Monday, September 29, 2008


Yogi Hen is the one person in the office who shares the same taste in music as me. He's the only one who shares my passion for Pearl Jam, Nirvana, Radiohead, Beck, and U2. (You can bet he's the only one who knows all of them too!) Considering that, it's only natural that we share music downloads. Just last week, I traded Rico Blanco's Your Universe and Pearl Jam's Live at Benaroya Hall for Jack Johnson's 5 albums, Pedicab, and some Explosions in the Sky.

Explosions, what? That was how I reacted when Yogi Hen first ranted about the band. He made me promise I'd listen to the album and I jokingly told him I'd even make a review if he wanted one. Well, I did listen to the songs and I'm mighty glad I did. Missing out a classic such as this would have been tragic.

When I heard the first track playing, I immediately thought that the band's name was very appropriate. Well, saying that they're explosive is quite an understatement, actually. They're mind-blowing! Makes you want to stop whatever it is you're doing, however important it may be and just close you eyes and focus all your attention to them. Easily the perfect background for cozy and relaxing nights.

The last time I reacted this way was when I first heard Beck's Sea Change. It's amazing how easily Explosions in the Sky entered the list of my favorite bands.

As I'd normally say when something pleases me, "Panalo!".


I thought I was OK
That I had my feelings in control
Then I saw you again
And I knew that I was wrong
Because the cycle begins

Image from Google Images.


I don't think that you even realize
The joy you make me feel when I'm inside
Your universe

-Your Universe

The morning wakes

I find myself entangled
In visions of your warm embrace


One more chance to never be apart
I promise I won't break your heart

Baby, please, can we just start again

-Start Again

I listened to Rico Blanco's new album all weekend. He makes such beautiful love songs.


The Tamblot's job required him to go to Siquijor and he invited me to tag along. He said it's not gonna take him long to finish the task and we could spend the rest of the time there getting to know the place. Driven by the prospect of going to Siquijor for free, of traveling to Dumaguete all on my own, and of seeing The Tamblot, I agreed even if I couldn't find somebody to swap schedules with. What the heck, it's high time I call-in anyway! There's never a better reason than to explore new territories with The Tamblot.

So I called-in sick last Sunday for the first time ever in my career history. I was already in Siquijor when I informed my manager that I couldn't work because I wasn't feeling well. I told him I was in Talisay, Cebu attending to a family emergency that's why I didn't get to sleep the whole day.

You little liar, m
y conscience said, but I paid no heed. I was hell bent on making most of the little time I have away from the pressures of work.

Saturday, September 6, 2008


The lies we tell
And hope to keep safe from the pain.

-The Space Between, Dave Matthews Band

Today, I was confronted by a truth that's somehow known to me all this time. I just needed proof and with a twist of fate, it was given to me. Shoot, I hate it when I'm right.

Everyone has secrets. Dexter Morgan is a serial killer and his sister does not know. Chuck Bartowski got hold of information known only to the CIA and the NSA, however, neither his sister nor his best friend knows anything about it. Kidding aside, my point is that we keep secrets for a lot of reasons. Mine are to protect the people I love and to save myself from the humiliation. So, although I was disappointed and hurt about what I learned, I did my best to understand. It wasn't easy because I've always looked up to this person all my life, but hey, who am I to judge? I have secrets too. I would want him to understand if in case he'd know.