Thursday, February 03, 2005

cliche queen of the night (matulog ka na nga...)

shoot is on saturday. despite the pathetically small budget and the pop nature of the project, i know this should come out well-made. oh mehn. lord, help. may daylight be our ally.

everything we do, whatever it is, reflects on us (oh she-et. that makes me feel bad. but that's straying from the topic). for the moment, until this thing is done, one thing will be my first and foremost concern. to make this video work. to make this video beautiful, somewhat. whether i succeed or fail, at least i can say i did my best.

heck. parang narinig ko na yan a. was it whitney houston or mariah carey? cliche queen of the night, ain't we, bluey?

basta. let's give it our best shot. go for the gold. reach for the stars. climb every mountain. blahblahblah.

i felt helpless tonight. what can you do to make an eternally sad friend happier? how do you convince someone that, despite the sour&dour stuff, life is actually somewhat beautiful?

sigh. wish i could cheer you up, mehn. breaks my heart to see you that way. i have a bad day and i sleep it off/binge it off/cry it out of me, and tomorrow's a new day again (cliche queen! blech). i was the dourest of the dour, mehn. the most depressed in D-ward. i even had a bad head-banging experience with my bedroom wall before. if i can get off it every once in a while then you can, too. and i'd give a toenail to know what it would take to get you out of that habitual rut. cause it bothers me mehn. it depresses me, seeing you looking so damn soul-deep sad.

so maria likes juan and juan likes petra. petra likes jose and jose likes pedro. it's gladdening to hear na nagtutugma every once in a while. so good luck to you, li'l bro (wink, wink). despite my whining and griping (buti ka pa, buti ka pa!!!!), i'm happy that somethin's happ'nin to one of us, at least. cross fingers.

someone gave me a refrigerator magnet today. he had no time to pick flowers so he brought me a magnet instead. aww. how sweet. shucks i'm so baaaad...

let's be friends, ayt. but that's all there will be to it. juan likes maria but maria likes the artshy fartshy tambay who probably likes some 19-year-old maria clara out there. oh well. life ain't interesting without those little heartbreaks every once in a while.



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