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. 

Overjoy.

I regret myself from the past, perhaps present is my karma.

There's a sudden outburst of regrets circling around my head for a couple of days, months, years. College made me change a lot different from who I was before. I don't know if this is a good thing, but it always makes me buckle into deep thoughts every time I lie down on my bedroom bed or dorm. Sometimes, I carry it around whenever my nerves calm down for a bit and then it haunts me again. If I have to figure out...

Took me a while to type "Schweinsteiger"

My summer break has officially ended and so the World Cup. Great thanks to Germany for winning this year (2014) and for making the remaining weeks of my summer really worthwhile (still cannot accept Spain's defeat though). Move on.

I'm not really a big fan of football just like some of the folks here, it's been recent since I found myself watching a lot of matches - locally, Asian, European. I believe, 2010 was the peak of my huge football interest; Messi became my favorite player, football was introduced in school (though I'm familiar with it ever since & I like it better than basketball). Also, I started my friendly bets for Germany and Spain during the World Cup 2010. My sister mainly juiced me with infos and I have seldomly watched all the matches. You know, Asian fans problem - time difference. I'm not really familiar with players except Lionel Messi. I first recognized him with Barça and not in Argentina. He's such a fast-legged and so cool. Since then, I barely still watch football on TV not unless my lola or sister do. Yet, school activities made me twined to sports fest wherein I play frisbee and volleyball (which I suck). However, thanks to the internet and I've known Bayern.