On Musicals and Spontaneous Dance Numbers

May 30, 2009

Since we are on the subject of music, let me just say this: I think I need more upbeat songs, you know. Songs that would cause my veins to rapture,ignite my motor skills or simply magically drag my feet and sweep me off this rut.

You know, like What A Feeling, minus the water pouring down your sweaty body. I haven’t danced in awhile, like full on  Single-Ladies-Beyonce-doing-crazy-hips-like dancing. Ok. Maybe, I just miss P.E. On second thought, nah…I don’t miss P.E.

Sometimes I just want to burst into some spontaneous song number…of course your eardrums has to endure that agonizing 3 minutes while I belt it all out.

You know what happens in a musical right? The character is just fixing her things on her desk and out of a sudden, she felt it coming–a spur of the moment urge to stand on top of the desk and began singing and dancing like some nymph on ecstasy. After the number, her officemates would either give her a standing ovation or just a plain OMG-SHE-HAS-GONE-BONKERS face and hear crickets on the background.

Yeah, I’m pretty stressed. You have no idea but this shitload of work have permanently done  some damage to my sanity. Don’t judge me for trying to survive and make a living here, mmk?

100 Songs: I will listen too while I wait for 2012

Uhm, I’d like to acknowledge the Noisy Man. Curiosity did kill the kitty.  Anyhow, moving forward, I don’t really know who influenced me in the type of music that I listen to. But one this is for sure, I mostly listen to whatever my dad places in his turntable when I was I kid– so mostly that would be the classics. But one time, he confiscated this cassette tape from one of his students, it was the Guns and Roses album: Use your Illusion II. The student was playing it in his walkman while he was teaching guitar lessons…so short story is I started to listen to them and well, maybe the rest is rock and roll history.

On to the list (not in particular order):

1. November Rain - Guns N Roses

2. Push - Matchbox 20

3. Follow you down - Gin Blossoms

4. Even Flow - Pearl Jam

5. Rhythm of the Rain - The Cascades

6. Across the Universe - The Beatles

7. Unforgiven II - Metallica

8.  Lakas Tama - Siakol

9. Laklak - Teeth

10. With a Smile - Eraserheads

11. Julie Tearjerky - Eraserheads

12. Huling El Bimbo - Eraserheads

13. Elisi - Bamboo

14. Dust in the Wind - Kansas

15. Hotel California - Eagles

16. Save Tonight - Eagle Eye Cherry

17. Here’s to the Night - Eve6

18. Bullet with Butteflywings - Smashing Pumpkins

19. Violet - Hole

20. Runaway Train - Soul Asylum

21. Creep - Radiohead

22.  Always - Bon Jovi

23. Hung Up - Mandonna

24. Frozen - Madonna

25. Fly Away - Lenny Kravitz

26. Long Day - Matchbox 20

27. Semi-charmed Life - ThirdEye Blind

28. Always - Blink 182

29. Adam Song - Blink 182

30. Everlong - Foo Fighters

31. Learn to Fly - Foo Fighters

32. Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana

33. The Man who Sold the World - Nirvana

34. Beautiful Ones - Suede

35. Letters to You - Finch

36. The Way - Fastball

37. Loser - Beck

38. What A Feeling - Irene Cara

39. Sound of Silence - Simon and Garfunkel

40. Stars - Switchfoot

41. Diamonds are Forever - Shirley Bassey

42. Goldfinger - Shirley Bassey

43. Back in Black - AC/DC

44. Under the Bridge - Red Hot Chili Peppers

45. Soul to Squeeze - Red Hot Chili Peppers

46. Clumsy - Our Lady Peace

47. Come Together - The Beatles

48. Eleanor Rigby - The Beatles

49. My Friends - Red Hot Chili Peppers

50. The Distance - Cake

51. Basketcase - Greenday

52. Mmm Mmm Mmm - Crash Test Dummies

53. Angels and Devils - Dishwalla

54. I miss you - Incubus

55. Deep Inside - Incubus

56. A Kiss to Send us Off - Incubus

57. Ana’s Song  (Open Fire) - Silverchair

58. Miss You Love - Silverchair

59. Foolish Games - Jewel

60. Sunny Came Home - Shawn Colvin

61. Where have all the cowboys gone? - Paula Cole

62. Freshmen - The Verve Pipe

63. Don’t Panic - Coldplay

64. 42 - Coldplay

65. ‘Til I hear it from you - Gin Blossoms

66. Sex and Candy - Marcy Playground

67. Song 2 - Blur

68. Crazy - Gnarls Barkley

69. Teardrop - Massive Attack

70. Yearbook - Hanson

71. Lucy - Hanson

72. Look at You - Hanson

73. Absolutely (Story of A Girl) - Nine Days

74. Deep - Nine Inch Nails

75. Sex on Fire - Kings of Leon

76. Maybe - UP Dharma Down

77. A New Tattoo - Urbandub

78. Uh Oh - Taken by Cars

79. Hush - Kula Shaker

80. Spolarium - Eraserheads

81. Tribute - Tenacious D

82. Celebrity Skin - Hole

83. Wish you were here - Incubus

84. Two of Us - The Beatles

85. Help - The Beatles

86. Imagine - John Lennon

87. Torn - Natalie Imbruglia

88. Hand in my Pocket - Alanis Morrissette

89. Southern Girl - Incubus

90. Busted - Matchbox 20

91. Smooth - Carlos Santana

92. Santeria - Sublime

93. Sunday Morning - No Doubt

94. Somebody Told Me - The Killers

95. Dare you to Move - Switchfoot

96. Thriller - Michael Jackson

97. You Really Got Me - The Kinks

98. Another Brick in the Wall I - Pink Flloyd

99.  Walking After You - Foo Fighters

100. Come out and Play - The Offspring

 

I’m sure I miss alot of other good music but for now raise yer goblet of rock, bruthas!

Today the world stood still

May 20, 2009

Alright, alright..perhaps just mine. So yeah, I was in the office again doing the same crap I’m doing like answering bloody e-mails and what not and then suddenly *gasp* I saw you approaching my cubicle with 2 other people I really don’t give a sneeze about. And from your angle it appears that I’m having a happy, happy, joy joy time but really I was fixing my zipper and so you kinda smiled and actually made the sun appeared so bright that I have to close my eyes for 2 seconds (even though it was pitch black outside). And so I asked what’s up? and you started talking about these forms which for me was like just a bunch of gibberish so I had to say “Uhm which forms again?”. And you probably think that I’m slow and retarded. BAD IDEA TO ACTUALLY GET LOST IN THE MOMENT! W-T-H. And so you tried to break it down like explaining calculus to a 3 year old. And viola, ” Oh, yeah those forms…”, I replied. I have no idea where they are because, really nobody endorsed it to me. So I asked for you and the 2 other alepores to wait while I cause a hurricane in my officemate’s desk trying to find your precious forms.

And finally I located them and gave it to you and you smiled. And my eyes hurt because your teeth were really white. i thought for a moment you sparkled but that’s just me imagining Edward Cullen (BAD, TWILIGHT REFERENCE). But it was worth it. So I smiled back and although it might appear to the third person’s point of view that I am incapable of human emotion other than disgust, discontent and other similar feelings pointing to rage and misery and the only facial expression I can give is a SMUG or a SMIRK, but not today.

Today I heard chirping of birds, the gush of the midnight wind and crickets mocking me for a pathetic display of cheesy spasm. 

Okay, THROW THE GODDAMN STONES ALREADY!

Me and Anger

May 18, 2009

If anger can feed the hungry, I would have ended world hunger by now. Yes, I have a lifetime supply of rage.

40/20 according to my rage meter in vampire wars - yep that much wrath can put another bounty on my head.

They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. True enough, why would God let a jeepers creepers visit us women every month? It’s to make sure that we all get our bearings back. We need to have enough angst to fuel the world.

Anger is a catalyst. And among all other things it’s something that’s hard to control and yet if you let it out it can wipe out an entire Nigerian neighborhood.

Most of you would have probably concluded by now that I have a short fuse. But really, I’m a patient person. What ticks me off is when my patience is tested and when all circumstances just tests your boiling point.

I’d like to say that I’m a passive-aggressive person. In reality, my temper tantrums are rather intermittent because logically if you suddenly burst into flames you’ll be branded as this crazy woman going berserk.

I often tame the lioness in me especially in my line of work, wherein you really need a healthy dose of patience to be able to get through the day without grabbing someone by the balls and giving them a piledriver.

One example was this sarcastic reply that was e-mailed to me by one of the supervisors in my team. I was merely asking for a confirmation and instead a got a snotty reply which for me was rather very neanderthal.

Since I was in the the later shift and my supervisor was also copied in the e-mail, she was the one who replied and gave the smart ass a subtle beating.

When I came for work, I was warned by my supervisor that I might read a nasty e-mail but she reassured that she got my ass covered. I thanked her. But either way, I instantly knew what it was about and that I already expected this kind of answer coming from that bloody crass.  It was the second time that I receive such disrespectful answer from him. I can hear my blood boiling as I patiently wait for my office e-mail to load. I already cued my tranquilizer song “I FEEL PRETTY” in my mind.

Again, I did not unleash the dragon. I calmly replied in a very sound and professional manner because out of logic, I just had to do it. I need not to stoop down and let him drag me to his level of mediocrity.

However, avoiding confrontations can really be a prick. That is something I have yet to conquer. I am a non-confrontation person. As much as possible, I don’t want to say hurtful words, things that I might regret saying one day. I think I am too cautious because I know that when I go ballistic it will be like Hiroshima except in epic and horrendous proportions.

So thank you blog for being my source of catharsis. Off to punch a random kid now.

I feel like debriding

May 17, 2009

Today I want to talk about debriding or debridement not to gross you out or anything. It’s kind of the closest metaphor I could think of. Yeah, yeah. I’m not particularly good with metaphors.

So anyway, moving forward. For example, when you’re bedridden you develop this thing called bedsores which is really inevitable. When Mom was still in her bed, one of the things we want to avoid was to develop large bedsores because that would really be difficult to maintain. But eventually it did so a doctor had to treat the wound. If you did not click on the link up there, here’s a short explanation. 

When you have not treated a wound for a long time the tissue becomes dead and it will not replace itself when you’re not treating it. It’s like this you can’t build Rome in one day especially when their workers are out on a hedonistic spree. Tissues don’t repair itself if they’re cells are well…dead.

Debriding the wound will allow it to grow new tissue cells thus it would aid the would to heal. Well,ideally it would. Plus, you need to constantly keep the would dry otherwise, it will be the same gross piece of red flesh.

Yeah, yeah, So by now you’re probably gagging and making a mess of yourself. Point is we all have our wounds literally or otherwise and in order for us to heal we need to debrid. 

Get rid of the dead tissues, scrape those rotting flesh out. It will hurt and it might leave scars but it’s a necessary pain we need to go through. But if we’re afraid to see a doctor or to treat the would it would just get worse and sooner or later we’ll face it’s consequences. 

Yep, I need to go home and heal myself because the metro is driving me insane. By debriding, I mean going home and feeling that same anxiety when you go to a doctor to cut yourself open and stitch you back up. It’s probably gonna be a cycle of good vs bad anxiety because you feel right back at home but somehow you know that deep inside there’s something missing. Some tissues are just irrepairabe.