Thursday, December 27, 2007

Happy Holidays?

Christmas has come and gone again.

My excitement for the holidays diminishes a wee bit every time they come around. And I don't think it's related to the diminishing number of gifts I get from friends and relatives.

I'm just not that psyched up for Christmas anymore.

Believe me, I've tried to find some sort of spirit of the holidays. Hell, I was even suggesting going on a little charity run to a local home-for-the-aged with some of members of an online photography group I belong to. Sad to say that idea was squashed due to lack of time. I'll leave it at that, as my opinion about that plan was a lot different than what actually happened.

So here we go. The holidays. I'm happy, to be honest. Just not feeling the spirit. Maybe I need a change. Some sort of new beginning which can light a spark of something inside me. Something that'll make me improve myself and make me reach newer heights which I never bothered reaching for before.

We'll see.

Oh and my good friends got married last Sunday. Kudos to Third and Itin, and may you have a happy life with all the kids you'd want. Maica and I will try to visit you in Sydney if I make enough money. And who knows, maybe sooner or later we'll be following your footsteps down the aisle of a church.

We'll see indeed.

As for you readers of my blog, whoever you are, thanks for reading. I just wish once in a while you'd post some comments or let me know that someone is reading this blog. Sheesh.


Wednesday, November 28, 2007

A Conversation with Myself

The problem with you is that you lack confidence. You fear failure, even with the most simple of things. How can one even stutter at saying something as simple as "Arigato gozaimashite" to a waitress in Japan? You were practicing the damn sentence all the time in the hotel room and then you f*ck up once you get to the actual thing?

Stop being so f*cking afraid of failure. How will you learn if you box yourself in your goddamned comfort zone all the time? Like what one of your good friends said, everyone fails. You just have to be man enough to acknowledge failure and rise up from that failure rather than wallow in self-pity.

So get the f*ck off your seat and start doing the things you have to do. Bust out. Dominate. Be the man you can be, because if you don't you'll just be a f*cking loser. A. F*CKING. LOSER.


Saturday, November 24, 2007


My officemate recently got interested in blogging and even included ad-sense in his blog. Which is great because from what he tells me he's made around $7.10 just because people clicked the ads in his blog.

Then I saw what he was doing as he was customizing his blog. So I decided to browse blogger when I get home. And wouldn't you know it, my blog's template is sorta out of date. So I upgraded my template. It's the same as before only now there's an even easier way of adjusting the layout and adding and removing links. No more of the difficult HTML code which I'm not even that well-versed in.

That's basically it. I'm just waiting for new pictures to be uploaded to my Flickr account. They're pics from the Tokyo Motor Show 2007.


Friday, November 23, 2007

I'm Legit!!!

I was googling my name and I mistakenly wrote "Gani Nanangas" instead of "Gani Nanagas" or "Gani Nañagas" and guess what...

Two hits came out. And it was because of the game that I worked on.

Here's the game's profile on mobygames. You can find my wrong name at the bottom right of the page.

And here's my profile page also on mobygames. You can see it's quite empty.

I'm thinking of contacting them and having them correct my name. Just so I'm even more legit than ever. Hehe.


Sunday, November 11, 2007

Impulsiveness and Tangents

I am an impulsive person. There, I admit it.

I always was impulsive. I rarely get to do something that I planned unless someone else is involved in the planning.

So it was this weekend when I was planning to clean my small desk at home. It was supposed to happen yesterday, a Saturday. Instead Saturday flew by and my desk is still all cluttered.

Today I was just going to bum around and relax some more. Instead since I couldn't sleep this afternoon I suddenly cleaned out another part of my room. Some small shelves that amazingly can still support all the stuff on it. I removed some old magazines which I consider not worth keeping, and found some other stuff I thought I had lost.

Plus I managed to removed a huge pile of dust under the shelf. And that was not planned.

Despite the fact that my room is still a mess, one part of it is cleaner. Next week I hope I get another impulsive attack and clean the desk.

The biggest problem with my room is that I lack space.

Speaking of space, I stayed in another onsen hotel in Japan. My mother's friend, Abe-san, took myself and my folks out of Tokyo for another trip to an onsen. Damn, the room there really impresses me. You can only wear shoes at the entrance. Then it's all barefoot since the room is covered in tatami mats. I'd like to have that for a room when I move into my own place. Have a small area you can leave your shoes / footwear in. Then go barefoot inside the room. Less dirt is tracked in plus it would probably be easier to clean.

In fact I've got the design already stored inside my head.

Now my only problem is finding my own place. Which won't happen anytime soon with what I'm earning right now.

Speaking of which... (I assume you're already getting an idea as to why this post was entitled this way?)

Ah, money. It's not a want anymore, it's a need. You can't get your needs if you don't have the money, hence it's a need.

And if you want to improve the way you live you can't do that without money. And I'm not talking spiritual way of living (though I won't be surprised if you get a spiritual advisor who would charge you for his / her guidance, you know what I'm saying?).

Anyway I'd rather end this hear before I write something I might soon regret.


Saturday, November 10, 2007

Crank Dat

I was looking at some toys in a shop in Akihabara when I was in Japan when out of the blue "Crank Dat" started playing. And out of instinct I started bopping to the beat. Don't ask me how I came to know the dance step...

Actually it's because of a video I saw online about the Golden State Warriors during their recent 2007 training camp. The same song played on the PA and Stephen Jackson, Al Harrington and Baron Davis started dancing. If you look at Al Harrington that's how I was moving (albeit more awkwardly and stupid looking) while I was inside the shop. It's around 30 seconds into the clip.

And that's how it was. The reasons why I probably started dancing were beacuse a) I wasn't going back to that shop anytime soon seeing as how I live in the Philippines, and b) I'd always wanted to try out that dance step while I was actually standing up and moving around. Pretty fun, actually.

Now that I think about it, I hope that store didn't have any security cameras, because if they did then I just gave the security guards a few seconds worth of laughs. Oh well.


Thursday, November 01, 2007


I'll make this quick, since a) I'm just using my mother's MacBook and b) I didn't plug it in so it has 65% power left and draining consistently.

I'm in Japan. I arrived here yesterday, Oct. 31, 2007 and will be staying here until November 8, 2007. I never expected myself to be back here since I really had no reason to return. I guess I decided to fly back with my dad and mom was because it was free. And the Tokyo Motor Show is going on.

Ah Japan. This place is amazing. I wish I could post pictures already but since I haven't cleaned out my 30D's CF card that will have to wait.

Lots of nice cars, lots of disciplined people. I'm sure there are dark spots here and there but if you don't go looking for it I hope you won't find it. Knock on wood.

The hotel is great. It's a business hotel in Shiodome. The Park Hotel Tokyo.

The staff all speak English very well. In fact the lady who checked us in spoke pretty damn well, adding "like" most of the time. Similar to conios in Manila. Damn I don't know how to write the n with a ~ on a Mac.

Anyway that's it for now.

Japan is a nice place.


Thursday, October 04, 2007


The rainy season is back in full force here in Manila. And once again seeing all the flash floods and bad roads it got me thinking again about modes of transporation.

Used to be I had eyes on the Honda Jazz or Toyota Yaris as a perfect car for Manila. But then the rains came and I realized that while those two cars would be good city cars which you can take on out-of-town excursions it still wouldn't do that well once the rains came coming down. Not that I pass by any flooded roads on the way home or to work, thank God. But still. You never know when the route you pass by gets flooded.

So, while I still wouldn't mind owning a Honda Jazz or Toyota Yaris (in that order, of course - the Jazz is still more practical in my eyes) I have a new vehicle which I would think would be the best option for Metro Manila.

The Toyota Avanza. Top of the line. Sure its' base model is being sold as a replacement to the FX but think about it. It's pretty high off the ground, perfect for flash flooded areas. It has a modern 1.5L engine. Some people may say having a 1.5L engine on a vehicle of that size makes it underpowered, but come on. With the advances in today's technology that 1.5L engine can do the job. Besides where do you plan on running your Avanza at over 120kph consistently here in the Philippines? Not even in the expressways can you do that. You'd be suicidal (or most likely an idiot) to run your car that fast in the city streets, be it C5 or some other long stretch of road.

Come to think of it there are a lot of idiots on the roads driving and cutting people off like they were racing for Ferrari in the Formula 1 championships. Twits. But I digress.

Yes, I've realized owning the humble Avanza would be perfect for Manila. Good size and space, enough ride height to tackle floods and not have the bottom scrape the roads on really bad roads. Plus you can carry more gear on road trips.


Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Random Thoughts on a Slow Day

When I die I want the album Takk by the band Sigur Ros to be played in my funeral. And the moment when I finally get buried or interred (I prefer to be cremated) I want the song Hoppipolla to be played. Lovely. Just lovely.

* * *

Colin McRae passed away a few weeks ago in a helicopter crash. His son, another child, and Colin's friend also perished in the crash. Condolences go out to them.

McRae was the reason i watched WRC. He was why I stuck around and enjoyed the races. Then came Tommi Makkinen. Then Petter Solberg.

* * *

On a tangent, Marcus Gronholm and his co-driver have decided that this will be their last year racing in the WRC. Last I checked, Marcus was leading the driver's championship.

* * *

Sucks to be in McLaren right now. From what I've been hearing the two drivers aren't on good terms with each other, they lost all their Constructor's Championship points due to a spy scandal, and Fernando Alonso is trying to find a way out of his contract with the team.

* * *

Greg Oden's out with season ending microfracture knee surgery. Hope he comes back in good shape. He's still young.

* * *

It's hard trying to gain momentum back at the gym. I am going regularly but my workouts are worse now than before. I lift less weight and my stamina is shot.

* * *

Can't think of anything else so far.


Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Which Sesame Street Character Am I?

Got this off Third's blog.

Your Score: Snuffleupagus

You scored 66% Organization, 46% abstract, and 64% extroverted!

This test measured 3 variables.

First, this test measured how organized you are. Some muppets like Cookie Monster make big messes, while others like Bert are quite anal about things being clean.

Second, this test measured if you prefer a concrete or an abstract viewpoint. For the purposes of this test, concrete people are considered to gravitate more to mathematical and logical approaches, whereas abstract people are more the dreamers and artistic type.

Third, this test measured if you are more of an introvert or an extrovert. By definition, an introvert concentrates more on herself and an extrovert focuses more on others. In this test an introvert was somebody that either tends to spend more time alone or thinks more about herself.

You are somewhat organized, both concrete and abstract, and both introverted and extroverted.

I bet you didn't think you were Snuffleupagus. Let's find out why.

You are both somewhat organized. You have a good idea where you put things and you probably keep your place reasonably clean. You aren't totally obsessed with neatness though. Alloyius Snuffleupagus (and all Snuffleupagus') is not sloppy by nature, but he moves so incredibly slowly that it is impossible for him to be totally organized.

You both are about equally concrete and abstract thinkers. You have a good balance in your life. You know when to be logical at times, but you also aren't afraid to explore your dreams and desires... within limits of course. Snuffy generally has very basic interests, but he explores his abstract sensitive side when he plays his snuffleflute.

You both are somewhat introverted. Originally Snuffleupagus was very shy and was only Big Bird's invisible friend. However as he has aged he has started to build new friendships with new characters. Like Snuffy, you probably like to have some time to yourself. However, you do appreciate spending time with your friends, and you aren't scared of social situations.

The other possible characters are

Oscar the Grouch

Big Bird

Cookie Monster



Kermit the Frog


The Count

Guy Smiley


I have written many many tests for fun on this site. Feel free to choose another one from my handy categories. If you liked a test, please rate it before continuing.

Intelligence tests (all with answer keys)

The are you Smarter Than a 1st Grader Test Test your school smarts against my 1st graders.

The Proper Urinal Etiquette Test

The State Locator Challenge I'll show you a picture of a state, you tell me which one it is.

The 10 Tricky Anagram Puzzles Test A fun quirky IQ test.

The Following Directions IQ Test The name says it all. Perhaps my trickiest IQ test.

The Take the Jeopardy Challenge Test A great tests for fans of jeopardy. Somewhat lengthy.

"Which character am I" tests

The Your Sesame Street Persona test By far, my most popular test.

The Smurf Personality Test 16 smurfy possibilities. Smurf facts included.

The Your Seinfeld Identity Test Surely the only test here that uses "Kavorka" as a variable.

The Life in Hell Test Which rabbit are you in this Matt Groening (The Simpsons) strip?.

Tests that are actually games

The Real Choose Your Own Adventure Test 29 possible endings. Uses internal links to navigate.

The Survivor Game Great fun for fans of the T.V. show. Complex scoring algorithm.

What will you do for a Klondike Bar? Life and death hangs on each choice you make.

The Morphed Faces (with a reward) test Quick. Kind of dumb but fun.

Let's Play Rocks Paper Scissors Takes less than a minute. Bet you can't win.?

The Murder Mystery Flash Game A dumb addictive flash game I did not create.

Death related test

The Wecome To Your Funeral Test Tells you who attends your funeral and when you'll die.

The Who's Dying First Test See if you are likely to outlast me on this planet.

Would Jesus Die For Your Sins? Short and sarcastic (like me!)

Bizarre compatability tests

The Choose Your Next Planet Test When ours becomes inhabitable, where should you go?

The Would Judge Judy Yell at YOU test? Can you escape her wrath? Probably not.

The If We Were Both Lesbians... Sure you dig my tests. But would you dig a woman?

The Would Zeppo Sleep with you test My very 1st test. Would my cat date you or more?

The Yankees or Red Sox fan test Which team SHOULD you root for. Fun questions.

The rest (or the "Could be deleted any day tests...")

The Do You Know the Muffin Man Test No clue how to describe this test.

The Let is snow? Let it snow test This test will tell you if you like snow. Seriously.

You too can get 10,000 takers The author reveals his secrets to creating popular tests.

The Smokey the Bear Forest Fire Test This test is really pathetic. Don't take it.

Link: The Your SESAME STREET Persona Test written by greencowsgomoo on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Biyaheng Quiapo

Sabado, Setyembre 15, 2007.

Waltermart ang tagpuan. Jeep hanggang Buendia. Jeep hanggang LRT. LRT hanggang Carriedo. Tanghalian sa Savory. Lakad papuntang Hidalgo. Tingin ng mga gamit para sa mga camera. Tingin ng mga ilaw. Tinging ng mga dibidi. Lakad pabalik ng Savory. Pasig Ferry hanggang Guadalupe. Lakad papuntang EDSA. Bus hanggang Mantrade. Lakad hanggang Waltermart. Tambay sa roof deck ng Cityland. Uwi ng bahay.

Sa dinami-dami ng ginawa at nilakad nung Sabado wala akong ibang maisip kundi ang pag-ginhawa ng loob ko at pag-gaan ng damdamin ko. Stress relief, ika nga nila.

Nagsimula ang lahat sa plano. Gusto ni Enzo bumili ng mga ilaw para sa kanyang short film at naimbitahan niya ako sumama sa Quiapo. Payag agad ako (tutal wala dito si Maica kaya kalimitang batugan ako sa bahay kapag Sabado't Linggo).

Nagkita-kita kami nila Enzo at June sa Waltermart Pasong Tamo. Mula doon nagtungo kaming Escolta para kumain sa Savory. Simple lang ang aming order. Isang buong Savory Chicken, isang Pancit Guisado, tatlong kanin, at tatlong Mountain Dew.


Matapos namin kumain dumerecho kami sa Hidalgo. Nagtingin kami ng gamit para sa mga camera namin, at tumingin din si Enzo ng mga ilaw. Nakabili kami ni June ng mga LCD protector para sa aming mga camera. Nakabili rin ako ng blower para panlinis ng camera ko.

Andami naming nakitang mga murang lente at ilaw. Pati na rin mga camera, at video camera. Nakakatuwa sa Hidalgo. Kung umaapaw lang sana ang pera ko ay nakabili na sana ako ng 70-200 na lens ng Canon para sa 30D ko.

Matapos namin mag-canvas ng mga presyo ng mga gamit tumuloy kami sa bilihan ng mga pirated DVD. Medyo magulo at paulit-ulit lang ang mga binebenta nila doon. Kung ako ang tatanungin mas gusto ko na bumili sa MCS kahit mas mahal kasi doon may suki na ako, siguradong papalitan ang mga sablay na DVD at kapag nag-order ako sila ang hahanap ng kailangan ko. Kesa maglakad ako buong hapon sa Quiapo tapos wala ring mahahanap, 'di ba?

Pauwi niyaya ko si Enzo at June sumakay sa Pasig Ferry para masubukan ito. Astig papasok ng ferry. Parang isa akong item sa grocery kasi may barcode sa resibo at yon ang idadaan mo sa makina para makalusot sa turnstile. Nakakatuwa. Alam ko ambabaw pakinggan pero mabilis akong matuwa sa mga ganyang bagay eh.

Manila Post Office

Chocolate Factory


Marami akong nakita sa Ilog Pasig na nakakatuwa. Ngayon ko lang na-realize na andami ko pang hindi nakikita na mga tanawin sa Maynila na gusto kong puntahan. Andami ng mga lumang gusali na masarap libutin. Masarap siguro magkuha ng litrato sa mga lumang gusali na nakikita ko, kaso paano kaya pumunta sa mga lugar na yon? At di kaya delikado pumunta doon dahil karamihan ng mga gusto kong puntahan na nakita kong lugar maraming "squatter". Sayang.

Lahat nga pala ng mga kuha ko dito ay galing sa aking cameraphone, isang Sony Ericsson k750i. Wala kaming dalang gamit sa biyahe (for safety and security reasons) pero mabuti na lang cameraphone ang aking cellular phone.

Andami ko pa sanang gusto isulat kaso parang ambagal ng computer ko ngayon dito sa bahay. Sayang.


Thursday, September 06, 2007


This all began last week. I had a really bad cold, still do actually, and soon the cough started coming. I thought I'd get better soon without taking anything since that's what I usually do when I get colds and coughs. Was I wrong.

It started Tuesday. My voice started getting worse during work. I guess it didn't help that the office was super cold and that I still drank cold water that day. Well by the time it was late afternoon my voice was nearly gone. I could still speak. But my voice was very hoarse.

So I'm thinking this is just a temporary thing. It will be gone the next day. Hell, I even went to sleep early that night just so my body could get more than enough rest. Guess that wasn't enough.

It's Thursday already and my voice still hasn't returned. This has been the worst case of losing my voice I have experienced. Ever. Usually it just takes a few hours or a day for my voice to return.

And don't think I'm having fun bumming at home. It's getting pretty boring and annoying here. Sure I get to play the PC and my PS2, and I can sleep anytime I want. But right now I wasn't in the mood to slack off. I was actually in a working mood. I feel sorta cheated.

I was looking forward to this weekend. I had a few activities I had planned out to help me celebrate the end of a rather productive work week. Now what do I have to look forward to?

I welcome the chance to kick back and get some rest, yes. But it wasn't what I was expecting. And my voice has not improved one effin' bit.

I've started taking medication for my cough and I am hoping to improve my condition by this weekend. I don't know.



Saturday, August 18, 2007

Getting The Proverbial Buzz

For reasons as yet I cannot reveal, I decided to have some beer early this afternoon. A bottle of Cerveza Negra, in fact.

I miss that beer. I'd only had one bottle years before and yet I really enjoyed the taste of the beer. Some people say it tastes slightly sweet. I say it tastes good. Better than San Mig Light or the classic San Miguel Pale Pilsen. It was that good. (Of course going up against Red Horse, Cerveza wins hands down... Except Red Horse has a certain charm and taste that is just so damn good.)

I didn't get any buzz from that one bottle. But later in the afternoon I downed two bottles of San Mig Light. Two. In less than thirty minutes. I got the buzz. And what a buzz.

No, I did not get drunk. Tipsy, most likely. But drunk? No. I still had full control of my mental faculties, and I could still hold my tongue. Reflexes were off but that was it. If I were to drive a car I'd most likely get into an accident. Fortunately driving was not in my plans.

Ah, the buzz. In Tagalog slang, "May amats na ako." But it was the right kind of "amats." It calmed me down. Cleared my thoughts and made me relax to the point that most of my major problems and/or worries of the day suddenly seemed less problematic.

Now the buzz is gone and I can face the shit I was so fucking afraid to face this afternoon. With a stiff upper lip.

Bring it on.


Friday, August 17, 2007

Which Transformer Are You?


Take the Transformers Quiz

Got this off Third's blog. Here's the accompanying text...

Optimus Prime

Optimus Prime is the heroic leader of the Autobots. He is the personification of courage, strength, and integrity. His personal motto is that “Freedom is the right of all sentient beings.”

Like Optimus Prime, you are good by nature. But beware because mischievous thoughts sometimes tempt you. You are inspiring, confident, and a natural leader. The Autobots have chosen well. In addition, you use technology when you need to, but you do not embrace the latest trends.

Dammit. Still haven't seen the movie. And I don't think I am a personification of courage, strength, and integrity. Whatever eh.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Enneagram Test

Your Score: 4- the Individualist

Thanks for taking the test !

you chose BY - your Enneagram type is FOUR (aka "The Romantic")

"I am unique"

Romantics have sensitive feelings and are warm and perceptive.

How to Get Along with Me

  • Give me plenty of compliments. They mean a lot to me.

  • Be a supportive friend or partner. Help me to learn to love and value myself.

  • Respect me for my special gifts of intuition and vision.

  • Though I don't always want to be cheered up when I'm feeling melancholy, I sometimes like to have someone lighten me up a little.

  • Don't tell me I'm too sensitive or that I'm overreacting!

What I Like About Being a FOUR

  • my ability to find meaning in life and to experience feeling at a deep level

  • my ability to establish warm connections with people

  • admiring what is noble, truthful, and beautiful in life

  • my creativity, intuition, and sense of humor

  • being unique and being seen as unique by others

  • having aesthetic sensibilities

  • being able to easily pick up the feelings of people around me

What's Hard About Being a FOUR

  • experiencing dark moods of emptiness and despair

  • feelings of self-hatred and shame; believing I don't deserve to be loved

  • feeling guilty when I disappoint people

  • feeling hurt or attacked when someone misundertands me

  • expecting too much from myself and life

  • fearing being abandoned

  • obsessing over resentments

  • longing for what I don't have

FOURs as Children Often

  • have active imaginations: play creatively alone or organize playmates in original games

  • are very sensitive

  • feel that they don't fit in

  • believe they are missing something that other people have

  • attach themselves to idealized teachers, heroes, artists, etc.

  • become antiauthoritarian or rebellious when criticized or not understood

  • feel lonely or abandoned (perhaps as a result of a death or their parents' divorce)

FOURs as Parents

  • help their children become who they really are

  • support their children's creativity and originality

  • are good at helping their children get in touch with their feelings

  • are sometimes overly critical or overly protective

  • are usually very good with children if not too self-absorbed

Renee Baron & Elizabeth Wagele

The Enneagram Made Easy

Discover the 9 Types of People

SanFrancisco, 1994, 161 pages

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you wanna know MORE?

so check out, what Wikipedia says about your type...

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or do you prefer to

You are not completely happy with the result?!

You chose BY

Would you rather have chosen:

  • AY (EIGHT)
  • CY (SIX)
  • BX (NINE)
  • BZ (FIVE)

  • Link: The Quick & Painless ENNEAGRAM Test written by felk on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

    Monday, July 30, 2007

    Time Is Running Out

    It has been weeks since I last wrote anything in this blog. During the span of time that I was not able to write anything down a lot of things have happened.

    I have grown a year older, for one. I've been walking God's green earth for 27 years, and as I begin my 28th year I realize a lot of things.

    Time is running out. That line so f*cking applies to me right now. So many things to do, so little time to do it. And it's not just because I've got really crappy time management skills, oh no. I've gotten better at managing my time recently. Balancing work and shit and home and shit and lather, rinse, repeat.

    But time IS running out. On a lot of things. I'm not getting any younger. Have a lot of things I want to do before it would be too late. I've been exercising in the gym religiously nowadays, wanting to extend (hopefully) the number of years I have left. Then I am also saving up for the day when I settle down (hopefully with Maica). Sadly my impatience is getting the best of me. I want results from working out, and I want them now. I want money so I can move out on my own and get married and I want it now.

    Sadly life doesn't work that way. You've got to work at what you want, and work I will.

    But time is running out, and that's all you need to know.


    Sunday, July 01, 2007


    In a few days (eleven specifically) I'll be turning 27.

    This will be my first birthday without my maternal grandmother (God rest her soul) and it will be the first I will be spending without my girlfriend, who is in America.

    Sucks. But then, that's life. You have to accept some things and just make sure that you have the means to prevent whatever you don't want to happen from happening. Sounds gibberish, I know.

    What am I trying to say? I don't know. I just feel my birthday is coming up and I have so many things I am suddenly thinking about. From work, life, relationships, and religion. Things I normally don't think about, things which I used to take for granted.

    It's time for a change. Time to grow up. I've been saying this time and again and yet I still don't change that much. Well now it is time to move and move.

    I'll be doing some things these coming weeks which I've never done before. Maybe that's why I'm so damn anxious. Plus I have to renew my license, not a big deal but when I think of that other thing I will be doing these next few weeks then I start to worry. Time management. Ah shit.


    Monday, June 18, 2007

    The Metric System


    I'm stronger than I thought. Imagined.

    This morning I went to the gym. Did the usual workouts, with slightly heavier weights. Why? So my muscles can develop. Anyway, I'm using machines instead of free weights. For the legs (hamstring and quads) I set the weight at 30 now. For calves at 40. Chest press and low row are at 25, and shoulder press at 15.

    Here's the thing. I always assumed the weights were in pounds. No problem, I have no qualms admitting I'm a weakling. So for me to be chest pressing 25 pounds, or even calf raising 40 pounds would be amazing. My shoulders are weakest, I can only do 8 reps for the first set then just 4 for the second. At least I was making progress, because I started at the shoulder press machine lifting just 5.

    Only the weights weren't it pounds. The weights were in kilograms. I just found out this morning. So I've been lifting a lot more weight than I was expecting. Hence I am apparently stronger than what I was willing to give myself credit.

    Even the triceps pushdown. I'm pushing 15 KILOS for 10 reps first set and 7 reps second set. Now I know that may not be much but it is a big improvement.

    Sheesh. Kilos. Apparently only the dumbbells at the gym are in pounds. And this morning I was able to lift 20 pounds in concentrated curls. For the left arm 6 reps first set, 3 reps second. The right arm is weaker, 6 reps first set, 1 rep second.

    Ah progress. I'm stronger than I thought, and now I think I'll push myself a tad more.

    Now if I can only lose my goddamned stomach flab...


    Monday, June 11, 2007


    I'll be "shooting from the hip" and writing down the first thing that comes to mind, with minimal editing so here goes...

    "Steal My Sunshine" by Len (thanks Dylan for telling me the band name) is playing in NU107.5 and it has been a really long while since I heard this song. Years. If I remember the MTV, it had this happy looking guy and this girl doing the vocals. The girl looked liked a battered girlfriend of the happy looking guy, if you ask me.

    Just got two Sigur Ros CDs from HK courtesy of my mother. Yes, I listen to Sigur Ros. For those interested, they're a group from Iceland. Nice music, a far cry from what I usually listen to. But I do enjoy their music, and I have to credit a book I read for opening my eye to this band. The book is "Some Kind Of Monster" by Joe Berlinger with Greg Milner. The book is a behind the scenes look at the making of the Metallica film "Metallica: Some Kind of Monster" (which I've also watched and own a copy thanks to Maica). There was a part in the book that says that the remaining members of Metallica went to a Sigur Ros concert and were blown away by the band. So I looked up Sigur Ros... and liked the music.

    Anyway Maica left for the States again. Sorta pissed off and depressed. This shouldn't be happening. But the die has been cast, yadda yadda yadda. We've both got to do our best to resolve whatever issues are keeping us apart. And believe me, we are resolving them.

    That's all. For now.


    Friday, June 01, 2007

    Which Supervillain Are You?

    Got this off Third's blog.

    Your results:
    You are Mr. Freeze

    Mr. Freeze
    Dr. Doom
    Lex Luthor
    Dark Phoenix
    The Joker
    Green Goblin
    Poison Ivy
    You are cold and you think everyone else should be also, literally.

    Click here to take the Super Villain Personality Test

    My Views...

    I can be overly opinionated and very critical of things, people, issues, and other things. But I choose not to. Why bother? Everybody has an opinion and some are more vocal than others.

    I choose not to be as vocal. Or not be as vocal to people I don't really know or give a damn about. Because what should they care what I think? And why should I tell them?

    I've encountered lots of people who will just jump in on any conversation and offer their two cents. This I find rude, specially if they think they are the absolute and only authority on the subject matter. Just freaking annoys the living (and watery) sh*t outta me.

    And these people act so damn arrogant, what's up with that? If they think they're better than you they won't even try to get along with you. No thanks, I'd rather not associate with people like that. I've learned how to get along with others, but I draw the line with arrogant sons (and daughters) of soulless b*tches.

    I'd rather not get my already short temper up with people like that. I let them be, but stew inside because the world is unfair. Unfair because those vocal, arrogant people usually get ahead of me because lets face it, people in power love seeing "ambitious" people. The latter are usually ambitious not because they want to be the best, but usually because they just crave the power and the glory and the fame. They don't even have to be good at what they do, they just have to look like they're good.

    Image is everything, substance is nothing.

    Sadly I am more of a substance person than an image person. I'd rather let my actions (and works) speak for themselves. Because I know if I brag or become arrogant, people who are better than me (and I do know that there are more people better than me in higher positions) will see right through the act and look at the work I do. And I'd rather walk the walk than talk the talk.

    Anyway enough of that rant, it is Friday today. TGIF (Thank God It's Friday) and, as I learned from my mom, SHABU (Salamat Hesus At Biyernes Ulit).

    Everything seems to be falling in place these past few weeks. The "stars are aligning" and all that jazz. My head's getting clearer as to the things I have to do these coming months. Now all that's left is for luck to help me out. Big time.


    Tuesday, May 22, 2007

    Something Light...

    I've been slacking on my gym commitment. Last week I only managed to go once, the week before, twice. I did have some valid reasons (I stayed up late at work Thursday night and was too tired come Friday, I was lazy, it was election day and I was out of town).

    Speaking of elections, I once again did not. Still haven't registered myself as a voter, still have no plans to vote. I'm pretty sure there are those who would say it's my duty as a citizen to vote, and that I should not complain about the government running this country because I don't. But...

    I pay taxes. I have just as much a right to bitch and complain about the government I AM FUNDING WITH PART OF MY SALARY than the person who votes who gets to play with MY HARD-EARNED MONEY.

    Anyway back to the gym. This week I'll try to go my regular thrice a week. I was supposed to go today, Tuesday, with my officemate but I'd rather sleep and rest. I can go MWF. I'm varying the program I initially got. Why? Because it's getting boring. I'm changing some exercises, increasing weight in some, decreasing reps in some, and varying the intensity during my cardio.

    It's tiring, specially since I always complain of lack of sleep. I do lack sleep but try as I might, every night I just cannot sleep earlier than 11pm. Dammit.

    So what's the point of this blog? Nothing.

    I'm just stretching my fingers while working. Back to work, then.


    Saturday, May 19, 2007

    Got this off a forum I frequent (actually its my high school class' forum) and I answered it at the office while waiting for my renders to finish. It is currently Saturday, May 19, 2007 at 2:32am. Yes, I'm still at work.

    "ok. so you have a movie made about your life. you need a soundtrack.

    here are the rules

    1. Open your library (iTunes, Media Player, iPod, Winamp etc.)
    2. Put it on shuffle.
    3. Press play.
    4. For every question, type the song that’s playing.
    5. When you go to the next question,press the next button.
    6. Don’t lie and pretend you’re cool just type in what song really came out"

    Here's how mine went... I copied this directly off my post at the forum.

    "sali ako. i'm still at work, it's 2:25am i've got nothing to do but wait for my renders to complete before i composite them... most of the lyrics i got online. sorry sa mga maling lyrics.

    A. Opening credits:
    Dream Theater, Awake - Voices

    "'Love, just don't stare'he used to say to me every Sunday morning"

    B. Waking up:
    Jimi Hendrix, Experience Hendrix - Red House

    "There's a Red House over yonder, that's where my baby stays..."

    C. First Day of School:
    Metallica, St. Anger - Some Kind of Monster

    "These are the eyes that can't see me
    These are the hands that drop your trust
    These are the boots that kick you around
    This is the tongue that speaks on ths inside
    These are the ears that ring with hate
    This is the face that'll never change
    This is the fist that grinds you down
    This is the voice of silence no more"

    ah, teen angst...

    D. Falling in love:
    Sandwich, 4-Track Mind - Everyone Suspects

    "Everyone suspects, you're always the last to know..."

    E. First song:
    Megadeth, Countdown to Extinction - Architecture of Aggression

    "Great nations built from the bones of the dead,
    With mud and straw, blood and sweat,
    You know your worth when your enemies
    Praise your architecture of aggression."

    F. Breaking up:
    Sandwich, Thanks to the Moon's Gravitational Pull - Right Now

    "You know what I want to do to you
    You know what you want to do to me..."

    seems apt...

    G. Prom:
    Pinwheel, Pinoy Blonde OST - Masayang Kalungkutan

    "Hindi inaasahan pangyayaring sa ating inaasahan" (or something liket that)

    WTF?!? i don't even listen to this album anymore... damned iPod...

    H. Life:
    Homebase, Cafe Del Mar Volume 14 - Dzihan & Kamien

    pahamak, i haven't even listened to this song yet. seems interesing, though.

    I. Mental breakdown:
    Metallica, S&M - The Call of Ktulu

    purely instrumental... puwede... puwede...

    J. Driving:
    Eraserheads, Anthology - Superproxy

    "sawa ka na ba sa mga hassle sa buhay mo
    ayaw mo na bang mag-isip para sa sarili
    tinatamad ka ng bumyahe
    ang gusto mo'y nakahiga na lang"

    puwede rin...

    K. Flashback:
    Faith No More, The Platinum Collection - I Started A Joke

    "And I looked at the skies
    Running my hands
    Over my eyes
    And I fell out of bed
    Cursing my head
    For things that Ive said"

    astig. lovely coincidence.

    L. Getting back together:
    Eraserheads, Anthology - Tuwing Umuulan At Kapiling Ka

    ika nga ni Dylan, "I swear I didn't rig this."

    M. Wedding:
    Jimi Hendrix, Experience Hendrix - Dolly Dagger

    "Here comes Dolly Dagger
    Her love's so heavy, gonna make you stagger.
    Dolly Dagger, she drinks her blood from a jagged edge...
    Been riding broomsticks since she was fifteen
    Blow out all the other witches on the scene.
    She got a bull whip, just as long as your life.
    her tongue can even scratch
    the soul out of the devil's wife."

    er, i don't know if this is a good sign or what...

    N. Birth of a child:
    Corrosion of Conformity, Wiseblood - Wiseblood

    "When I was young some wise fool told me
    live & learn but nothing comes for free
    so I did what I could when I was able
    to keep the truth away from our table"


    O. Final battle:
    Corrosion of Conformity, Deliverance - Señor Loco

    "So hard to be a fighter when your hands are always tied."

    guess i lose the final battle.

    P. Death scene:
    Black Sabbath, The Best of Black Sabbath - Electric Funeral

    "Reflex in the sky warn you you're gonna die
    Storm coming, you'd better hide from the atomic tide
    Flashes in the sky turns houses into sties
    Turns people into clay, radiation minds decay"

    sa wakas, a black sabbath song! and perfectly timed, too...

    Q. Funeral song:
    Homelands, Cafe Del Mar Volume 14 - Nitin Sawhney

    WTF?!? FDNA!!! patalo... first time i've heard this song too...
    parang ayos naman, sounds latino (should it sound latino?
    just copied this album from my officemate)

    R. End credits:
    Dave Matthews Band, Listener Supported - Two Step

    "Celebrate we will
    Because life is short but sweet for certain
    Were climbing two by two
    To be sure these days continue,
    The things we cannot"

    puwede na rin. feel good closing song for a strange life."

    Thursday, May 10, 2007

    I Would If I Could

    Right. It's 11:23pm and I'm at work waiting for some renders to be done. Looks like I'll be staying here for the night. Not that I mind...

    I was actually looking forward to this night. I knew the possibility of a sleepover (if you could call it that, more like workover) at work was high, because I need to finish something for a project which is due tomorrow.

    After a good dinner with my director and colleague I was ready to hit warp speed with what I'm doing. I had a plan of attack, and I knew how to resolve the problem.

    Except my stupid workstation doesn't want to cooperate.

    Understand, this is a pretty cool PC. It's fast and it's built for 3D. Dual core AMD processor, 2GB of RAM, a video card dedicated to doing 3D (one of them nVidia Quadro super expensive video cards that work well with Maya but isn't for games). But my PC is a lemon.

    Ever since I got it it has been rebooting on its own, very sudden. Batch rendering in Maya isn't reliable as it can't seem to finish a whole batch render. Either it gets a fatal error or it says the rendering is complete, when in fact it is not. It won't even render sometimes.

    So what am I getting at?

    I'm pissed, and frustrated. My old single core PC was more reliable than this crap-heap I call a workstation. The sad part is this is only happening to my workstation. My officemates with the dual cores all have reliable PCs.

    I can't even render simple particles right now.

    And here I thought I could finish what I was supposed to do.



    Tuesday, May 08, 2007

    Updates and Randomness

    This is it. It's been quite some time since I posted anything here. And I just recently posted a link to find out what kind of pie you are (I was mud pie - yum yum).

    So it's time for another installment of updates and randomness.

    • For starters I've been "religiously" going to the gym three times a week for the past how many weeks now (I think it's been five or six). I still haven't lost much weight, probably because my eating habits remain largely unchanged, but my stamina and overall feeling has improved. I don't get short of breath that often and I feel lighter on my toes. Thanks in large part to the fifteen minutes of cardio I do before every weight training session. Next up? A new program dedicated to improving my physique so I can play basketball a lot better.
    • Met up with my high school classmates for dinner at Dayrit's. They finally met Maica and after dinner I followed to Ferds' house for some beer drinking and catching up. Most were surprised that Maica and I have been going steady for the past eight years. And I was also surprised at how much we've changed, physical and attitude-wise, over the years.
    • I recently had my hair clipped off. Gone are the long "locks" of hair I once had, and replaced by bristle like hairs. Why'd I do it? The usual answer is because of the heat, but honestly? I don't know myself. It was a spur of the moment decision on my part.
    • A surprising, and happily welcomed, event that has happened twice to me recently was that I dreamt of my grandmother who passed away. And now the dreams I see her in are what I would describe as happy dreams. Not dreams where I wake up sad or pissed off that she's gone. So I guess that means I've finally come to terms with the fact that she's gone.
    • Work has been the same. Same old, same old. If only I could write about what I really thought, I would. But let's just say I can't. And if you like metaphors, this stone is starting to get a little mossy, if you know what I mean.
    So that's it for now, I guess. Gotta catnap before work starts since I'm still trying to catch up on sleep. If anything of importance happens, I'll most probably blog about it.


    What Kind of Pie Are You?

    Nicked this link off of a discussion group in Flickr...

    You Are Mud Pie

    You're the perfect combo of flavor and depth
    Those who like you give into their impulses

    Monday, April 16, 2007

    Scenes From A Memory

    My impulsiveness (if there is such a word) reared it's ugly head again Sunday.

    I decided to try and archive my old negatives from my SLR shoots. Its a tedious task and I hate tedious tasks. But since I wasn't doing anything that day, and I was feeling productive (since I had to store water for the house that day also since our help was out) I decided to give it a shot.

    It was nice to reminisce about old photographs. It was nice to see the development of my technique, and the improvement of my compositions. At least for me they were improvements.

    It also reminded me of happier memories. Like the time October 2005 that we celebrated my uncle's 25 years of being a priest. I volunteered to be the official photographer for his celebration and I used three rolls or so of film. I saw those three rolls and archived them. Then the next roll I find and archive I see his lifeless body staring out through the glass of his coffin. He passed away almost exactly one month after his celebration of cancer.

    I'm just glad I was able to ease his pain because when I sent him the pictures of his anniversary my father said it brought a smile to his face.

    Then I also saw pictures of my grandmother who passed away last year. I took some portraits of her at our garden when she was still strong. I saw the photographs of her and gave them to my mother.

    I also saw our dead dog, my favorite dog who passed away last October.

    Memories. Some good, some bad.


    Wednesday, April 04, 2007

    Yearning for Freedom

    Yearning for Freedom
    Originally uploaded by Gani.
    Just this morning I deleted most of the pics I uploaded on Flickr. Don't ask me why. I just did.

    Maybe because I no longer have a pro account and my pics were over 200? Maybe because I just got a new DSLR and would like to start all over? Maybe because (perish the thought) I'm getting bored with Flickr?

    I still want to shoot. I still love to shoot. Its just that my priorities have shifted. Drastically? Dunno. But I *am* getting older and I have lots of other priorities that I have to attend to (like the gym).

    So I guess I really don't know the real reason why I deleted the pics. It could be a combination of the above, I don't know.

    Anyway look out because I'll be shooting again, but the uploads will be less frequent. And the pics more selected.


    Wednesday, March 28, 2007

    Pagbaba sa Bundok

    Sa dalawampu't anim na taon na buhay ako marami akong nakilalang mga tao. Iba-iba ang ugali, ang kalagayan sa buhay, ang edad, ang pakikitungo sa kapwa.

    Kaya hindi rin nakakapagtaka na ang dami ko ring nakukuhang kaugalian sa kanila.

    May mga kaibigan akong babae (himala!) na sinasabi na ako raw ay isang coño. Narinig kasi nila ako dati sa ADMU na nakikipag-usap sa isa kong kaibigan na kaklase ko nung high school. Yung kaibigan ko naman na yon ay mas bihasa sa pagsalita ng wikang inggles. May iba rin naman na mahirap sabihin sa inggles na madali sabihin sa wikang Pilipno di ba?

    Natutuwa lang ako na natuto ako makisama sa iba't ibang uri ng tao. Malaking tulong na rin ang paglipat ko sa ADNU (o "AdeNU" sa Naga) dahil dito ako bumaba mula sa aking ivory tower.

    Yan kasi ang mahirap sa magagandang paaralan dito sa Maynila. Kalimitan ay nasisilong ang mga mag-aaral nila sa katotohanan na hindi ganon kaganda ang mundo. Oo at meron ngang immersion program ang ADMU, pero ilang araw lang kayong makikitira sa mga kababayan nating "mahirap"?

    Apat na taon akong nag-aral sa ADNU. Apat. Ang rehiyon ng Bikol ang pangalawang pinaka-mahirap na rehiyon sa Pilipinas. Yon ang sabi sa akin pagtuntong ko sa Naga. Nung unang dating nga namin ng mga kapwa "Fallen Eagles" ko doon ay nagbiruan kami na ang buong apat na taon namin doon ay immersion program. Little did I know how true those words would be. (O ayan, subukan mo nga sabihin yan sa wikang Pilipino)

    Natuto ako makisama sa Naga. Kasi kapag tinuloy mo ang pag-aasta mo na Manileño doon at nagpaka-astig ka, yari ka. Ilang beses ko nang narinig na binabantayan kami doon ng sari-saring mga frat. Mainit sa mata ang mga galing Maynila. Lalo na isang katulad ko na mataba't malaki. Madaling mahanap. Nakatanggap pa nga kami ng "death threat" sa bahay na inuupahan namin ng mga tropa ko. Di nga lang namin alam kung para sa akin yon o para sa pinsan ko.

    Sabi kasi ng sulat "Para doon sa matangkad na nakasalamin na malaki ang tummy..." Patay. Parehong-pareho kami ng pinsan ko na matangkad, nakasalamin, at malaki ang tiyan. Bwahaha.

    Pero yun nga. Ang laki nang pinagbago ng buhay ko nung napunta ako sa Naga. Namulat ang mata ko sa mga katotohanan na di laging nakikita sa ADMU. Bumaba ako sa bundok at nakibahagi.

    Mas mabuting tao na ba ako ngayon dahil doon? Oo.

    Ngayon kasi karamihan ng mga nakikita kong mga nagtapos sa batikang paaralan sa Maynila (walang isang paaralan akong babanggitin, pero may isa sa Taft, sa Loyola Heights, at sa Diliman) akala mo kung sino. Mayabang, matigas ang ulo. Akala mo kung sino. Baguhan pa lang parang boss na kung umasta.

    Yun lang.

    Wednesday, March 21, 2007


    Let's talk about the self-righteous mofos of the world. Those who think they are the absolute authority on whatever topic they say. Those who think that the only way they can be proven wrong is by some accredited expert.

    Those who think that if you don't have the money to spend for a hobby then you are not a serious enthusiast. Those who think that if you are not with them you are against them.

    It's a f*cking free country, you c*ck sucking sons of soulless b*tches. And just because I can't dole out the cash to get the latest, most up-to-date, high tech equipment doesn't mean I'm not serious. Just because I don't attend seminars or classes related to my hobby doesn't mean I don't care.

    Stop putting yourselves up on pedestals. Stop being self-righteous and arrogant because if ever you fall (and you will, you chicken-sh*t p*ssy *ssholes), and you WILL fall. IT. WILL. HURT. Bad. REAL BAD.

    People get hobbies to entertain them and to relieve stress. How they decide to pursue that hobby is up to them.

    I know those of you in the know will wonder why I'm still mad. I'm not (totally). I just wanted to rant. Again.


    Friday, March 16, 2007

    Get Your Gym On

    For the nth time.

    I hit the gym again. This time I'm paying. This time the only excuses I have for not going are either a) I'm too lazy or b) I don't feel too good.

    Because now the gym is walking distance from where I work. Because every Tuesday and Thursday I can hitch with my folks early morning and get off at the gym to work out before going to work. Because I can go to the gym after work, then just walk to Market Market (now you've got an idea where I work and work out) and take the jeep home. Because on Monday I'm using one of the free sessions with a personal trainer so I'll know what to do next time. Because I've gone to the gym twice this week and my body hurts yet it feels good.

    All the reasons to go. And only two reasons not to go. Well three if you count c) I've got a previous engagement.

    But weekdays I have to go. Weekends are rest days.

    And for the amount of cash I'm dishing out I'd better use the membership. Or else I'd have wasted what could have been a die-cast Black Getter Robot toy AND a 1:24 Jada Toys Initial D Mazda RX-7 FD. Two toys I've been saving up for since Christmas.

    So there.


    Tuesday, March 13, 2007

    Posting for the Sake of Posting

    Haven't done any posts recently. Maybe because I've got too many things to think of.

    Like my nth attempt at losing weight. I've signed up with a gym and tonight's the first time I'll work out there.

    Or the fact that a rolling stone gathers no moss. And I'm pretty mossy right now (people who know what I'm saying will know what I'm saying). It will be up to you readers how you interpret this.

    Dammit, I want to blog but I have no idea what to write. Writer's block? Damn.


    Thursday, March 08, 2007

    Which NBA Player Am I?

    Despite the fact that I answered that I was average in the clutch, an average shooter with good ballhandling skills and average rebounding, apparently I'm of the same category as Tim Duncan. Strange.

    Tim Duncan
    Take Which NBA player are you? today!
    Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.

    Sunday, March 04, 2007

    Abandon Ship

    Last night my girlfriend and I met up with a friend of mine, who introduced us to her friend. Her friend was looking for a job abroad, and my friend was just biding her time before going to a job she found abroad.

    What I noticed from the conversation we had last night was the fact that both my girlfriend and my girl friend were both happier abroad. They were earning dollars, they were able to buy whatever they wanted. Stuff like that.

    I'm not saying it's wrong to leave the country. Hell, I'm planning on doing that also. It just saddens me that more and more people are sharing in the sense of hopelessness about this country. It's not that they've given up on the Philippines, more like they've decided the only way to fulfill their dreams is to work somewhere else where they get paid what they are actually worth.

    And it's true. Even I know this for a fact.

    The only difference with me and my girlfriend is that she wants to come back here to retire. I don't. If I find a job abroad and eventually become an immigrant, then a citizen of whatever country I choose to work for then I'm never going back. Vacations yes but to retire here? No.

    I don't care if I'll be able to buy more things with my money here, I've seen this place already. There's no hope. The mentality of the people here is, as long as I can get away with it I will. From basic driving courtesies, to falling in line to ride the bus or an escalator, people will always, ALWAYS try to get ahead. And what for?

    We're all greedy here, and almost no one follows the law because they know they just have to pay someone off if they get caught.

    Not exactly my idea of a perfect retirement place.

    I'd rather go somewhere where people follow rules, are considerate of other people, even if it costs more. It will be worth it.

    Here? No thanks.

    Now all I have to do is find someone who will hire me.


    Saturday, February 24, 2007



    The past few weeks I've had a gradual change of music taste. Specifically driving music taste.

    I know listen to 105.1 (it's mostly jazz, I don't remember the station name). NU 107.5? I rarely, rarely, listen to that station anymore.

    Maybe it's because I've gotten sick and tired of their DJs and how annoying they are. Or maybe it's because most of the local music I hear being played aren't as good as the older local songs. Its either I've heard the song before (a remake), or they're trying to sound foreign (Brit accent, Jamaican accent, whatever), or they're using literary prose as lyrics.

    Where's the originality? It's like the band decided the best way to get noticed in the music scene would be to take someone else's song and use it for their own. I don't care if you changed the arrangement or what, if it's for a tribute album then it's okay. But if you release it as a single from your own album, no thanks. I've heard that song before and it DEFINITELY sounded better than your own version.

    Where's the originality? Taking lines from literary works? Adding melody but using famous lines? Rhyme without reason? Rage against the dying of the light? Why, that's goddamn brilliant! Brilliant, I tell thee, brilliant! I could just take some lines from Shakespeare's sonnets or Edgar Allan Poe's poems and just add a catchy tune and I could be rich, goddamn rich!
    No thanks.

    If the direction of local music is headed towards stuff like that, nevermind. Our musicians now would just become performing musicians. To call them artists would be an insult to real artists who have creativity and originality. I'd rather hear original musical works rather than remakes of old songs. Stop riding on the coattails of those who came before you. *cough*Nina*cough*MYMP*cough*


    Tuesday, February 13, 2007

    Caffeine, Glorious Caffeine

    It all started last Sunday night.

    In an attempt to get a nice night's sleep, I decided to play a game of NBA 2K7 on my trusty PS2, and have some green tea. The tea was so good, in fact, that I decided to have another.

    That was that and the game was over (I won). Then I lay down on my bed and tried to sleep. This was around 11pm. I tossed. And turned. And tossed and turned. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

    Midnight. Toss, turn, repeat. Get up for a glass of water, use the loo, toss, turn, repeat.

    1am. Same old, same old.

    2am. See above.

    Finally I think I fell asleep at 3am. Then I woke up at 6:30am for work. The day was going slowly and around 3pm I fell asleep. Fortunately I was just rendering so I didn't really have anything to do. My officemate, Hec, and I decided to go the local Starbucks for a cup of whatever was strong enough to wake us up. Apparently Hec was also feeling sleepy.

    Enter the tall Caramel Machiatto double shot. Not bad. Wide awake.

    Fast forward to late at night. Still couldn't sleep. Slept earlier than Sunday night, around 1am.

    And now here I am. I've downed two cups of cappucino from the vending machine, at separate times. They keep me going but the drain after the initial rush is getting worse.

    So how will I stay awake? More coffee, please. Vicious cycle, really.


    A Pre-Valentines Post

    Last Saturday, while having dinner at Gilligan's Alabang Town Center with my girlfriend of eight (count 'em - eight) years I decided to take a picture of Maica using my handy, yet sorta annoying, k750i phone. And I decided to use her picture as my wallpaper.

    Big mistake.

    Ever since Maica left for the US last year to try and find a job, I've missed her more and realized how much more important she is in my life. Now she's back here I feel better, but a few days ago she told me she might have to go back to the States. Damn.

    Now I can always look at her, but I miss her even more if I just look at the picture.

    This may sound cheesy to some but the urge to settle down has and is continuing to get stronger in my head. Yes, settle down. Get married, have kids, live our own lives.

    But I can't do that here, not with the way the country is going.

    Manny Pacquiao will be running for office. So will Richard Gomez, Teri Onor, and a whole slew of "actors" and "actresses" who know nothing of governing people. They're all in it for the money. Sigh. Politics is a way to get rich in this country, to hell with the people.

    So I want to settle down but not here. I hear you get better chances to immigrate to Canada if you're married. Hmm.