Sixteen Degrees to Reality

Hours before our gig at Bloo gum, Marikina last Saturday, the band had a not-so-good practice. Maybe it was pre-gig jitters or we kept looking at the time, but definitely, it didn’t go as smoothly as the other practices went.

To make matters worse that night, we took a wrong turn and got lost for a couple of hours. Those who gave us directions were useless, and after a lot of cursing under my dad’s breath, we finally found the place.

What I saw and heard that night brought me back to High School, where a lot of verses were shouted, yelled and growled. Although some bands were quite good, others were just plain… Er. Noisy.

I was right when I said we were the commercial break. We played a different genre, but with what the audience heard, they prolly should’ve thanked us for giving their eardrums a rest. But hell, it was great.

Received a few good words from the masters themselves, so that’s quite a compliment. Thanks guys. *hugs*

So after playing, Oshti, Mic and Kapi gave us a ride all the way to Eastwood. I was now wearing gimik clothes, with an electric guitar case slung on my left shoulder. People must’ve thought I was lost.

After a night of performing and dancing, Fatso and I went to Joe’s place to catch up on a little house party.

Haha, now this is how you define a fun-filled night.

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IMY, not so bad after all.

FRI, quite surprising, really.

MOSH, better say goodbye.

Last night, Purple Haze hosted the EP Launch of GAPOS, a band composed of four individuals with a common pursuit for justice and a thirst for truth. Formerly known as AWARE, the band’s makes-you-think-twice lyrics combined with (well in my case) a hip-swayin’ blues/jazz melody is fit for what exactly the band’s name means and stands for.

Marfcreature and Balete Drive were there too, to lend their support, friendship and a few songs as opening acts to the band of the night. Didn’t know you could sing damn well, Bache. And Mic, now you know better than to sing with colds. Haha.

Standing on the side with Joko once in a while screaming "Ang ganda ng mikropono mo, Kael!" and Allan laughing his huge heart out, it was my first time to hear their songs, much less watch their gig. Seated in front of me was the band’s drummer, OSH, his face twitching everytime he executes a gut-busting "drumbeat" (thanks Osh). PERP, the band’s bassist, had fingers with a mind of their own which filled the room with soul. Vocalist KAEL captivated the audience with his cool and breezy voice accompanied by eccentric hand movements. But it was the maestro guitarist KAPI who made my eyes close and lose it. I couldn’t see him from where I was standing but those high-pitched, face-melting guitar riffs almost made me drop my glass of Red Horse and Iced Tea.

I humbly bow to Mike Buenaventura and to your cello. Especially in Track 5.

*switches from Eclairs to Napoleons*

No, they’re not your typical overgrown angry teenagers ranting about their shallow drama in life. They’re men, they’re angry alright, but for a deeper reason, and for another person’s life. Here are some excerpts:

"Binura sa diksyunaryo ang ‘labis’ at ’sobra’…"

"Bawal ang mangarap sa bayang ito. Bawal ang mangarap, bawal ang pangarap…"

"Kabisang Tales, basbasan mo ang gulok na hahasain ko…"

"Sino ang magtatanggol sa bayan kong nauulol sa paglusob ng libu-libong mga tulisan?…"

oh, and here’s a fave.

"Wala pa kaming bulbol nang maupo si Ramos…"

The book Dekada ‘70 comes to mind and it makes me wonder when will the time come when owning a GAPOS CD will be prohibited and punishable by law.

Bawal nga isilang dito.

One flaw? Bakasyong Grande isn’t in the EP. But heck at least my name is.

squeeeee!

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The Fallen Angel had Dream last night, and a dream as well: A kiss on the forehead and an embrace, but all it was is a dream, and the fallen angel is alone again. For now.

GOBLET OF FIRE - A bit rushed, but we love the on-film Viktor Krum

(WARNING - This entry might be to fangirly to tolerate. Leave if you have a weak stomach).

Andy and I had a date today and we granted each other’s wish of getting to watch this fourth installment on the multi-billion-dollar series. There were only two of us, but the cinema was filled with our constrained-but-still-audible squees.

First scene and I was already blown away. Let’s not forget that this is the first book which started OUTSIDE the Dursley’s house. Absolutely loved the cinematography. Story-wise, as usual, they rushed it. Expected of course, but it was too rushed than i was ready for.

Durmstrang students were HOTT. Loved their entrance, Loved Karkarov, and of course, Ickle Vickie. haha!

Ralph Fiennes was magnificient, you could definitely tell it was his, those blue eyes were just tantalizing.

Mike Newell and Steve Kloves did a better flick than Alfonso, but Alfonso of course was a pioneer. Humour was much more emphasized starting with his version.

Which takes us to the Phelps/Weasley twins, which leads us to me wiping my drool all the time.

Gods, I miss Draco, they cut him out again. I’m sick of Ron/Hermione, I’d much rather have Harry and Hermione. But heck, if my dreams of Draco and Hermione coming together won’t come true, I can die happily with Her-my-ninny and Vickie.

just a harmless manip from Contra Veritas.

.:|D/Hr|:.

Ooooouuuuuuccccchhhhhhhh!!!!!!

Alright, I’m okay now.

Don’t admit defeat, Jen.

Right.

Saturday night and I’m not out. All thanks to our lovely Ayana, who decided to keep us all up until 3 am, when I had to wake up at 6am. Add a lethargic attitude, a sore body and a drunken being, you get a gimmickless night.

But who’s complaining?

I’ve decided on three, nay, four things to get back to.

1. Singing

2. The guitar

3. The Piano

4. Possibly continue my fanfiction.

*RANDOM* Ali once told me, "Try not writing a song about your new guy coz I think everytime you do, you end up losing them."

Hmmm.

AD CONGRESS. Yeah, sure it’s in Cebu. I bet it’s lovely and all, plus the experience will really be rewarding, but missing three days of classes because of this, Pol Di (which is a reason on its own), parties, Harry Potter and well, let’s just put "etc." is it really worth my Php.11,600.00? At the least?

Besides, i honestly just wanted to see Cebu.

Hahaha.

Guess I could do it some other time.

Pixie dust.

I never do sleep without some nightlight on. Effects of believing in Peter Pan so much. Heaven for me is exactly like Neverland. Prolly without the Jolly Roger.

Does anyone else still believe in something from childhood?

I dare ya.

*thinks happy thoughts*

NOTICE: part of this entry has been edited due to the last request of the, er, faithfully departed.

WED. "The ECHO"

Well before I get into details, Wednesday was our first day of classes, blahblahblah.

Right.

The moment Sir Tayao (PolDi Prof) dismissed us, I waited till the right time to get out of the campus. My carefully planned getaway was ruined by the sudden slowness of the LRT, and the looong lines in the MRT I totally disregarded. The whole trip laughed at me as I was standing the whole time, plus The Echo was late.

In other words, I was in a very bad mood.

But the Echo was… suave. D*mn him.

And that’s all I’m gonna say.

THURS "The AVER"

***edited out***

I was always afraid of umbrellas. The rain wasn’t comforting when we were together. We were always drenched.

This is another new experience. Thanks Fate. I’m one notch wiser now.

~*~

Aver’s really sweet. He’s different.

And yeah. That’s all you’re gonna get.

Haha.

There’s a reason why we have different perceptions for time. Some have years, decades, centuries. Other people have weeks, months… For those living in the shadows they count every day, every minute and every hour… For us younger folks we have semesters, sembreaks and summers.

Somehow, i think it’s easier to live that way. We say goodbye to the most recent past, have a new beginning in a snap. Memories will be remembered, and some will be forgotten.

• The first semester ended with the first ever CATV awards, and it was nothing short of a blast.
• Integball turned into a masquerade at Bedrock, followed by karaoke night at… well… I forgot. hehe
• Mochie’s birthday party led the way to new friendships.
• Catching up on stuff at Eastwood with YB was the perfect chill out.
• Halloween party at Julie’s place and would be nothing without "I Never.."
• The Sembreak Ender: Puerto Galera for 4 days and three nights.

This sembreak was more than just perfect. Met different people from different places, and it just goes to show how wide the horizon is. More experiences, more lessons, more coins in this piggy bank called life.

Second Sem? Bring it on.

P.S. (Turns out it already was on. Classes started yesterday, Monday, while I innocently swimming in Galera. oh well.)