I need to find time to study Japanese at least 4 times a week. My Nihongo is rusty as ever! I want to be able to play Japanese Playstation 3 games without the need for translation. Haha. And understand all of Perfume’s lyrics. And of course, watch many anime and Jdrama without the need for subs…
Must find time.
It’s only the middle of the week, and I seriously can’t wait for the weekend - so here’s a feel-good-weekend kind of song from B1A4!
Solo, solo, day!
I want to go on a road trip! Have to get North fixed!!!
I am waiting for the sun to come up so that I can go out and explore the city that I missed. I hate staying at home in the evening because everyone sleeps so early, that I end up trying to force myself to sleep.
I already slept a bit, woke up at 1am to watch a few episodes of Seirei no Moribito, and now I’m back on my bed, fumbling with my phone. I can’t wait to eat breakfast….thinking of puto/sikwate makes my heart skip. Add to that the smell of buwad, and freshly cooked rice! Ga-tulo akong laway!
Now let me go wake my mom up. Hehe.
I used to always look forward to celebrating my birthday because of the parties, the never-ending booze and karaoke, and receiving gifts from friends to show how grateful they are that I exist in the world. Kidding. But really, birthdays have always been more on the happy side, and I welcomed every “Happy Birthday” greeting with a smile and a grateful heart.
As you get older though, the less happy birthdays become. It’s not about the age because age is just a number. It’s because each year you turn older, you get a year closer to your last day on earth. It’s dreadful when you think of it that way, but it is reality. This year, I questioned myself - what am I doing with my life? Have I just wasted my youth away? Am I where I imagined myself to be at this age, back when I was younger? This questioning led to some form of depression, or as my friends call it, “pre-birthday blues”. I was not at all happy!
Me, being emo in the rain, while drinking milk tea…LOL.
And then, friends came to the rescue. I told them I wanted to be alone, but deep inside, I was looking for company. They came right in time, with my favorite green bottle.
I was honestly surprised!
And from that point on, birthday week became as it should be. Happy! And full of activities!
Friday night: Drunken “advanced” birthday salubong at JR’s place
Saturday: Bowling, Dinner at Dampa, and Karaoke
Sunday: Chill salubong at home with friends playing mahjong
Monday: Birthday surprise from PE Team…
…followed by after-office Karaoke at Megapro!
And my birthday ended on a high note! Because I had several “parties” filled with alcohol and karaoke, and received a lot of love and surprises from friends - which made me feel like they were indeed grateful for my existence. Hehe. I was touched. And several times I tried to hold back tears of happiness. Haha! Forgive the cheesiness, this only happens once a year. I have been away from home for a long time. And friends who have always been there are either physically or “emotionally” distant. I’m thankful for new friends from the new team. I will have more post-birthday celebrations with other friends when I get home to Cebu, and when I have money to spend. Until July is over, I will consider each day as my “birthday” and celebrate as much as I could. After all, this is the last year of my twenties - and I don’t want to waste a single day of it!
Happy Birthday to me!!! :)
It occurred to me that I’ve been saying no and putting a lot of things off for a really ridiculous reason… I want to do them “when I’m thinner.”
You have no idea how many plans and invitations I’ve replied to with my standard “Okay, cool! But let me lose some weight first.” It’s idiotic,…
Soo..does not buying clothes hoping I will eventually lose weight (and I don’t want them to “not fit” by then) count?
Ambushed at home by these crazy people. I can’t say I wasn’t touched though. It’s tough having birthday blues, and just when I was on the brink of depression, they knock on the door with a bottle of Jäger to cheer me up. So I’m feeling shitty no more. Cheers to friends! Thank you, I mean it!
Because as much as I can, I try my best to understand and accommodate friends when they need it. Even when it means going out of my way.
When they don’t see the value in that, it feels like shit. Even more when I’m the one needing to be understood, and they just think about themselves. So much for that.
It’s a week to my birthday, and I realized that I’m just growing old, but not growing up. I still honestly feel like the kid I was back in college. One thing I’d really like to change as I turn a year older is my habit of putting off the little things. Like cleaning my room, or doing the laundry. Or paying the bills on time. Things that seem harmless, but troublesome with too much delay.
With that, I resolve to grow up a little bit by doing these little things first.
Because I’ve been thinking too many negative thoughts lately, I wanted to try change things a bit. Like waking up early in the morning, grabbing fancy breakfast, and finally getting a haircut. Which I am about to do once this mall opens.
I realize it’s not so bad to be awake and about in the morning. I just hope I keep this positive energy up until later. It will be another busy day at work (as always).
Just one of those days when you can’t help but sigh. I can’t keep blaming the rain or the weather. I can only blame myself. For being too complicated for my own good. I am one ball of mess.
Breathe in. Deep. Breathe out. Sigh.
What the fuck Tumblr. You had to make me post this twice.
As I was saying, I’m back here because I can’t seem to make up my mind about what I want my blogs to be about. And I have settled with the fact that I can’t keep a blog that’s both personal and non-personal (e.g., trying to gain traffic by posting more interesting stuff that’s not about me).
I’ve been feeling quite shitty a lot the past few weeks, and because I don’t really have people to talk to about things (or maybe I do, but I don’t want to do it in person); and because there are too many people on Twitter, I need an outlet that’s still in a way “social”, but not too mainstream (at least within my real-life social circle). So here I am. Again.
You will still see auto-posts from my other blog over here, but I hope to post more about my thoughts and whatever, everyday. Yes, I just said that. Again.
I hate myself.
The music video of my favorite song from 2NE1’s latest album “CRUSH” is finally out! The video itself has gotten mixed reviews because nobody gets the concept, the camera angles, the lack of sync between the video and the music - but I am forever biased.
I am not a music man, in the sense that I don’t really create my own music – but I am a music man, in the sense that I feel incomplete without it. I can’t imagine life without music. And because I love music so much, I listen to all types of music, from all genres, and in any language.
So much so, when a song speaks the language I grew up with – Bisaya.
The thing about Bisaya music is that it’s…