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On Track [14]

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Months have passed and here I am, trying to make sense of it all. But hey, hooray for existing! This is a desperate move for telling myself I did a good job for staying sane. This is getting either quite a bit awkward or bland but c'mon, give this guy a break! Let alone break a leg. This list is another form of self expression (just like for the past 13 entries, for the past 7 years & cringey wordplays) where I share some of the songs that might have been an indication of a coming of age, randomness, striking melodies, angst and/or passion. Well, this is about to sound like ''this meeting could've been an e-mail" but guess what, this songlist could've been a Spotify playlist. Hope that everyone is safe and taking a break in any means whichever way they deserve. Or don't deserve now but later will do. ____________________________________________________________________________ 1. Coming of Age - Blondes 2. Always Silver - Kainalu 3. Vertigo - Jump, Littl

On Track [13]

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A tale of distraction. Like the pandemic in the system itself, I have uncovered a lot of irregularities in my situation and life. I guess it's the same for everybody else. The constant worrying and mental repercussions (which they deemed inevitable) has costed me a lot of energy and resources and the way I cope up has been either creative or destructive. Balancing the gratitude and the feeling of despair is tiring. I began to despise the term "New Normal" because it falls down on two polar opposites. Right now, it's about to feel chaotic due of the changes applied on the community quarantine guidelines. Thinking about it brings my inner problematic self to argue with myself. One voice telling me to be empathetic and be angry on how the things are turning out while the other one pursues surviving and saving my sanity and not trying to think about it. I guess it's in our nature to think about things. So in this entry,  I just compiled the songs I used to l

Of Grit and Grains

We all started as a novice learner. When you want to learn, you look it all up from the source. You weigh all uncertainties, gather principles, rules, and methods as if you're looking up a recipe. You heat up your learning curve, preheating the oven for what is to come. You’re hustling hands to mould a figure, kneading your potential. Then you wait, hoping your craft arises as you witness the 'proof' of your labor. As you scorch it through, you hover 'till the milled grain turns into a golden bun. In the end of it all, a simple chewing smile of approval is good enough; alternatively, as the bread flops, your ego falls apart. You ask yourself, “Why?” To understand the ‘whys’ of your success and downfalls, you list it with its source . Sometimes, you see the predicament correlates with your process. That’s the thing about grit. The trick is knowing what’s enough. Kneading – if you overdo, you'll stress it out. Leavening – an excess means a brisk

On Track [12]

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Photo by  Andrea Turner  from  Pexels I've been trying to scratch my itch to place this entry on the web since four months ago when I had too much on my plate. Too much on my plate: - disorganized tasks - problems while handling other problems (after problems) - daunting season of "hey, y r u still single?" - poor budgeting skills with poor life decisions - not enough sleep - *too much on my plate (get it?) I think as if every young adult in my country is experiencing the same - with even more struggles and varying intensities. That's why somehow, we tend to be more reflective at times of reconciliation with stress and trouble. We search across our physical and digital environment and we depend on the feel-good elements we can hold on to. That's why I feel relieved when I see wholesome news, in any form (words, images, videos and even memes) and made me think on possibly making a slightest of impact just by sharing, reacting and acting on

On Track [11]

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Wanna hear a sick joke? You made it halfway through 2019!  As a chicken soup for the soul (at least for me), good songs are getting harder and harder to find these days. That harsh reality is truly inevitable with all the complexity, issues, cultural shift and all. However, from the moment I started the "On Track" series several years back until now, I feel a sense of fulfilment. Who would've thought that this blog (unfiltered and transparent window of my embarrassing ideas) will still exist after my personal vegetative state. AKA the burnout. For me, to hear the songs I used to listen reminds me of the glories and miseries of life. So remarkable that it gives me a sense of analysis about the timelines and the pathways I've chosen along the way. I feel like it's always the same for all of us, human, being. So, I guess it's just the way it has to be. 🎧  Enjoy!!!  ______________________________________________ 1. Electric Love - Børns

On Track [10]

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Another entry for the late 2018 period. These songs made my enthusiasm intact in many instances and aspects and they (the artists and my personified earphones) are my companions on repeat for the timeline.  Here's to more music for 2019!!! (as usual - not much of a review sort of thing) Photo by icon0.com from Pexels 1. Half Moon Run - Hands In The Garden 2. Kodaline - Head Held High 3. Boy Pablo - Losing You 4. Hippo Campus - Bambi 5. Half Moon Run - I Can't Figure Out What's Going On 6. Billie Eilish - Come Out and Play 7. Half Alive - Still Feel 8. Young The Giant - Superposition 9. Billie Eilish - Bellyache 10. Joji - Slow Dancing in the Dark 11. Young The Giant - Simplify 12. Juan Karlos - Buwan 13.  Rex Orange County - Never Enough _______________________________________________________________________________ What are "On Track" entries? -

Crumbs on 2018

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It has been a millennium since I have punched the blog. I'm just given a chance to be this sentimental digitally. (to make this entry easy for me, I 'lowkey' gathered random notes from my phone's notepad which is full of random thoughts and ideas and tried to create a point and make myself feel productive) Let me tell you things. While Christmas is a couple of weeks from now, I am drowning myself with the thought of not yet feeling it, just as everybody does.  Remember how I said that the world might give me this 'goalful' career and cultivate this Twenty friggin eighteen with bombastic adulthood greatness Spoiler alert: It didn't.  Let me tell you why. Have you seen my box that supposedly should be filled with my savings? There's no single peso in there. Unconsciously, I built a routine that if I've gone missing in a mall and you know me in this era, you'll definitely know where to find me - in groceries and stores with tanta