Torn

I remember a friend who asked me to sing this song when we went to a bar somewhere in Katipunan. It was really embarrassing but I did sing (I was a little drunk. Maybe a lot more than a little… cause you can’t let me sing if I’m just a little drunk. Ha!). Take note that we weren’t on a KTV and had our own room. It was a small bar and there was a TV on one corner and they were passing the mike all around. Now, could you imagine how embarrassed I was?

Anyway, I thought of posting this song because like what the song says… this is how I feel. By the way, Natalie Imbruglia’s hair is soon to be an inspiration. Not exactly this one but the shorter one, the one on her Smoke video. Soon…

TORN
by Natalie Imbruglia

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm
He came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry

Well, you couldn’t be that man I adored
You don’t seem to know
Or seem to care what your heart is for
Well, I don’t know him anymore

There’s nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
Well, that’s what’s going on
Nothing’s fine, I’m torn

I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late, I’m already torn

So, I guess the fortune teller’s right
I should have seen
Just what was there and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins and now

I don’t care, I have no luck
I don’t miss it all that much
There’s just so many things
That I can’t touch, I’m torn

I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late, I’m already torn

There’s nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
Well, that’s what’s going on
Nothing’s right, I’m torn

I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I’m ashamed bound and broken on the floor
You’re a little late, I’m already torn

Edited: February 26th, 2009

Weather

Don’t you think the weather is weird? Surely, I can’t doubt that this is the effect of global warming. February is supposed to be still cold, right? Well, it is still cold at night but so very hot during daytime. My day begins during lunchtime because I sleep around 5 am. So, it is still cold when I go to sleep but I’m sweating when I wake up. This gives me a migraine. My skin is weird too. It is a little dry due to the cold weather and I wanted to put lotion but I know it’ll be uncomfortable because it’ll hot most of my sleeping time. My lips are a little chapped too, I use lip balm but now I’m thinking of putting something on it when I go out, lip gloss maybe.

Anyway, I’m now done with my one of my clients’ album and is on the process of tweaking the other one a little, I just have to clear the revision from the client because I didn’t understand her instructions clearly. Don’t you hate text messages? Ha! Her words on her text messge were all shortcut and she didn’t use punction marks so I really couldn’t tell where her sentences ended. It confused me.

I also don’t have an entry for LP today. Sorry about again. I have an idea on what to post but the photo was taken years ago using my SLR and I still have to look for it and scan it, which obviously I didn’t have the time to do. Oh well. Hopefully next week will be back to normal for me.

Edited: February 26th, 2009

Small Talks

My cousin sent me a text message the other day asking about computers. She was asking me if which was better, to buy a new motherboard for her old computer or to buy a new laptop. She was thinking of upgrading her PC but buying flash memory drives or external drives would help because the motherboard was already fried. I told her it would be better if she just buy a new computer because her PC was about 10 years old already and most of the parts are already obsolete. Anwyay, I called her at home so we could talk about it but she wasn’t home yet so I ended up talking to her dad, my Tito.

We talked about a lot of things and greeted each other an advanced happy birthday (we’re both February celebrants like my sister). Our topics included her dauthgter, family matters, my sister, Februarians traits, etc. Our conversation was a little serious, mostly because we were talking about our family’s differences. It was actually nice, being able to talk about some of my worries with someone who actually knows and understands. And I was really touched when he told that I am a true person. We laughed a lot seeing our similarities as Februarians, like being overly sensitive. Haha!

We talked for about a couple of hours and had to hang up because he had to cook dinner for my cousin.

Edited: February 23rd, 2009

Worst Birthday

Every year my birthday seems to become worse and this year is the worst so far. I was still awake (as always) when the clock stroke 12 and I cried. Not because I’m getting a year older but because I suddenly realized how messed up I am and my life is. Anyway, I really wanted to stay up until morning so I could sleep at least half of the day but my eyes gave up around 4 am and they woke me up around 1030 because they were chatting with my aunt and uncle and they wanted to greet me. Then in the afternoon, my aunt (who I think is addicted to casino) took away half of my family with her… where else? Nice huh?

The worst part really is, well, just like the title of this blog, I was forgotten. Either that or I’m really insignificant. I’m not asking for a party or too much attention but I was hoping that at least those who really mattered would somehow remember. Out of sight, out of mind ey? I guess so. I know some parts of how my birthday turned out are my fault but, oh well, I’m not gonna elaborate anymore, I don’t want to burden you guys with how I feel.

To those who remembered and to my online friends, especially the bebots, thank you very much… you have no idea how much you made me happy.

Edited: February 22nd, 2009

Sinks

My family and I are thinking about replacing some stuff in our house like sinks, faucets, etc. We’ve lived in our recent house for 16 years now and it’s already showing its age. Anyway, I was browsing the net for inspiration and saw these farmhouse sinks and I think they look pretty cool. I especially like this one:

Pretty isn’t it? It looks shabby and I love the texture and the faucet too. It’ll be really cool if we can find one like this for our bathroom.

Edited: February 19th, 2009

Shoe Bags

I really want to buy shoe bags but I can’t find cheap ones that I like. I’m thinking of making my own. I know how to sew but I don’t know to use a sewing machine. I’m thinking of asking my sister to teach me. Haha! And I’m planning to go to Divisoria to buy my materials. I’m thinking of using fine linen, like the ones from Sferra but it might get too expensive. I love linen and I got it from my dad. Anyway, I will also look for a plastic material. I want the shoe bags to have a window so I can see what’s inside or a pocket where I could slid a photo of the pair inside.

Edited: February 19th, 2009

Busy

This has been a busy week so far for me. I just finished a client’s photobook and am now doing another one which I have to finish by Friday and Half of photos that I’m going to use aren’t with me. Ha! Good luck me! I also have two free photobooks from ArtsCow for this month and they’re going to expire next week and I don’t think I can finish even 1. But I’ll still try. So much to do, so little time.

I have no LP entry too for this week because I have don’t have any idea what to post. The theme for this week is tipanan (date) and I already looked at my stack of photos in my HD, CDs, my SD card, but found none. But I’ll try to think of other ideas. I still have a whole week to post anyway.

Okay, I’m blabbering now. TTYL!

Edited: February 19th, 2009

Glasses for the Kids

My niece and nephew both wear eyeglasses. You know how kids are, they’re always on the go and running aorund and my niece and nephew had already broken at least a couple of frames each. I want to buy a couple of pairs for them and I’m thinking of getting Zennie Optical’s prescription eyeglasses for only $8! Or I can get them the children’s memory plastic frame with saddle bridge. This will be perfect for them because fisrt of all, it is available in their favorite colors, purple and green, and it is made of plastic so it is less likely to be breakable and it is very light weight, so I’m assuming the nose pads won’t leave a mark on their skin. And it’s only $12.95… truly seeing straight without breaking the bank ey? By the way, have you seen Zenni Optical in the New York Times?! You have to check it out.

Edited: February 16th, 2009

Not This Time

This is one of my favorites. I first heard it from  Carl and I liked it since then. The band who sang this was called Cultured Pearls, a German band but I’ve read somewhere that they already disbanded. The lead vocals was Astrid North. I also like another one of their songs called Tic Toc. Happy listening!

NOT THIS TIME
by Cultured Pearls

I’ve been sitting on my bed with a glass on my hand
Trying to figure out a way for me to understand
Through this talk we’ve just had
The questions I have asked somebody yesterday
About the sign that’s in your eyes, about the biggest smile
All your face in the way
Questions I have asked somebody how you feel
Only eyes reveal
Your answer’s not for real
But I can’t read your mind, not this time

I just wanna know what you’re going through
I don’t feel wrong about asking you
But I can’t read your mind, not this time
I just wanna know what you’re going through
I don’t feel wrong about asking you
But I can’t read your mind, not this time

There are times when you don’t wanna say
That there are problems in your head that you can’t explain
I have been that way
Baby there’s a hunger, a kiss or two
But not forever do
If only I’d reach you
But I can’t read your mind, not this time

I just wanna know what you’re going through
I don’t feel wrong about asking you
But I can’t read your mind, not this time
I just wanna know what you’re going through
I don’t feel wrong about asking you
I can’t read your mind, not this time

Maybe I’m a child, maybe I’m a woman
Maybe I am old, maybe I said something
Reasons to push me away
Maybe I have laughed, maybe I have cried
But never did I try to put hurt on your side
But I can’t read your mind, oh not this time

I just wanna know what you’re going through
I don’t feel wrong about asking you
I can’t read your mind, not this time
I just wanna know what you’re going through
I don’t feel wrong about asking you
I can’t read you mind this time

Edited: February 16th, 2009

Rockoustic Heartthrob

I just opened the TV and browsing the channels and I happened upon Sam Milby’s concert on ABS-CBN. I just had to comment on one thing… white undies? Haha! I don’t know… I just don’t find it cool or sexy. He was doing a dance number and then he took of his shirt and his undies was showing… maybe I was expecting something like boxers or anything but white undies. LOL! Okay, I’m keeping my mouth shut now!

I’ll be posting my song for the week in a while. I’ll just help my cousin look for cheap Orlando vacations. Laters!

Edited: February 15th, 2009