Category: Just dabbling

One Word

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The reason why there are no posts on this site lately.
One Word.

HATE!

I hate everything.
That is all.
Thank you very much.

Have a nice day. 🙂

My Instrument

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Nobody may care about my instrument, but it is the only thing I can turn to.

Especially when emotions are high
and thoughts are a-plenty.

My Dad is not a great Dad.

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My Dad was not a great Dad.
He had his faults.
He had his weaknesses.
He made mistakes.
We had our own little fights.
Or big fights. Lots of big fights.

But I must admit,
flawed as he may be.
He did step up and helped me
when I needed him most.

My Dad was not a great Dad.
To me, he was awesome.

Someday, my son and I will have our own arguments.
Our own little tiffs.
But someday, I would like to be there for him,
when he too, needs me most.

I miss him right now,
and it really, really sucks.

Mom’s Day 2014

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This is the woman who suffered raising Beavis and Butthead here.
I don’t know how she did it.

Come to think of it,
When we were growing up,
Mother’s Day and My Mom’s Birthday,
are the only days my brother and I
would actually try our best
not to kill each other.
So it is a very special day.

Happy Mom’s Day to all you Mother’s out there.

Obligatory “First of May” song post

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How can I not re-post this song?
Today, of all days.

The Brothers Gibb is probably one of my guilty pleasures
when it comes to listening to yesteryear’s music.

Don’t judge me.
I know you secretly dance to “Stayin’ Alive”
whenever you hear it come on the radio.

The BeeGees are cool.
A lot of bands and artists covered many of their songs.
I covered this one many years ago, because it’s one of my favourites.
As a matter of fact, “Words” is the very first song I have learned to play completely.
From start to finish, without pausing to figure out the chord fingerings.

Anyway,
Here is “First of May.”
Music by – The Beegees
Voice, all Instruments and percussion arrangements – Ty Martell

Lyrics begin here:
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My dream with Marilyn

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Those of you who really know me,
You know how much I’m infatuated with Marilyn Monroe.
I adore the legendary, fragile woman.
I really think she was way smarter and more intelligent
than what she projected to people.

Anyway, I dreamt of her last night.
I am writing it here because it was very cool, like a movie.
Well, not really a movie, but maybe a quick TV story.

You are not obliged to read to the end of this post,
but if you are still reading this, then read on.
I’ll tell you how it went.

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20 Years

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Today marks my 20th year
living in North America.

That’s half my age, if I may share that too.
I left the Philippines for Canada when I just turned 20
and was reborn to a whole new life,
in a whole new place.

Interestingly enough, this year also marks my 10th year living in the States.
So that’s 20 in the Philippines,
10 in Canada
and 10 in the US.

And between how old I am and living in these three countries,
I can surely tell you, in my experience,
that people are all the same wherever you may go.
And by “all the same” I meant there will always be nice people
and assholes.

Sure, people have different customs and traditions or how they do stuff,
but when it really comes down to it, you can’t avoid the assholes, bitches and pricks.
Seems like it’s getting harder and harder to find nice and well mannered people nowadays.

What?
Oh yeah. Right.
I should be writing good stuff in here.
How I should be thankful that I had the opportunity to live in other countries and start anew?

Well, I am sorry.
I’m an asshole too.
And a jerk.

I’m sorry. I am on my third coffee,
and someone just pissed me off today.