In the Still of the Night

the Lion is sleeping.




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This song is better in a Capella. I just heard four musically talented Jesuit brothers do it last Friday evening over dinner. I wish someday, someone would sing this to me beautifully. Yes, I am demanding.

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Originally sung by the Five Satins (1956)

Enough!

Enough with emo stuff. Back to the real world where books and readings await my magical hands.

This soundtrack

Made it easier for me to write a quite sad post. :)

Elsewhere

The last message could have been goodbye.

You had to rush somewhere, perhaps to the grocery store for an errand your mother asked you to do. You abruptly turned off the CPU without logging off from Facebook and Yahoo Messenger. I waited impatiently to the next lines coming from your end. The physical distance must have somehow transcended the virtual world, it was taking longer for your words to arrive.

Hours passed. I was still online. Your words, they no longer came. 

Your last message must have been goodbye. 

I am now living my own life. Building and rebuilding dreams now and then. You no longer are a part of those dreams. You used to be in one of them. I painted that perhaps we'd become closer. Perhaps we'd remain friends who find bliss in our squabbles. Or perhaps, we'd just end up happy the way we are with each other even from afar. Perhaps, I'd be happily living my own life, thinking that there, somewhere, is a friend whom I used to be with, who's happy living his own.

Perhapses are no more certain.

And so, I am once again crossing the old bridge. Trying to get from a happy end to a more certain end. The bridge is a shaky bridge. I don't know how I'd be able to cross it, but I will have to get somewhere. I will have to go elsewhere. 

Because you said goodbye.

Headline

Sakaling magbalik sa iyo
Pagkatapos magpalit-anyo ang paligid
Sa ’sang gilid may mga matang nagmamasid
At nag-aabang ng bagong laro

Alam ko
Pagbabayaran ko
Ang nakalimutang tagpo
Pagbabayaran ko

Sa tuwing umaalis at tuwing bumibitaw
Ang puso ko’y nagsusumigaw
Nagpapanggap mang nakangiti pa rin
Dala ang iyong habilin
Ang puso ko’y nagususmigaw
Nagususmigaw

Sakaling magpalit anyo ang ngayon
Magagamot ba ang pait ng kahapon
Pagsisisi’y nakaukit sa naguumpugang bato
Eto na kaya ang bagong laro

(Agawang Base ng bandang Peryodiko)

Personal Taste (Part 1)

My sister lured me to watch another Korean telenovel titled Personal Taste. Her bait--- Lee Min Ho ♥. And so last night, I left my grad school readings deserted for about 2 hours to lay my eyes on one of the earth's most handsome faces. 

On a serious note, I think I'm liking it. :)