My Current Soundtrack

I always think that in every phase or situation in my life, there will inevitably be a song that I am able to relate to that serves as the soundtrack to that phase, as long or as brief as it may be. Right now, this is the song:

Lost and Running

by Powderfinger

I was sick and tired of waiting lost

You were mad at me for so much more

I was bored listening to the same old chords

You would complain that I was never around

And we shouldn't hope, no we shouldn't hope

If love was so easy, then why am I stuck

If life was so smooth, why can't I get enough

I'm still lost and running, I can't get enough

Everyday moves like a hurricane

It's dragging me around no matter what I say

Night time in the city streets I'm out of luck

The cobblestones are dark and wet, there's no one I trust

And it comes around, yeah it comes around

Mr. So Easy say where have you gone

I'm looking for somewhere that I can lay down my arms

I'm still lost and running, I can't get enough

I'm taking my time I'll let it float away

Spare me no lies and you'll have nothing to say

The further we slip into this rabbit hole

The harder we look for a new place to go

I'm still lost and running, I can't get enough

yun lang po...

I Got A BooBoo!

Three weeks ago, at four o'clock in the morning, my housemates, a few other friends and I decided to go to the park near our house to walk the dogs, play in the playground and kick an Australian rules football around. As most of us all heard in the past, it's all fun and games until someone gets hurt. Unfortunately, that someone that night just so happened to be me.

I was on the swing, trying to relive my childhood and go as high as I possibly can. And of course, when one goes as high as one possibly could the only logical thing to do at four o'clock in the morning is to jump of the swing, right? So I did. The only thing I forgot to do is check if all my body parts would come with me as I try for a brief moment to soar across the vast nothingness, also known as the 3 feet of space directly in front of the swing.

Alas! (hahaha) I jumped off only to realize while I was in mid-air that the little finger in my right hand was stuck in one of the links of the chain. Thus, my so called booboo. Oops! Because of that eventful night, I now have to wear a splint on my finger for the next four weeks as I almost broke my finger. Doctors say and x-rays show that I successfully ruptured my tendons and fractured the middle bone on my finger diagonally and the two halves of that bone are connected by a very thin piece of bone. Thankfully, because the doctor said if that connection wasn't there I'd have to get screws through the pieces to hold my finger together.

Oh well! At least I had a blast, right? So at night before you sleep, when you ask whoever your soul to keep, give a shoutout for my booboo that it'll be better soon. =D

Sydney Baby!

I'm in Sydney!!! Yipee!!!

As I've done numerous times while back home, visiting different parts of the country and discovering what other cities have to offer is always a very interesting experience, not to mention a whole lot of fun! Having been in Perth for almost nine months now, it was awesome to be able to see and walk the streets of a new city, visit and catch up with a lot of old friends and of course, be able to speak Filipino and having people understand what the hell I was saying. (Not that I speak a lot of Filipino when no one understands me, that would be weird. hehe =D)

But as with every situation life puts all of us in, there are pros and cons. I've always been jealous of my friends being all together in Sydney and still being able to just hang out at each other's houses whenever they want. On one hand, I think it would be great to be a part of that and just still hang on to some of my creature comforts. It would be amazing to have my friends around every time I get a little homesick or eat Filipino food from that take-away store everyday.

But I realized, on the other hand, I wouldn't have needed to make friends with the ones I have in Perth, and they are wonderful people. I wouldn't have been able to experience their way of life, which in some ways are same as mine used to be but in a lot of ways different as well. And I think I wouldn't want to miss out on that.

I guess being able to recognize the what ifs, as well as accept and be happy with the what is, makes living my life a lot easier and a lot less stressful. =D

**Shoutout! Thanks Jack and Kim for letting me stay in your home!

I'm Off!!!

I'm sooo excited!

After work tonight, I'm going to step foot on my first ever red-eye flight and spend a full week in Sydney. I've been there once before but this time, I'll just be hanging out with friends and seeing the sights. I guess collecting all them days in lieu (which I get when I work public holidays and six-day weeks), chaining them all up is now allowing me to have a mini paid vacation without having to touch all the holidays I'm saving up to use when I go back home to the Philippines in May.

It would be a fantastic opportunity to speak Filipino again with people there to actually understand what I was saying. While I often slip the occassional na and lang in my everyday life just as often as I say no worries and I reckon, having a full day just speaking Tagalog (more so Taglish) I think may be both weird and refreshing after 8 months amongst non Filipino speaking folk here in Perth.

But I reckon (=D) spending time with friends that I knew from back home in a different city could be quite interesting as well. Making memories of places I've never been and having these people in them would be really nice. But mostly catching up and getting ourselves into all sorts of crazy stuff we used to do back home but in a different setting should be hilarious.

Well, that's it for today! I have to get to work. Just wanted to share. I'll try and upload pictures when I can.

DMCs or DandMs

We've all done it at one time or another, with either friends and family, or with the occassional stranger. I always enjoy deep and meaningful conversations with people as I am able to get an insight into someone's soul, gain a little bit of an understanding as to what goes on in another person's head and try to walk in his or her shoes for a second.

Last night, I had a great conversation with two of my housemates. I really enjoyed it and was able to learn alot from and about them. It's amazing to me to realize that even though we're from different backgrounds, cultures and even accents (hehehe), we still are able to relate to one another and have so much to talk about. We laid on the driveway, started to watch stars and galaxies, then watched as the sun rose and shone on us, all the while sharing each other's lives and loves, hopes and fears, secrets and dreams.

What I've realized is that we aren't as different as I always thought we were. We were all passengers in this journey, able to help each other out as we go, if we only realize that help is just a heartbeat away, we only just have to ask or recognize it when it comes. We are all of the same race, human. And we are all as confused and messed up as each other, but that these make us who we are and give us our uniqueness.

I just wanted to capture these thoughts as they come to after a long but fulfilling night of a deep and meaningful conversation.

Call for Keeping the Tradition Alive =D

December is here. It's the first time I won't be home for Christmas. I was asked by my Secret Santa what I missed the most from home and what my Christmas must-haves are, which got me thinking of all the things I used to do and all the people I used to see over the holiday season.

Some things, I'm sure I won't miss, like the heavy traffic and all the last-minute Christmas shoppers, feeling the sweat of and rubbing elbows (among other things, literally) with the entire Metro Manila population who always manage to be shopping where I decided to shop that day.

But a whole lot of things I will surely miss. Aside from the obvious, family and friends, I'll miss stuff like cheap clothes, shoes, bags and wallets at Greenhills, Christmas lights everywhere you look, up, down, left, right and center. I'll miss tuneless Christmas carollers who just yell out carols and get mad at us for pretending that we don't celebrate Christmas. I'll miss all the Christmas parties, dinners and get-togethers and all the food people always complain about that make them gain so much weight during the season.

But one thing that dawned on me that I won't be able to do or have this Christmas, is to have countless cups of coffee with friends and come up with every excuse in the book to grab a cup of coffee just so I could collect stickers and save up for the new Starbucks Planner. hehehe

So to anyone who would like to get me a gift this Christmas, the 2008 Starbucks Planner would be a great gift!