averageness, commonness, commonplaceness, normality

F.R.I.E.N.D.S. Appreciation Post

Last July, I started re-watching the whole FRIENDS series (all 10 seasons) to get through a rough patch in my life. I’ve seen it a total of 4 times now, and I really can’t say it will ever get old for me. I mean, it isn’t the best show on TV, but it’s definitely on top of my “Things That Make Me Happy” list. 
Ironically, it’s also on top of “Things That Make Me Cry” list.
In any case, FRIENDS will always be my favorite show ever and I will watch it over and over and over…

Filed under: friends, tv, tv shows

for Polin, my dear friend

Pauline, the Anti-Jet Set
Ice cream is part of her diet
She likes it when the ice cream is wet
You can even smell aroma on her breath

Her favorite flavors are lemon and maple syrup
She won’t notice you no matter what stir-up
As long as she’s eating her ice cream
She’ll only spot you in a dream

Pauline, the Anti-Jet Set
I’m so sorry you don’t know her yet.
Pauline, the Anti-Jet Set
The day will come, when you will have met.

Filed under: friends, poem, polin

Charles, the Happy Fan

On my way home from Tapsi ni Vivian last night, I kept thinking about how I was going to write about the events of the epic epic night. The night has been marked in my calendar since I first saw this poster and have been looking forward to it like a spoiled brat waiting for Christmas.

Anyway, the bottom line is, I can’t put anything to words. Amazing would be an understatement so I’ll just post some pictures.

If there is one thing I really love about Ciudad, it’s that they never changed since day 1. Their first single gets on top of the charts, they’re still the same. 10 years later, they still set up their own gear, add you on Facebook instead of sending you a message to like their fan page instead, and since that album is no longer available, they burn copies and give them out for free. I think I just described what an Indie band is.

Filed under: ang bandang shirley, band, ciudad, facebook, friends, gig, music, photos, twisted halo