hibangiritera
Paghawak sa mikropono at mag-perform. Yan ang pinangarap ko nung bata ako. Kinukwento ni nanay sa’ken kung ga’no ako kadaldal dahil daw pinakain niya ako ng pips ng boyba. Napakahilig ko raw kumanta. Kahit anu daw mahawakan ko ginagawa kong “mic” na sasabayan ko pa ng sayaw. Eh...
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Ecstasy
A lot of fans friends welcome me back as I enter the room.
I’m a bit excited knowing I’ll be saute’d later for a voice act. Nope. I don’t get any. I don’t wanna paparazzi make a commotion when I had my concert afterwards. None. The piece I was vocalizing all day put...
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poop..
I was 15 or 16 then. A lonely gypsy gal in a place where most wood images are carved and the most prestigious public university reside. I felt stupid knowing middle to elite people never get along well with a simple student as myself. But you smiled.
It was the first time I [...]...
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yo! gogo! :)
hi. sis ako ni ate sows. lets see, tawagin nio kong halaya, ube for short. hihi. pinaheram saken ni ate sows tong blog nia for this month kc my bad memory DAW cia sa month na ito ek ek. kya wla kayong mggwa, ako muna dito! bwahaha!
for my pilot entry,
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SIGNS na ikaw ay [...]...
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missing it..
I missed singing. Not the recording or videoke thing but the one I do for the Creator. When I was young I used to like choir member’s uniform..only. A pure white toga and a clear white book on hand. So I joined.
Later that I realised it’s not just the aura of being one but the...
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Nang dahil kay tunga..
nga, nakagawa ng tula.. Bow.
Pano ba gumawa ng wala?
Tutunganga ba? Lalakwatsa?
Ibig sabihin tamad ka lang?
O sawa ka lang sa ‘yong buhay?
Sawa nang mag-isip ng solusyon
Pagkat di rin nakakatulong
Baluktot na isip ng marupok
Na taong ang isipa’y takot.
Gumawa ng tama, di pansin
Gumawa...
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Basag..
Your guitar lesson’s good. Every strum strikes directly thru my heart. I can feel it.. I first saw you in a concrete seemed-to-be-chair in the school’s catwalk beside a faucet. A skinny guy as anyone could ever imagine. I’m pond of watching over your every move through a window, the...
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