A cup of tea

I was quietly drinking my cup of tea when you entered the room. How you brushed your hair up while ordering your own cup is something I could not forget. Your hair's perfect, you have an astonishing stance - you are just perfect. You were about to go out when you noticed me looking at you. You smiled.

I awkwardly smiled back and quickly pulled my eyes away. I plugged my earphones on and listened to The Smiths. Few minutes later, I felt a slight pat on my back. It was you. You asked what I am listening to. And yes, you are also a Smiths fan.

We did that again, exchanged our different and similar taste in music while drinking our cup of tea. Your presence makes me want to jump around pretending that every ground is a trampaulin. 

Few months later, you asked me to be your other half. With utmost joy, I said yes. 

Everything was magical.
Everything was extraordinary.
Everything was heavenly.

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Three months later, you pushed me against the wall, pinned me down to the bed, and choked me until I grasped for my breath. Your eyes looked horrifying.

All I did was text my friend when we were having our dinner. You said you didn't like that. You said I was direspectful. I said sorry. I said I deserved what you did. And then we were okay. 

Three months later, you pushed me against the wall, pinned me down to the bed, choked me until I grasped for my breath, slapped me on my cheek, and gave me a fist blow on my stomach.

All I did was pulled an act because I got upset that you raised a tone on me. You said you didn't like that. You said I was disrespectful. I said sorry. I said I deserved what you did. And then we were okay.

Three months later, you pushed me against the wall, pinned me down to the bed, choked me until I grasped for my breath, slapped me on my cheek, gave me a fist blow on my stomach, cursed me like I'm a devil, and slapped and choked me a little bit more.

I fought back. You were shocked.
I stood up.
I took my stuff.
I left. 

It was so hard to recover. You destroyed me. It was all physical, mental, and emotional torture. I hated you. I hated myself. It was all FUCK YOU SON OF A BITCH everyday. 

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Three months later, I was quietly drinking my cup of tea. You entered the room and saw me. You greeted me from afar with a smile, and I greeted you back. 

You were walking towards me but I stood up and headed towards the exit. 

Outside, I laughed. 

I would never drink my tea in that place again.

That's the sum of it.

Law school is tiring.

Reminiscing the 60's: The Beatles

 “We just had this amazing inner feeling of: ‘We’re going to do it’. I don’t know why... we were just cocky.” - George Harrison

The Beatles were an iconic rock group from Liverpool, England. They are frequently cited as the most commercially successful and critically acclaimed band in modern history, with innovative music, a cultural impact that helped define the 1960s and an enormous influence on music that is still felt today. Currently, The Beatles are one of the two musical acts to sell more than 1 billion records, with only Elvis Presley having been able to achieve the same feat.

After conquering Europe, with successful tours to Germany and Sweden, the Beatles led the mid-1960s musical ‘British Invasion’ into the United States. Although their initial musical style was rooted in 1950s rock and roll and homegrown skiffle, the group explored a great variety of musical styles including Psychedelic Rock, Experimental, Ballads, Western and Indian Classical among others. Their clothes, hairstyles, and statements made them trend-setters, while their growing social awareness saw their influence extend into the social and cultural revolutions of the 1960s. 

Early on, the band consisted of George Harrison, John Lennon, Paul McCartney, Stuart Sutcliffe, and Pete Best. The band got its first major break playing in Hamburg, Germany, at some rather seedy nightclubs, beginning in 1960. While in Germany, they also met Klaus Voormann, who would later design the cover of the group’s 1966 album Revolver. Stuart remained in Germany after the others decided to return to England, and became engaged to fellow artist Astrid Kirchherr, only to die a few years later of a brain hemorrhage. 

In 1961, Brian Epstein heard their sound and was thrilled enough to sign on as their manager, even though he had no previous experience in that field. His efforts eventually led, in 1962, to an audition with EMI producer George Martin, who signed them to EMI’s Parlaphone label. 

Later, due in part to Martin’s refusal to use him on recordings, Pete Best was replaced by Ringo Starr, the drummer from another big Liverpool band known as Rory Storm and the Hurricanes. Ringo was supposed to play on their first single, “Love Me Do”, but George Martin had Alan White, a session drummer, play instead (Ringo can be heard on the album version of the song).

In 1963, The Beatles initiated a craze known as “Beatlemania” in the UK with the song “Please Please Me”. Their first album of the same title was recorded in just one day. This fame spread internationally and, in February of 1964, they arrived in the United States. Their first appearance in the States was on the Ed Sullivan Show, following “I Want to Hold Your Hand” going #1 in the States. With this success, the Beatles released two feature length films within the space of two years: A Hard Day’s Night andHelp!. The songs from both films were penned by Lennon and McCartney, and albums followed their release. In Help!, the Beatles were given greater creative freedom, deciding for example to head to the exotic location of the Bahamas simply to shoot one scene. 

The Beatles were comprised of four members in the long run: John Lennon (vocals, rhythm guitar, piano), Paul McCartney (vocals, bass guitar, piano, guitar), George Harrison (lead guitar, vocals), and Ringo Starr (percussion, vocals). Lennon and McCartney were the main songwriters and singers, although songs penned by George started showing up more frequently on later albums. Ringo traditionally sang one song on each record. George Martin produced most of the Beatles’ records, and was a highly influential part of the band’s sound on most of their records. He also played the renowned solo on “In My Life” (Rubber Soul). 

For years, The Beatles showed an amazing talent for writing hit after hit. In 1966, they ceased performing in concert (apparently they grew weary of the constant screaming from the fans, which always got so loud they could never hear themselves play; another contributing factor was the extraordinary lengths they had to go to for security reasons before and after each performance) and began exploring new sounds in the studio. This is especially apparent in albums such as Rubber Soul,Revolver, Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band and The Beatles, sometimes known as “The White Album”. The White Album is considered the band’s most experimental. The novel sounds featured are due to the growing presence of Yoko Ono (Lennon’s wife), as demonstrated by the song “Revolution 9”, and the band’s increasing use of drugs. The song “Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds” (off of Sgt. Pepper’s) was rumored to be an ode to LSD, although the band vehemently denied any link; they instead insisted that it described a drawing made by John Lennon’s son, Julian Lennon. After the death of Brian Epstein, the Beatles began to unravel at the seams. The Beatles officially split at the dawn of 1970; Lennon had unofficially quit the previous year and the band had maintained the front of being together to protect their business interests. McCartney, who was the first to announce that he had officially “quit” the band and that they no longer existed, was often blamed for the band’s ending although by the end he was the only one willing to carry on and was, by stating the group no longer existed, admitting to the facts. 

The Beatles never reunited properly in the 1970s as they never fully recovered from the acrimony associated with their breakup. They did, however, make two new records in 1994, despite Lennon’s 1980 death, for the Anthology project. “Free as a Bird” and “Real Love” were based on demo tapes made by Lennon and sent to McCartney by his widow Yoko Ono. They charted in the UK at #2 and #4 respectively.

The Beatles were also the source of a number of controversies and conspiracy theories. John Lennon was quoted in 1966 as saying the Beatles were “more popular than Jesus Christ”, causing protests in many parts of the USA; although he publicly apologized for the statement, he also later claimed it was a contributing factor in the Beatles ending touring. 

A widespread urban legend that started in 1969 claimed that Paul McCartney was dead and had been replaced by a lookalike. The rumor was referred to by members of the Beatles a number of times, including John Lennon’s song “How Do You Sleep?”.


George Harrison once said “The Beatles will exist without us.” Deftly short and simple, this quote surmises their legacy, showing how The Beatles as an entity transcends not only the music or entertainment industry, but even the members themselves. 

Source: www.last.fm

5 AM.

I came to a realization that I created this blog on purpose - to get back to what I've been used to before, to actually update my thoughts in this thing. I mean, I should write often. I might be reading this 10 years from now and this is something that will surely bring a smile on my face soon enough.

I cannot sleep (it's already 5 in the morning) because of random stuff juggling in my head. I'm thinking about my graduation on the 30th, yeah, I know time flies very fast. I'm really looking forward to march on the stage with my Dad, the person whom I think is the reason why I want to excel in all areas and the reason why I want to graduate. My Dad has been my mentor, my hero, my motivator and my financer (LOL). Next week will be our final exams (for seniors) and I am very excited to put an end to this. Of course, I am obligated to study and do my papers first, but I can't help but anticipate that I am really going to graduate (cause I will graduate!!! :D) I feel motivated to finish everything swiftly because I am enthused with the fact that my partner Joshua and I were able to pass our Business Plan paper earlier. Yay us! I also heard that we aren't required anymore to have a defense. Yay twice! So, it's my written exams, case digests, literary analysis, and my strategic management paper. That 100 minimum page requirement paper. Brings the joy out of me. Haha. 

Well, I am not going to rant about my requirements for I accept them as a challenge. I will graduate despite the difficult requirements that I have to comply with. I can do this. I know I can. :-)

CURIOSITY KILLLED THE CAT.

The Washington Post on 4 March 1916

Four Departments of New York City Government Summoned to Rescue Feline.

On the fifth floor of the apartment house at 203 West 130th street lives Miss Mable Godfrey. When she came to the house about seven months ago she brought Blackie, a cat of several years' experience of life.

The cat seldom left the apartment. He was a hearth cat, not a fence cat, and did not dearly love to sing. In other respects he was normal and hence curious.

Last Tuesday afternoon when Miss Godfrey was out Blackie skipped into the grate fireplace in a rear room. He had done this many times before. But he had not climbed up the flue to the chimney. This he did Tuesday. Blackie there remained, perched on the top of the screen separating the apartment flue from the main chimney, crying for assistance. Miss Godfrey, returning, tried to induce her pet to come down. If you are experienced in felinity, you know that Blackie didn't come down.

On Wednesday the cat, curiosity unsatisfied, tried to climb higher—and fell to the first floor. His cries could still be heard by Miss Godfrey; who, to effect Blackie's rescue, communicated with the following departments:

1. Police department.

2. Fire department.

3. Health department.

4. Building department.

5. Washington Heights court.

Among them they lowered a rope to Blackie. But it availed neither the cat nor them anything.

Thursday morning, just before noon, a plumber opened the rear wall back of the chimney. Blackie was taken out. His fall had injured his back. Ten minutes later Blackie died. 

The cat may have satisified his curiosity, but nothing can change the fact that the same thing brought troubles to himself. 

This yearly thing.

It has been a tradition for me to write something down before the year ends. So here I go again, sharing my whatnots.

2011 has been a great and tough year for me. For my chums who are in familiar terms with me from top to bottom, they very much know what troubles I went through and what I did to make things okay. I don’t want to talk about the negative things that much, so let’s just say that I learned a lot from them. It’s been tough as hell because of some decisions I had to make for myself. It was harder because I have to consider the people around me. I am much of the type who puts weight to what other people might think so I try to be careful. But sometimes, unpleasant things happen and you just got to live with it.

2011 brought hellos and goodbyes at the same time. Well, it is hard to say goodbye to things and routines I have been used to, but nothing’s definite so the point came that I had to let go of those to give way for better whatevers. This brings us to hellos. Hellos which brought wow (in good way) to my life. These hellos and goodbyes are part of those decisions I had to make, decisions that I will and shall never EVER regret.

This year I also learned how to accept my flaws. I’ve been judgmental, hypercritical, unreasonable, fault –finding, a pain in the ass, a brat or even a bitch but hey, I’m only human. I don’t want to talk big about this but I learned how to exchange blows with some people who are total ass shits. :)) It’s not something to be proud of; it’s just that I did it for the first time. :D It was a noble deed for me, I felt like a hero because I fought for myself and a couple of friends, but it came to a point that I was excessive with my repugnant actions. I was a total bitch. I brainstormed all my actions and I knew I was wrong. I realized that all I needed to do was to forgive and forget. The process is too hard but I know I can do it. Yes, I’m still in the damn-hard process. Like what I’ve said, I’m only human. Shit happens.

This year gave me a reason too to appreciate my family even more, especially my Dad. I am not expressive when it comes to my feelings towards my Dad, my brother and sisters, and the others but I do cherish them a lot. Things may not be the way it has to be, but everything happens for a reason.

This year also brought me closer to God. And I’m really happy for it.

For those who have been a part of my 2011, thank you.

For those people I gave pain, intentionally or not, I am sincerely sorry.

Goodbye 2011.

Hello 2012. 

Hey drummer in shining armour (An Open Letter)

I’ve been thinking of the right words to best describe you and what I feel for you. I did not sleep today and probably when the moment comes that you will be reading this, you will kill me for lying that I slept already. :-D I did not sleep today, I mean not yet, because I’ve been thinking about you. Then I decided to write. To write my insights about you, about us, and what I am looking forward to.

 

I guess that is so much for an introduction.

 

As I was saying, I’ve been thinking of the right words to best describe you and what I feel for you. I’ve been staring at the ceiling for hours and I cannot think of the right words. I have never met someone like you. I guess that explains everything: you are not like the others. I guess that’s the reason why you are indescribable. I do not want to describe you the cliché way so let me just say it again – you are not like the others.

 

It was way back in 2009. We met during an audition for a contest that your band wanted to be a part of. Our friend introduced us to each other, and we did not click pronto. As a matter of fact, we never spoke. I don’t even remember saying hi. Which brings us to 2010.

 

2010. We became blockmates. I was assigned to be the class beadle in our Accounting class. I passed around a paper and required all of you to write down your numbers for purposes of being updated for quizzes and other Accounting subject-related matters. It was all casual afterwards. You would text me if you need something i.e. photocopies or when you ask me if there will be upcoming quizzes or agendas. It was all very casual. I don’t know what happened after that but we started to chat a bit. I remember this one time; I was outside our room, sitting on the floor while waiting for our professor in Economics. When you got there you thought you were late and said “Wala pa si Sir?” and sat beside me. I was busy listening to my iPod. I don’t know what hit me but I did share my earphones with you. I was listening to Mae and you told me that your brother watched them play live during Katy Perry’s concert. LOL!

 

Your brain’s probably mixed-up with what I’m saying. I don’t even know if you remember these. LOL. Let’s proceed anyway.

 

So there I figured you had good taste in music. I was pretty much living under a rock because I have no TV and I have a very slow internet connection in my dorm during that time so I didn’t bother searching for new songs and stuff about music. We were both online in Facebook this one night, and I asked for new songs. Then we started chatting. I remember that you even shared about how you got your heartbreak way back. ROFL. I think during that time, I may have considered you as a friend already.

 

Never did it came across my mind that we will be together. That’s the good thing about it though. The best things are the ones least expected.

 

I admire you. I admire every quality you have, from your snobbish aura down to your soft side. You’re just different from the others. Quoting from Hey Daydreamer, you are my soldier; my knight in shining armour.

 

You helped me become the better person I am today. I am happier, and I feel complete. Everything is different with you. Our friends tell me that I finally found a boy version of me. I guess they think we are of the same page always. They don’t know that we are still settling a lot of differences.

Point is, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. I love you so much that I made this & that I had to write it down. I love you so much that the thought of leaving you hurts so bad. I love you so much that I can’t afford losing you. I love you so much that I can’t last a day not hearing your voice. I love you so much that I am willing to do things for you which I am afraid to do before.

 

I am not looking forward to anything. I am just appreciating what I have now and what we have now. I suppose I made sense here. Because whether I made sense here or not, it consumed my sleeping hours, so you better be grateful for this, my drummer in shining armour.