TAKING A BREATHER. Joyce, Rish, and I managed to catch Paolo Santos at the Dome last Friday night, and I consider myself really lucky to have watched him. He is just so good. (Sidenote: watching him made me feel like I was watching Joey Mangaser strumming a guitar, hehe)

Really. I'm currently undergoing into a musical renaissance of sorts, the kind that occurs with the function of age, (well as my friend would put it) and the guy's take on all the covers he did was certainly pleasing to moi. I especially loved it when he played Jason Mraz' Sleep All Day and Stevie Wonder's Overjoyed.

Also, I found out the titles of those songs I usually here at Wave 89.1.(Added note: Paolo Santos hosts Wave Late Night guitar, Wednesdays at 8 p.m.) I usually hear them, but I never really had any idea what their titles were or who sang them.

Watching Paolo would definitely happen again!=D

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NOT-SO-COMFORTABLE NIGHT. Yesterday, I went out with my friends (childhood ones) at the Powerplant Mall for dinner, and went home feeling irate and disappointed. I usually don't go out on a Saturday night, but when I do some good soul gives me a ride home. Well, last night I didn't have a ride home so I had to commute. And when commuting I don't want to stay out late. Hmm...what happened was I went home really late (by my standards) and I didn't feel comfortable going home by myself at such an hour.(nearly 12 mn) And my mom was really upset when I came home alone by that time.

We agreed to meet in front of Page 1 at 7 p.m., and my friends showing up more than hour later REALLY left a bad taste in the mouth, creating a disturbance on my paranoia about going home late. We got around to eating dinner by past 9, and said our goodbyes by past 10.

I was already fidgety by the time 9 p.m. rolled around, and I just kept quiet all throughout dinner. It didn't help that my friends brought with them their boyfriends, who were really quiet too. And I could just imagine that meeting them was part of the reason why they were late in the first place!=( Sigh, it didn't help knowing that one of my friends live just a stone's throw away from Rockwell!*p

Hehe, sorry for the griping. It's just that what really took the cake was that they had the gall to be cute about it, when there's nothing really amusing with the matter.

Oh well.