When we were young

To Tur

Eight years later, nothing's changed. 

I can count two decades in my age and I dare say I'm one generation ahead than most of the kids out there. Or let's just admit, we're getting old. 

There had been a time when we were all so young--our lives being shaped before our very own eyes--yet we took no notice of it. What mattered was that we were young, back in our elementary, we learned, we played, and we had met our first friends. 

Some friends, we kept (my longest friend in fact, hi Ed! don't be jealous now), many, we lost along the way. 

I had one dear elementary friend, his name's Carlos but we call each other Turumba (start reminiscing). From the Our Lady of Turumba's story we read as seatmates during our fifth grade, we picked the name and called each other that. Why? Because the lady was dark, we were dark, plain, simple and silly. Well, after graduation, that was our last communication. 

But many a time, I'd ponder, "Kamusta na kaya si Turumba?"

Eight years later, the reunion took place. And, we, were young again. Except for the fact that we both have our jobs! HAHA!

But what the heck, this blog I promised to make for him! It blog wasn't even supposed to say about our meeting but I just thought it's really incredible to share how friendship, real one at that, can withstand TIME itself! 

I still do want to write the original blog about childhood in public elementary school!

'Yong pagkatapos umawit ng Lupang Hinirang e may ehersisyo na magaganap sa bilang na 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8! 8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1! Kasabay ng pagtatama dalawang kahoy na hawak ng guro sa may flagpole!

At yong klasik na recess kung saan may partner (madalas yong seatmates) na bubuhat ng 'tray' mula sa canteen. Kukunin nyo muna yong rasyon ng pagkain ng section nyo sa matataas na steel cabinets. Ang pagkain: sopas sa baso na namantsahan sa matagal na paggamit, ispageting nakaplastik, big 5, nata de coco sa plastik din, ang matigas na shing aling, cassava cake, buchi, etc. 

Meron ding larong 'ABC' sa bleachers ng Taguig Elementary School pag uwian na, o kaya Doktor Kwak Kwak! At pagkatapos naman ng reviews sa contest ng mga whiz kids for MTAP, science competition and journalism contest, ay ang larong charade! 

At sinong hindi sumagot sa slum books a.k.a. 'Autograph'! 'Who's your first love?' to be answered by God; 'Who's your first kiss?' to be answered by parents; 'Define love' to be answered by love is blind; 'Motto'; 'Dedication'; at ang walang kamatayang M2M! :D

Ginawan nyo din ba ng family tree ang section nyo? Ikaw ba si Nanay, Tatay, Ate, Kuya, Lolo, Lola, Tita, Tito, Pinsan, Apo, super extended family! Basta kambal kami ni Turumba!

At madaming madami pa, MANY TO MENTION na! :D :D :D

Rush

Love Song for No One

By John Mayer 

Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof (nakarelate ako XD)
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong (nakarelate ako ng mas bonggang bongga XD)
I'm jaded (tae i'm jaded bwahahahaha)
I hate it

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
Get here (dali pota!)

Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking for
I'll know it
When I see you (woohoo! destiny, destiny! XD)
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one (well not love songs but blogs like this :D)

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here

I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?
Oh no way (MAYBE!)

I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I'm so tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here oh yeah

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I'm so tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here

You'll be so good
You'll be so good for me (This I'm more than sure ^^)


Excerpt from my journal entry dated January 19, 2011, my 21st year on earth breathing air and dust, looking at the black night sky, walking each and every step, and feeling water on my fingers. 


I do have one special birthday wish, and that is to find someone to love, and (for) that someone to love me (in return) . . . I'm in a rush. Perhaps. They say there's someone out there for us. And they also do say that life is short and we have to live it to the fullest. Now, I want to LOVE to the fullest. 21 years old, I expect only the best.

Sugarfree is Ebe-free

I barely, totally liked Spongecola. I don't give a damn about Callalily or Shamrock, and even Hale. Parokya ni Edgar, Bamboo, Orange and Lemons I listened to, yes. I definitely loathed Cueshe. Eraserheads, is a different story. 

The only Filipino band, I truly loved is, Sugarfree. To an extent, I even showcased acts of fangirling (I was caught on video in Myx Mo! 2009 singing along to Sugarfree as they play). Hell, I'm proud (actually I CAN'T watch the thing myself). 

I think it was on my third year in high school that I heard Tulog Na. Also friend told me how she loved Sugarfree and informed me that the vocalist was Ebe. From that moment, Sugarfree and Ebe had occupied a space on my brain. 

I was only 9 when they started their career and it was in 2003 that their first record label album Sa Wakas came out, I was 13. I was 15 when I heard Tulog Na. I think I grew up some more and started looking for Sugarfree's other songs. 

To sum up the history, I loved each Sugarfree song that I heard. Mariposa, Burnout, Prom, Kwarto, Hari ng Sablay, Kung Ayaw Mo Na Sa Akin, Sinta, Ciuda, Makita Kang Muli, Batang Bata Ka Pa, all the hits. I hate overrated stuffs but Sugarfree is exception. I liked them even more when everybody else was liking something else. Then I grew up some more and I downloaded their albums. Ralph gave me Mornings and Airports as a Christmas gift. 

Gosh, I can't comprehend the love for Sugarfree myself. Musically, there's no doubt that they're good. Maybe not in terms of super awesome instrument-playing, I've heard better bands. But the way the message gets through, it's a genius. It seems as though the songs are life and love itself. The way the heartaches sink deep down your own heart. The way the joys sprout out of your own soul. And just the way every freaking words appear as if they are your own words!!

I attribute most of that to Ebe Dancel. The vocalist, the songwriter, the heart, the soul, the life, of Sugarfree. His words and his wails, he's the master of it. 

Now, he's going solo. I've read his FB post last year about this thing. I even hoped that he'd go solo without leaving Sugarfree, which is kind of stupid. But it's official. Sugarfree will be Ebe-free. 

It breaks my heart. I haven't totally gotten over the loss of NU and now I'm losing yet another love. 

But what can I do? What can we do? We are the fans, the listeners, the market, yes. We are the ones that grow fond of, and to an extent, we develop certain attachment. But the decision, CAN never be ours. We have to let go when things come to their end. This is the end for Ebe of Sugarfree. 

Still, I'm keeping my hopes high, with the new Sugarfree, and the new Ebe Dancel. After all, it's the good music we're after. 

P.S. A good Ebe Dancel interview. 

Told you I'm a fan.