I had a long weekend of sorts.
Too many activities for the week along with a four-day work sched that tricked me into thinking I was on vacation.
I’ve even been a little impulsive too and went to an unfamiliar place for something. And as I have a very poor sense of direction (even if I followed those goddamn apps specifically Google Maps/Waze), we got lost a bit. Obviously, I’m a QC girl through and through. Thank Jeezaz for supportive friends and Uber. I’m not quite sure what I intended to accomplish with that move but it’s better not to think too much about it now :)
Thinking about my FREQUENT lost episodes, it would be one of the reasons why I think it would be a waste of time for me to start learning how to drive (at this age!). I’m a panicky, finicky, fidgety little git. Plus my parents would most probably get a stroke if they try to teach me now. My mom did try four years ago and all I could remember was AHHHHHH!!! BRAKEEE!!! KAMBIIINNGG!!! Yep, never happened again (and yeah there were like three goats crossing the road sa subdi…I don’t now where they were from). In any case, I need to enroll myself into some driving school.
Again, I am distracted. Anyway, this post doesn’t have a specific topic. Like ALL of my posts.
It’s a wonder you’re reading this.
It’s feels quite good to be typing from an actual keyboard for this blog. It’s just either from a tablet or my crappy phone and they both hate my sweaty hands. Doing this with BB King in the background (like most mornings) and my second cup of black coffee. Might have a third one. Or a Guinness would be good (last one in the fridge!). It’s been some sort of a hormonal weekend too because of…what else. I prefer to be alone right now lest I lash out like a pit viper. It’s NOT a good reason to be a b*tch but even if you’re really REALLY careful, you still have lapses. Oh, I KNOW.
Done with the laundry too and now I’m wasting my precious time alternating between White Collar season 1 (MAAATTTTT) and folding my sheets (and typing). Don’t you love the smell of newly-laundered garments? I always preferred doing the laundry instead of ironing clothes because it makes me feel cooler. As in temperature cooler. Also, I AM definitely waaaaay behind everything concerning TV shows because I tend to fall asleep during my supposed solo marathon schedules. Or I get distracted with other things. Like the evil internet.
Rest assured I can join your Game of Thrones/Walking Dead talks when…it is already a thing of the past.
BB King still doing his thing in the background and I am wishing to hell and back that I could play the blues. I like listening/singing along to general rock genres too but when it comes to actually performing for a crowd, I prefer to dish out flirty, curvy, swirly music (like I like my art!) and it would be easier for me if I could play the guitar, that way at least I could play for myself (all my previous bandmates are up north and have moved on without me *cry*).
I AM trying to learn the basics of playing the guitar again and I am a bit pressed in the coordination department. It is hard to time both the strumming and switching of chords to how the lyrics are inserted into the melody. So far, I can do a sloppy version of a certain boyband’s song. Hello 90’s! Will try harder as I shall be hibernating from activities this coming week (hopefully). An orgmate (and colleague) gave me the advice that I should practice every morning as soon as I wake up. And since I wake up around 3:30 – 4am for my yosi/coffee, I hope the neighbors won’t mind *grin*
(I’ve been on-and-off typing for four hours now. Says a lot about my convolusions…)
I ate my vegetables like a good girl this morning. And boom, stomachache. Like the last four or five times I ate Samgyupsal. I HATE VEGETABLES WITH A PASSION. But I need it :(
I had also been tagged recently on an old gig photo (my Alanis hair huhu) and rewatching videos of it make me cringe. I can do a LITTLE bit better now I hope. BUT it’s all about having fun anyway.
Ah, I like this Sunday. So chill.
Switched from the King of Blues to Updharmadown.
We can always find a perfect thing to do for everyday anyway so…contentment *ohm*
(Let me now distract myself first with guitar stuff…)
Aaaaand it’s noon!
Veering away from my usual random stuff (this post is becoming too long to read, hopefully, anyone who had the bad luck of coming across it has already quit reading after the first few sentences), I’ve been thinking about semi-recent events.
I can never resent the memories and lessons I’ve learned from the whole experience. It’s been a good three years and I can only be thankful for what it made me now. I am never perfect of course, so I am looking forward to what’s coming ahead so I can learn and mature from it. I just like reminding myself every now and then that I shouldn’t rush things and that I should be more consistent with what I say and do.
Change. I was born in it, molded by it. I didn’t see the light until I was already a… ah, sorry Bane. I want to memorize his full line one day and then there should be a situation where I could recite that. I just remembered it because I am huddled inside my dark, small apartment, hiding from that goddamn sun. I keep on forgetting my sunglasses when I go out and..HEADACHE. I know I should wear my prescription glasses but… tigas ulo, sakit ulo. May mefenamic naman.
Anyway let me finish Bane’s famous script excerpt…
…man; by then, it was nothing to me but blinding! The shadows betray you, because they belong to me. I will show you where I have made my home, whilst preparing to bring justice. Then, I will break you. Your precious armoury, gratefully accepted. We will need it. Ah yes, I was wondering what would break first. Your spirit, or your body.
…or your diet.
It always deserves a beer.