on hale
Hale never fails to make me cry.
I was in the mood for some OPM soundtripping, so I pulled my Hale CD and started playing. First 2 tracks... I'm still upbeat. 3rd one slowed me down and got me daydreaming. And by the 4th track I'm crying my heart out. I miss my brother. ='(
If we are to have a soundtrack of the last few months I was in the Philippines, this is the one. We'd drive to Starbucks, with this CD playing in the car stereo, full volume, with windows down. We'd try to hit high notes, and end up laughing at each other, mostly me laughing at him. He would comment "galing ko talaga kumanta" after missing a note. And it was perfect. We'd sit in silence during red lights, and I feel at peace. We've always been close to each other, and the 6 years gap in our age seemed non-existent. He talks to me like he's my age, and I try to be the kind of sister he would want to bring with him to gimiks. I want to be a "cool" sister.
I couldn't stop crying, and I don't know why. I have a life that some people could only dream of. It's almost a fairy tale, if only my family's here with me. Maybe the thought that makes me cry is the fact that I'm missing out how their life is turning out, how their day is unfolding, how they manage through the day amidst all the problems at home. I feel sad that they couldn't see me try and struggle nailing a frame on the wall, when they were there the first time I took my baby steps.
I tried to call home, but hang up the moment I heard the ring on the other end of the line. I couldn't compose myself, and I know it would make them worry that I'm crying. Much more, I know my brother might still be awake at this time, and I'd drag him into this loneliness.
I turned to the PC and this blog is written.
Damn Hale.
I was in the mood for some OPM soundtripping, so I pulled my Hale CD and started playing. First 2 tracks... I'm still upbeat. 3rd one slowed me down and got me daydreaming. And by the 4th track I'm crying my heart out. I miss my brother. ='(
If we are to have a soundtrack of the last few months I was in the Philippines, this is the one. We'd drive to Starbucks, with this CD playing in the car stereo, full volume, with windows down. We'd try to hit high notes, and end up laughing at each other, mostly me laughing at him. He would comment "galing ko talaga kumanta" after missing a note. And it was perfect. We'd sit in silence during red lights, and I feel at peace. We've always been close to each other, and the 6 years gap in our age seemed non-existent. He talks to me like he's my age, and I try to be the kind of sister he would want to bring with him to gimiks. I want to be a "cool" sister.
I couldn't stop crying, and I don't know why. I have a life that some people could only dream of. It's almost a fairy tale, if only my family's here with me. Maybe the thought that makes me cry is the fact that I'm missing out how their life is turning out, how their day is unfolding, how they manage through the day amidst all the problems at home. I feel sad that they couldn't see me try and struggle nailing a frame on the wall, when they were there the first time I took my baby steps.
I tried to call home, but hang up the moment I heard the ring on the other end of the line. I couldn't compose myself, and I know it would make them worry that I'm crying. Much more, I know my brother might still be awake at this time, and I'd drag him into this loneliness.
I turned to the PC and this blog is written.
Damn Hale.
posted by beng at
3:33 PM
5 Comments:
hehe, I was composing a "Hale" blog entry nung isang araw. I dunno kung ano mga pinagdaanan ng bandang yun pero they have the saddest songs in a long while since rivermaya's first album siguro. galing nilang magsulat ng lyrics, napaka poetic... malungkot nga lang...
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Anonymous, at 9:28 PM
uhmmm.. hale?
ahahaha! cant relate to the song.. dont know the band =S where have i been? =S
but can relate to the sadness.. *hugs*
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jane, at 1:36 AM
i know that band, kso not so familiar with their songs. oist jane, san ka ba? sa pinas plng ko, lam ko me ganun na.
yeah, sadness... hayyy still, consider urselves lucky, harbz and jane... hayyy ulet
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Anonymous, at 1:18 AM
Nakakarelate ako sobra! Anyway, wag mong masyadong isipin un family mo, kc kahit gaano ka na katagal d2 sa US, you will still feel empty inside. Just pray that they're okay...
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Anonymous, at 12:46 PM
liza, i guess you're right. i know you are talking out of experience. siguro kailangan ko lang talaga masanay.
reeyuh gurl, i still consider myself lucky, sabi nga nila, you can't have them all. some people are just luckier, i will be one of them, in time. i keep the faith. ;-)
janey, loss ka talaga mare! lei, padalhan nyo nga ng mp3 itong si manang jane. hehehe!
i have the weapon of choice, and i choose to be happy. i just have episodes like this, hehehe! thanks for sharing with me.
ps. anshe, thanks for the email. i really appreciate it. love you gurl! =)
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beng, at 3:23 PM
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