we all fall in love sometimes

(a friend sent me a rendition of jeff buckley syet ang ganda waaahhhh!!! e-mail me if type nyo APIR!)

Wise men say, it looks like rain today

it crackled onthe speakers and

trickled down the sleepy subway train

heavy eyes could hardly hold us

aching legs that often told us

Its all worth saying

We all fall in love sometimes

The full moon’s bright

and starlight filled the evening

We wrote it and I played it

Something happend its so strange this feeling

Naive notions that were childish

Simple tunes I tried to hide it when it comes

We all fall in love sometimes

Didn’t we, Didn’t we, shouldn’t we, couldn’t we

I’m not sure but sometimes we’re so blind

struggling through the day,

when even your best friends say

Dont you find

We all fall in love sometimes

-elton john-

sa muling paghihintay part 2

ok masyadong malungkot ang mga posts ko kahapon
inaamin ko minsan talaga masyadong nagiging emotional ang inyong lingkod

kaya ngayon babawi naman ako at itutuloy ko ang aming adventures ni kapatid na julien
kaya brother poy basa… (sabay tingin sa kaliwa)

teka hindi ito ang dating daan…

sige so lumipat kami ng lugar ni julien nagpunta kami sa may terminal ng FX papuntang paranaque (the land or the rising drugs)

may nakita kaming mobile patrol car kaya pakiramdam namin safe naman kami kahit hindi naman kami mukhang mayaman. at palagay ko kilala ng mga holdaper ang mga kapwa nila magnanakaw (peace ju) hehehe
naupo kami sandali kasi hindi biro ang tumayo ng isang oras.

then out of nowhere may biglang sumulpot na babae pubescent pa yun pero ewan ko baka alien o multo.
ay basta bigla na lang siyang sumulpot sa gilid namin sabay sabi kung pwede daw kaming maabala.
hindi naman siya mukhang nagbebenta ng laman (eh mga 12 na ata nun ng umaga) at wala din naman siyang dalang baril o itak o nailcutter na pwedeng pangtanggal ng ingrown

sa katunayan mukha siyang mabait at matino.
heto ang nangyari:

ju (nakaupo)
poy (nakaupo din)

tahimik

biglang sumulpot yung babae sa gilid namin sabay tanong: “sir pwede ba kayong maabala” (sabay flah ng mga holographic pictures ng mga santo at ni papa jesus yung pocket size)

ju: anak ng! pati ba naman ngayong oras na to….
poy: (natawa) nakakagulat ka ha pano mo ginawa yun?

babae: (tumawa lang)

ju: ah wala… sindikato ka noh?
poy: uy (tumatawa na talaga) ano ba yan miss?

babae: kasi po kailangan ko ng konting pera para sa…

ju: hulaan ko! kalendaryo yan noh tsaka hologram!
poy: oo nga kalendaryo! eh magkano pala yan?

babae: singkwenta lang po sir.

ju: teka nasan ba yung mga kasama mo?
poy: (hahahahahahahahahahaha) ang mahal naman nyan pasensya na miss hindi ako bumibili ng ganyan eh. salamat na lang

babae: ay okey po… (sabay lakad paalis)

lumingon ako sandali sabay nawala nanaman

nakakatakot na talaga ang maynila ngayon dami nang kalahi si batman!

poy: shiiyyyeeeettt! nakita mo yun? asteeeeg noh?
ju: labo! hahahahaha

ayun nag proceed nanaman kami sa ibang lugar this time sa may malapit sa starbucks sa 6750

nakahanap kami ng taxi pero pagsakay namin:

driver: san kayo?
ju: UP village po

driver: baka pwedeng gawin na lang nating 200?
ju: (nanginginig na binuksan ang pinto at bumaba sa bad trip)

yung driver parang natahimik na lang hehehe

ju: tarantado talaga yung mga taxi driver na yan!
poy: bus na lang tayo tol! kaya minsan tama rin na maholdap yang mga hayop na yan eh grrrr

ju: ngeeee gusto mong maholdap?
poy: pero at least gumagalaw tayo tsaka wala namang kukunin satin eh.

ju: ayokong maholdap taxi lang tayo!
poy: ah ok

(another hour)

poy: lipat tayo ayala avenue sure ko meron na dun!
ju: tara

(sa ayala avenue)

poy: uy tingnan mo sa kabilang lane diba kasabay natin yun naghihintay sa sheraton kanina eh diba lasing pa siya kanina ngayon mukhang ok na ha? naghihintay din ng taxi hahahaha
ju: hahahahaha oo nga

(naghintay nanaman ng taxi pero wala parin)

poy: teka… san na yung naghihintay sa kabila?
ju: oo nga noh san na yun?

poy: eh tayo na lang andito ehyoh!
ju: oo nga! hahahahaha

Panoorin nyo ang Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros ganda talaga sooooobra!!!!

all pics from ping

the one that got away…

a friend once asked me “what if the person that you left is the one who got away?”
i asked back “eh how would you know that the person is really the one that got away?”

at the back of my mind an idea kept bugging me about sumthin that i read a long time ago it said that 90% of married people got married to the people that they dont like meaning hindi yun yung dream girl or boy nila

but what the heck i doubt that idea.
maybe when we get to live with the person for a long time it turns out that we get to look for things long gone.
but anyway going back to the conversation

there was no compromise whatsoever after the ordeal or what i would like to call that conversation
for all i know the grueling stress behind the idea of understanding a situation out of pure imagintaion and of what if’s are sumthin that drains me
i dont like dwelling in things that yet to happen nor do i love dwelling in the past

i dwell in the present
and i guess thats the easiest route so far
to look at the future is good
but only to what is accesible in the present

to look at the past is good
but only to the point of reminiscing

my friend asked me if ive regreted anything in my life
id be stupid to say na wala
i said yes i do have a couple of regrets but they are mostly opportunities

i let an opportunity pass by
and i know that my life is going to be good because of that opportunity
yun malaking regret yun

pero sa ibang bagay wala akong regret
sabi nga ni morrie (sa book na tuesdays with morrie by mitch albom)
if you regret you feel that you didnt live your life to the fullest and eventually youll feel miserable all your life.

its tricky really
to think of the things that you might’ve had
but to look at the present is more painful
if you know that things arent going your way
and yet you hold on to an ideal
an ideal that wont ever come.

even warriors admit defeat
and it is honorable to walk away and face another day of fighting

but as warriors are at war
we might as well have an idea of what we are fighting for
who are we fighting for and for what purpose

ikaw? alam mo na ba kung sinong pinaglalaban mo?
ano ang pinaglalaban mo?

and if theres even a point to fight at all if you know that in the end you will loose?

im really waxing cynical here na.
tsk tsk

the talk ended abruptly
i think kailangan na naming matulog at magpahinga

minsan kasi pag masyado nang madaming luha ang nilalabas mo nakakastress
at hindi kaya ng katawan
how much more ng puso at utak

atin atin lang ha
i have yet to find my reason to fight
maybe i lost it long ago
as of now im a ronin
a lone warrior fighting a lone battle

going to and fro
not knowing where and how
i go with the wind

i take risks and have no reason why
once i thought it was because of love

it proved me wrong pala
sometimes love is not enough to sustain ones sadness
love is not enough to sustain ones emptiness
and lastly love is not enough to understand another persons heart

i guess the warrior within me realized that there is so much more to life than love
that there is so much more than what happiness it might bring

and as early as now i think it is to find fellow warriors traversing the same road
create bonds
fill the emptiness even for a while
and go on and fight another battle

wait tama na isa na itong nobela nyahahaha

(i like my current blog template its so meeeh!!! hehehe i just love the color orange or am i becoming colorblind? sabi nga nila your eyes makes you see what you want to see ahhhh bahala na basta ok nako dito nyahahaha)

^_^

p.s.
i still have a feeling that im gonna die early hmm… weird

walang kwentang sinulog

ewan ko kung tanga lang ako o ano
pero sinubukan kong magtrabaho nung sinulog

nag events ako
tapos naging boss ko yung punyetang batchmate ko na hanggang ngayon eh anlaki ata ng galit sakin
at nung panahon na na subordinate nya ako eh grabeh mang sigaw at mang mata

madaming banda dun
buti pa si joey at rick nag enjoy
eh yung sakin wala akong matinong makausap
eh ni hindi man lang kami pwedeng manood ng banda
kahit na wala na kaming pwedeng gawin

pinili ko yung event na yun kasi medyo malaki ang bayad
pero syet 12 hours kaming nagtrabaho

kung titingnan mo mas maganda pa yung bayad kay yowee kasi at least sa kanila natatapos ng maaga
yung samin eh kulang a lang tutukan mo ng baril ang mga banda para tumigil tumugtog
eh pare-pareho rin naman silang reggae

parang iisa lang ang tunog nila
pero in fairness may mga iba naman na maganda
yun eh kung nakakahanap ako ng oras makanakaw ng tambay sa may stage

pero all in all walang kwenta ang event that the following day
i decided out of whim (and talagang masakit na rin talaga ang ulo ko that time)
na umalis at iwan ang punyetang event
nang-gagalaiti ako sa sama ng loob parang sumkinda like ito na ata ang last na sinulog ko sa cebu pero di ko parin na enjoy

so i txtd my friend
sabi ko sama na lang ako sa kanila
sabi niya sige andito kami sa main entrance ng ayala

ayun nagpunta ako sa main entrance at mahigit kumulang 15-20 minutes akong nag-iikot eh yun pala hindi sila dun na entrance nakatambay
couple that with a great fucking headache
umuwi na lang ako

to sum it all up i spent my last sinulog in cebu fucked up and depressed.

shiiyyyeeettttt!!!!!!

(sabay lahat pa ng tao sa paligid mo tawa ng tawa na ang saya saya)

some people really have all the luck

and maybe i always get to have all the fucked up experiences

whatever

im still suffering from aftershock

ewan ko kung babalik pako sa sinulog.

pakiramdam ko patay nako next year eh

sa sama ng loob.

tsk tsk

(pahabol nakilala ko din pala yung vocalist ng menaya at band nya at isang uber duper cool na chick na barkada ng Orange and lemons and recently won the NU 107 awards for album cover ng OnL asteeg! so far sila lang yung matinong kausap sa buong event tsk tsk)

walang kwentang sinulog

ewan ko kung tanga lang ako o ano
pero sinubukan kong magtrabaho nung sinulog

nag events ako
tapos naging boss ko yung punyetang batchmate ko na hanggang ngayon eh anlaki ata ng galit sakin
at nung panahon na na subordinate nya ako eh grabeh mang sigaw at mang mata

madaming banda dun
buti pa si joey at rick nag enjoy
eh yung sakin wala akong matinong makausap
eh ni hindi man lang kami pwedeng manood ng banda
kahit na wala na kaming pwedeng gawin

pinili ko yung event na yun kasi medyo malaki ang bayad
pero syet 12 hours kaming nagtrabaho

kung titingnan mo mas maganda pa yung bayad kay yowee kasi at least sa kanila natatapos ng maaga
yung samin eh kulang a lang tutukan mo ng baril ang mga banda para tumigil tumugtog
eh pare-pareho rin naman silang reggae

parang iisa lang ang tunog nila
pero in fairness may mga iba naman na maganda
yun eh kung nakakahanap ako ng oras makanakaw ng tambay sa may stage

pero all in all walang kwenta ang event that the following day
i decided out of whim (and talagang masakit na rin talaga ang ulo ko that time)
na umalis at iwan ang punyetang event
nang-gagalaiti ako sa sama ng loob parang sumkinda like ito na ata ang last na sinulog ko sa cebu pero di ko parin na enjoy

so i txtd my friend
sabi ko sama na lang ako sa kanila
sabi niya sige andito kami sa main entrance ng ayala

ayun nagpunta ako sa main entrance at mahigit kumulang 15-20 minutes akong nag-iikot eh yun pala hindi sila dun na entrance nakatambay
couple that with a great fucking headache
umuwi na lang ako

to sum it all up i spent my last sinulog in cebu fucked up and depressed.

shiiyyyeeettttt!!!!!!

(sabay lahat pa ng tao sa paligid mo tawa ng tawa na ang saya saya)

some people really have all the luck

and maybe i always get to have all the fucked up experiences

whatever

im still suffering from aftershock

ewan ko kung babalik pako sa sinulog.

pakiramdam ko patay nako next year eh

sa sama ng loob.

tsk tsk

(pahabol nakilala ko din pala yung vocalist ng menaya at band nya at isang uber duper cool na chick na barkada ng Orange and lemons and recently won the NU 107 awards for album cover ng OnL asteeg! so far sila lang yung matinong kausap sa buong event tsk tsk)

TOOL IDOL!!!!

asteeg!
asteeg!
asteeg!!!!!!!

ang TOOL!!!!!!

wala lang everytime nakikinig ako ng mga kanta nila talagang tumatayo ang balahibo ko at gusto kong umiyak.
basically yun yung idea ng music nila ganun ang genre nila
yung philosophy ng banda eh ang ipalabas ang lahat ng sma ng loob htrough music
mapapasigaw ka
mapapaiyak ka
mapapautot ka
mapapaluha ka

lahat lahat ng pwedeng gawin para lang malabas ang sama ng loob mo
maririnig mo sa TOOL

was acquainted with the band when i was in High School
pero awa ng diyos parang hindi yata siya marunong maluma

salamat sa diyos at nakilala ko ang bandang to asteeg!!!!!

read the lyrics below and sing with me hehehe

Artist: Tool
Song: H.
Album: Aenima

What’s coming through is alive.
What’s holding up is a mirror.
But what’s singing songs is a snake
Looking to turn this piss to wine.

They’re both totally void of hate,
But killing me just the same.

The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.

And I feel this coming over like a storm again.
Considerately.

Venomous voice, tempts me,
Drains me, bleeds me,
Leaves me cracked and empty.
Drags me down like some sweet gravity.

The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.

And I feel this coming over like a storm again.

I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.

Without the skin,
Beneath the storm,
Under these tears
The walls came down.

And the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes,
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of those times.

I could have cried then.
I should have cried then.

And as the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
and will die.
It’s all right.
I don’t mind.

I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,

And considerately killing me.

walang kwentang sinulog

ewan ko kung tanga lang ako o ano
pero sinubukan kong magtrabaho nung sinulog

nag events ako
tapos naging boss ko yung punyetang batchmate ko na hanggang ngayon eh anlaki ata ng galit sakin
at nung panahon na na subordinate nya ako eh grabeh mang sigaw at mang mata

madaming banda dun
buti pa si joey at rick nag enjoy
eh yung sakin wala akong matinong makausap
eh ni hindi man lang kami pwedeng manood ng banda
kahit na wala na kaming pwedeng gawin

pinili ko yung event na yun kasi medyo malaki ang bayad
pero syet 12 hours kaming nagtrabaho

kung titingnan mo mas maganda pa yung bayad kay yowee kasi at least sa kanila natatapos ng maaga
yung samin eh kulang a lang tutukan mo ng baril ang mga banda para tumigil tumugtog
eh pare-pareho rin naman silang reggae

parang iisa lang ang tunog nila
pero in fairness may mga iba naman na maganda
yun eh kung nakakahanap ako ng oras makanakaw ng tambay sa may stage

pero all in all walang kwenta ang event that the following day
i decided out of whim (and talagang masakit na rin talaga ang ulo ko that time)
na umalis at iwan ang punyetang event
nang-gagalaiti ako sa sama ng loob parang sumkinda like ito na ata ang last na sinulog ko sa cebu pero di ko parin na enjoy

so i txtd my friend
sabi ko sama na lang ako sa kanila
sabi niya sige andito kami sa main entrance ng ayala

ayun nagpunta ako sa main entrance at mahigit kumulang 15-20 minutes akong nag-iikot eh yun pala hindi sila dun na entrance nakatambay
couple that with a great fucking headache
umuwi na lang ako

to sum it all up i spent my last sinulog in cebu fucked up and depressed.

shiiyyyeeettttt!!!!!!

(sabay lahat pa ng tao sa paligid mo tawa ng tawa na ang saya saya)

some people really have all the luck

and maybe i always get to have all the fucked up experiences

whatever

im still suffering from aftershock

ewan ko kung babalik pako sa sinulog.

pakiramdam ko patay nako next year eh

sa sama ng loob.

tsk tsk

(pahabol nakilala ko din pala yung vocalist ng menaya at band nya at isang uber duper cool na chick na barkada ng Orange and lemons and recently won the NU 107 awards for album cover ng OnL asteeg! so far sila lang yung matinong kausap sa buong event tsk tsk)

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