TAPOS NA ANG BATTLE OF THE BANDS 07-08. ZEPHYR.
grabe. i was not expecting that. nung battle, after na inannounce ung pangalan namin..parang wala lang. [-_-] as in ganun. tapos ngaun. after sleeping. its euphoric! OMG./ nakatugtog kami? ng ganun? sobrang saya tumugtog dun sa harap and just forget the world. parang nung battle, ikaw lang at ang musika., buti katabi ko pa ung amp..naririnig ko ang tibok ng puso ko..hehe..tapos nun ko lang magexperience na mag-let go completely. nothing occured in me except the beat of the songs..i was in a vacuum where my fingers were the only thing that existed and to which their only purpose is to play the bass.... XD
.. sobrang saya. kasi nman nung umaga ko lang nlaman ung mga chords ng call me when you're sober. tapos isang oras lang namin ginawa. waaaaa..kala ko nga magkakalat kami e...tapos nung isang araw ko lang nagets ung pagsslap..hindi ko nga ata nagawa ng maaus e.....hehehe....kasi sobrang daming trials..walang matinong studio..ung pinupuntahan namin,,kulang ng isang gitara, tapos walng cable, nawawalan kami ng tunog ung mga instrumento, ang sobra kong supportive na parents. -pero nung battle, natuwa ako kasi ung mom ko dumating at inaus pa kami..isa pa un..ung aus namin....tapos.. my hands were sweating, sobrang dulas ng fretboard. kala ko nga di ko magagawa adlib ko e..my gad... sobra talga. as in blessing ni Lord 'to. hay.......
francine.paulina.carmen.christine.mikka.reynerson. --sana maulit. :D
i love this year. tapos nakapagdance-night ako..pero hind ganun kasya kasi may mga hindi ako nasayaw...kulang sa time..hehe. at sobrang nakakhilo pala ung mga ilaw..sobrang memorable...
i won't forget that day. December 21,2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
it ends tonight.
ISANG BUWAN AKO WALA SA KLASE. KAMUSTA NAMAN? ahehe..kaya ko pa!
nasa imprenta na ung THE MAKATI SCIENCE VISION VOL. XI NO. 1,,,i hope it turns out fine...i really hope so..being a vision staffer is challenging, and really, really hard. it's more than writing, it's more than editing and researching, it's a lifestyle? (WTF?!) ahaha. kidding aside, working for the paper is an experience--that though a lot would disapprove--changed me forever. [gusto niyo try niyo?, nakakatuwa siya... (X.X)]
after all the sleepLESS nights, the CAFFEINE-DERIVED energy, finally, i can at least face another impending life--the life outside the 'pres rum'.
kanina nung english, nag interview, topic namin, "being a vision staffer". thoguht-provoking ung mga questions..sobra.. well, sabi dun, anu ung mga naidulot ng vision sa buhay namin. uhmm..i can say that working for this year's issue is a walk thru an unforgettable road. pinakamasarap sa lahat ung pagdidiscover sa mga hidden na bagay sa mundo. pinakamasaya ung pagkilala sa mga taong alam mong naiintindihan ka. pinakanakakatuwa ung mga biruan, wrestling events, murahan, at discourses, sa press room, lalo na ung pagbibinyag sa amin ng mga weirdong pangaln... (ako nga pala si inday) ahaha.
marami akong nadiscover,...lam niyo ba na maraming ipis sa maksci?..na kakaiba ang maksci pag walang tao..na pinapatay ng 12 am ang mga ilaw sa rockwell., na ang sementong papag ay lumalambot din pala. na leche ang mga antivirus na yan..na pwede maging stove ang isang hamak na rice cooker. na masarap magkape sa madaling araw. na masarap panoorin ang mga studyante ng maksci na magsidatingan sa skul. na may mga gwardiyang masarap pakisamahan. na masarap ang dinuguan sa yoohoo. na baliw ung nagtitinda sa burger machine. na ang saya basahin ung mga libro ni bo sanchez. na asteeg ung ibm na comp ni sir. na may epilepsy si jonatahan. na may walk-in closet kami. na parang orasan matulog si boy at si dodong. na hinding-hindi ko makakalimutan ang vision...
hay..nakakamiss pala talga.. dodong,,,tama ka......
nu pa ba gagwin ko? sa loob ng press room, kakaiba ang mga tao. as in. marami rin palang nadevelop. lam niyo ba na si nadine at si kevin ay compatible, pero si nadine ay may past kay jonathan pero si jonathan ay crush ni inday, at si kevin ay may pagtingin kay ederlyn, na crush ni aldrich, nugnit bestfrend ni kevin, na si aldrich ay may pagtingin kay sandi, na kklase ni jed, na nadevelop kay mami dodeng sa paghuhugas ng pinggan,..
msaya rin pala magturo ng chem reactions sa table sa harapn ng freezer, ref at cupboard. diba? sosyal. at kahit paulit-ulit tugtugin ang phantom of the opera, hindi ko pa rin pagsasawaan,dahil un lang ung tugtog na nagpapatigil sakin sa paggawa ng articles... mahal ko na ata ang vision. (xhet..ahhehe jwk!)
well., im closing this blog post. but, i'm not closing my life in the press room/....ill be back soon, i hope to catch up....
grabe...nakakmiss!
grr...
nasa imprenta na ung THE MAKATI SCIENCE VISION VOL. XI NO. 1,,,i hope it turns out fine...i really hope so..being a vision staffer is challenging, and really, really hard. it's more than writing, it's more than editing and researching, it's a lifestyle? (WTF?!) ahaha. kidding aside, working for the paper is an experience--that though a lot would disapprove--changed me forever. [gusto niyo try niyo?, nakakatuwa siya... (X.X)]
after all the sleepLESS nights, the CAFFEINE-DERIVED energy, finally, i can at least face another impending life--the life outside the 'pres rum'.
kanina nung english, nag interview, topic namin, "being a vision staffer". thoguht-provoking ung mga questions..sobra.. well, sabi dun, anu ung mga naidulot ng vision sa buhay namin. uhmm..i can say that working for this year's issue is a walk thru an unforgettable road. pinakamasarap sa lahat ung pagdidiscover sa mga hidden na bagay sa mundo. pinakamasaya ung pagkilala sa mga taong alam mong naiintindihan ka. pinakanakakatuwa ung mga biruan, wrestling events, murahan, at discourses, sa press room, lalo na ung pagbibinyag sa amin ng mga weirdong pangaln... (ako nga pala si inday) ahaha.
marami akong nadiscover,...lam niyo ba na maraming ipis sa maksci?..na kakaiba ang maksci pag walang tao..na pinapatay ng 12 am ang mga ilaw sa rockwell., na ang sementong papag ay lumalambot din pala. na leche ang mga antivirus na yan..na pwede maging stove ang isang hamak na rice cooker. na masarap magkape sa madaling araw. na masarap panoorin ang mga studyante ng maksci na magsidatingan sa skul. na may mga gwardiyang masarap pakisamahan. na masarap ang dinuguan sa yoohoo. na baliw ung nagtitinda sa burger machine. na ang saya basahin ung mga libro ni bo sanchez. na asteeg ung ibm na comp ni sir. na may epilepsy si jonatahan. na may walk-in closet kami. na parang orasan matulog si boy at si dodong. na hinding-hindi ko makakalimutan ang vision...
hay..nakakamiss pala talga.. dodong,,,tama ka......
nu pa ba gagwin ko? sa loob ng press room, kakaiba ang mga tao. as in. marami rin palang nadevelop. lam niyo ba na si nadine at si kevin ay compatible, pero si nadine ay may past kay jonathan pero si jonathan ay crush ni inday, at si kevin ay may pagtingin kay ederlyn, na crush ni aldrich, nugnit bestfrend ni kevin, na si aldrich ay may pagtingin kay sandi, na kklase ni jed, na nadevelop kay mami dodeng sa paghuhugas ng pinggan,..
msaya rin pala magturo ng chem reactions sa table sa harapn ng freezer, ref at cupboard. diba? sosyal. at kahit paulit-ulit tugtugin ang phantom of the opera, hindi ko pa rin pagsasawaan,dahil un lang ung tugtog na nagpapatigil sakin sa paggawa ng articles... mahal ko na ata ang vision. (xhet..ahhehe jwk!)
well., im closing this blog post. but, i'm not closing my life in the press room/....ill be back soon, i hope to catch up....
grabe...nakakmiss!
grr...
Saturday, December 1, 2007
your guardian angel
i have decided to write a story. it is not created out of boredom. because...well, because people who get bored have nothing to do, i always have something to do/... hehe///
pakiusap sa mambabasa (kung meron man): This is a totally, TOTALLY, FICTIONAL story. nothing is based on reality (because reality is always a dream that we decide to believe)
"When I see your smile Tears run down my face I can't replace And now that I'm stronger I have figured out How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one I will never let you fall (let you fall) I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all (through it all) Even if saving you sends me to heaven It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. Seasons are changing And waves are crashing And stars are falling all for us Days grow longer and nights grow shorter I can show you I'll be the one I will never let you fall (let you fall)I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)Even if saving you sends me to heaven 'Cause you're my, you're my, my true love, my whole heartPlease don't throw that away'Cause I'm here for youPlease don't walk away and Please tell me you'll stay, stay, yeahWhoa-oh, stay, whoa-ohUse me as you will Pull my strings just for a thrill And I know I'll be okay Though my skies are turning gray, (gray) I will never let you fall I'll stand up with you FOREVER I'll be there for you through it all Even if saving you sends me to heavenI will never let you fall I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all Even if saving you sends me to heaven .."
Trudi has been playing this song for hours, seeming to numb her head, wanting for the words to form voluntarily on her lips, for the notes to reverberate in her every breath, and the beat to echo in her footsteps......she's waiting for kate --her bestfriend.
She's on one end of the red wooden bench, the other end, she left for someone to share the seat with --anyone--even a stranger. someone to watch the leaves from the nearby tree to fall down comically to the pavement. someone to watch the sun fade. someone to sit beside her as she waits for kate, her best friend.
---she's been sitting for exactly 2 hours 31 minutes and 8 seconds, in front of a wise tree, on a red wooden bench with lots and lots of lost vandalisms...she's been sitting at the end of the bench for 2 hours 31 minutes and 8 seconds alone. ...kate would not take long now...her class usually lasts 2 hours 33 minutes and 31 seconds.....she listens to the song. repeat again.
the song has played for 50 times already. its the only song she listens to whenever she's on that bench, its her companion -- to fill the other end of the bench....but for every interval on every repeat of the song, a second of silence fills her ears, and she does not have any companion -- a blank space. her fear....
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the last song is playing....
" And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one I will never let you fall (let you fall) I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all (through it all) Even if saving you sends me to heaven It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. Seasons are changing.."
there are footsteps..she does not hear....she's inside the song. the footsteps come nearer. and nearer. the shadow is dawning upon her. but her eyes remain closed.... only the pavement, the leaves and the air bear witness to the shadows of the owner of the footsteps...
pakiusap sa mambabasa (kung meron man): This is a totally, TOTALLY, FICTIONAL story. nothing is based on reality (because reality is always a dream that we decide to believe)
"When I see your smile Tears run down my face I can't replace And now that I'm stronger I have figured out How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one I will never let you fall (let you fall) I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all (through it all) Even if saving you sends me to heaven It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. Seasons are changing And waves are crashing And stars are falling all for us Days grow longer and nights grow shorter I can show you I'll be the one I will never let you fall (let you fall)I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)Even if saving you sends me to heaven 'Cause you're my, you're my, my true love, my whole heartPlease don't throw that away'Cause I'm here for youPlease don't walk away and Please tell me you'll stay, stay, yeahWhoa-oh, stay, whoa-ohUse me as you will Pull my strings just for a thrill And I know I'll be okay Though my skies are turning gray, (gray) I will never let you fall I'll stand up with you FOREVER I'll be there for you through it all Even if saving you sends me to heavenI will never let you fall I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all Even if saving you sends me to heaven .."
Trudi has been playing this song for hours, seeming to numb her head, wanting for the words to form voluntarily on her lips, for the notes to reverberate in her every breath, and the beat to echo in her footsteps......she's waiting for kate --her bestfriend.
She's on one end of the red wooden bench, the other end, she left for someone to share the seat with --anyone--even a stranger. someone to watch the leaves from the nearby tree to fall down comically to the pavement. someone to watch the sun fade. someone to sit beside her as she waits for kate, her best friend.
---she's been sitting for exactly 2 hours 31 minutes and 8 seconds, in front of a wise tree, on a red wooden bench with lots and lots of lost vandalisms...she's been sitting at the end of the bench for 2 hours 31 minutes and 8 seconds alone. ...kate would not take long now...her class usually lasts 2 hours 33 minutes and 31 seconds.....she listens to the song. repeat again.
the song has played for 50 times already. its the only song she listens to whenever she's on that bench, its her companion -- to fill the other end of the bench....but for every interval on every repeat of the song, a second of silence fills her ears, and she does not have any companion -- a blank space. her fear....
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the last song is playing....
" And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one I will never let you fall (let you fall) I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all (through it all) Even if saving you sends me to heaven It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. Seasons are changing.."
there are footsteps..she does not hear....she's inside the song. the footsteps come nearer. and nearer. the shadow is dawning upon her. but her eyes remain closed.... only the pavement, the leaves and the air bear witness to the shadows of the owner of the footsteps...
-symptoms-
i have 'yourguardianangel' on repeat. i've been eating loads of chocolate. i've been sleeping late. i've been dreaming a lot. and people say i'm different.
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