And all that Jazz

I am Marga Abejo. Today, my brother got into a silly road ordeal with a power tripping CABINET UNDERSECRETARY and his posy security escorts. If I remember right, these LOW positions in the government DO NOT NEED security escorts but this feeling-important fellow decided to travel with style and useless (even hazardous) embellishments. Anyway. My brother was driving along Araneta Avenue. It was about 9:30 am when a motorcycle told him to move to the right to make way for this politician. My brother couldn't move to the right because there was another automobile so he moved to the left. Then a SILVER STAREX with a number 12 plate took his place followed by a SILVER INNOVA with the plate SJC 873. Traffic was moving at 60kph and my brother kept up with the pace. Randomly, a security guard from the SILVER INNOVA slapped my brother's side mirror and broke it. My brother tried to stop them by blocking the innova because of the damage but it just sped off quickly out of sight.

It may be a little incident compared to what evil politicians do but I want this person to face the consequences of his/her actions.

Please re-post this in your blog or wherever. I will find this person.

Relationships are weird.
I mean, they're great.
But sometimes.....

bleh.

Maybe today is one of those days lang.

Bleh.

Why am I so angry?

Yeah, I'm guessing this is a low point of my so called summer.

I think it's going to drag on like this.
Until...
I dunno.

Yet again, I am in a familiar situation. I am in the center of a gigantic tornado that I call finals. At this point my mind is in no state to function anymore so I decided to pour my wrath on livejournal. I'm just kidding. I'm not angry. I just want my work to finish itself. I am never ever going to get 18 units solid of Music Education subjects ever again. It's really no joke. I'm all over the place and all I can think of is the end of it all. I have papers and lesson plans too finish, written and practical exams, plus I have to notate an orchestration of the composition I made with my group. It's a kiddy opera about a jeepney who wanted to escape it all. He flew to the sky, into outer space,swam in the ocean, and in the end he realized that he missed all that shit he had back when he was in the chaotic city. This jeepney's name was Butirik. Oh, we have so much similarities except for the part where he realized he missed being in his stressed, noisy world. I think he was brainwashed by something along the way. Can something brainwash me too? PLEASE!

Oh well, i've spent ten mins writing this thing. I think I should go do my work now. I just had a sudden realization that I miss toiling with finale.

I watch Craig David. He's cool. I loved his british accent. British accents are hot. I also liked his shoes and his shirt. So shiny and sparkly! :D

Fuckin' Awesome. WHOA!

Yay tapos na. :) Salamat.

G: You know what I mean when I say I mean it, right?
M: Yeah.
G: Well, I mean it.
M: *blush*

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The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game

Even though I know - I suppose Ill show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage (2x)
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage

Now Im naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show?
And what do you want, I want to change
And what have you got when you feel the same


Tell me Im the only one
Tell me theres no other one
Jesus was an only son
Tell me Im the chosen one
Jesus was an only son for you


Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
And I still believe that I cannot be saved

I remember back in the golden era of high school I used to burn a cd that had fresh new tracks or old classic tracks almost every week. I had a pile of unlabeled CD's filled with the music that I thought was compelling enough to listen to. I remember being so excited for a new cd that i'd bring it to school. The mafia would do a review in the back of the classroom. After, we'd make copies for each other. I remember the days of Coldplay when they didn't suck. I remember Radiohead, Smashing Pumpkins, Dave Matthews, Better Than Ezra, The Foo Fighters, and even bands that weren't popular. It was simple music that common people would bop their heads to in between classes. Days later, I'd be strumming the I-IV-V-I chord progression of our favorite songs and everyone would sing along. Gone are the days of being a public Coldplay fanatic. Gone are the days when out-of-tune singing was tolerated. I miss tat simple joy you get out of a simple song. Pop is what they call it. I miss the old songs. I miss strumming aimlessly and clumsily on my guitar without worrying about tone quality.

Now, I have rediscovered the wonders of Limewire. I am downloading songs as we speak. Listening to landslide yesterday gave me some kind of a depressing feeling and a nostalgic one as well. Maybe I'm hormonal, but that's what I felt. I listened to it over and over. I read the lyrics over and over. The song brought me down like a landslide. The title is quite appropriate I guess.

I'm going to make a new playlist. :)

It's late. I want to sleep. BUT NO! I have a report on BLOCKS tomorrow. Blocks. Wooden or plastic objects that children fondle around with. How interesting can this subject get? Seriously.

Nakakatamad talaga!

Just wanted to say.

There are more important things.

Don't mind the pics. :P Just listen.

I took my love, I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
til the landslide brought it down

Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Well, Ive been afraid of changing cause ive
Built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And Im getting older, too

Well, Ive been afraid of changing cause ive
Built my life around you
Time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And Im getting older, too
I get older, too

I took my love and took it down
I climbed a mountain, I turned around
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
The landslide brought it down
The landslide brought it down

I went boxing today. I was punching around a speed ball for 20 or 30 minutes. I was mad. I had so much anger inside stored somewhere in the budega of my body.

Practice.
Fun run.
Jumpstart.
Senate.
Music ed.
Guitar.
FLCD.
compo.
home.
food.
fat.
recital.

I hit it hard.

am I still a musician?
Why do I do all these things?

Right.

Will I skip class tom kasi wala akong ginawa?
Gen meet tom.

Left.

sir chino is going t kill me.
sir lester is going to laugh at me.
mam joy is going to frown on me.

I even slapped it a couple of times.

BLAG!

I feel so much better now. :P

Can I just say I had an awesome Friday. I wish I took pictures. Everything was scenic. Everything was perfect. It felt like I was in a scene from a movie. You know those scenes when there are unfocused lights hanging on random trees at night. Sitting by the little fountain, watching the water go up and down. Lots of people all around but you feel so close to someone that everything around you is just a blur. I was in a bubble with the only person in the world I could get along with so well while eating a plain vanilla blizzard from DQ.

Saturday was work day. Went to divisoria to buy some masks for our upcoming masquerade party. (GO HA!) I was just walking around, breathing through my mouth. I could almost taste the air there. When I'd breathe through my nose, I couldn't really stand the pungent smell. The river comes pretty close to the river styx in the fifth circle of hell in Dante's Inferno. My high school teacher really liked the sentence she used for the punishment of the souls in that circle: "Wallowing in fetid slush". I imagined a guy diving in the divisoria river with a smile on his face.

ANYWAY. I went out with high school friends and boy friend. We missed Meg's gig in RJ/FIAMMA. I'm still confused. Maybe if the part where girls where pulling up my skirt and squeezing my boobs didn't happen, I'd be less bummed-out but it happened. I think some random person plus Linnel saw my butt in all it's seemless-panty glory. I also elbowed Max's boob in the process. YAY. Then we went to Piedra...
Drank a drink. Left. Then I was craving for a burger. So Gilbert and I went to MCDO and ate a cheeseburger meal. While eating, I spilled my whole glass of coke on the floor and all over my wonderful Zara shoes. hee
I'm a messy one. :P

Good weekend.
Got to rest...
A bit.
Now,

Back to work.

XOXO
gossip girl.

Kidding. :D

So what am I doing with my life?

I'd like to say that all the extra-curricular things I get into is for the future. Events, events, events! Market! Money! People! Promotions! I'm getting really sick of it. I'm a musician. Why do I involve myself with things that are far from music? Honestly, so I can look good on paper. So that if I apply in a school out of this country, I could show these people what I am capable of doing. BUT. Ever since Deltan Month and UPVST event's month hit me, I can't even submit a stupid reaction paper! I haven't been sleeping right. I'm tired. I'm drained. My studies are slipping. My sight-reading still sucks! The only good things I can get out of my present living-state (if you even call it living) is Gilbert, my friends, family?, and food. Actually, everything around me is great...

...but I'm not.

"Hey world, it's okay. It's not you, it's me."

Will this last forever?

Ever since UP decided to put our free day on a monday instead of wednesday, the whole week rushes by like light speed. Next thing you know, papers are due the next day. Oh dear. No sleep again. This is a daily cycle until it's friday. Then we party and get drunk during the weekend. Next thing you know, it's monday. The cycle goes on.

Today was tuesday and it definitely felt like a monday. I was extra sleepy and extra grumpy. I was trying not to drop dead during my FLCD class where we discussed how children learn how to read. Wow, interesting. The day was crappy but it was all good in the end. A hug from Gilbert and my favorite beef stew dinner at home. Simple things that make me insanely happy. Now, the cycle continues. Papers! Practice! Practice!

Whoever is reading, you could come watch me play some classical guitar in My Brother's Mustache in Tomas Morato. It'll be on March 7, Saturday evening. :) This will be my first public performance for classical guitar EVER! :) YAY!!

Yes, I watch Gossip Girl.

Weee. I've decided to go back to livejournal. Why? Well, it feels homey and cozy. It's something I miss. I like making useless comments on random things and telling the world what happened today- even if they don't really give a shit. hee. So yes! VIVA LIVEJOURNAL! Facebook and multiply is getting a lil bit too busy.. Ang daming kaartehan. This is just plain and simple hassle-free and nagging request-free. Just write away... I mean type away. GAH, anyway.

Will I write everything that happened while I was gone? NO WAY! Because I had the most awesome year EVER! :)
2008 was killer! I learned a lot of new things, yada yada this and that. Basta, it was awesome! wee

This is my first 2009 post.. obviously.

Hehe

I just wanted to type something.

yay!

Whoo!

It's been almost a year since I posted in this little blog. So much has happened and I'm not going to start enumerating. All I can say is that everything has been good. Sure shit happens, but it gets better somehow. Now, I am going on my fucking third fucking year. That's so fucked up. haha And now I have to bare with the fact that I have to jot down a big two-O on registration sheets for my age. I'm old, yes, but I feel so fuckin young and alive.

Peace and LOVE LOVE LOVE! :)