well i'm here in da city that never sleeps.
first thing i did was try to get US open tickets. failed.
it's raining cats and dogs and i'm just taking time out. and enjoying hearing languages other than english.
till next.
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Friday, September 05, 2008
the tourist bit
when i was a first-time traveler i made the mistake of trying to see all the sights i could for the duration of my stay. i found that that kind of strategy only got me tired and sorry that i missed out on the other must-see spots. not to mention the fact that since i was always rushing to get to the next tourist spot, i only had time to pose, snap this or that picture, and leave.
i was always tired after each trip, and i always end up wishing i had stayed a bit longer at the places i had visited.
after a few trips i decided enough was enough. i decided that i was not going to do that anymore. if i could get to a must-see place, i would. but i would not go out of my way to go to those sights if it would mean losing time and missing the point of the entire trip -- having fun.
so here i am. missed seeing disney and universal. but i spent the whole day at seaworld, and having an open schedule was wonderful. i did the arabian nights dinner show and affirmed my love for horses. i spent hours and hours on the beach, and i swam with some kids at the pool. i rode the "kraken" rollercoaster two times in a row.
drove a hummer, ate humongous platters of crab and shrimps, and basically just had a good time.
so maybe i missed out on disney and universal. but i think i spent some quality time having fun and resting. and maybe the things i've missed will be reason for me to come back.
so, here are a few pictures.
i was always tired after each trip, and i always end up wishing i had stayed a bit longer at the places i had visited.
after a few trips i decided enough was enough. i decided that i was not going to do that anymore. if i could get to a must-see place, i would. but i would not go out of my way to go to those sights if it would mean losing time and missing the point of the entire trip -- having fun.
so here i am. missed seeing disney and universal. but i spent the whole day at seaworld, and having an open schedule was wonderful. i did the arabian nights dinner show and affirmed my love for horses. i spent hours and hours on the beach, and i swam with some kids at the pool. i rode the "kraken" rollercoaster two times in a row.
drove a hummer, ate humongous platters of crab and shrimps, and basically just had a good time.
so maybe i missed out on disney and universal. but i think i spent some quality time having fun and resting. and maybe the things i've missed will be reason for me to come back.
so, here are a few pictures.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Sept 2008 Sked Conspiracy Garden Cafe
Conspiracy Garden Café
59 Visayas Ave., QC (Across Shell Gas Station)
9206517/ 4532170
www.conspi.net
1 (M)- Piano Night w/ Rica Arambulo
2 (T)- Writers Night (Romancing Venus & Matilda)/ Diyosa
3 (W)- Noel Cabangon
4 (Th) – Toto Sorioso
5 (F)- Bayang Barrios & Mike Villegas
6 (Sat)- Cynthia Alexander
7 (Sun)- Gospel Jam (5-8pm)
8 (M) 3P
9 (T) Writers Night (Tagay sa Tagaytay 5)/
Banyuhay ni Heber Bartolome
10 (W) Noel Cabangon
11 (Th)- Paul Galang
12 (F)- Joey Ayala
13 (Sat) Cynthia Alexander
14 (Sun)- Gospel Music Jam (5-8pm)
15 (M)- ULTRASOUND: a benefit concert for Savannah
16 (T) Writers Night (Ony Carcamo & Friends)/
Aiza Seguerra Birthday Gig
17 (W)- Noel Cabangon
18 (Th)- Global Xchange Pinoy: Ambag sa Kapayapaan (6-9pm)/
Albert de Pano
19 (F)- OLIVIA Gentle Jazz Bar Tour
20 (Sat) WHITE INK NYT featuring Triangle Trauma
21 (Sun)- Gospel Jam (5-8pm)
22 (M)- Piano Night w/ Rica Arambulo
23 (T)- Writers Night (Del Poesia)/Banyuhay ni Heber Bartolome
24 (W)- Noel Cabangon
25 (Th)- Araw ng Magsasaka
26 (F)- Bayang Barrios & Mike Villegas
27 (Sat)- Pedestrian Stand-up Version 2 with Mike Unson,
Reklamo & Stanley Chi
28 (Sun)- Gospel Jam (5-8pm)
29 (M)- Ray Olaguer
30 (Tues)- Writers Night (Araw ng Alyansa)/ Davey Langit
59 Visayas Ave., QC (Across Shell Gas Station)
9206517/ 4532170
www.conspi.net
1 (M)- Piano Night w/ Rica Arambulo
2 (T)- Writers Night (Romancing Venus & Matilda)/ Diyosa
3 (W)- Noel Cabangon
4 (Th) – Toto Sorioso
5 (F)- Bayang Barrios & Mike Villegas
6 (Sat)- Cynthia Alexander
7 (Sun)- Gospel Jam (5-8pm)
8 (M) 3P
9 (T) Writers Night (Tagay sa Tagaytay 5)/
Banyuhay ni Heber Bartolome
10 (W) Noel Cabangon
11 (Th)- Paul Galang
12 (F)- Joey Ayala
13 (Sat) Cynthia Alexander
14 (Sun)- Gospel Music Jam (5-8pm)
15 (M)- ULTRASOUND: a benefit concert for Savannah
16 (T) Writers Night (Ony Carcamo & Friends)/
Aiza Seguerra Birthday Gig
17 (W)- Noel Cabangon
18 (Th)- Global Xchange Pinoy: Ambag sa Kapayapaan (6-9pm)/
Albert de Pano
19 (F)- OLIVIA Gentle Jazz Bar Tour
20 (Sat) WHITE INK NYT featuring Triangle Trauma
21 (Sun)- Gospel Jam (5-8pm)
22 (M)- Piano Night w/ Rica Arambulo
23 (T)- Writers Night (Del Poesia)/Banyuhay ni Heber Bartolome
24 (W)- Noel Cabangon
25 (Th)- Araw ng Magsasaka
26 (F)- Bayang Barrios & Mike Villegas
27 (Sat)- Pedestrian Stand-up Version 2 with Mike Unson,
Reklamo & Stanley Chi
28 (Sun)- Gospel Jam (5-8pm)
29 (M)- Ray Olaguer
30 (Tues)- Writers Night (Araw ng Alyansa)/ Davey Langit
Sunday, August 31, 2008
it's all good
it's raining here in florida, but you know what? my dad's out of CCU, my mom's out of the hospital too.
slowly but surely.
it's really all good. thanks Big Guy. and thank you to all the people who prayed and sent support. i'm blessed.
slowly but surely.
it's really all good. thanks Big Guy. and thank you to all the people who prayed and sent support. i'm blessed.
Friday, August 22, 2008
losing my sanity
it's been a rollercoaster couple of weeks. we had both major and minor events, the most major being my dad having a heart attack last monday.
last year while we were in europe my sister and i received a call from the philippines telling us that my dad needed a bypass. we were shocked. and helpless. and totally useless. i know i felt that way.
this year i felt it again. my dad had suffered a heart attack and my mom was in shock. as soon as i heard the news i stayed very calm and collected but the feelings of shock, helplessness, and uselessness were all there. i told my other sisters very quietly so as not to incite panic.
as i am wont to do when i'm worried or scared, i go to sleep. so i slept for about 5 hours midday and by the time i woke up, my dad had woken up too. the relief was so great i almost cried, but i still ended up cooking and cooking and cooking.
every now and then we come face to face with our parents' mortality. i know i have. but it's a totally different matter when you can't be there with them. i wanted to kick things, punch somebody, scream. but i kept my head last year, and i kept my head last monday.
why is it i always manage to stay sane when i have every right to lose it?
my dad's still under observation and my mom is back to her old self. but it's all good. i have a lot to be thankful for, and i am.
and for what it's worth, i'm thankful i didn't lose my sanity.
last year while we were in europe my sister and i received a call from the philippines telling us that my dad needed a bypass. we were shocked. and helpless. and totally useless. i know i felt that way.
this year i felt it again. my dad had suffered a heart attack and my mom was in shock. as soon as i heard the news i stayed very calm and collected but the feelings of shock, helplessness, and uselessness were all there. i told my other sisters very quietly so as not to incite panic.
as i am wont to do when i'm worried or scared, i go to sleep. so i slept for about 5 hours midday and by the time i woke up, my dad had woken up too. the relief was so great i almost cried, but i still ended up cooking and cooking and cooking.
every now and then we come face to face with our parents' mortality. i know i have. but it's a totally different matter when you can't be there with them. i wanted to kick things, punch somebody, scream. but i kept my head last year, and i kept my head last monday.
why is it i always manage to stay sane when i have every right to lose it?
my dad's still under observation and my mom is back to her old self. but it's all good. i have a lot to be thankful for, and i am.
and for what it's worth, i'm thankful i didn't lose my sanity.
Saturday, August 09, 2008
diastema
or a gap between the teeth, most often between the two front teeth.
i have developed this nasty habit of whistling through the gap between my two front teeth. it's not of madonna proportions and i don't think the gap is even noticeable. but air whistles through it and i find myself doing it unconsciously and it irritates the hell out of me.
ugh. UGH!
i have developed this nasty habit of whistling through the gap between my two front teeth. it's not of madonna proportions and i don't think the gap is even noticeable. but air whistles through it and i find myself doing it unconsciously and it irritates the hell out of me.
ugh. UGH!
Friday, August 01, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
magnitude 5.4
that's how strong the earthquake was this morning. they say it's a forewarning of a bigger one to come.
it was weird. i had forgotten that california is sitting on a couple of plates and faults.
ryan had just come home from work and we were getting ready to eat lunch. i had decided to hide under the blankets with baby mac, an unusual thing since i usually just let her sleep in her cot so she doesn't get used to being lugged around.
it was a subtle shaking at first. being an earthquake survivor (baguio city, july 16, 1990), i kept my head and listened a bit. true enough, it stopped and then resumed. i stood up with mac in tow and prepared to either head out or find a safe space in the apartment. it didn't last for long but the phones were down.
way back in 1990 i was a bit cavalier about the earthquake. up until i was able to listen to horror stories about people getting trapped and dying, i didn't panic. i figured i'll go home and be with my family and all would be peachy. when i saw everyone safe, i just shrugged my shoulders and said a quick prayer of thanks.
this morning it felt different. i held a 3-week old baby in my arms, i was in a foreign land, and the rest of my family was half a world away.
i was scared, and enormously thankful that we were okay. as for it being a sample of a bigger one to come, i hope and pray that they are wrong.
it was weird. i had forgotten that california is sitting on a couple of plates and faults.
ryan had just come home from work and we were getting ready to eat lunch. i had decided to hide under the blankets with baby mac, an unusual thing since i usually just let her sleep in her cot so she doesn't get used to being lugged around.
it was a subtle shaking at first. being an earthquake survivor (baguio city, july 16, 1990), i kept my head and listened a bit. true enough, it stopped and then resumed. i stood up with mac in tow and prepared to either head out or find a safe space in the apartment. it didn't last for long but the phones were down.
way back in 1990 i was a bit cavalier about the earthquake. up until i was able to listen to horror stories about people getting trapped and dying, i didn't panic. i figured i'll go home and be with my family and all would be peachy. when i saw everyone safe, i just shrugged my shoulders and said a quick prayer of thanks.
this morning it felt different. i held a 3-week old baby in my arms, i was in a foreign land, and the rest of my family was half a world away.
i was scared, and enormously thankful that we were okay. as for it being a sample of a bigger one to come, i hope and pray that they are wrong.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
my first roadtrip
went on a roadtrip with jv, tina, marmee, and grace. and what do you know, we ended up in vegas and i got to see the hoover dam. :D
pardon the blurry pics.
pardon the blurry pics.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
birthday away, year 2
this is the second birthday i spent out of the country. last year i was in holland where the only people i knew were my sister and her husband. i had a lot of visitors, all of them i only met that day. was fun though.
and like last year, i missed everybody at home and the fried chicken and spaghetti that are mainstays in my birthdays.
i'm happy, though, that i'm here with my sister anna and her husband ryan and of course, baby mac.
a couple of days before my actual birthday, we had my formal birthday dinner. no photos, though, but they have a website. we ate at picanha, where brazilian waiters (ampopogi!) with grilled meats impaled on swords go around the tables and offer to give you a slice, or two. :)
on the day of my birthday, my sister let me sleep the day away, then she made me breakfast, and we just lazed around. :) my dream birthday. :)
for dinner, we went to big mama's and papa's pizzeria along ventura blvd. in studio city.
we ordered a 10" pizza each for me and ryan, and ate anna had spaghetti.
it was a good thing we ordered when we did because after we placed our orders, a call came in for 75 extra large pizzas. 30 mins before closing.
they left us largely to our own devices so we just ate a couple of slices, asked for take home boxes and packed the leftovers ourselves. so this was me on my birthday:
i think i did justice to my birthday parties. every year is a different celebration, but you know what? wherever i am, whatever the fare, i never forget to give thanks for another year. after all is said and done, it has still been a blessed life. thank you to the Big Guy up there for my family and friends. sometimes it feels good to just sit back, reflect, and feel loved.
and like last year, i missed everybody at home and the fried chicken and spaghetti that are mainstays in my birthdays.
i'm happy, though, that i'm here with my sister anna and her husband ryan and of course, baby mac.
a couple of days before my actual birthday, we had my formal birthday dinner. no photos, though, but they have a website. we ate at picanha, where brazilian waiters (ampopogi!) with grilled meats impaled on swords go around the tables and offer to give you a slice, or two. :)
on the day of my birthday, my sister let me sleep the day away, then she made me breakfast, and we just lazed around. :) my dream birthday. :)
for dinner, we went to big mama's and papa's pizzeria along ventura blvd. in studio city.
we ordered a 10" pizza each for me and ryan, and ate anna had spaghetti.
it was a good thing we ordered when we did because after we placed our orders, a call came in for 75 extra large pizzas. 30 mins before closing.
they left us largely to our own devices so we just ate a couple of slices, asked for take home boxes and packed the leftovers ourselves. so this was me on my birthday:
i think i did justice to my birthday parties. every year is a different celebration, but you know what? wherever i am, whatever the fare, i never forget to give thanks for another year. after all is said and done, it has still been a blessed life. thank you to the Big Guy up there for my family and friends. sometimes it feels good to just sit back, reflect, and feel loved.
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
sagot kay psyche
centennial ng UP ngayong buwan na ito. nalaman ko lang ang totoong date dahil nagpunta ako sa UP nung wednesday para kumain ng rodic's. hindi makatarungan ang traffic. tapos nakita ko na may mga nakapaskil na poster na centennial nga ng up. ok. fine. u-turn kami.
anyway, nabasa ko ang post ni psyche kanina: bumibigat ang aking kaliwang kamao.
madami sigurong nakaka-relate, at isa na ako dun. actually medyo tinamaan ako eh.
pero napaisip ako. bakit nga ba ako nag-UP? naging anti-establishment ba ako talaga? samantalang ang nagpaaral sa akin ng ilang taon ay subsidy mula sa gobyerno dahil barangay kapitana ang nanay ko? at matapos nun, naging konsehal naman ang tatay ko?
bukod sa subsidy ng gobyerno sa bawat mag-aaral ng UP, sweldo ng mga magulang ko galing gobyerno. may karapatan ba ako noon na maging anti-establishment?
wala siguro. pero yung tanong na bakit ako nag-UP, madaling sagutin. gusto kong matuto.
at marami akong natutunan, kahit iskul bukol ako na nadi-dismiss sa college of engineering every sem, hanggang sa natuluyang nasipa nung end ng third year ko, at matinding himala at dasal ang nagpatapos sa akin sa law school. pero hindi lang academics ang natutunan ko sa UP. mas madami akong natutunan na alang kinalaman sa akademiya.
ang natutunan ko talaga sa UP:
1. ala talagang black and white
2. hindi lahat ng nasa gobyerno, kurakot
3. hindi lahat ng nasa NGO, honest
4. hindi lahat ng makabayan, mapagkakatiwalaan
5. hindi lahat ng relihiyoso, naniniwala sa Diyos
6. hindi lahat ng naniniwala sa Diyos, mabait
7. hindi lahat ng di naniniwala sa Diyos, masama
8. hindi lahat ng magaling magsulat, magaling magsalita
9. hindi lahat ng magaling magsalita, magaling magsulat
10. hindi lahat ng di marunong magbasa, mangmang
11. hindi lahat ng pagkain sa kalye, madumi
12. hindi lahat ng madungis, nakakatakot
13. hindi lahat ng malinis, mabait
14. hindi lahat ng mabango, masarap
15. hindi lahat ng mamahalin mo, mamahalin ka pabalik
16. hindi lahat ng magmamahal sa yo, mamahalin mo
17. hindi lahat ng matalino, marunong
18. iyakin din pala ako pag nakataas ang kaliwang kamay sa UP naming mahal tuwing natatalo ang fighting maroons
19. kahit ilang beses nang natatalo ang fighting maroons, masakit pa rin sa kalooban
20. kahit 0-7 na ang standing, umaasa pa rin ako na mananalo sila at mag-cha-champion
21. ...
mahaba ang listahan, at di lahat naaalala ko. pero yun nga, wala talagang black and white...at malamang matagal bago mag-champion ang fighting maroons.
tanong ni psyche, anong klaseng tao ba ang dapat hinuhulma ng UP?
hindi ko alam. minsan ang sarap sabihin na ako, yung tulad ko. pero namaaaaaaaan, ang yabang ko naman masyado, di ba, samantalang ang nakasisiguro lamang ako ay... maganda ako. :P (blog ko to, alang kokontra)
pero kung ano man ang dapat produkto ng UP, sana, bilang minimum requirement, ay ang sumusunod sa blubuk- HONOR EXCELLENCE.
siguro, sa pagitan niyang dalawang yan, may asenso at pag-asa.
at balang-araw, mananalo rin ang fighting maroons.
hapi centennial, UP. sana maging karapat-dapat akong produkto mo.
-tina b.
**-77947
**-40603
anyway, nabasa ko ang post ni psyche kanina: bumibigat ang aking kaliwang kamao.
madami sigurong nakaka-relate, at isa na ako dun. actually medyo tinamaan ako eh.
pero napaisip ako. bakit nga ba ako nag-UP? naging anti-establishment ba ako talaga? samantalang ang nagpaaral sa akin ng ilang taon ay subsidy mula sa gobyerno dahil barangay kapitana ang nanay ko? at matapos nun, naging konsehal naman ang tatay ko?
bukod sa subsidy ng gobyerno sa bawat mag-aaral ng UP, sweldo ng mga magulang ko galing gobyerno. may karapatan ba ako noon na maging anti-establishment?
wala siguro. pero yung tanong na bakit ako nag-UP, madaling sagutin. gusto kong matuto.
at marami akong natutunan, kahit iskul bukol ako na nadi-dismiss sa college of engineering every sem, hanggang sa natuluyang nasipa nung end ng third year ko, at matinding himala at dasal ang nagpatapos sa akin sa law school. pero hindi lang academics ang natutunan ko sa UP. mas madami akong natutunan na alang kinalaman sa akademiya.
ang natutunan ko talaga sa UP:
1. ala talagang black and white
2. hindi lahat ng nasa gobyerno, kurakot
3. hindi lahat ng nasa NGO, honest
4. hindi lahat ng makabayan, mapagkakatiwalaan
5. hindi lahat ng relihiyoso, naniniwala sa Diyos
6. hindi lahat ng naniniwala sa Diyos, mabait
7. hindi lahat ng di naniniwala sa Diyos, masama
8. hindi lahat ng magaling magsulat, magaling magsalita
9. hindi lahat ng magaling magsalita, magaling magsulat
10. hindi lahat ng di marunong magbasa, mangmang
11. hindi lahat ng pagkain sa kalye, madumi
12. hindi lahat ng madungis, nakakatakot
13. hindi lahat ng malinis, mabait
14. hindi lahat ng mabango, masarap
15. hindi lahat ng mamahalin mo, mamahalin ka pabalik
16. hindi lahat ng magmamahal sa yo, mamahalin mo
17. hindi lahat ng matalino, marunong
18. iyakin din pala ako pag nakataas ang kaliwang kamay sa UP naming mahal tuwing natatalo ang fighting maroons
19. kahit ilang beses nang natatalo ang fighting maroons, masakit pa rin sa kalooban
20. kahit 0-7 na ang standing, umaasa pa rin ako na mananalo sila at mag-cha-champion
21. ...
mahaba ang listahan, at di lahat naaalala ko. pero yun nga, wala talagang black and white...at malamang matagal bago mag-champion ang fighting maroons.
tanong ni psyche, anong klaseng tao ba ang dapat hinuhulma ng UP?
hindi ko alam. minsan ang sarap sabihin na ako, yung tulad ko. pero namaaaaaaaan, ang yabang ko naman masyado, di ba, samantalang ang nakasisiguro lamang ako ay... maganda ako. :P (blog ko to, alang kokontra)
pero kung ano man ang dapat produkto ng UP, sana, bilang minimum requirement, ay ang sumusunod sa blubuk- HONOR EXCELLENCE.
siguro, sa pagitan niyang dalawang yan, may asenso at pag-asa.
at balang-araw, mananalo rin ang fighting maroons.
hapi centennial, UP. sana maging karapat-dapat akong produkto mo.
-tina b.
**-77947
**-40603
Thursday, June 19, 2008
ang online burol, bow
this morning on my way to a lunch meeting i passed in front of a funeral home. this is not an uncommon occurrence, as there are a lot of funeral homes everywhere. what struck me, though, was this huge tarpaulin sign that said:
huh? of course i almost damaged my neck in the cab, first from the whiplash when i took a hurried second look, and then from trying to get a better view from inside the moving vehicle. i decided i'll just look it up when i get home. it sounded like a hoax.
so i searched for it and lo and behold, here it is: st. peter life plan, inc. e-burol
my gas! the tarpaulin poster was shitting me not.
initially i thought it was a tacky tacky marketing scheme. but then i realized that filipinos abroad really would appreciate something like this, specially when they can't go home for a wake or burial.
but even though i understand the concept behind it, hysterical mirth keeps threatening to overcome me when i think about the e-burol. i keep thinking how it would be too much like watching tv. how surreal it must be.
oh well, whatever rocks your boat. medyo creepy lang talaga. basta ako ayoko ng lamay, ha. online or otherwise.
ONLINE BUROL
huh? of course i almost damaged my neck in the cab, first from the whiplash when i took a hurried second look, and then from trying to get a better view from inside the moving vehicle. i decided i'll just look it up when i get home. it sounded like a hoax.
so i searched for it and lo and behold, here it is: st. peter life plan, inc. e-burol
my gas! the tarpaulin poster was shitting me not.
initially i thought it was a tacky tacky marketing scheme. but then i realized that filipinos abroad really would appreciate something like this, specially when they can't go home for a wake or burial.
but even though i understand the concept behind it, hysterical mirth keeps threatening to overcome me when i think about the e-burol. i keep thinking how it would be too much like watching tv. how surreal it must be.
oh well, whatever rocks your boat. medyo creepy lang talaga. basta ako ayoko ng lamay, ha. online or otherwise.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
ang bata
it was appropriate then, it's appropriate now.
i first heard this song when i was 12, i think, at the UP baguio himigsikan, an annual choral singing contest that the (then) college had. i don't know if they still have it now though.
anyways, i heard it again when i joined a retreat called SADE, or the sons and daughters encounter (i think i got that right) of the christian family movement. i could never get all the words memorized, though, but i remember laughing at the phrase "ang bata, may muta, tinunaw na ng kanyang luha..." i found it hysterical that time.
last year when i started going out again i heard one of the folk singers here in baguio, jun utleg, sing it during his set. i've been asking for it since. i heard that he released an album with a cover of that song.
i bought the album today [support local music!] and i wasn't disappointed. although now the phrase that used to get me almost crying from laughter depresses the hell out of me.
"ang bata, may muta, tinunaw na ng kanyang luha...mataas na ang sikat ng araw sa silangan, wala pa rin si ama." nyeta.
i still like the song, though. the cd case says it was composed by a ferdie dimaano. galing mo, ser.
enjoy the song, people.
ang bata, may dalang isang laruang lata
hila-hila sa kalsadang makipot at sira pa
butas ang damit, marumi ang ayus niya
siya ang bagong pilipino.
ang bata, may muta tinunaw na ng kanyang luha
panis na laway, naghihintay sa kapirasong pandisal
ngunit mataas na ang araw sa silangan
wala pa rin si ama.
ang bata nakayakap, dinarama ang init ni ina
malakas na ulan, malakas na kulog, tinatakot siya
pinto ng bahay, bubungang sira-sira
ang tanging karamay niya.
ang bata nakatingala at nakatingkayad sa bintana
siya'y nakasilip at nakikinig sa gulo sa labas
bakit ang buhay, kay ingay, kay gulo
natutulig na ako.
ang bata, ang bata, kawawang mga bata
saan sila patutungo, saan papunta?
dito ba sa buhay puno ng kaguluhan
puno ng kasawian.
ang bata, may dalang isang laruang lata
hila-hila sa kalsadang makipot at sira pa
butas ang damit, marumi ang ayus niya
siya ang bagong pilipino.
i first heard this song when i was 12, i think, at the UP baguio himigsikan, an annual choral singing contest that the (then) college had. i don't know if they still have it now though.
anyways, i heard it again when i joined a retreat called SADE, or the sons and daughters encounter (i think i got that right) of the christian family movement. i could never get all the words memorized, though, but i remember laughing at the phrase "ang bata, may muta, tinunaw na ng kanyang luha..." i found it hysterical that time.
last year when i started going out again i heard one of the folk singers here in baguio, jun utleg, sing it during his set. i've been asking for it since. i heard that he released an album with a cover of that song.
i bought the album today [support local music!] and i wasn't disappointed. although now the phrase that used to get me almost crying from laughter depresses the hell out of me.
"ang bata, may muta, tinunaw na ng kanyang luha...mataas na ang sikat ng araw sa silangan, wala pa rin si ama." nyeta.
i still like the song, though. the cd case says it was composed by a ferdie dimaano. galing mo, ser.
enjoy the song, people.
ang bata, may dalang isang laruang lata
hila-hila sa kalsadang makipot at sira pa
butas ang damit, marumi ang ayus niya
siya ang bagong pilipino.
ang bata, may muta tinunaw na ng kanyang luha
panis na laway, naghihintay sa kapirasong pandisal
ngunit mataas na ang araw sa silangan
wala pa rin si ama.
ang bata nakayakap, dinarama ang init ni ina
malakas na ulan, malakas na kulog, tinatakot siya
pinto ng bahay, bubungang sira-sira
ang tanging karamay niya.
ang bata nakatingala at nakatingkayad sa bintana
siya'y nakasilip at nakikinig sa gulo sa labas
bakit ang buhay, kay ingay, kay gulo
natutulig na ako.
ang bata, ang bata, kawawang mga bata
saan sila patutungo, saan papunta?
dito ba sa buhay puno ng kaguluhan
puno ng kasawian.
ang bata, may dalang isang laruang lata
hila-hila sa kalsadang makipot at sira pa
butas ang damit, marumi ang ayus niya
siya ang bagong pilipino.
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