bored nasad

i am not sure if i have posted this song before. but it's the current one in mind..

this one is Life in MOno by Mono.

The stranger sang a theme,
From someone else’s dream
The leaves began to fall
And no one spoke at all

But I can’t seem to recall
When you came along
Ingenue,Ingenue,
I just don’t know what to do

The tree-lined avenue
Begins to fade from view
Drowning past regrets
In tea and cigarettes
But I can’t seem to forget
When you came along

Ingenue,Ingenue,
I just don’t know what to do
Ingenue, I just don’t know what to do x5

parking is hell

i dont know since when, but i coined that term parking is hell when i began to realize how hard it is to park.. it is "quick thinking" multiplied by 200. well i guess im overreacting. but case in point, lunch time, today. both me and my friend found it hard to find parking and it was 12:30 noontime. sucks! oh yeah., people were crammed up in the FREE parking zone. hehehe... and like a whole fleet of guerilla humvees plus the AFP (aah.. i hope i dont get sued) can fit at the P15.00/hr parking area.

well anyway. Good if there is a parking lot. but what if there is none? that's when your Hawkings sharp wit ought to start thinking... try thinking after a few bottle of beers and at 2am. haha *kids dont try this at home.. or at a highway with cops at least.

why the hell am i blabbering about parking lots? they cut down all the trees just to create a new parking space.. hmm. that is another issue, and probably someone else's.. oops. before i get mis quoted here, i am pro nature too. i love snorkeling at our place in the south, and yeah i LOVE the fact that it used to be a fish sanctuary and like fishing is regulated. hmm. i remember when me, my cousin and a friend tried our hand at rowing a banca (a small row boat) kinda like what Pocahontas used when she thought the village rules were too strict..lol (for the full story. email me).. anyway, the banca experience.. yeah.. so like there were other fishermen around us, and we were just rowing and rowing.. in circles that is. until we noticed we are already swept far away from the house.. but it wasnt a panicky case so to say. we can always jump and swim.. or walk.. it was i think just above our hips anyway. so that's what we did, and we dragged the poor boat lol, back to the shore adjacent to the haus.. but it was already like half a kilometer away..

then we noticed someone hiding from the trees. he stood up and shouted at us.. something like (you got some weed to spare???) naah.. he told us what we were doing, he asked if we were fishing.. that's when we knew that we were walking on a fishing sanctuary.. oops.

so there. ah. i forgot the thought of this whole thing. i was supposed to blog on the cool music i was listening to.. but i guess that was 10 songs earlier. lol. it was by the artist Tenshi , song is goureylla. now im listening to Bother by Corey Taylor.. =)

back to parking. or, if you'd rather, lets go back to hell. ahhahah

no really, parking is hell. people from cebu can relate. i went to CCMC this morning to have my medical checkup ( a pre employment process.. guess what, im no scumbag anymore, so i guess i should stop listening to the Ramones now huh?) . back to the hospital. yeah., and i know that it's so hard to find parking in that place. You see, most of the structures are built pre-abundant-private-car days.. lol, and the government ought it to be like it was during the spanish era.. oops.. another anti goverment thought.. anyway yeah, maybe they want to preserve the cityscape. well what the hell.. know what i did? i went to a mall about 500 meters away. parked it there and walked back to the hospital. hehehe smart? or maybe i just tore a page from "A Suicide Bombers Handbook: A Guide to Mall Bombings" .. but i guess they wont let it all blow up and go to a hospital no?

so there. that's what i did. then it was lunch time, i skipped back to the mall and grabbed my car and drove to back to my former ofc(for the clearance form) . after that , the lunchtime scenario i mentioned earlier happen. (somehow i feel like this is a tarantino film.. or scriptwriting).. after a few blood spills later... i am supposed to go back to the hospital to get my results.. its 2pm already. (u know how hot it is to walk downtown in 2pm, CEbu. if u dont, contact me, i will show u around)..

again, i went to the hospital. u know what i did? i parked to the mall again. cool. well im talking about the mall..

MAdlucas by The Breeders is playing now.. ooh yeah. i want to cut my wrist. hahahha





emptiness pulled me down
that's when you came into town
the radio kept me awake
dj talked about chances to take
how was it like to run
my friend it feels like a gun
it must be the wine
and i know what isnt mine

i will drive
drive you far away from here
and make sure you understand
that i meant what i said
yea i meant what i said

the months dont matter
save it for ever after
days go by 24 hours at a time
jesus if this isnt a crime
id spend one more day
alone, today
screaming in my face
i am done here.

falling in line is harder than falling in love

whoa,. im done with my nbi clearance. getting ready for a new job sucks. you have to complete all the requirements.. =( but its all good..

View From The Top

how do you see me from the top?
do u think i have no feelings?
lest you forget you were from here to
so dont start pretending

i am having so much fun looking at you
its a nice view from here
i can see all the things that torture you
you are not the color blue

so before i begin to say
how much hate there is in a day
dont be so stupid
cos you dont look good on top.


i dont know i wrote this just now.
lol.

just so you'll know

just so you'll know.. im not all about writing stuff, playing music, drinking beer..
i play bowling to.. lol.. see pic below

look how excited i am to play bowling.. lol.. and for the love of god, that is not my handbag. hahahaha

bloggadocio

dear blog,

i am no longer feeling so low as i have felt the last couple of months. i finally signed for a regular job.. at Bigfoot. my 1st company.. =)

i am also feeling a bit replenished and a bit less restless, because yesterday... i just bought my 4th accoustic guitar. hehehe =) hey, i dont have the 3 now.. so its not like im keeping all of them here and having them displayed or put to sleep...

i have felt so confused these past few days though. i am torn, between signing for Bigfoot Global Solutions or for PODD. both companies have their share of pros and cons... Adding to the confusion, today, i was called for an interview for a higher position. =(

to ease out of the things in the real world., i played NBA.. ehhehe


kudos to me, and thanks to my sis for the guiiiiiiitaaaarrrr!! =)


always,
erik

Panglao Island

here's a pic of me skimboarding. Panglao Island, Bohol. i think this was taken summer 2004.

cheers to the pills..

"Purple Pills" - D12

[Chorus]I take a couple uppers

I down a couple downers

But nothing compares

To these blue and yellow purple pills

I been to mushroom mountain

Once or twice but who's countin'

But nothing compares

To these blue and yellow purple pills

[Eminem]

Cool, calm, just like my mom

With a couple of valium inside her palm

It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve

To roll up on you like Christopher Reeves

I can't describe the vibe I get

When I drive by 6 peopleAnd 5 I hit

Ah shitI started a mosh pit

Squashed a bitch

And stomped the foster kids

These shrooms make me hallucinate

Then I sweat till I start losing weight

Till I see dumb shit start happenin'

Dumber than Vanilla Ice tryin to rap again

So bounce, bounce, c'mon bounce

I said c'mon bounce

Everybody in the house with a half an ounce

Not weed I meant coke dumb ass sit down

We don't bullshit, better ask around

D12 throws the bomb and's dashing town

Bizarre, your mom is passing out

Get her ass on the couch 'fore she crashes out

[Kon Artist & Kuniva]

Fuck that, someone help Denaun

He's upstairs naked with a weapon drawn

Hey Von

You see me stepping on these leprechauns?

It gotta be acid cuz the X is gone

Ya I took them all dog with some parmesian

And I think my arm is gone

It's probably numb

Young, dumb, and full of cum

And I think he 'bout to swallow his tongue

Scary ass it was a false alarm

You think I'm 'bout to die when I just got on

So stop acting stupid

You so high

That you might wake up with a guy

On some new shit

I think I did too much

This substance equals cups

Red pills, blue pills, and green

Big pills (That's ill)Mescaline

[Chorus]

[Hook]

Dirty Dozen

80 of us

Shady brothers

Ladies love us

That's why our baby mothers

Love us but they hate each other

They probably wanna take each other out

And date each other

Some-, something, something, something

Something, something, something, something

[Proof]

Pop pills

Pills I pop

Pop two pills

On stilts I walk

Snorted two lines that were filled with chalk

Thought it was Incredible I killed the Hulk

I wanna roll away

Like a rollerblade

Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days

And when I'm old and gray

Look for coke to smoke

I overdose

When I pack up my nose with coke*cough cough cough*

Am I supposed to choke

Had an accident when the Trojan broke

Ahh, poor baby

Born by whore lady

And I'm gonna strangle a - (You're crazy!)

[Swifty]

I pop four E's at one time

And I don't need water when I'm swallowing mine

(You got any shroom?)

Does Bizarre smoke crack?

We can't get job

Because our arms show tracks

Why the hell you niggas think I rap?

I do it just to get your company hijacked

If you like smack

Then I might too(Swift, chill)

I just wanna get high like you

And I don't give a damn if they white or blue

Speed, shrooms, down the valiums

Even smoke weed outta vacuums

I just got some and I'm going back soon

[Chorus]

[Bizarre]

I'm at rave

Looking like a slave

High off chronic

Gin and tonic demonic

Body smelt like vomit

Pussy poppin', acid-dropping, dope heavy guy

Heroine mescaline pencilneck, wanna try Blue pills, golden seals

Got Bizarre actin' ill

Drugs kill (Yeah, right)

Bitch I'm for real

Shut your mouth you dirty slut

You know you want it in your butt

I'll put it in your cunt

Let Bizarre nutt

[Chorus]

*vanity issue*

im wondering. if i should stick with 2006, or go back to the 2005 look. hehe., hmmm....

i dont proof my blog. please bear. =)

* just when i finished writing my blog, TAmbourine Man was played on the radio... hmmm

untitled

it's another one of those songs, poetry, blabber that goes "untitled". i am not the first one and certainly not the last.

i pressured myself. tuned in to an oldies station, dimmed the lights, and poured in a glass of wine. but all these hype and mood-ing(the word escapes me now), got me into untitled.

i wanted to write something about writing.. when i started composing words way back highschool (i guess), i only write them in my head. so that no one else can read them. but that wouldnt work, cos i myself would forget about it in a instant. i was also inspired/influenced by a famous filipino lit, the florante and laura, and wrote a similar poetry myself. it didnt go past 5 or 7 verses. i wasnt impressed by it, but i remember i showed it to my sister and she told me it was good. now that "journal" is gone. so goes the characters. lol

then i started writing about the people i meet. not necessarily physically and ultimately not necessarily exisiting ones. i aint psycho lol.

i started writing about impressions of people on me. i have this theory that people dont exist until you at least exhausted one of your senses, or at least you know someone who did. i will discuss much about this in person. over alcohol.

time ticked. and then i noticed that a lot of other people are writing as well. my cousins,relatives, friends, colleagues and complete strangers. i begin to notice that it is quite interesting to hear people's ideas or projected feeling thru their work.

then i became more interested in writing poetry. i have read some of the pocketbooks we have, like Lochinvar, and the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam.. which is grand by the way.. poetry in the the guise of songs however also got my attention and i embraced it. i would easily memorize song lyrics and song chords, but mostly lyrics. i would look for striking points. i would try to identify what the singer/songwriter is trying to say.

remember Dangerous Minds? teacher tells the student about Tambourine Man, a song by Bob Dylan(i studied his songwriting as well).
"Hey mr tambourine man, play a song for me, im not sleepy and there aint no place im going to" - what a nice way to get by insomnia.
but what about - "all my senses have been stripped, my arms cant feel the grip, wait only for my boothills to be wandering".. drugs.

true or not, i am not in the position to confirm or discredit the thought. and there is Stairway To Heaven, that i went thru listening to the backmasked pieces... and there's Hotel California.

well anyway. point is, there is so much things to read, so many thoughts to figure out, so little time. i wrote a few "songs" myself. i have made an album before. a fictitious one. a band name, an album name complete with tracks which i so wrote the lyrics... =) but i thew them all away..

i used to write and not care about what i write. ( well quite frankly i still do, with a little sense of maturity now, and just a pinch of showing off.. lol)

but some time last year, i shared some of what i did to some close friends.. and my buddies in the office. then my friend mark, a great writer himself, told me i should post my poetry on the web via blog, so that people could see and read about them. i was quite hesitant at first (no really., this isnt making it a tagalog soap... lol) but i did create an account in blogspot and posted my "songpoems" *now i have a term for what i do. i posted current ones and the not so new ones that i was able to dig.

there. that is my blogspot success story. i hope i get posted at the index page.

reading other people's poetry, blogs or anything they write is totally entertaining and not a bit less interesting. when i read them, i feel like im eating a quarter pounder at flame it. i dont feel full, but i feel like i have eaten a lot. i can taste the words in my mouth all the way to my head.

i dont know why. i guess that's just the way i take it... i dont know why either, but people fall in love. now it must be the chilean wine.

suck my ending. lol. i am still not an old drunken poet like i always dreamed i would be. i am not the man in leonard cohen's line "there was once a man, who spoke words so beautifuly..." , i am a 25 year old, jobless, ordinary young man.. with eyes like a labrador. lol

cheers!

gloomy thursday

i dont know why, but i feel ultimately low today. it must be the weather.. god, i hope summer's not going to take a week longer to get here... ='(

so instead of drenching my mind with alcohol.. im listening to some really moody music. i always get to the "bring in the cavalry!!" mode. i drag all those moody songs to my player. heheh

Love in December by Club 8
No Ordinary Morning - Chicane
Lux - Northern Lights
Remember Me - Elak
Winter Pageant - Aromabar

and while looking for love in december's lyrics., i came across other club8 lyrics which were ... "sad" as well.. heheh and i thought the song "keeping track of time" was written for me..

you're keeping of time
but who is keeping track of you
your poets get you nowhere
and you know that

=)

here are the lyrics... read and weep. lol

love in december - club 8

so this is love
in the end of december
quiet nights
quiet stars
and i'm here
monday to sunday
cause you're fragile
and i'm weak

so you fall
when the nights grow longer
into sleep
and won't wake up

don't you worry
i'll be there for you
don't worry about me
you know me better than that
i'll catch you if you would fall

so you drift
when the days grow colder
away from me
and won't look back
far away
and i can't guide you
but i'm here
til the spring

don't you worry
i'll be there for you
don't worry about me
you know me better than that
i'll catch you if you would fall

========================

no ordinary morning - chicane

If there was nothing that I could say
Turned your back and you just walked away
Leaves me numb inside I think of you
Together is all I knew

We moved too fast but I had no sign
I would try to turn the hands of time
Then look to you for the reason why
The love we had passed me by

And as the sun would set you would rise
Fall from the sky into paradise
Is there no light in your heart for me?
You've closed your eyes, you no longer see

There were no lies between me and you
You said nothing of what you knew
But there was still something in your eyes
Left me helpless and paralyzed

You could give a million reasons,
change the world and change the times,
Could not give me the secrets of your heart
and of your mind

In the darkness that surrounds me now
there is no peace of mind
Your careless words undo me,
leave the thought of us behind

You could give a million reasons,
change the world and change the times
Could not give me the secrets of your heart and of your mind
In the darkness that surrounds me now
there is no peace of mind
Your careless words undo me,
leave the thought of us behind

i feel bad..

i feel bad i ruined my diet. my childhood friends wed in the chapel near the beach (near our house). and i drank a bottle of beer. =(

hmmm.. the same place where u used to play hide and seek and all that... where it's always girls vs. boys... look now,.., they're getting married. should i follow suit? hahahahah

listening to Destiny by Zero 7 , Further to Fall by Trembling Blue Stars.., now pete yorn is crooning "just another girl"...


i have so many utang blogs. promised myself i would write about philippine politics and my old friend Leo, who just passed away.. cheers man. =) i hope u will read my blog.

philippine politics. and my own state of the nation blog. lol. cant write now, my researchers are still feeding me data. lol. f*** that. im just not inspired.

hmmm the future looks so hopeful.. =)

im listening to some latin grooves now.. Ole'

sometimes i do proofread. but most of the times i dont.

ciao!

and all that jazz...

just got home from a little night of good company and some jazz music at Table7. we went there to support our friend Christine, she's singing... =) it was great but she didnt sing my request , The Closer I get to You.. ='( sad.

i went there with my girlfriend. *wink* and my dear friends from my former office.

so here i am.. listening to my collection of Pure Jazz Chillout. hehehe Jose feliciano is currently playing... Light my Fire.. love that song. i tried to do the adlib, before but it's quite complex for me back then,.,., even now. lol

while driving back home this word came across my head. and something's telling me that i should put it in one of my songs... the word is ardour .

http://www.answers.com/topic/ardour

i like it's 2nd meaning.. hehehe. "an intense feeling of love"

* paging everyone / anyone who's reading this blog, can you send me links to your blogs too? its no fun for me reading what i am writing. really.

im like prometheus, whose liver gets to be eaten everyday.. why? i dont know. so it just feels like that. lol. yeah please .. share share share.. =) and while we're doing this... anyone looking for a web designer? hahahah part time will do ,.


tomorrow is another day.. i am really bored with what im doing now. well, it's what i am not doing that's boring me. i have this strange urge to go somewhere. don't we all? i have this craving for meatballs too. =P drinking beer in small amounts is relatively unhealthy to my "writing sense".. read from top to bottom for reference. lol

there, i just changed my mp3 to miss riddle by boz scaggs. i have it, i have it, i have it,


Hey Miss Riddle, I'm stuck in the middle again
I don't know how but you've got me playing both ends of a game
I should know all about but you came and turned inside out
Hey Miss Riddle, I'm stuck in the middle...again.

It's a long way home, it's late and yet we pretend
It's a long way home, you called last night "just friends"
So cool, so clear(?), so nonchalant, so absolutely what I want
Hey Miss Riddle, I'm stuck in the middle again.

I've heard a lot of talk about
how you were sizing me up,
A line or two you've dropped about
but don't let me interrupt
Your game, Miss Riddle, I'm stuck in the middle again.

I've found out why those birds go looking for spring
I've found out what those dizzy heights can bring
'cuz I've found your lips are awfully nice
one stop south of paradise
Whatcha say Miss Riddle, I say we do it again.

Hey Miss Riddle, I'm stuck in the middle again
I don't know how but you've got me playing both ends of a game
I should know all about but you came and turned inside out
Hey Miss Riddle, I'm stuck in the middle...again.

Whatcha say Miss Riddle, I say we do it again.
It's a long way home
Whatcha say we stop it.
Whatcha say we drop it.
Whatcha say Miss Riddle,
I say we do it again


i dont have the mp3 for this one,. havent even heard this song but the song title is captivating,. and the lyrics.... just read.

Been thinking 'bout you all night
Guess you got me in your spell
But I think that I'll be allright
Even if I don't get well....
Hey, Miss Sun,
What could I say
I tried to hold you but the moon got in the way
It won't be long before the morning has you back in my arms....

I can still remember
What you told me with your eyes
One kiss
Now it's down to this
Guess it's time you realize

Hey, Miss Sun, what could I say
I tried to hold you but the moon got in the way
It won't be long before the morning has you back in my arms
Has you back in my arms.....

Hey, Miss Sun, what could I say
I tried to hold you but the moon got in the way
It won't be long before the morning has you back in my arms
Has you back in my arms.....ooh.... ooh.... ah.... ah....ahh

Yeah..... yeah, yeah ,yeah

Hey , Miss Sun,What could I say
I tried to hold you but the moon got in my way
It won't be long before the morning has you back in my arms....

One kiss is what I need.....
One kiss.... give it to me......
It won't be long until the morning has you......
Won't be long until the morning has you back in my arms......

One kiss....I realizeOne kiss....
I can see it in your eyes

Oh, it won't be long before the morning has you back in my arms.....


* all of them arent my writing... i wish they were. =)

"Love is a force of nature"

love is a force of nature. so goes my friend's nick in msn.

there are so many implications to such a statement. but before that, i would have to say that it struck me, and that i agree.

for one, love cannot be controlled. though it can grow through time, like the rising water level (lol). i wouldnt know if my general idea of LOVE is the accepted general interpration in webster and the whole universe, but i have my own bounds to it.

this guy, seeing this girl for the first time, and makes him choke and vomit his saliva out. that is LOVE. sometimes it is the honest feeling that simply you just want to see the other person again... the longingness. the agony. oops screw it. =P

like the movie wicker park. this guy (josh) with the perfect wife-to-be, and career had to go back to the place where he once met the girl... the girl who took his heart away.

LOVE made people write beautiful songs. Love or the lack of it, actually, made people write. Like the forces of nature, it comes unpredictable (although we have developed systems to *predict it, but still insufficient)... , it can also come like a gentle breeze or a strong wind, that could either bring you cool comfort, or tragedy.

LOVE. made me write this blog while my mind is walking on a tightrope. im trying to juice out the romantic in me lol, while listening to the darkest music by Massive Attack.

LOVE scared the blue meanies away, in the movie Yellow Submarine.

LOVE (of writing, and of slacking, of music and the love of doing things later) made me forget about breakfast, and hopefully not my lunch.

LOVE for me is so much more than what i can begin to write about. it cannot be explained. it is more than the strange reaction of my senses to the AM7 chord.

ciao