deconstructing cheeky cha

damn you

for you have no idea how sick that was
for being jesuit-educated turned maniac
for believing you can always get away with it
damn you.

you, a marked man from now on
a hypocrite twisting already crippled minds
an unscrupulous lowlife doomed till you stop
damn you.

dear cheeky,

[cheeky] 08/04/05 07:11:32 PM
haloo. thank god its friday. restday na nako. buti na lang. anyways, another crappy worknight ended (almost 8 pa lang diay). i think im leaving this job. i think im crazy if i do that. my find-another-job leg is itching again. i dont know what triggered it. i think because i am. i am destined to be like this.

[cheeky] 08/04/05 07:11:59 PM
never be anyone i dreamed of .

[cheeky] 08/04/05 07:16:38 PM
i think im losing focus because im lazy. i wish i was born filthy rich so whenever i fall prey to depression i go out of the country and live among the monks in tibet and get cured instantly.

[cheeky] 08/04/05 07:28:32 PM
cured of what? i guess ive recognized the debilitating effect of mild depression as a form of sickness. because i talk to myself too much. because ive always been meditating. meditative. whichever suits your grammar fancy. because i thrive in talking about reality that hurts. because life isn't beautiful and fun as its purported to be. dark and frustrating. because i

[cheeky] 08/04/05 07:28:50 PM
am just ranting, so please take this mildly.

[cheeky] 08/04/05 07:29:01 PM
have a nice day :)

love, cheeky

i heart her. him. it.

"god bless the child"

i can understand why british-filipina mishka adams has gotten rave reviews from jazz enthusiasts and music lovers in general. this bohemianesque 21-year old brings hope for a jazz genre niche in the unnecessary revival-filled filipino music industry. with her refreshing voice, she's shown that nothing beats novelty. i especially like the tunes and her original verses about the exotic marrakech.

"what do you care what other people say?"

exactly. nobel laureate richard feynman explains it best, however, in his same titled book of essays. he lived up to this mantra after a constant budge from his first wife arlene. their tragic love story held me captive. oh to love and say "you'll be the death of me."

"the spanish apartment"

this cd i borrowed previously went unnoticed because self-proclaimed matured person that i am, sometimes, i can't help but still feel juvenile and judge a "vcd" by its cover. it was an old, torn, unatractive copy sm north videocity owns. left with no other choice, i grabbed this old, torn, unatractive copy.
surprisingly, i loved the movie. it reminds me much of my college dorm life and present workplace - a melting pot where cultural boundaries are constantly crossed; religious sensivities being tested, then understood, and political awareness and correctness are sparked.

photo credits:
www.candidrecords.com
www.nobelrpize.prize
http://images.amazon.com

hibernate and find your niche

a lot of things became history since i last posted an entry. many weeks have passed and this blog remained stagnant. in my rage against- and frustration with the country's recent turn of events, i found myself stumped. i was unable to find anything bloggable about my circumvented world.

in my hibernation, i chanced upon rice bowl journals, an online community of asian bloggers; a virtual subculture which proffers a sense of belongingness. i've heard of this site a long time ago but for fear of getting rejected, i never dared applying as a member. then, i changed my mind. it's not as elitist as i thought it would be, is it?

rice bowl journals has ushered in a new home for me. randomguru, thank you for officially making me part of your brilliant brainchild.