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I cried in my dream last night. Then when I finally woke up, I touched my eyes and they were dry. I had a good night sleep so far and upon realizing that I had only 30 minutes left to enjoy the comfort of my bed. But I'm still reflecting on why I cried last night. It will take some time to recall what I had as a dream. I wonder what Freud has to say about that, since I can't explain my dreams in words,sentences and in brief descriptions. All I know is that these things that creep into me while I'm sleeping are totally obscure, which doesn't mean gloomy or scary. They're just totally out of context. One thing I need to conquer is my fear. My fear of failing. My fear of being considered a horrible writer or a horrible musician. I get reluctant to play guitar for I dont want to be criticized by my mom when I make all those weird, otherworldy noises. Plus writing. I admit that I get lazy trying to write. My penmanship sucks and I get my ideas not in front of my manusc...

MUSIC : Pearl Jam - Porch (Live in State College, Pennsylvania, 2003) The Decemberists-The Perfect Crime Coupleskate-Trophy Coupleskate-Fireman Coupleskate-With Pins Coupleskate-Sixty-Five Annie-The Greatest Hit Annie-Chewing Gum Annie-Heartbeat Sleater-Kinney-o2 Dinosaur Jr-Water The Killers-Shadowplay ( Joy Division cover) Bach-Goldberg Variations Okkervil River-For Real The Shins-Turn A Square Interpol-Narc Love the protest vibe brought by Pearl Jam's live version of Porch in this State College CD, where the two Pearl Jam guitarists peal those the power chords and attack the Penn State crowd with alternating heavy metal riffs. Eddie would soon preach by quoting Patti Smith : "You people have the power", before giving a final attack of the chorus of Porch. Another protest vibe shines a light with The Decemberists' Perfect Crime. If this is the next revolution, we'll be dancing and rocking our way to change. As for Dino's Water, fall in love with the lyrics...

Okay, I dont mean to alienate all of you. So here's the translated version At around 7: 45 , my friend Nina calls me to tell ask me if I had a falling out with my friend Vince. Answer: Yes. I just got tired of his football coach-like advices. I'm pissed about my job rejections and I'm forced to work in my dad's office at the moment, he just says " well, you've got to sacrifice". Plus my sister is currently dating some older guy, a pretty wayward guy, and she shuns me when I'm with him. Vince would just say " well, she's a girl. We're men. You gotta be a man". Plus I just suddenly got annoyed at that attitude where you'd rather stay positive than sulk, ignoring all emotions and being annoyingly or disturbingly stoic about it. It's not for me. I could be honest about my unstable tempers and attitudes and I could even be proud of it. This discipline that this city needs to unlearn is really irritating me somehow Then I told Nina ...

At around 7: 45 , my friend Nina calls me to tell ask me if I had a falling out with my friend Vince. Answer: Yes. I just got tired of his football coach-like advices. I'm pissed about my job rejections and I'm forced to work in my dad's office at the moment, he just says " well, you've got to sacrifice". Plus my sister is currently dating some older guy, a pretty wayward guy, and she shuns me when I'm with him. Vince would just say " well, she's a girl. We're men. You gotta be a man". Plus I just suddenly got annoyed at that attitude where you'd rather stay positive than sulk, ignoring all emotions and being annoyingly or disturbingly stoic about it. It's not for me. I could be honest about my unstable tempers and attitudes and I could even be proud of it. This discipline that this city needs to unlearn is really irritating me somehow Then I told Nina that I'm working for my dad and I just had to hear remarks that I honestly ...

It's a free country, so let me complain. This is my blog anyway. Don't like it, don't read it. Get a self-help book or something. Here it is : I can't seem to be confident at seeing bands and noticing that the crowd doesn't want to fucking move their bodies at all. They'd rather sit and drink, as if they're either too good or too tired for the floor. Plus , I can't relate with the so-called beer culture. I just don't see the reason for drinking . No, really. I guess to each his own. Good Day

I became cranky again last night. Blame exhaustion or blame that time of the day where I usually rant about almost everything and of course, everybody. Last night, I went to Rock Baby Rock, a benefit concert for sexually abused children, which was held in Katips Bar. I was with Mikey and Cybele. With the production coming from Cybele's alma mater, Ateneo de Manila University, it's inevitable that most of the performers were Ateneans. Okay, I'm deviating from my objective now. Smack me. I guess here goes my Harvey Pekar/Becker-esque attitude of being totally self deprecating and criticizing everything and everybody I find a bit unjust. Like the last band, TakenByCars. I mean, they're good and all that. They did some kind of 80s post-punk renaissance, something like what Minus The Bear and The Killers are doing . However, I got turned off when the singer started cracking jokes about how drunk she is or how she thinks she should drink more. Like Chicosci. I mean, yeah, i...