i write this entry, eyes half closed, after coming home from a gig of streamline in handlebar in makati. (commercial: you guysh should watch Streamline, they’re absoulutely one of the best bands i’ve ever heard – of course that was said both with bias and all honesty) i was not supposed to drink but then everyone was such in a festive desperate mood that i ended up drinking to my heart’s surprise.
now, i haven’t seen a complete streamline gig for a very long time (i was there by 8 pm. traffic was horri-fuckable) and so i drank their energies as much as i did to the alcohol. bear in mind that the last meal i had during the day was during lunch, and my tummy has been welcoming beer and not so much on tequila lately that it gladly absorbed everything in my body.
and so, this entry.
on the way home i kinda got thinking on the tag line of my blog – staying on the safe side of the road less traveled – and i’ve come to realize i only function best on two occassions – when i’m in love or when i’m really broken hearted. for some reason, everytime that i am stuck in between – on that safe side – my life seems to stay that way – safe.
i’ve tried to shake these justifications but i’ve been operating that way for as long as i can remember. and this doesn’t apply just to being in love to a person – i only persevere and accomplish beautifully things that i love. anything else in between is… well. lame – and that’s just me being kind to myself.
i was in schizo mode while on the cab – the immature bob talking to the i’mmature bob and they were having this conversation. i’mmature bob says, i must take over your life soon. you’ve had enough fun that could last a lifetime. immature bob says, i’m afraid that once you take over, i never get to see the world again, and there’s so much that i want to learn, to discover, to experience. i’m afraid that when you start ruling our lives, you forget that clouds are cotton candy puffs that Direk made for the angels to eat while flying through the sky.
i’mmature bob clicks her tongue and shakes her head. clouds are made of water droplets suspended in the atmosphere. that’s what it is. you have to grow up.
(this is why makati to qc isn’t that far to me – i can amuse myself quite well.)
earlier last night marsh reminded me to stay where i am and just hold on to that thought for as long as i could.
cue latest soundtrack of my life. (matagal na to actually. feeling ko lang astig na intro yung kwento; saka ngayon ko lang talaga na type. masarap nga palang gumawa ng entry na mejo lasheng)
oh. this has been forever my song. that’s why i love streamline everytime they sing this song. one of these days i shall take a video of them – theirs is the version that’s forever stuck in my head.
bono can take over for a while.
See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you
With or without you
With or without you
Through the storm we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
And Im waiting for you
With or without you
With or without you
I cant live
With or without you
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away
My hands are tied
My body bruised, shes got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away
With or without you
With or without you
I cant live
With or without you
With or without you
With or without you
I cant live
With or without you
With or without you
i can’t can can’t can live with or without you.
man. i can’t wait to read this tomorrow. patok mehn.
i’m out.
Simple Complexities 