Recently on Summer

SUMMER. Just a casual Wednesday afternoon in my room with the A/C on, shut lights (except for my lava lamp), and playing some random indie playlist on Spotify to keep me more cozy. I love the dark ambiance of my room, my hideout - trying to avoid the heat caused by the remains of summer. Though, technically, July is supposed to be rainy season, but duh, global warming. Weather is weird lately.

This week is supposedly my last week of internship, however I decided to ditch it. No, just kidding. What excuse can I provide? I don't know, it's just I felt that my system gone malfunctioning and decided to take more naps and stay at home. Maybe pms, I've been expecting it quite a while and it's really stressing me out. I hate its awful and painful side effects. Geez, that's why I'd rather stay on my bed than finish my internship smoothly.



Last Monday was the enrolment for my first semester of my last year as an undergrad (hopefully). The day went okay, except that my oxfords really killed my feet. It gave the bones at the edge of my feet either bruises or redness that still feels a little sore until now. Even my whole body still feels the post-workout madness. I didn't really hit the gym, just the same post-effect feeling. Well, I've been walking whole day. Oh, I got to see Ted 2 last Monday as well. If you're wondering if I would recommend it, two things:

1. If you like plain comedy, just bored with your life, looking for a good laugh, you might want to see it.
2. If you're heartbroken about a lover or past lover, you might find it amusing grieving with John (Mark Wahlberg) and laughing at the same time. Good for laughs.

I started my internship last week of June, decided to because I feel like I needed to do something and I really need to change what I've been doing the past months I started my summer break. Unlike any other kids, internship or OJT is required by their college degrees, mine does not. Basically, I was an intern at a research company during last year's summer and came back for my second summer this year. At first I didn't want to do another one, I just want to unwind and sleep more often than I used to during my third year in college. It was the toughest so far, and I felt real stress during that period.

Unlike my first summer, I felt more comfortable and used to with my internship. I've known faces and names, how-tos, and learned more things. I've experienced different works like recently phone interview which is one of my fears in life. I'm just awkward and feel so introvert talking to various people, especially one-on-one conversations and through phone! At first it was a nightmare, but then I got used to it. Got to speak with bosses and experienced people hanging up the phone and somehow pissed corporate slaves (copying how my cousin would label herself in the corporate world) too. At first it was stressing because I'm not used to phone conversations, worst is when you you need to convince people. Sucks, but at least it's an achievement. I'm extremely ambivert.

To note, I'd miss my co-workers and co-interns, it has been another hell of experience and it kind of help me get through my crisis - future crisis or post-student crisis or pre-adulthood or 19-year-old crisis. Whatever you call it, I still feel unready of how I would live my life path or life career. Still scares me a little bit, but maybe this is normal. As someone told me, it's okay to try experiencing a lot of things, in that way, we can find what we really needed and what we really wanted to be and how we wanted our lives to be.

Also, I'm few pages done with this book that my cousin recently introduced me about. It's basically a coincidence that before she went to this book signing event of its author who happens to like this band I also like for years, I was discussing a lot about them with my cousin, especially their Jewish vocalist. I think I've liked them since the release of their first record. The author named the lead after the band's vocalist and to be fairly honest, she described him almost the exact way that he is. Did she fancy him during their undergrad years?

Post-The 1975 (Part 2)

When was the last time I posted using a physical keyboard? 

Anyway, you might be wondering why there's "Part 2" on the title of this post. Well, it's probably because I've seen the band who started the all-black bandwagon (after The Black Parade) twice already. The last time was two days ago, January 24th. Also, considering it's my second British band to see this 2015 (and my whole life?). 

The first time I saw The 1975 live was a free pre-show (at Ayala Malls). I predict it was made possible because of the band gaining a lot of fans all-throughout the Philippines, like a market experiment. In short, a pre-show for the main massive concert with ticket prices that made us all cry. Also, if it was your first time to listen to them during their free gigs around the Metro, you'll easily fall for this 4-piece band. Dude, they're beautiful gods with British accents. 

January 24, 2015. 

Dan Smith running circles... (Bastille in Manila)

January 5, 2015.

A very happy new year, indeed! I attended my first concert for 2015. 

First of all, I'm certain that this concert-craze life of mine would be an annual tradition. I've been to a lot of concerts throughout last year and hopefully this year too. It's like being a habitual outgo. It's really my source of fun. 

Most people started their semesters last 5th, my uni did, however my class schedule started last wednesday and so I attended Bastille's Manila gig and also did a lot of fun after the concert itself. 

If you're a lazy-ass (like me) you might find walking from World Trade Center to Taft-Buendia really tiring and risky and instead take the cab. Well, I was literally thinking that the same, especially during post-concerts. I'm such a concert whore and I literally dance and groove to the music like Taylor Swift. Jumping, stomping, head-banging, etc. and lose all my energy after the fun. 

BRF 3

I don't know if it's just me, or what I'm currently feeling is psychological.

It's been almost a month since the third year of annual Bazooka Rocks Fest. So far, the only two-day made possible one, of course, by Pulp. Though, I don't know how to remember every detail on those two nights of my life, just pure happiness and I could say, the best gift I've ever given myself. Plus, booze stubs, one of the best sisigs and flying giveaways.