March 09, 2008

THAT line :D

It's weird what you think about sometimes, when you listen to a song, particularly one you like and hear a line that hits you straight through your unsuspecting heart.

I mean, I'm sure everyone has felt that way at one point in their lives.

You just never realized it.

It was there all along.

The one line that captures the exact way you feel.

It maybe inane at times, poignant at times, but the rush of emotion, whatever it may be can be simply overwhelming. It could be related to whatever issue you have at hand (and I'm betting my soul that a majority of people would immediately raise their hands for love hahaha)

Even the way it is sung. Everything suddenly sticks. And I don't know about anyone else, but I keep playing the line over and over again until I feel utterly cheesy about why the hell I'm repeating it over and over again.

My current favorite is "Ang huling El Bimbo" by the Eraserheads actually, where Ely sings this line:

Patay sa kembot ng bewang mo. At sa pungay ng iyong mga mata...

Haha, siyempre may kinalaman nanaman sa matters of the heart diba haha! :)) Wala, the way Ely Buendia sang that line...

So softly, as if he was whispering it into someone's ear. I wish I could do that... :D

I don't know how to say this, pero even the language plays a part in the making of these amazing lines...
Iba talaga pag Tagalog. Tagos agad sa puso. (Konting aside, hahaha nagiguilty ako sa fact na I'm writing about this in English hahaha)

No matter how hard you try to express yourself in your own way, with your own words, you realize that you in the end, somebody will always be wiser. Or somebody will always be able to express in words (and notes) how someone else feels. Haha, to a point, maybe this explains the "emo" phenomenon, wherein a myriad of people suddenly became so obsessed with expressing their emotions as clearly as they can and siyempre, music makes it twice the fun. :))

To an extent, maybe catharsis is the key to world peace. Maybe, just maybe, if we sat down and shared our innermost feelings, the world would be a better place (heal the world... make it a better place... haha eewww!!!) That is so beside the point... :))

Anyways, this Eraserhead line simply got me, plastering the silliest smile on my face...

Giddy na kung giddy ser...

Now, I guess I can truly say that I know why people say that music is the language of the heart. :D

So, what's your line? :D

March 02, 2008

On having a crush

I'm going to write about a crush.

First, I'm going to get the get the obligatory apologies for writing about nonsense totally irrelevant to the times out of the way: pasensya na, gusto ko lang talaga ilabas ito at magsulat.

Anyway.

I really like this person. Maybe if I could describe it, it would be bordering on obsessing. Sana hindi naman... I get the chills sometimes when I kind of mull over how much I like this person.

Is it right? I really wouldn't know. It kind of depends on how the word "right" is used in this context?

Do I have reason to like her? Of course I do. Both on a physical and personality level, I'd say she's really amazing. As in you say and all I can do is sigh and say:

"amen, Lord. Thank you for one of your finer works."

I'd harp on the qualities that are prone to romanticization (is there such a word?), but I think I'd save that for a triple-cheese with extra cheese love letter.

Is it okay to like her? Well, as far I know, this person IS single and it would actually be okay to ligaw/court/porma/ whatever people call it nowadays.

And of course it would be okay, after all, she IS a girl and liking her will affirm my heterosexuality (in question ba yun!? haha)

When given all the right circumstances and conditions, people usually take advantage. Especially when it comes to things of a more romantic nature. These kinds of cr ushes usually coax the "go-getter" out of anyone. In other cases, it may even bring out the "psychotic stalker" in people.

That's what's bothering me. I mean I like this person, pero I can't bring myself to take anymore risks. I'm at a stage wherein I'm discouraged by littlest things. A stage where I treat every little nuance as a big thing, over-reading into the context of the tiniest things. Maybe I'll blame it on immaturity.

Or then again, I can always play the I've-been-hurt-too-many-times card. Sometimes I feel that I forgot how to make someone feel that I like her in an acceptable way. Maybe I've grown to be too frank and honest, forgetting the art of subtlety and the fact that there is such a thing as the game of love.

Or it could be that bobo nalang talaga ako and I need professional help (hark, all ye chickboys. Pippo needs your help).

On to the general muni-muni part: I remember having this wonderful, alcohol-laced conversation with team-tibay member and drummer extraordinaire Ajin about having crushes.

In that conversation, we talked about crushes, and we both observed that there are certain people who are so great and wonderful, or at least to the person who view them as such, that the mere thought of trying to get with them is wrong.

To further clarify that, let me put it this way: let's say you have a crush on the perfect girl/boy. Someone who's smart, funny, insanely gorgeous, and so damn single. Or maybe they're not exactly in that stereotype, but they're someone who you know is your ideal someone.

It's either you keep fantasizing (or dreaming, if you want it free of sexual innuendoes) about being with them, or you realize that they're perfect the way they are. Why would they want you?

It's actually a bit cynical, I know. Maybe that's why I feel discouraged all the time. But maybe, just maybe, if you take that question and take it as a challenge...

So to you, my dream girl:

Why would you want me?

Do you dare take the risk of finding out?

Or is it simply easier to pass me by? ...

March 02, 2008

On having a crush

I realize that this is two days too late, but I still feel the need to have personal documentation:

TAPOS NA ANG NAPAKALUHPET NA CONCERT NG UP PEP!!!

There I said it.

It's all over.

No more late nights (well unless may magyaya sakin uminom o mapilitan ako gumawa nang anuman). No more stress over not being able to dance as well as I'd like to. No more clandestine yosi breaks. No more figuring out how the hell to synchronize those lights with beating the drum. No more of seeing the people you care about utterly harassed by all that needs to be done. No more.

It's over. But then again, after seeing how beautifully everything was executed, I think I want to take every single moment back and relive them.

The taste of accomplishment, in this case at least, is akin to those dark chocolate kisses. Or maybe I can take that simile farther by saying that it is indeed a kiss that is both bitter and sweet.

A kiss goodbye. The delight, the emotion, the passion (with tongue ba ito!? ahaha), in a kiss is something that I think everyone yearns to feel. Elevate 8 was that kiss for me. So sweet and sad at the same time.

A kiss that precedes someone having to walk away.

The goodbye hit me over the past two days.

I've found myself home and bursting with energy at 5 pm, a good 7 hours before the time that I have grown accustomed to coming home. Not for lack of work to catch up with (I have TONS of that), but just because everybody, it seems, suddenly disappeared, off to their separate lives and troubles that have been put on hold. Good for them that they have the time to sort stuff out, but still, it'd feel nice if even that we did together.

Over the past two days, I've felt rested, yes, but at the same time, lonely.

I miss the sharing the burden, the pressure of putting on what would be a great show with my team mates, drummers and dancers alike.

I miss the stress just because I share it with the best people in the world.

Ayun

Oh, one more thing:

SALAMAT PEP

I had a hell of a time. Sana hindi pa ito ang katapusan ng lahat.

Anyway, that's that. And so it goes, as Vonnegut would say.

It was very good! We should try this at home! :))

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