TIRED OF BEING ME..

March 13, 2008

Does anyone ever get to be so fed up with one’s life for no apparent reason?

I do.. And I am..

Now, please don’t think I’m ungreatful..it’s at all like that.. I guess I’m just one of those "career"  oriented women who find themselves trapped in the middle of "now what"

And it’s uneasily disturbing for me..primarily  because I’m so used to cram..hustle..to push myself to the limit and worry about tommorrow.. and what about today? If I worry about tommorrow, does it automatically mean i’ll forget about today? Cou;dn’t someone live on both living the now and hoping for tommorrow?

 

MY Musical Lyrics

March 6, 2008

music is my life..

I started singing at the age of two.. i can still remember the times when i used to sit on our couch, cradle our old sony cassette player, plug in those kenwood old earphones of my dad…and play Lea Salonga’s " Ako’y Munting Tinig" album over and over until i mulate her voice..

music was just so natural for me.. on the latter yars of my life, i even recall how i tear off the used leaves of my notebook abd scribble down lyrics of music that captures me..or melodies that soothes me.. i had those moments of wrong spelling..trying hard to record from radio stations those songs that i really, really like..and then transcribe it.. obviously, i got some of the lyrics terribly wrong..

so that begins my music career.. or whatever you call it..

then comes the lyrics.. good for me, my parents enrolled me in private schools where i get to practice good english.. and the language got into me..i started writing prose, poetries and even short stories…

i get to express how i feel more in writing.. but because i’m too lazy to write my thoughts.. they pop into thin air..

anyways, i really do wish i’d get to post some of my earlier works here…