Tuesday, 02 December 2008
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First, a warning
Yes, this entry will be about her. Well, not all about her, but will talk about that person, maybe in passing. This entry has just started writing itself.
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What were you doing one year ago?
December 2, 2007. I was sprawled on the couch, wheezing. I’d just come home from the company party, where I had a beer to many, had to get nebulized at the rented ambulance. Woke up at 4 AM, found myself out of breath, dragged my ass out of the house and into a tricycle, then into the FEU Hospital emergency room.
Later that night, I’d get myself admitted into the hospital, cringing at every needle piercing my skin.
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I’m writing this on MS Word. I hate how Word turns the ***’s into a line of square blocks every time I press Enter. I hate pressing Ctrl-Z to undo the transformation.
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Me, P., and my kid sister caught Twilight last Saturday. To my sister, it was The Best Movie Ever; to me and P., though, we’d seen better. Still, I had to gush about the movie when me and my sister got home, just to make people envious.
P. still has her work cut out for her, although she’s making a lot of progress along those lines. Things are not back to pre-Company days, but I doubt if I’ll ever want to go back there, considering that she says things were getting a bit unhealthy. I have to agree.
Still, P., that weekend was good for both of us, tears, entries and lack of sleep notwithstanding.
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Sunday at the studio:
Having finished recording the tracks for the I Smell Galera EP (more on that on my next entry), Brokensauce decided to devote Sunday night to practicing and writing new stuff. Mic came with this song called “Sway”, which, he claims, is designed to get girls swooning and into a state of heat, or something to that effect. It ACTUALLY is a sweet song, with a 3/4 beat and gradually leading up to a climactic break, then a solo to end all solos.
Yours truly came with a bundle of scratch paper and a pen, and started writing lyrics for “Quirino Highway”, “Diliman Dub”, and “Anne Curtis”. The first tells of a Philcoa-moment-in-Novaliches, like I texted Mic barely over a month ago; the third is about escaping from a fantasy world into everyday life.
Hi, my name is Everyday, and I’m nobody’s escape
Everybody wants to go away and go running in the rain
So let’s go walking in the sun instead
However, it’s the second track that’s got me all hyped up. For once, I got to write something remotely close to erotica; for once, I finally got to write something not related to the Events Of The Past Four Months. The last two tracks are not in anyway related to The Events, although the third does mention it in passing, and so does not count as Sad Bastard Music.
Enzo also came in equipped with “Kuya”, which tells of being too old to be even considered a partner to someone one likes very much. Enzo decided to stop being the butt of jokes this time around, which is a good sign for the band and himself as a person.
In between songs, we went downstairs to shoot pictures for the EP launch poster. Mando hasn’t uploaded the pics yet, but I expect to get them before the week ends. I’m thinking about commandeering the office laser printer for CD jackets, but I’ll be hush-hush about that.
More on the EP later.
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Demmet. I had to press Ctrl-Z again. Demmet.
I keep on wondering, What would life be if we had an option to press Ctrl-Z on every mistake we made? P. has an answer to that: Easy is boring.
Boring, it is. Painful, it is. Then again, life, it is.
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Alea iacta est. The die is cast.
Hindi sa nagtatampo ako, o nag-o-overreading ako, pero ganoon talaga, e.
What do you do when your signals get crossed? Hahayaan mo na lang bang tuluyang mawala, kahit nakita mong kumakapit pa?
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