Edcel.net – mind games

Just got back from my hometown, the place where I grew up and spent 12 years of childhood. It was a nice experience because I got to meet my relatives after 10 years of not seeing them. A lot has changed, people have grown up. Cousins already have children and lives have really gone different. Even the place where I lived is now a commercial building. I miss the place.

Anyway, we were there because of my brother’s graduation and at the same time, I wanted to get a quick vacation from my unused leaves at work. I tried to apply for one of those Instant Pay Day Loans so I can just take advantage of the situation where I’m in right now. It’s nice cause I didn’t have to present too many documents just to show that I could pay off the short term loan. The best thing was being able to use their online service so the application is very convenient.

Now I just have to figure out a way to pay it the soonest time possible.

Was working on some assignments for some requirements in school. Psychology and History aren’t really my favorite subjects but somehow it made me sad in a way what happened to us.

Psyc1 – had to answer some assignments that required me to recall things in the past that had happened that would relate with me being able to experience a certain state (depending on the topic of the subject). So I had to look back on what happened in the past and I pictured a scenario of us siblings taking white hair out of my uncles and aunts’ head. We were rewarded with some money to play games afterward.

Hist15 – was made to create a Family History project about how I came to existence, tracing my roots up to three generations ahead of me. I don’t even know much about my family and I didn’t/don’t want to dig deeper. But I was able to scan through some old photos of us when we were little. I never thought we were fond of taking pictures of ourselves as brothers.

These projects had to bring back memories of a happy childhood. It showed the importance of having a basic unit of society you can always be proud of having which is contradictory to my present circumstance.

I miss my brothers, I wish I could just turn it all around and be a good example of a responsible sibling. But then that’s what time does, it makes you sucker up to what’s left of what can be done. As the cliche goes, it’s never too late.  We still have time to change and make things better… blahblahblah.

There are just some things that you can’t do much anymore because of situation; it’s not accepted socially which is regarded as taboo to some even. Sometimes a tap or a hug or just a pat on the back. I wasn’t able to practice it, probably I never will. It’s not about the longing, it’s more on the gesture. Once we were young, what happened between then and now?

When I was a kid, I was able to attend one of those parks wherein a circus would come to town. I was such in a happy mood that I thought that it was the best place in the world.

Now, I’ve grown, though I still think in some ways I’m still a kid, which accounts for my immature ways of handling tough situations. Even so, I still wish I can get some disney world tickets so I can relive those moments when I won’t have to bother about daily life and such because the grownups would just take care of everything. But then again, I don’t want to stay like a child forever.

I’m so tired of what’s happening at the house already. I just wish I could just go out and escape reality so I can’t THINK at all.

I remembered a time when I was still a kid, I was able to watch some las vegas shows on tv when my older brother was looking for a good channel to stay tuned on. It was in the middle of the night and he thought everyone was asleep; little did he know that I couldn’t sleep so I was watching some flick that needed parental guidance. Anyway, it was a great show, with all the women and sparks that were presented. It made me want to go out and experience the bright side of life, literally.

I never really liked John Mayer and his music, until my brother downloaded his Continuum album. So we’re a bit outdated with music. I just realized that this album has been released since 2006 and what date is today? OLD.

It’s something about the way he expresses his thoughts that would match the tone of my life. Of course, that’s what songs are for, to be a part of a memory that you cherish or loathe. I just feel that I’m somewhere between being both. Haha, it rhymed again.

Anyway, I’m currently fixated with two tracks most of the time, aside form “In Repair”, I’m finding the song “Vultures” entertaining and light. It just makes you want to… chill. A laidback kind that’s easy and pleasant to the ears but still profound in a John Mayer way; definitely what I need to keep myself sane for now.

As I was browsing through some files on my our hard drive, I was playing some new songs on Dan’s playlist. I chanced upon an album that had a collection of songs by different artists in the UK (I believe). There’s this song called JCB by Nizlopi that I found so simple yet so profound. It talks about a the singer’s (Luke) troubles with dyslexia at school and his escape to accompany his dad at work. It reminds me of the uncomplicated life when I was still a kid and some adventures with my pop together with my brothers.

We actually had our own version back in my hometown in Davao. Only my pop used a 10-wheeler truck to drive us one Sunday evening as we were going to church. We had quite a stare from churchgoers who were there after participating in the Mass ceremony. I only realized how awkward it would’ve been if we’d have done it again; but because of our innocent eyes, it didn’t really matter as it looked so cool riding a big truck compared to some 4-wheeled cars around us.

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Nizlopi – JCB

It was 1:30 am, I just got home from work; actually, after talking with Doi and Leah for their sideline. I thought I could sleep right away, considering that I still have work later, mid shift. But I couldn’t, so I watched Alvin and The Chipmunks; their voices still ringing in my my ear. It’s a bit cute at the beginning, in the transition to middle you kinda get the idea where the movie is heading; however, overall, it’s just… cute –> can’t find a better description.

I grew up with Alvin and the Chipmunks. It brings back old memories of me being the youngest as Simon cause I’m a bit righteous, my older brother as Alvin; since he’s just silly, and my oldest brother as Theodore, cause he’s big. Come to think of it, it’s almost every movie that involves three boys that we always get to compare ourselves with. It includes the ninja kids, the American and the Japanese ones. I can’t think of anything else, but like every kid who had wild imaginations, thinking that you are the character of a certain movie, you assume to act the part.

It just shows the ingenuity of us kids back when we still had our minds to make use of, rather than having a virtual game to dictate how we should play. Fortunately for me, I grew up in the 90s; where it’s a crossover between getting hi-tech. As technology isn’t that great cause cellular phones were still analog and the latest tapes were that of Nintendo. I still enjoyed making fries out of playdoh, wanting to land the boardwalk section in Monopoly, to playing second player in Battle City in Family computer, and watching the latest series of Ghostfighter and Dragonball Z on IBC 13. With all these then cool games, they didn’t hinder me though, from playing in our backyard capturing dragonflies and tadpoles in the mud; to showing off my first bike experience without the balance, and playing badminton with a plastic shuttlecock. Not to mention climbing trees, and cooking vegetables (leaves) using the caps of those coca cola bottles as pots. Need I forget playing hide and seek, tag, or a game we made up called Blindfold. The list can go on and on; including marbles, and rubber bands and pogs and texts. These types of pastimes carry a large chunk of memory of childhood. I can still vividly recall different details in remembrance. Suffice to say, my childhood is a happy one; and I’m glad I have this strong memory of it as it keeps me sane knowing that I once experienced these types of moments that my two younger brothers never had the privilege nor imagination of doing so. Times have changed, and I don’t have the same resourceful mind; but I do have the recollection, which is already good enough.

Going back to the movie, I had to replay parts where I wanted to hear their voices again. It’s been a while since I last heard a song, chipmunk style. Yes, it gets quite annoying after a couple of minutes; but for now, I can only grin in recalling those times. One of the ideas why I like the movie is because it brings out the chipmunk in me –> I know, I’m getting corny; it’s 3:15 am and I’d better sleep. I hacve to search for some online college courses first though.