Fireworks!

I was sipping my favorite ice-blended milk tea when I noticed a commotion outside. People from all ages were trying to get a better view. It was the kids' expression of awe that caught my attention. It made me remember my own childhood. The world was then a place to explore. Life is an adventure. Happiness can be found in simple things. Nothing was routine. Boredom does not exist. I was easy to please.


We were halfway in watching the show when the sky was lit up again. I realized I never really lost the child in me. Simple things can lighten my mood-- the great weather that night; the wonderful live music from two stars who overcame a lot of obstacles but still found ways to make their dreams a reality; and the fact that I was sharing the experience with my sister and friends. It was worth the wait.



courtesy of Logan
fireworks taken during the David Cook & David Archuleta concert
16 May 2009


I smile at the memory because life can be like fireworks-- dangerous, beautiful and random. It will never cease to amaze me. =)

I Quote Myself

Life happens.
It's what you make of it that gives meaning to your existence.
~ Karen Kristie


Hehehe. =)

Back to Reality

April Fool's Day
5:40 PM


The past few weeks have been a blur. I have set my pace and routine at work. I'm doing ok. These, then, are just random musings that have been running through my head. They are robbing me of sleep right now.


Two weekends ago, I went with some friends to a remote place up north. The place is called Anawangin and it's in Zambales, about a 3-hour car ride away from Manila. There was no electricity, no running water, and no phone signal. It was a "getaway" in the very essence of the word. I had fun. I was glad I came with friends. I even found new friends during that stay.



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The past few days, I have been reading this book. The movie counterpart helped me "get back on my feet". The book is ironic but funny. I can't help but snicker when I read its wit and sarcasm. It's just common sense, but sometimes, we need to be reminded (or maybe slapped in the face) that we are lost in our own fantasy world. Reality check is needed.



If I've read this book earlier, it would have saved me a lot of time and effort in over-analyzing things.


So, thanks to the concept the movie and book taught me. Thanks also to *that* mysterious guy who has been making his presence known in my dreams lately. I hope he leaves my dreams and shows up in my real world again. >_<


Oh yeah... I am so back!

Eraserheads: The Final Set

Fun.
Each minute was entertaining. I could barely see the stage, but we were near the big screen so it was cool.


Loud.
We were near the speakers, so I got temporarily deaf in my right ear.


Crowded.
I'm just glad we didn't lose each other.I got tired standing but it was all worth it.


Enjoyable.
I wasn't embarrassed to dance and sing because everyone was doing it. I noticed a lot of fans having fun and it felt good. Most of them are in my age bracket as well. Oh yeah, I'm getting old.


Meaningful.
Francis M. should have been there to sing my used-to-be work anthem "Superproxy". He will be missed. On the other hand, I think Ely justified the rap part plus the singing of "Kaleidoscope World". That gave me goosebumps.


Memorable.
It is one of those concerts I've attended that I won't forget. It's my first Eraserheads gig and it may as well be my last. *sniff*


Nostalgic.
The fact that they performed together is nostalgic enough. Imagine watching music icons performing live. Each song reminded me of happy and, sometimes, boring but eventful memories from my past. I never imagined those songs would trigger them and even make me remember all the lyrics. People can't help but get teary-eyed after "Ang Huling El Bimbo".


Bravo Ely, Raimund, Buddy and Marcus! =)

The Walk

(written on February 28, 2009 | 1:43 A.M.)


I took the long way home. It was tiring but I didn't want to call it day yet. So, I walked. I passed through rowdy crowds, blaring music and tempting leisure activities. I was exploring my options. Still, I went on. I wanted my feet to take me somewhere I haven't been to before. But since I'm no expert on spontaneity, I just ended up buying a drink to rehydrate. I made a quick plan and entertained my options. It turned out, short notices don't always work out.


It was midnight. If I were a stranger watching myself at that moment, it would look like I have a destination or purpose in mind. Deep inside, I pitied myself. I found myself walking past strangers with blurred faces. I was not alone, but I felt lonely.


My legs were aching, but I moved on. My mind was racing as well. I was thinking of possibilities that may turn out untrue. I ws thinking of people who may not even spend a minute thinking about me too. Life can be unfair.


Since I wasn't brave enough to go through dark alleys, I hailed a cab. I was thinking, if I were at the same place in a different time and I had someone to walk through the dark alleys with me, I wouldn't have minded. But life has to go on. Getting in the cab, I could have gone to anywhere, but I ended up choosing familiar destination.


I'm home as I'm writing this. I'm alone in my room, but I'm feeling a certain comfort. I don't feel so lonely anymore. I'm calling it a night.