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Saturday, January 07, 2006
5:43 PM

Running Wild for Adoration

Tumatakbo
Mojofly

"Laging bigo laging sawi sa pag ibig
Minamalas o kay sakit
May balat nga ba ako sa pwet
Mabuti pa ang tindera sa aming kanto
Nakakaingit TL ang sweet nila ng
Kaniyang nobyo
Gusto ko lang maranasan umibig
Tamaan ni kupido
Gusto ko lang maranasan ang langit
Tumibok muli ang puso ko

Tumatakbo ang oras naiiwan na ako
Ng panahon
Di na nagbago bawat araw pare pareho parang kahapon
Tumatakbo ang oras

May birthday cake ka nga
Ngunit wala naman kandila
May christmas tree na malupet
Wala naman dekorasyong pansabit
Sadyang ganyan ang aking buhay
Walang kasing tamlay
Ayoko sanang tumandang nagiisa

Tumatakbo ang oras naiiwan na ako
Ng panahon
Di na nagbago bawat araw pare pareho parang kahapon
Tumatakbo ang oras
Tumatakbo ang oras
Tatanggapin na lang ba ang malupit
Na tadhana o kayay
Tatanggapin na lang ba na akoy
Sadyang hindi pinagpala
Tigilan na ang drama
Punasan na ang luha

Tumatakbo ang oras naiiwan na ako
Ng panahon
Di na nagbago bawat araw pare pareho parang kahapon
Tumatakbo ang oras naiiwan na ako
Ng panahon
Di na nagbago bawat araw pare pareho parang kahapon
Tumatakbo, tumatakbo,
Tumatakbo naiiwan na ako
Tumatakbo, tumatakbo,
Tumatakbo naiiwan na ako
Tumatakbo, tumatakbo,
Tumatakbo naiiwan na ako"

This is my song of the moment.Image hosting by TinyPic In fact, (nakakahiya mang aminin) as always. 'Di nagbabago yan. Minsan akala ko 'di ko na uli aawitin yan. Ganun pa rin pala.

Yes, I admit I'm always in anxiety when it comes to love. Although there are times when love seems too easy when it comes, walang-wala ka naman kung naiiwan ka, e ang tanong, saan ang easy dun?. Just like what "Tumatakbo" said, I'm left behind. I don't want to grow old without having saombody by my side, (kasi naman ang damng guys diyan na akala ko sila na, 'di pa pala, I asked a sign sa prayers ko, and the sign showed up, but I guess it wasn't true). But know what? I thought about it, I'm too young to have love problems, or to worry about it. It's just this experience, (that happend just yesterday at the tournament). Just when you thought somebody likes you, you fail to realize that he actually likes your close friend instead (You failed to do so, because you were so blind! Huli ko lang kasi nalaman yung mga drop signs niya sa kaibigan ko, na ginagawa niya rin sakin). I was like a dry leaf after I knew (and summed up), that I wasn't the one he really likes. What's frustrating is that I like him na nga, minalas pa. I don't know why. He is my friend. He's there when I needed a little fun. He can give me a bit of comfort too. He makes me smile, and all that.

It's not too hard to decode the drop signs. I got it all figured out...most especially when we're ALL together.

Image hosted by TinyPic.com Just like the way he held our hands (my pal and I). After all our matches, my friend and I lost our own matches. But he was KSP enough to congratulate us with our loss. But it was ok though. When he held my hand (first!), he said "congrats" to me and I felt something different from the way he gripped my hand. I dunnow..."I'm just not sanay siguro, when a guy holds my hand-I'm not used to the holding-hands thing. Naiilang ako." But I let go of his hand at once and then after that yung kamay naman nung friend ko yung hinawakan niya (Yung sinasabi ko na type niya), but my friend wants to let go of her hand already, pinigilan pa niya.

Image hosted by TinyPic.com Another was yung pangungulet niya. He's just fond of teasing me and my gal pal. He calls us names too. Sakin ung name ng baril dun sa Counter-Strike, tapos yung sa friend ko naman e yung parang panghahanga. Tinatawag niya ako sa name ng baril dahil palagi akong napupuno ng pasa. Most especailly right after our sparing practice. I plead guilty! I do get offended sometimes, but I really don't care, as long as pinapansin niya ako, and that explains that I exist. About his pangungulit, we (my friend and I) noticed that the asaran with my friend would last longer than his asaran with me. You know the truth is my friend and I are not sanay undergoing these love contact with the opposite sex. We do have crushes but it doesn't envolve the both of us in the scene. Kaya 'di namin alam kung anong gagawin. I even think she likes him too. But it's okay, let's face the mundane truth that she might, although she denies it. (oops she might get mad if she reads this, but believe me. She won't). Telling her that I like the guy would be, "total-murder-suicide".

Image hosted by TinyPic.com Lastly, I saw him coaching in my friend's game. He was from our TKD sister team (Both our teams have the same co-founders that's why). Kinampihan niya yung friend ko sa championship game niya, against sa team mate niya na kalaban nung friend ko. He even gave important tactics to my friend who never listens to him. He was the coach 'di ba? So siya din yung umupo dun sa upuan ng mag-cocoach. Pretty obvious talaga.

Ang totoo, it wouldn't be a problem, kung 'di ko naman siya naiisip. I'm just pagod of falling and failing. So last night, I tried to write a song about what I had the whole day, but it wasn't worth it because I was laos (I lost my voice from all the screaming for my team mates). How I wish I could create a piece like that of Mojofly's Tumatakbo. Kaya rinereserba ko pa yung mga "kagagahan" ko ngayon para naman may maisulat akong lyrics sa kantang gagawin ko. Mas maganda kasi yung mga kantang nagagawa ko kapag "BIGO" ako e. Yes! Really true! I'm used to making songs when I'm mad/sad/frustrated/disturbed or whatever that puts a frown on my smiling face. With every dilemma that I live through, I wouldn't believe that the songs that I can make are made up of fake lyrics nor forged. All those are true and from the heart...and wherever the problem is, that's where my heart sings.

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