Chronic Wheeze at B-side, Malugay

Aside from my love for pinoy rap, I have also gained liking for local bands. Well, unlucky me our cable doesn't have MYX (LOL), which is the quote, un-quote, the number one music channel in the Philippines. Which is why I have to make an extra effort to learn and discover some of the new and upcoming local bands, which I do by streaming through twitter and facebook (really helpful :D).

Last April 24th me and Drei, attended Chronic Wheeze XXII at B-Side Malugay..please see poster below for details:

  

As always, "Filipino Time" prevails, the show started really late, and ended really late too. It ended around 4 am and I had to go to work the next day, but WTH. 

I guess the music scene here in the Philippines is striving, since there are still alot of kids like us who dig this kind of music and have not drowned in the Korean wave. LOL. Look, I have nothing against Korean music, but if Korean CDs have higher sales, than CDs by local artists, well then that's a different story.

Live painting by Chase

yes...it was so hot that everyone wanted to take their clothes off

book sale. I wasn't able to buy anything though, since I still have so many pending reads

 Oh my, they are the Chocolate Factory. You guys HAVE to listen to them. 

The Chongkeys. They all had matching shirts and this guy was so intense. GALING

 *stalker mode*. This is Eight Toleran / Ocho Toleran of Franco. He was like inches from me and we even got to talk to him for a bit. He was soo friendly. I was just too shy to have a photo op with him since it would catch too much attention within such a small crowd.

 

Front man of Wilabaliw. Ian Tayao. Awesome, ear drum smashing performance. 

 

the StickFiggas

 Franco. The band we all waited for, finally at around 'almost 4 AMish", it was their turn to play

Ocho Toleran again. :D

You know that weird moment when you actually saved your camera for a photo op with your favorite band members and your camera just f*cks up? HAHAHA yeah we waited until 4 AM for some legit photo ops, and this is what we got. 

xoxo

thrifty me.

 

I can't believe how uneconomical i have become. I am now officially a spendthrift.

So let's travel through time..During my first days in HS in da Philippines. I don't shop. I DON'T SHOP, for clothes that is. I rely all my fashion necessities from my mom. I believe i trusted her so much when it came to clothes. She usually bought me my then-"trendy" t-shirts, the famous "boot cut jeans", finished with my awesome "bulky" skechers rubber shoes. (my Dad called them, da bulldog shoes..LOL). Bench, Penshoppe, and the Sm department stores where my fashion staples back then.

This was the penny pinching me.."Clothes? bleh, kahit ano basta nasusuot."-Leanne Circa 2005

I was totally intimidated by Zara, Mango, Guess etc. I felt like if i ever set foot in these stores, i would turn to ashes, for only the "gifted-pockets" were worthy to step in. This was when I came to the Philippines, back in Oman, I never figured Jc Penney, Benetton, and Giordano were high-end, everyone bought their clothes there.

One faithful day, I was with my Mom, and she told me "Oh, sale sa Mango!" and I was like, 'yeah, as if naman'. So due to my Mom's persistent urge to go there. So I further explored. There was this PLAIN GRAY COTTON SHIRT. I WANT TO REITERATE "PLAIN". The moment i flipped the tag, my heart sank, seriously, it was on the floor. It was 799. who buys a PLAIN cotton shirt for 799? With 799, i would deem myself rich, 799 meant 2 or almost 3 shirts from SM, or heaps of food, for that matter. damn you discriminating store! ha! that's why there were only three of us in that store, my mom and me included, (darn i was such a bitter melon)  lol..how about all the fashion victims, like myself, who in all our innocence can't afford to buy a stupid plain gray shirt? And I got my answer, people like us are doomed to fizzle and evaporate into thin air, yep, i proved myself right, i don't belong in this store.

My Mom and Dad were such contributing factors, in the 'deterioration' of my fashion sense in the HS era(hahahaha). they wanted the "plain", "simple", "ordinary" clothes, that help you to blend in. Not FIT in but BLEND in.

I remember my first week in College. We still had no uniform, so we all had to wear our precious civilian clothes. I even asked my mom to buy a shirt from SM, a baby blue shirt with beading and glittery stuff, just for 350. I was so proud. LOL. So the first day, came, i never really cared what I wore, I was ok with it. But then as the days passed, I kinda noticed my then anonymous classmates wearing "nicely-designed" clothes, as I defined them back in 2006. I for the matter, wore shirts, 1 and a half sizes bigger. i wasn't used to wearing the "ill-fitted" clothing so i wore, loose ones. I was really fat then ( i kinda lost weight na, kinda? lol) so i resorted to loose clothes, and i felt uber thin in them. GOD, I was such a poster child for the fashion victims of the world.

So months passed, due to my realization that i had insufficient clothes and bad taste for fashion, i had to do something! I decided that I would go buy something for myself every week, ofcourse the savings I  had would enable me to purchase something WORTH wearing. At that point in time, fashion for me meant TIANGGE. the 168 type of stalls in cubao was my fashion haven that time. I was like going to the Hospital for fashion victims..LOL. Somehow i improved (i think), atleast i was learning to pick my own clothes.

At present: I can't say I'm a fashionista, because I can't afford to be one. Probably a frustrated fashionista. LOL. But one thing is, i learned that CLOTHES SHOULDN'T WEAR YOU, YOU SHOULD WEAR YOUR CLOTHES. like they say "nasa nagdadala lang yan". I find fashion in a plain white shirt, and your trusty old jeans. You don't have to flow with the latest trends in fashion, you don't have to wear liquid leggings, harem pants, balmain jackets, and military lace up boots. It doesn't matter what you wear, or where you bought it..what matters is how you bring yourself in it. I buy clothes from everywhere, from 168, Greenhills, SM, UKAY. Like I said it doesn't matter. (but sometimes it does..LOL..hahaha..one time my mom bought me a shirt from Mark and Spencer's, because they were on sale, so 750 nalang, plain white shirt lang, na may accent na buttons, Gah it felt good wearing it, I don't know, maybe there REALLY is magic when you wear clothes from branded stores.) LOL..I ask forgiveness for being so ironic..=)

One itsy bitsy tiny wish: I hope I earn heaps of money in the future so I can afford the "799 plain gray shirt"-type of clothes. *3*

xoxo

i have been dreaming..

it's hot here in da pilipins..at this very moment, I'm apparently all alone, because the people living here apart from me have gone to do their share to make this world a better place. and for me I'm here, stuck at home, with nothing to do, so i've decided to post here at my blog..

school starts in two days, heck, my new sched is really a pain in the ass. I will be utterly forced to wake up at 5 am in the morning to get ready for my 7 am classes, thank God, i have 10 am ones, and all end at 3 pm. my mom loves my new sched, like for Christ's sake, how can you love this sched, its so fucking hard to wake up in the morning let alone cook your own breakfast, because apparently everyone else is asleep. Maybe I'll resort to the INSTANT/POUR HOT WATER-AND EAT AFTER 3 MINUTES kind of foods. But in reality i hate them, the msg, the 'fake' taste, it just makes me barf, the only time i'll eat them is when there's nothing else to eat, i have never craved for the 7 peso pancit canton that we usually buy from the 'stones throw-away' sari sari store.

So this past 2 months of eternal hogging, i have done nothing productive as to say, all i remember doing is going back and forth-back and forth-back and forth from manila to batangas. It all seems so fast. Uhuh..yes but i enjoy these things, stuff like these that make time pass by easily..WHY? Well to tell you plainly, my life sucks..BIG TIME..yes it does, and i will repeat, IT SUCKS. I get so envious sometimes why some girls just have it all..and i have,well,some of what they have..I actually begin to realize, do some people even envy me, or think of the things I have? Does my life matter to them? It kinda sucks to think  that i always count the things which i don't have..simply to over-exaggerate that THEY are better than me..in everything..yes I AM INSECURE. HOPEFULLY, well maybe after graduation, i might a find a new WORLD to live in, and probably start anew, as my life has been torn 2 times to be exact. and leading my own life might just make it better, but as i come to think of it, WILL IT? Oh well..something I've learned, is that NEVER plan ahead, JUST LET THINGS FALL INTO PLACE, it helps when you get surprised once in a while.

3 days ago, me and my friends had a post-halloween partey!! LOL..it was fun, and different, and we talked a lot. Things like the future, boyfriends, love, and other people..LOL..doing this, i kinda miss my old friends back in highschool in OMAN. Yes oman, i miss this place so much, it's like attached to me, well it is, because i was born and raised there, even though for no apparent reason i don't remember a single word in arabic. Yes, the laid-back life, no traffic, friends all over, friendly arabs, funny pakistani accents, and shawarma! One of my goals is to go back there, someday, with a friend, whoever that person might be. Maybe even work there, as for most of my older friends have found their way back there..WILL I TOO? It's kinda lame, that i can't get over the fact that I'm already here, and i hate it here, during highschool and my early days of college, i wished that this was all just a dream, that  i would wake up in my room in OMAN, and everything here is just a dream..just a dream, but ALAS! it isn't, no matter how hard i pinch myself, or blink, I'm living in this, i'm fucking living in this shithole reality. Luckily for me, i have learned to love this place, i have earned friends, and the life of a REAL teenager, because apparently in oman, teens don't get to experience much of what i got to experience here, and i got to become more closer to my relatives, which is somewhat a good thing too. And as i have no choice whatsoever. So im kinda liking it here, but i just wish that i go back to MY homeland which is OMAN and probably have fun back there again, just like the old times. but as of now, i'm stuck here in the motherland, of which is 'da pilipins' and probably just enjoy it here, life is short and i have utterly no choice but to enjoy it......while it lasts..=)

xoxo