer guy, who went to the same uni as the rest of us but only really hung out with after lily-and-marshall became an item. and needless to say, he could have been the one, but probably not for me.
that year i became 26 was probably the most emo year i ever went through. i was coping with big change professionally, struggling to graduate from grad school, and learning about dating for the first time in my life. actually, all the angst stuff went on until the next year, and a necessary lifestyle change put the brakes on that situation. again, needless to say, things did not work out as hoped, and love was one of the many things that frustrates me up to now.
but like ted said, these are my mistakes to make, and i had to make them even if i knew they were mistakes.
and now, time to start on season 2.
ok, i promised, and i intend to deliver this time, contrary to all expectations. i never considered myself lucky. i wasn't very good at games, i nver won anything big like a car or even a fricking cellphone. but evidence has been building up until i could deny it no longer. i was lucky in my own way. i really had to admit that when i realized i won a palm m105. wtf?
but a few years after that incident i still bemoaned the fallacy that i was unlucky. i got tickets to a movie premier once while listening to magic, and when i became a dedicated follower of klite i reckon i won a lot of prizes. but i'm getting ahead of myself now.
the klite cd box set was probably the biggest prize i ever won in klite, specifically on the morning brew. i didn't even win it the first time it was raffled off, i think as another anniversary promo item. it's not as collector-worthy as the sting cds i won on my 25th birthday (damn, that was five years ago?) but the sting cds i could have gotten anywhere. not the cd box set.
obviously the set came with a box, like you'd expect. but it is so flimsy that i threw it away in a fit... i kinda miss it in a way, but i'm well rid of another piece of junk in my room. but the cds, man. the songs probably represent all that i love (and some of what i hate) in rock music, and the station. pearl jam. blurry. third eye blind. sheryl crow. incubus. man, if maroon 5 had already been making waves st the time, they'd have been on the cd. most of all, the songs represent my life in music. i just can't say it enough, klite and i are soulmates. and like all good things, the relationship had to end.
so, thank you klite, for this cd box set and the sting cds, the couple of vcds, and the numrouse movie tickets you gave me through vito and mylinda and anjanette and whoever else. thank you for letting me watch batman begins with one of my best friends, and giving me and excuse to take a guy friend on a movie date (suspense thrillers aren't something i'd pick to watch on my own). thank you for getting me and my two best friends free entrance to tapika to see paolo santos, and giving my friend ten fricking passes to gateway cinema so i could catch some movie with him and our two chaperons (another looooooong story). in fact, thank you for giving me a semblance of a love life, because now that you're gone, guess what? that life is now over. but that's ok. all good things come to an end.
so, it isn't my intention to chronicle every-frickin'-day of my last fifteen days as a twentysomething. it just happened that i'm feeling a bit better than i have since five days ago, and i have a little time on my hands, and i'm holding off the season 1 finale of how i met your mother. and i suddenly saw these:
a large part of my twentysomething years is spent with one ear glued to the radio and the dial pointing at 103.5. if my high school had LS, and the cool college kids (ahem) was listening to NU in the wee hours, my soundtrack for the MBA years was klite. it started one morning, my first month at school and consequently first month living alone for the first time evah! and i was dial-surfing. i couldn't quite catch magic, and i was annoyed with chico and delamar (still am, actually) and i happened on this radio station at the other end of the dial where the music is just right down my alley and the djs were just the right amount of witty. thus began my 5-year love story with klite 1035.
...five years? but the story started six years ago!?!
sadly, kids, every love story has to end sometime. and no matter what the books say, it always ends in death. november 2006, i was astounded to hear vito (my favorite dj of all time) make the announcement that the morning brew was signing off for the second time (looooong story). after eleven years, the station itself was closing down and being made over. though the loyal army of listeners probably isn't half as many as those rushers, we were a pretty decent lot, and we were... loyal. and i think i speak for everyone by saying no other station was ever like klite. like, no one else had that eclectic mix of rock and not-quite-pop spanning even as far back as the 70s (or 60s, if you count the doors). i still miss the feeling of hearing maroon 5 (before they got teenage-girls-popular) right next to hall and oates and sting. damn.
klite would have celebrated its thirteenth anniversary two (or three? i forget now) days after my birthday. i kinda regret now not taking the 10th anniversary tickets my friend offered me for my birthday three years ago (there were guilt-inducing circumstances) and if i had a chance i'd really love a similar music- and booze-filled night this year. except that i'm not very aware of any such similar circumstances at this time. anybody got any ideas? and tickets will be much appreciated ;)
oooh, btw, i actually attended a klite anniversary bash four years ago and i told the story here.
other people would be hung up on their age. never me. but with time passing rapidly and the days till i hit the magic number decreasing at warp speed, i find that i am way too obsessed with age. although for my part, it's the regret that i'll be without an excuse to stay immature. because somehow, hitting that big 3-0 comes with a certain... something that behaving in a manner less than responsibly will seem like an insult to the wisdom that comes with age.
i have always deplored my tendency for inaction. (if there's any consolation, i don't have to be bitter about grad school anymore, because i finished.) but i feel like i missed out on so many things that i could have done. some are little things, that are more like way-of-life as opposed to single events. like, i'm not fully exploring career options. or, i've not gone out on gimiks with friends more often. i've not gone out more often, more like. and there's that delaying the driving lessons thing. and that whole hoopla on love and relationships. i've barely scratched the surface of twentysomething independence, and it's being taken away from me.
maybe the reason i'm thinking too much about the implications of the impending birthday is that too many things are coming to a head all at the same time. i just finished grad school, so no more reason to put everything else on hold. reorg at the office made me think more than twice on my career direction, and whether i still wanted to hang on or finally let it go. then, losing the guilt over grad school should have been my ticket to doing more of the things i wanted to try. and i'm feeling a deadline because it's a little less becoming to stay at home dreaming when i should be mature enough to take action.the point is, i'm not ready to be thirty.
but there's nothing i can do about it.hold on, is "mental-blocked" even a proper phrase (or compound word or whatever)?
i got home early today because the office declared a semi-half-day, which pegged quitting time at 3pm. so i've been spending enough time on the internet clicking on the usual suspects, and i was running out of stuff to read. i did come across baddie's post this afternoon, which prompted me to think of my own rainy day pet peeves, which in turn reminded me that i almost had another klutz incident this morning.
...
(stopped current train of thought because it's getting really lame.)
...
then i came across jewel's blog, and i am reminded again of another dilemma of sorts.
ever since i decided to create my latest blog at wordpress.com, i've been (un)seriously contemplating migrating my main blog from blogspot. sentimentality aside, i am reluctant to move from blogspot because it is the only one that provides an email backup of my posts as they are published. and in my experience, the sidebar html widget is much more user-friendly than wordpress html widget. i was seriously pissed that this was the only site i could show off my last.fm artists and recent playlist using the flash widgets - multiply, lj and wordpress failed massively. and my plurk widget only worked here. in fact, blogger wins at widgets, period.
however, wordpress (and i'm using the free hosted one) has a lot going for it as well. it has more themes (blogger is seriously lacking in themes); there are "pages" which are similar to posts except that they aren't constricted by the date; there's a cool spam filter; there are "categories" and "tags"; and it's compatible with gravatar. the clincher, however, is the "read more" (or "summary") option (though i have to admit livejournal is one-up with the lj-cut). installing this option in blogger takes a bit of patience, some css knowhow, and a lot of hits and misses.
there are a few things that aren't found on either platform which i really really like, such as lj's multiple userpic (i haven't used up all 15, and my lj friends have lots and lots more on their paid accounts). lj also has a nifty lj user graphic, such as this one:under_crisis. it also has several fields besides the post title and tags, such as music, location and mood (and moodthemes are customizable!) and all of these can be specified if you emailed your blog post. best of all is the lj-cut, which allows the author to hide several non-continuous portions of the post.
expert bloggers have probably worked around my complaints and devised how their platforms could work for them. but i'm no expert, and i don't have the patience to get into the nitty gritty programming. so i'll just keep on wishing that someday blogger will create their version of the lj-cut, and i'll be the happy camper forever. or until the next hot platform comes along.
last.fm has not given me a headache in the last few weeks. recently, i noticed that some tracks kept appearing in my scrobbles list and they were last played on the ipod over a month ago. so i had to reset the play count on the ipod itself. wonder if it'll work. and the site was recently overhauled, and is sporting a clean, new look. methinks every audiophile should seriously think about going with this application. i love how ne-yo is slowly creeping up into my top 5 artists. lolz.
speaking of favourite artists, no. 6 is (surprise, surprise) smashing pumpkins. i loved this band since today, but i found that i'm not that big a fanatic because i only like about half their songs - at least the half that i'm familiar with. i recently added their greatest hits album into the pod, and with some luck managed to single out this gem. it's called try, try, try.
the top song in my ipod is ne-yo's closer, followed closely by because of you. now that is a big surprise, though the playlist cleanup may be partly to blame, because i usually don't go rnb when i could go alternative. a few spots down is this lovely depressing song by little bit, called forget about me. it asks the question: why don't you love me? which coincidentally is a question i've been asking in my mind a few short years ago toward a certain person. at the risk of being accused of sour graping, i still want to know the answer. dammit.
i think i regret not paying more attention to lifehouse's concert here, based on the few reviews i bothered to look at. but this song from who we are on constant repeat more than made up for my loss.
i finally succumbed and bought the first book in stephenie meyer's twilight series. i lent it to my dad and he promptly returned it - that's how easy it was to read. i haven't tried reading it yet; i think i want to savor it and save it for a rainy night. also, i didn't want to be interrupted while daydreaming about robert pattinson i'm in the middle of an exciting part.
oh, and i bought tracey thorn's (everything but the girl) solo album from last year. it sounds just like ebtg without ben watt. whatever.
moodswings are weird. only yesterday morning i was lighthearted, but it seems the events that transpired since then have given me much food for thought. today, i struggle with the confusion that has stuck with me over the last few weeks.
i thought finishing graduate school will help me at least get an idea where i'm going. months after everything has been settled, i find that i have no fricking idea where to go from here. i still feel underqualified for anything. more to the point, i have no inkling at all what kind of work i'm suited for.
i don't know why i won't give up my actuarial career track. my knowledge isn't even current. but just like the scraps of paper i still keep in memento boxes, i can't seem to let it go even if i know i won't make it to fellowship.
on the other hand, career change is scary. i've long wanted to work in UN, but again, i don't know what exactly i'm suited for. it's times like these that i envy my former officemate, who decided to shift to another career four years ago. i could have done it then, too - we were in the same boat - but i was too scared to make the first move.
i've always been the wait-and-see sort of person. almost everything i do has been thought out and debated on at least a hundred times. but there have been instances that i could have acted with haste and gotten better results (hindsight is always 20-20). i'm betting this is one of those times.
money's a bitch. especially when you don't have much of it.
over the past several weeks (months?), i've been putting off logging my bank transactions into my financial worksheet. the file was last updated beginning of march, before strama took over my whole world. with my shaky financial standing and my spendthrift ways, i knew i had to reconcile my allowable expense with my actual spending soon, or else chaos will ensue. the lesson i learned a few years ago was a costly one, and i only just finished paying for the consequence.
today i finally progressed a major step, which was track my "petty cash" account. taking down five months's worth of transactions seemed overwhelming, especially when i get home at night and i just wanted to surf the net. but i knew putting it off will only cause me more headaches, so i finally took the whole bunch of slips to work, sorted them by month, and worked on them after lunch. voila! i'm one step closer to reconciling my accounts.
but the really tricky part is still ahead of me, which is distributing the cash into the several sub-accounts i devised. even now i know that the allowance will turn out negative, because of all the spending i did during strama. i'm disappointed, because i really wanted to have extra money to finally invest in mutual funds. but that's life. hopefully i'll manage to plan the next four months to pay back all my debts to myself.
another meme from ladybracknell, who i think has posted several in the last few days. hehehe.
Shuffle your player and select the first 20 songs that come up. Post the first line of the lyrics and have your f-list guess the songs.
i only listed those songs that i actually knew. i have 5000+ songs on my pod, and i have a lot of albums i haven't even listened to in full. or at all.
yes, i know, nos. 5, 13, 19 and 20 should be dead giveaways. what can i do.
some of these were actually covers when they appeared on the shuffle; i need the original artist. track no. 4 was a cover by paolo santos; no. 9 was done by brownman revival; no. 15 was a live concert performance by alanis morissette; no. 20 was a performance by brooke white on american idol.
this is a meme I've seen do the rounds at lj a few weeks ago, but never found the time to do myself. then a high school friend posted it, so i thought i might as well.
The 100 list:
yesterday was my graduation day. after six years of bluffing my way through, with three of those years devoted to the struggle that is my strategic management paper, i finally got my degree. and if i wanted to, i have the right to add those three letters to the end of my name.
i didn't have major problems during the graduation ceremony itself, except for my academic gown almost choking me and my cap weighing about as heavy as an anvil. no missteps or major boo-boos. but it was the other stuff surrounding my graduation that gave me major headaches. after i finally submitted my paper, which was late, there was the clearance (an issue i'd rather not discuss). then not knowing if i made the cut, because according to the rules, i should have submitted my paper earlier (though i had the defense before the deadline). then finding the right dress, where normal dress-shopping is already a traumatic experience. then, after the ceremony, it was as if our trusty '94 civic was on strike. just as we were ready to leave, dad discovered the battery was discharged, so we had to have a replacement delivered. then, on our way home, we landed on a massive pothole on the slex and got a running flat. imagine all of that accompanied by heavy rainfall.
i hope to write about all the different details soon. the subject matter from the speeches during the ceremony were inspiring, though not enough to spur me to write extensively. i'll try to get back on my feet in a couple of days.
wahahahaha! i succumbed!
in view of copycatting from baddie, and getting bored with twitter, i set up a plurk account. like i need another username-password combo.
is anyone else on my friendlist, aside from baddie, who's on plurk? please let me know. better yet, friend me? (desperado?)
for lack of a better name, i'm calling this the shabby chic challenge. (but i hate it, so i'll probably change it later on. be warned.)
objective: to discover cheaper alternatives to (my) favorite food items, which are usually expensive (i have a spendthrift attitude when it comes to food, and it was the leading cause of my previous ballooning credit card debt problem - but that's another story).
to quote an officemate (who quotes a popular tv ad) - 'sing sarap, pero 'di 'sing mahal.
affogato: a coffee-based beverage or dessert. "affogato style", which refers to the act of topping a drink or dessert with espresso, may also incorporate caramel sauce or chocolate sauce. - wikipedia
i first encountered this drink at starbucks around 3-4 years ago. the way starbucks made it, it was actually a blended ice drink (either vanilla or chocolate cream) and the espresso shot is added last, creating a beautiful drip pattern down the side of the plastic cup. it's no longer in their regular menu, i think, but the baristas can make it if you place an order. at today's prices, the tall cup probably costs around 130 pesos.
now, even a spendthrift like me will balk at shelling out 130 bucks every visit - i do work for a living, and i don't have a trust fund to fall back on. if i had to spend that much, might as well get a mocha frap.
cheaper alternative # 1: granita (aka ice coffee at 7-11 or mini stop) - i could be wrong, but a 16 oz glass from the convenience store could set you back 30-40 bucks. whatta deal. the coffee experience granita used to cost 50 pesos, about 8 years ago. no idea how much it is now.
cheaper alternative # 2: ice cream and brewed coffee - this is if you want to stick closer to the definition of affogato. i tried it this morning, and it was a pleasant change from the typical brewed coffee we get at mcdonald's or jollibee. an a la carte order of sundae cone + brewed coffee will set you back 45 pesos. if you're having a breakfast meal at the aforementioned fastfood chains, just add 15 bucks for the ice cream.
cheaper alternative # 3: the ultimate cheapskate - get the ice cream cone from mini stop, which was 14 bucks a year ago, and a nescafe 3-in-1 (or san mig 2-in-1) for 6 pesos. better yet, just steal the 3-in-1 from your officemate. prepare the coffee, then dump the cone into it.
disclaimer: i am not affiliated with any of the brands or restaurants mentioned here. but i wouldn't mind if i got compensated for advertising :D
i just finished watching made of honour on my ipod. i was supposed to see it on the big screen with a friend from work, but fate intervened and the girlbonding got busted.
still on a high from last night's school of rock gig. (coincidentally, i loved that movie.)
then i read my pinoy blogosphere mail and got the biggest surprise.
now, i don't have anything new to contribute to what has already been written, so better just read it yourself.
all i can say is, it seems raimund's segue last night may have more meaning than i initially thought it did.
it would be a really brilliant 30th birthday gift. kahit next year na yung u2.
ah, the joy of being without guilt.
special mentions:
- urbandub riffing a new tattoo (god i miss that song)
- raimund singing masilungan, then changing the lyrics to the first verses of alapaap. panalo! long live the eraserheads!
because just the other day i've been approached by not one, but two people who for some reason don't have enough money to get home.
http://www.bloggingpinoy.com/?p=138
btw i'm now a member of blogging pinoy, so please check it out.
i've successfully ignored my yahoo inbox for several days now, and it just occurred to me that i might want to check it out. good thing too, because i got a message that prompted me to look up the mtv asia website.
the mtv asia awards is on again, and we have four excellent bands vying for favourite artist: chicosci, sandwich, sponge cola, and urbandub. personally, i'm supporting urbandub, which is one of the most underrated bands in the country. but if you don't quite dig them, vote for the other three acts and let us show our appreciation for their contribution to the local music scene.
you will find voting links to all four artists here, and even widgets and email links to get your friends to vote as well. the winner will get to perform in malaysia, and while i'm really pulling for urbandub to have that honor, all four bands deserve to show the world what we've got.
(at the risk of excessive fangirling, i have to declare that lalay lim is one of the best female bassists ever. she can give myrene academia a run for her money, not to mention a lot of the male bassists out there. that's how good she is.)
just one day short of my first month on last.fm, i'm doing some cleaning up. in fact, i'm writing this post while taking a break from deleting scrobbles. there can only be so many plays of foo fighters' the pretender that i can honestly admit to. i don't think i can own up to having 700+ plays of the foos on my ipod since i bought the ipod, let alone since i joined last.fm. but i'm getting tired of the intense mouse-work deleting entails. we shall see.
current playlist:
mariah carey, touch my body. i love the video, which features the geeky guy from 30 rock, one of my favorite comedies. i'm not going to admit to anyone that i have a girl crush on sexy mariah. nope, no way.
sting, ...all this time (the live album). i accidentally hit play on one of the songs and it all came back to me. this is one of my favorite albums ever. i have to look for the post (way, way back) that says why.
ne-yo, because of you. unlike my classmate rain, i can probably stand a guy who doesn't know ne-yo. as long as he loves either sting, u2 or radiohead. preferably all.
best buddy mike has been bugging me about watching the farewell run of avenue q since more than a month ago. because i suddenly have all this free time, i agreed. but we didn't finalize the schedule until last thursday, and i had to get the tickets too (hmf). so despite the threat of heavy rains last saturday, i got on the very convenient bus going to cubao and got off at the ayala mrt station two hours later, eagerly anticipating the afternoon ahead.
i'm very tempted to expound on my inconsistent appreciation of the theatre, but i won't. suffice to say, i enjoy witty comedies, and this play really delivered it for me. i think i loved that i was a part of this audience. we all laughed at the right spots, and clapped after almost every song. the intimate setting of the carlos p. romulo auditorium certainly helped. not to mention the actors were very good, especially the puppeteers. i regret not seeing rachel alejandro portray her award-winning part (yes, she won a best actress award for this last year!) but i think carla guevarra-laforteza was very good at it. many people agree with me too. the thing that struck me most is the hip swing she does when she's playing lucy t. slut. it was the precarious mix of subtle and obvious that puts the extra ooomph into the character, and it's how you know you're dealing with a seasoned theatre actor (miss saigon, duh). and lei's favorite actor joel trinidad is just surprisingly endearing as nicky and trekkie monster - his voice is so versatile. aiza seguerra deserves to go to the singapore run to reprise the gary coleman role too. if for some bizarre twist of fate i'll end up in singapore in october, i'm definitely watching the show there.
one minor gripe, though, is frenchie dy's oriental accent. she's wavering between the chinese "l" and the japanese "r" and i think her character was supposed to be japanese. though as i haven't seen the script i'm not sure if it was not written that way. but she's cute, and christmas eve is adorable.
it wasn't for immature audiences though. besides the f and s words peppered throughout the script and the in-your-face references to subjects not for children's consumption, such as cough*porn*cough, one has to be very widely-read or updated on various subjects to fully appreciate the pop culture references. but i hope people won't think i'm too weird for being amused at the idea of two puppets doing the dirty. lol.
and because it's categorized as a musical, it has several songs in its aresenal that were very singable and easy to recall. my favorite would have to be it sucks to be me/but only for now (same song, different lyrics) followed closely by schadenfreude (snaps to aiza for the spelling lesson). mike, i'm still waiting for the soundtrack...
it's too late for anybody else to watch it on my recommendation, since the farewell run just ended, but do catch it if you're in singapore in october. and maybe i'll catch it if atlantis decides to put it up again later. but i'll need to get cheaper seats this time.
other reviews: by anton diaz
for further reading:
avenue q official site
avenue q on wikipedia
i've been trying to go on a diet since friday. i failed. i just don't know how to avoid carbs, they're my happy food! especially a nice, steaming plate of pasta. ohhhhhbrother.
whenever my best bud mike and i meet for lunch or dinner we usually end up going for italian. this time we tried cibo. and i loved it. i can't remember the names of the dishes we ordered, but show me the menu and i can point them out. we started with a mozzarella & asparagus something with toasted flatbread. the spread was being a little difficult and wasn't as salty as i really wanted, but still a hit. the bread was nicely done. then we had a something salad with arugula, yellow bell peppers, and pine nuts with some sort of vinaigrette dressing (which i initially thought wasn't there). ohhhhman, it was good. just the right amount and tartness. then i asked the waiter for a pasta dish with a mix of red and cream sauce, and was given this shrimp thing on penne. i could die right then and there, i couldn't get enough! but those three dishes proved to be enough for us after all, and we walked away happily full. not the buffet-gorging sort where you wonder why you ate that much. we were very very satisfied.
oh, and we were listening to urbandub live while eating. can't beat that!
current playlist:
keane, under pressure
fall out boy, grand theft autumn/where is your boy
u2, i still haven't found what i'm looking for
the cardigans, erase/rewind
x-posted on blurry landscapes
my dear aunt always warned me about showing off my gadgets while on public transport. there's the danger of getting my phone or my mp3 player stolen from right under my nose, or, like what happened to me once, dropping the device and sitting on tenterhooks waiting for the people to get off so i can search on the floor (thankfully that one ended well). and if she had known just how much i depend on my mp3 player while on the bus, she'd have warned me even more about paying attention to my surroundings. well, this time, she didn't need to. i found out on my own.
the problem with traffic in the philippines is that if the driver doesn't act like he's king of the road, he'd end up as the whipping boy. from buses to jeepneys to the tricycles (the frailest motorized public transport in the world), each has to assert its own supremacy on the road to the detriment of the unfortunate slow car that blocked its way. regular commuters on the provincial line can only shake their heads and hold on to their seats whenever the driver weaves in and out of the obstacle course that is the slex at full speed. so last night, while i was mentally bobbing my head to foo fighters' five songs and a cover, i barely paid attention when the bus made that unmistakable lurch that meant it was overtaking and had to abort. after that i got a brainwave, and decided to no longer endure the cold blast from the aircon vent so i put on my blazer. then the bus stopped at the intersection, i looked up, and i knew that something was wrong.
i used to hate sitting at the back rows of the bus because i had terrible motion sickness as a kid. but now that i've been commuting for nine years, i found that the only thing that beats sitting at the rear is sitting at front with no seatmates. and i just happened to barely catch the bus before leaving the terminal, so i was sharing the last three-seater with another woman and her little girl. and having my earphones glued to my ears closed me off from the world, so i was like "whuh?" when i noticed the commotion at the front of the bus. and however much i listened, i really couldn't get what was happening. after about five minutes the bus moved again, but all the people in front of me alternated between standing and peeking at the road ahead, and talking excitedly amongst themselves. i was still helplessly clueless.
the bus let off a few more passengers, and finally stopped in front of the gate of the military camp in my town. i knew something was up. i finally asked the guy in front of me what was happening. apparently, the bus tried to overtake an armored car and got into a bind, but the armored car wouldn't budge. luckily, the oncoming vehicle from the opposite direction gave way and the bus surged ahead, but the armored car still pulled ahead of us. at the intersection, which is an unofficial bus stop, the armored car blocked our bus and some guy with a rifle came out. and everyone who was supposed to get off obviously scrambled back in fear. i heard from a different witness the even the driver sprang out of his seat after locking his window and the door. it was unclear how the standoff ended, but eventually the armored car pulled away, and the people at front memorized the plate number to tell the police. presently the bus moved again, and my suspicions were proven correct when we turned into the town proper (which the bus never does on the regular trip) and headed to the municipality police station, where the passengers at the front as well as the bus driver and conductor gave their statements. the men in the armored car were detained.
all's well that ends well. ya think? my aunt made a comment about obnoxious armored car drivers who think they're king. i refrained from making my own case about bus drivers who should be driving for ferrari. but the sorry state of the world is that road rage is no longer uncommon. only a few weeks ago a bus driver was shot dead from a road skirmish at edsa. this is not the biggest reason why i'm still ambivalent about driving. i have to wonder, though, why i'm still indifferent about it. i'm worried that i've become so apathetic that i can only summon a token amount of fear when i found out what happened. it makes me wonder if this level of egocentricity (is that even a word?) is still healthy.
i have a new blog. yet again. yes, it's my sixth blog and my sixth platform.
check it out and drop a line: http://lasttrip.wordpress.com
btw, i really like the stock themes at wordpress. at least it's heaps more than the ones at blogger.
so that's what it's called. i've been using my mobile phone, a nokia 6170, for my mobile internet needs, even if i'm at home. our phoneline has a dinosaur 56K dial-up connection, and it can get messy if my dad has to use it or my mum has to make a call. we've been considering upgrading to a dsl plan, but for some reason we haven't made the big switch. which is why i rely on my company-provided smart line, and now on my personal globe line (which just recently offered the 5pesos/15mins browsing thank merlin) for connecting to the internets. now i'm making good use of my previously impractical high plan limit to waste countless hours composing (and not finishing) blog posts, or getting updated on my favorite harry potter fan fiction.
anyway, tethering is the term they use to describe that process of using the mobile phone (connected to the computer through cable or bluetooth) to make use of the phone's data connectivity. whew.
it is now called a plutoid.
whoa what a big surprise. i so did not see that coming. where'd they get that name?
i wonder how baddie's post tipped the vote in favor of the "promotion". me sez if pluto had enough bollocks he'd have spat on their faces. hahahahahahaha.
in other news, some photos from the set of the new harry potter movie have been circulating the internet for several months already. but this latest one has all the fangirls squeeing in delight: a hug between harry and ginny. wooohoo. though we know what'll happen with those two in the future, it's still a great kilig moment. sigh. they looked soooo cute.
naging maugong ang usap-usapan dahil sa patakaran ng kasalukuyang pangulo na ilipat ang araw ng bakasyon na dapat sana ay ngayon. hindi na ako sasali dyan. basta ang mahalaga ay maintindihan ng bawat pilipino kung ano ang nangyari noong ika-12 ng hunyo 1898 at bakit ito mahalaga sa ating kasaysayan. pwede naman nating gawin yon, ke me pasok ba o wala.
nakita ko ang YM status ng isa kong kaklase, at napaisip ako kung ano bang magandang OPM na kanta (kasi kadalasan ay titik ng kanta ang ginagawa kong status). naalala ko tuloy noong nag farewell concert kami sa glee club noong high school, kasi ang huling bahagi ay puro tagalog na kanta. at ito ang isa sa pinakapaborito namin na piyesa.
isang dugo, isang lahi, isang musika
nalito pa ako, kasi alam ko na hindi "isang dugo, isang lahi at musika" ang pamagat nito (kahit yon ang nasa loob ng kanta). ayon sa philmusicregistry.net, ito ay nilikha ni dodjie simon (medyo mabenta ang mamang ito) at kinanta ni richard reynoso sa album niya noong 1991. ayon naman kay eric (http://greyone.blogspot.com/2007/02/idilim.html) eh nanalo ito ng ikalawang pwesto sa isang patimpalak. basta ang alam ko, 1994 noong una ko itong napag-aralan, at ito ay ang version ng philippine madrigal singers. yata.
isang tinig ang aking narinig
minsa'y nanaginip ating mundo'y umaawit
isang himig, pag-ibig ang hatid
ang musika'y batid sa bawat puso at isipikaw at ako, tayo ay Pilipino
isang bansa, ba't di magkaisa?
isang dugo, isang lahi at musika
ang pangarap ko'y bansang mapayapaisang tinig ang aking narinig
pag-ibig ang hatid sa bawat puso at isip
isang awit ang aking dalangin
kristiyano at muslim
magkaisa sa awitin
ang galing no? at sa totoo lang, parang hindi lumipas ang panahon. ganito pa rin tayo hanggang ngayon. halos dalawang dekada na, pero ang gulo pa rin ng bansa natin. sana naman ay matuto na tayo sa mga aral na dulot ng kasaysayan. bow.
salamat kay mahalamanda.multiply.com dahil sa kanya ako nakakuha ng kopya ng kanta.
still obsessing on my (incomplete) ai7 playlist.
still unable to scrobble my ipod on last.fm. why why why why???????? the problem started when i upgraded my software, then the scrobbling became patchy until it stopped altogether, then i upgraded my itunes, then i downgraded my last.fm software. nothing. i'm holding off
upgrading my ipod software though, i tried it today but my connection gave up. whuh. so, that's the biggest annoyance right now, bigger than the revisions. lol.
just posted my summer movie wishlist on my blogspot. so it's no longer summer here in the islands, so what? this is the start of MY summer. i wish there's a portable widget for lists though. so that i can just put them in my lj if i so choose. heh. like i've already managed to configure the sidebar already.
i am sleepy. even if it was already monday (actually, it's tuesday already) i still did my sleepless sunday bit. hurray for long weekends! the next one is probably late august, oh dear.
so good night, i have to brace myself for the new day :D (and the new workweek, traffic is gonna be hell urgh).
i also just bought a new hard disk casing for the 80 gb hard drive i got last year - the one that was in danger of expiring before its time. it turned out the problem was in the casing and not really the hard disk, though i guess its days are numbered with the several drops (oops!) i've subjected it to. and that's why i bought a new 160 gb my passport. with all the movies i'll be ripping for the ipod, i'll probably need the extra storage soon.
which brings me to my next problem, which is a FREE dvd ripper that can rip by chapter. it's for the sting concert videos that i want to rip by song. so, help?
and i just also got into del.icio.us, which is a wonderful tagging device since my firefox bookmark list is loooooooooong. but who knows when i'll eventually transfer them to del.icio.us. bahhhhhh.
these are actually songs in my playlist that i think david cook will totally nail. and who knows, maybe he's sung some of them already. it's not far out actually (he sang collective soul, man!)
i wonder what he'll pick?
i actually had mixed feelings about him winning instead of archie. there is still some sort of stigma attached to the show, and there is the danger of too much pimping and unfulfilled expectations. taylor hicks ring any bells? i also felt a little bad for archie, because he needed the win more than cookie did. but it's done, and i can only hope for the best for those two and the other finalists.
so, my favorite performances on ai season 7:
btw, idol gives back is such a disappointing show performance-wise, but the finale made up for it. especially archie's duet with onerepublic (this is the sort of song david archuleta would do really well in) and the "audition tape" for gladys knight and the pips. jack black you are so hilarious!
songs of the week: david cook, all right now; michael johns, across the universe (grabe caloy naging lss namin to ni anne kasalanan mo to)
i blog because i want to be heard. because i don't feel i'm heard enough in real life. like everything just goes on whether i'm there or just sitting in the sidelines. which i am most of the time.
and i put my feelings out there, somebody hears, but i don't feel like anyone's listening. do i expect too much from people? from some people, who don't even care?
or am i deaf to the people who really care, the ones who listen but dare not speak, for some reason?
comments of the day:
from the blog of rhojmp3downloads.multiply.comcommenter a: ...anyway, that priscilla betetr learn how to LISTEN. listen to other people's side before doing something else.
commenter b: paano naman niya magagawa yan...bingi nga
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and, PUSHING DAISIES finally here! saw the first episode this morning, at 4 am (i missed the primetime). i seriously dig them both. anna friel is adorable! she would've made a good tonks, i think, and we'd have all dissolved in the utter romance of it all.
blah blah blah and all that shite.
this is it, this is the moment, this is the wtfery.
i will not, i mean NOT call lei/mike/whoever and crycrycry again.
...
so please please please let me let me let me
let me get what i want this time
- the smiths
so instead of going home right away since i first felt this weird temperature disparity, i chose to stay. when i badly needed sleep. and with no ready cash. but a few weeks ago, i decided to go home in the midst of a really freaking hot summer afternoon (it was after one pm, go figure) having the same symptoms and i wasn't happy at all. so i decided to try the other way for now, and waited for the free ride home. (because luckily, today, i get a free ride home.).
i should have just stayed home and not spent as much money. too late for that. and to think the initial reason i took a sick day (originally a half-day, but circs have a way of going awry) is no longer itching to make its presence known. it lends credence to the popular school of thought that illness is largely psychological. just when the theory that the little buggers were living the high life in my epidermis has been dashed, once and for all, it's like i'm reborn. but i could have done without the flames from fawkes, thank you.
ok, i've spent two hours sitting like a good lamb in this sofa chair, no complaints. no highlights, either. just some good 'zine fodder and fern's latest teddy chapter. i have at least an hour left to go before i'm saved. ohhhhhh brother.
picked up from wildmagelet. at first i couldn't figure it out, haha. especially since i found myself having a lot of answers in common with hers.
living in a predominantly christian country has its benefits. like having this long weekend before easter. the work week officially ends today, but even better, it's a half day at the office. yay!
omg this is just. too. silly. a result of two hours of sleep the previous night, all-around fatigue, and trying to stay up and study the night away. a saturday night at that.
countdown to an hour
12.02 on my laptop's clock. let's see if i can last an hour before succumbing to sleep.
12.36 i'm still alive, a bit more than barely, though every minute is a test made from hell. started playing my ipod connected to a speaker... "are you all right?" ron asked the beuatiful girl, he know wthat molly would do us in your pants later akoo.
i hope thie se-
dang i hate closing my eyes on my late, somdd
and definete;u you can secon nad straten you hair. it is siend
12.41 (omg what kind of sentence was that????) i kept changing up the songs on my ipod so that i can finally reached his hand, whoever thought to Im[erius her, but that would mean too much, they were plasiging and dad
12.43 i swear i am doing more to this entry, which i shall say, that harry, he know you are no problem. ron and hermione, this is what we cam here
12.44 man sleep... i really need it, after only two hours last niiiiiiiiiiight
it's been a not-so-good day all around. i just want to go home. i'm tired, cranky, and feel so, so stupid. and for the hundred thousandth time, wishing that my strama is over and done with . so i can get on with the rest of my life.
http://www.bworldonline.com/Weekender012508/main.php?id=environment4
meme doing the rounds at lj, nicked from ladybracknell and metawolfmagus
THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. kristin
2. tin
3. definitely not mae
THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. emmerdale
2. politics aside
3. under crisis
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: (this is a bit difficult)
1. that i can carry a computer monitor by myself
2. ?
3. ?
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. that i was never thin (though when i look at my hs pictures now i envy that kid)
2. i get tired too easily
3. too many things vying for this spot
THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. a great part of my family tree goes back to visayas
2. we have a smallish hill behind the house
3. (ngerh brain dead)
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. horror movies. i don't watch them.
2. failure
3. being alone in the world
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. music, especially now that i have my ipod *win*
2. either vito on the morning radio show or dos por dos on am radio
3. coffee
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING NOW:
1. my glasses
2. an orange striped hoodie
3. my orange crocs
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:
1. everything but the girl
2. sting
3. radiohead
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS (RIGHT NOW):
1. umbrella, scott simon's version most especially
2. so sick, fall out boy's version
3. do it, nelly furtado
THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1.
2.
3. (this is the reason i'm not even in a relationship)
TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE, IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER:
1. i'm addicted to harry potter fan fiction.
2. i'm addicted to soda (i'd have said coke, but i don't want to confuse)
3. i'm happy
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. looks like a college boy
2. tall
3. neat looking
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. reading
2. surfing net
3. watching tv
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. not have this strama hanging over my head
2. get down to my strama assignments
3. sleep
THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED:
1. be in a band
2. advice columnist
3. professional beta reader hahahaha
THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. rome
2. london
3. wales (only if chary is with me hehehehe)
THREE NAMES YOU LIKE:
1. alexandra
2. anne
3. remus john :D
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. travel around the world
2. have my mum and dad and aunt and uncles be taken care of
3. fall in love for real
THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:
1. fangirling over cute guys
2. romance novel addict
3. i love big bags
THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:
1. my style idol is ellen degeneres
2. i love gadgets
3. i'm not very girly in general
THREE PEOPLE THAT YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:
1. chary
2. mike :D
3. sirius black hahahaha