2 Months No See

Well, whoops! It's been nearly two months since I last posted. (I hope you noticed I deleted my videos. It's way too time consuming. Maybe I'll just stick to garageband recording.)

Yeah. That's about it. I just thought I'd say hi. My apologies for the lack of content on here. (especially lately.)
I wrote a whole bunch of new songs. No, I'm not saying that just to stall for time. I mean it. I wrote a bunch.

So there you go! I'm busy with school and such, so don't be surprised if I don't post in a while.

BUT I WON'T . I'M NOT THAT EVIL AND MEAN.

I'M A NICE PERSON. :)

Life Story

First of all, I would like to say that I'm really, really, really, super-de-duper sorry for not keeping my promise from the last post that I will post a new video. I should really just shut up.

I WAS BUSY, KAY? And no, no song today. It's a life story. (Time for Mani to get rambling!)

Anywhoo, I've had a bunch of people ask me how I got interested in this whole music biz. Now, if you don't want to hear all this mambo jumbo, well, feel free to browse around the blog. If you're really not interested in my blog at all, why are you even here? :P (but I love you for giving me a view!)

Alrighty, once upon a time, long before I wrote songs, I wrote poetry. Poetry about anything, anytime. Pizza, weather... you name it.
I was 6.
And when I was 6, I was randomly singing on top of the coffee table in the living room like there was no tomorrow. (My mom made videos. There's proof. I'm so glad I have no idea where they are.)

Shortly after, I wrote a song... about pizza...
Let's say there wasn't much going on at that time.
*fastforward*

I was 9 when I wrote a song with meaning. My friend (*super talented friend) sang a poem of mine, and instantly said it was better off as a song.
I wasn't really a happy chap, I was a poet after all. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I was a better songwriter then a poet. Then I wrote more songs. And started singing them too.

And I got Tino. (my acoustic guitar, for those who don't know.)

I wrote more songs and poems. And I got Vannie. (my electric guitar.)

I wrote more songs and poems.... and here I am today!

That's it! A really lame story about how I got inspired to start pursuing music.

Oh, and I played piano during this story too. Ahaha.

Yuppers... *awkward silence*

Thank You Shakespeare

In school we'reading Romeo and Juliet, so it's quite understandable that I wrote a poem of this theme.
Literary devices for the win. Hahaha

Yeah, this isn't a song (which I haven't written in a while), but I still hope y'all like this!

(Currently untitled)

Is it you that captures my attention,
Across the sea where ships are lost?
And mine, my eyes are lost
Mesmerized by the light in which you shine
Brighter than the sun
Or a golden fire engulfing
The world without a care.

It is unknown how long this rose will last,
If the petals that feel like silk will fall off,
Ending love.
Will immortality strike this thorn covered flower,
Will time freeze to last love forever?

No one known how long the dove will sing,
Singing your words so lovingly.
Wishful thinking begins, that you'll come.
Someday the night will brighten with you.
You're a thief, stealing what is rightfully mine.
My heart.
I feel it beating but it's not with me.

The Awkward Moment When... You Unexpectedly Come Up With A Poem

The awkward moment when you're brainfartting in the middle of writing a song.

The awkward moment when you use the word brainfart.

Yes, my word. Love it.

Haven't been writing songs lately as I've been super duper busy with school and wasting my time. Haha. I just hate those moments. I feel so left behind. Hopefully, I'll get a chance to write more and have a wave of lyrics wash ashore in my brain. (that sounded so cool!)

I do have a poem? Does that help? (:

Don't go back.
Pressing rewind will only cause harm.
The heart will rip,
Holes will be made.
Shine with light, as good memories are to be remembered.
The past is misery,
Our preconception of our foregoing.

Open up to tomorrow,
Take a step in.
Don't be scared, shy.
The day will suck you in but you're safe.
The tears in your heart will stitch.
The tears in your eyes will dry.
Smile. We have the light in our eyes.
Take a look at our fate.
We can move on.


^ I guess I'm just one of those people that when I dwell on the past, I'm haunted by bad memories. Some good, but you know...

The sun will come out tomorrow. (:

My Inner Poet. Part 2

I smiled as I received the news.
Was it true?
Things will change?
It was all going to work,
My dream might turn into reality.

Was it really you then?
You brought that smile on my face,
And the sparkle in my eyes.
Making me go crazy for no reason.

Then, bam! It's all gone.
It's now the past.
I can't go back, I just can't.
It kills.

Mixed signals drive me mad.
I can't stand it.
You were someone else then.
Who are you now?

OH-KAY, I know this is kinda awkward too.. but I hope you all like it! :)

My Inner Poet

Countless dreams I had of you.
Many sleepless nights.
I'd wake up from my dream,
Realizing I'm in reality.
That I can never go back.

Back to the past,
Re-live the dream.
The flashback.

I reread those words,
Butterflies in my stomach,
Flutter around.
My emotions can't hide.
You let yours fade.

I can't help but remember,
The laughs,
Our talks.
They way I'd smile and know that I'm alright.
Because I was.

Maybe it was the timing.
It was all so perfect.
Everything was.
The pieces of the puzzle fit.
Nothing shattered,
Or broken.

I can't help but notice,
Seeing you with another.
The striking pain inside of me.

Will your words be believed?
Will my pain be ceased.
It's not just you.
It's the past itself.
Will it come back?
Will life be the way it was?
Better?

It's not that.
It's the atmosphere around.
Loving, caring, amazing.
I recall those memories,
Realizing how "perfect" it was for me.

I know you're there.
You're somewhere inside.
Maybe not with me.

Now it's all washed away.

Everything between us.
Everything I had.
Everything there was.




OKAY. Here's the story behind this. I read a poem and I ended up coming up with the first half and the second half is personal... in a way. It describes two situations actually; one more personal and the other kind of imaginary.

YES, I KNOW. ANOTHER "AWKWARD" THING. No need to remind. Nothing that personal, really. It's just I still have that one song stuck in my head. :)

Fyi, I came up with this at the top of my head... and it's not edited. I thought I'd show you some rough work. Very freestyle. Want to let me know what you think?

Say hi to my inner Shakespeare. Haha.

Whoa. Can It Be? A New Song?

My friend made me listen to this AMAZING song. It's called B-e-a-utiful by Megan Nicole. (Look it up!) Then, she challenged me to write a song that has a similar topic as "B-e-a-utiful.

OKAY, LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT. YOU WANT ME TO WRITE A SOMEWHAT "AWKWARD" SONG?

No thanks.

But of course, sometimes, there are songs that just inspire me; or I hear a line that makes me go "Oh! This is cool! This reminds me of... blah blah blah." Honestly, I cannot control my writing. It's like magic! *poof*
Then I came up with this:

Words never explain how I feel.
I'm dreaming thoughts so surreal.
Have they ever popped up in your mind?

Sometimes I wish you were by my side,
And I wish I could go back in time.
To when it all first started.

My mind is spinning, don't know what I'm doing.
I feel as if, I'm losing it.
Will I ever get my chance?

*chorus*
I will wait for my miracle.
And one day you will call me beautiful.
Just the way I dreamed it. 
I will wait for the special day.
I never knew I could fall that way,
For you.

I'm going crazy in my head,
Remembering  things you once said,
Have you thought of them too?

Sometimes at night I can't sleep,
You're haunting me in my dreams.
But you know, that's alright.

'Cause I like how I'm unfocused,
I'm hoping one day I'll be noticed,
Will I ever get my chance?

*chorus*
I will wait for my miracle.
And one day you will call me beautiful.
Just the way I dreamed it. 
I will wait for the special day.
I never knew I could fall that way,
For you.

I don't know what I'm supposed to say,
I can't believe that day is now today.
Goodbye is a word that I hate,
So just let me wait...

Let me wait for my miracle.
Let me wait for something magical.

*chorus*
I will wait for my miracle.
And one day you will call me beautiful.
Just the way I dreamed it. 
I will wait for the special day.
I never knew I could fall that way,
For you.

Awkward.

There is always a time in your life where everything just ends up being awkward... that's my life now. : \

I don't know why, though. Honestly. I feel awkward. Something isn't right.

AH HA. I SHOULD WRITE A SONG ABOUT IT.

Wait. What should I write?

Gosh, this is an awkward post. Heh...

To make this post even more awkward than it is.. this is what I'm going to do:

There are three meanings to awkward. (Thanks to The Free Dictionary)

1. clumsy
2. Difficult to handle and manage.
3. Marked by causing embarrassment or discomfort.


I don't know which definition applies to me now...


My mind, boggled. I'm sure yours is too.

Sorry to make you feel uncomfortable.