Should have been posted this months ago. Painting session at flat 501 together with Ella & Mac and Phep's Squad Jam. Ella and Phepai.Ella's Scream...Phep's Mermaid...or a Merman
I'm quite moved when I heard this song played during the final hours of NU yesterday.
Dark as roses, fine as sand Feel your healing and your sting again I hear you laughing and my soul is saved On forgotten graves you cry
Crawl like ivy up my spine Through my nerves and into my eyes Cuts like anguish Or recollections of better days gone by
But it's all right When you're caught in pain And you feel the rain come down It's all right When you find your way Then you see it disappear It's all right Though your garden's grey I know all your graces Someday will flower In the sweet sunshower
Eyes like oceans so far away A feather trail to a better way Worried mornings turn into days Then into worried nights
But it's all right When you're all in pain And you feel the rain come down Oh it's all right When you find your way Then you see it disappear Oh it's all right Though your garden's grey I know all your graces Someday will flower Oh in the sweet sunshower Oh in the sweet sunshower In the sweet sunshower
I know all your graces Someday will flower In the sweet sunshower And it's all right All you'll be you are today Are today It's all right All you'll be you are today Are today.........
Another place, another chapter, another beginning.
It's been quite a while since my last blog. Well, things had kept me running busy these past few months. Life in the desert can be tough especially when you're on your own without any relatives to rely on. Good thing I had, and made new friends here; those who can be trusted amongst the many Kabayans who I can't even stand to deal with.
Every developed city in this world has its own standards of life depending on the cost and style it cater to the ones who live within. Dubai was one of them. Who would even thought that this humble town along the creek, would turned out into a developed oasis with the all the biggest sh*tty anything anyone could think of. In the span of not more than 20 years (Shanghai was still way ahead of their rapid progress), those simple Bedouin mud houses with wind catchers had developed into these grand Villas, and soon enough, Towers had risen out of nowhere. With such progress, rent prices went high. But compare to Europe, many ex-pats still find it more cheaper here (especially the Brits) than that of their hometowns. And how about us Asians? Demographics here shows that more than half was made of people from the poorest countries in Asia, at most including us Filipinos.
Affording to rent a whole unit would totally cost almost half or more than of what we earn. Anyone earning more here compare back home, would at least wanted a nice homey place to stay within. Before, I wasn't really expecting how starting out in here could be as pathetic as living in a small box. So since I had no one to share a room with, I had no choice but to dwell ala 'estudyante' bedspacer with 5 more people sleeping in bunk beds as if we are staying in a temporary shelter; hoping on each counting days for things to get better until to find a more descent place to stay. I remember back college days that my boarding room was quite bigger than my own place here. And so I learned how to live like this for the past 2 years jumping from one place to another, bearing no permanent address. I just keep on thinking that this is just a part of what life teaches me, going outside of my comfort zone would mean taking a rugged road first before getting into a paved one. Working harder and setting up a goal is good plus keeping up with a strong faith will make us survive here.
Just days ago I moved into this new place, with well, a nicer view & friends I can hang around all the time. Now I'm feeling I'll able to get a permanent address here....finally. :)
If I happen to find a time travel portal, I'd definitely go back to early 90's. There's something about this era which still daunts me up to this day. It was somewhere between the old school and the future; the music, the rise of the MTV's, the Ang TV days, those insanely incredible Tagalog flicks, the baggy jeans, the checkered shirt, the compact discs, the World Wide Web, and the birth of the mobile technology- all these fun things happened in those years.
A while ago, I recalled hearing this particular lyrics in my head for years: "I'm tired and naked, I don't know what I'm hungry for...I don't what I want anymore.." I immediately googled it and turned out that this song was a liner from REM's "Bittersweet Me" song and I remembered seeing this video back then. It's so 90's. Now back to my senses, I felt that this song is for me (well once in a while we all did relate ourselves to almost every songs everytime we felt bad with something, even if it's not related at all!). Looking back in those laid back days when every moment was intoxicating, free from thinking the future, and all were in plain simplicity; comparing it with all the present complications right now...I think I'd rather turn back in time. And now I'm tired and naked once again. :)
