The Back Catalog

I play guitars for this band called The Strangeness. And I tell you, we don't just sing about drugged fantasies about baby jesus, we're fun people to hang out too! Well, there's the occasional drama but, fuck it.. We are fun as fuck!

But before that, I played in these bands :

1. Spaghetti Carnage (2005) - 2 months after knowing how to play a few chords on the guitar, I dragged my classmates who are likewise inexperienced with their instruments. The name was just random shit me and Alvin (bassist) thought. I liked Cheese too much so I thought that my band should have a food as it's name too. Alvin liked Slapshock too much so, his band should have a "harsh sounding" name, I don't even know. We covered RHCP songs back then, pretty funny stuff.

We were in high school. Kids. We thought we're gonna get big. That's the bad thing about high school bands, they always think they're gonna get big. We even converted our bassist's garage into a rehearsal space. Bought air-conditioning, sound proofing, a fucking drumset, and all that mumbo-jumbo. We were good friends, but girls fucked us up. 

I won’t tell you what happened, but I think all of us in the band regretted that shit.

On inconsiderate people

One of the things I hate about myself is, I tend to be the first one to blurt out "Oh, it's okay. I understand." When people act like shit around me, or if they give me sugar-coated reasons to turn me down. It brings forth inconvenience on my part, but sometimes I give up without pushing it. I grew tired with all the drama involving it and sometimes, I just don't fucking care.

I may have been irritated, pissed or whatever. But it has been a long time since I've been angry. I already forgot how to, all I know is I'm not the most pleasant guy when I'm angry. Cutting ties with people is one of the things I do when I am. The rest, I’ve already forgotten.

No, I'm not angry, I just don't know why am I not angry.

I hope people would listen when others talk. What the fuck am I saying again?

I hope this lasts.

I've always wanted to start a blog outside the comforts of micro-blogging (twitter/tumblr). Well, to improve my non-existent skill in writing. And, just like the reasons of 16 y/o girls all over the world, to vent out or share anything about my plain shit of a normal life.

For legal reasons, I am not able to use my real name anymore in any of my internet accounts. Or if I do have the chance to use it, I painstakingly hide that account from the public eye. The company I work for is currently in the process of entering the stock exchange. It's a family business, so every member is being hunted by the public. Public = Investors. Investors = the whole fucking world. You can't tell the internet what you feel, you can't even spit shit. It affects the whole worth of the company. I wonder if the Cojuangcos are having a hard time dealing with their company's worth whenever Kris Aquino acquire STD, again, from some new douche.