however, that didn't work too.
don't ask me why. (",)
10.12.05
silence. on stage... in front of four teachers, three who had their pens down... and facing the rest of the school, intently waiting for the first note... our first note.
tap. tap. tap.
O Fortune, just as the moon... You vary your state; Always increasing, or decreasing... The detestable life.
O Fortuna... velut Luna... Statu variabilis; Semper crescis... aut decrescis... Vita detestabilis!!!
once more, silence. now... smile! gestured the conductress. she then signaled with her hands, one, two, three...
Joy thou spark from flame immortal, Daughter of Elysium; Drunk with fire, o heav'n born goddess, We invade thy holidom!
a look at the judges: now all four had their arms rested on the table; three put their chins on their palms and their elbows on wood.
Let thy magic bring together, All whom earth-born laws divide; All Mankind shall be as brothers, 'Neath thy tender wings and wide!
never mind the judges, but, just look! to the crowd, we're suddenly some objects of interest.
Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, Wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heiligtum! Deine Zauber binden wieder, Was die Mode streng geteilt; Alle Menschen werden Brüder, Wo dein snafter Flügel weilt!
sorry, but I got it wrong; the judges really are the ones to reckon with. basing on their facial expressions...
padum, padum! pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa...
things are not looking good, despite our greater-than-expected-so-far presentation. but, why?
heto na naman yung masayang panahon, ubas at mansanas na kahon-kahon said na ang bulsa, pagod pa ang paa kakahanap ng regalong mura't maganda
heto na naman yung ganitong panahon, kung 'di kalendaryo ay maalat na hamon wala na bang iba, fruit cake na luma exchange gift na diary, chocolate at sabon
mabilis kayo, mouthed the first and leftmost judge. I nearly shook my head in disbelief... something really was wrong, besides the tempo, because we were able to adapt quickly to it...
wala na ba kundi panandaliang saya, wala na ba kundi ako, ikaw at siya? nalilimutan natin kung bakit may pasko isang nagmamahal na Diyos ang sinilang sa mundo!
ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong-ding...
hmm... the judge was right; we were going too fast...
maligayang pasko... maligayang pasko...
shit, i whispered unenthusiastically. we faltered at the end of an otherwise brilliant performance...
...sa inyo!
everyone of us were scratching and shaking our heads in disbelief during our post-chorale discussion. each had their faults; and surprisingly, to us, it was somehow acceptable.
hayaan niyo na... that seemed to work it out for everyone, until after all seven sections presented, and the results were on the desk waiting to be announced...
g_b got tired of senseless ranting by 21:09. |
it was just about now when i noticed that people write things about themselves in the profile section of their online diaries. then i looked at my former blog sites, and, it was like... whoa, am i really that weird?
so maybe it's time for a bit of change, a touch of conventionalism. for once, at least.
well, you see the guy in the picture? yeah, that spectacled boy running in haste? that's supposed to be me, j. gabriel de leon y limpin... what does j stand for, you ask? it's for me to know and for you to find out if you still don't know.
i'm a 16-year old boy who wears a pair of glasses, sports unkempt hair, and usually dons loose clothes. i might look a bit plump in the drawing, but in actuality i'm a tall, dark, skinny, frail guy who always forgets to drink his milk and take his breakfast. up to know i still wonder how come i stand at five-feet-eight-inches but weigh only 102 pounds...
way back then, i was a small, plump kid who showed a lot of promise. during parties, my mom and dad would usually strut around and boast of how intelligent, how healthy, how handsome i was. for eight or so years, that had been the case. i got my share of respect, like this little prince...
then came a heartbreak, and high school.
inexplicably, i suddenly became a complacent and idle guy who fell in love with my personal computer too much, even to the point of forgetting if i already had dinner. i was transformed into a student ridiculously full of potential but never getting to use the stuff. i developed a very healthy sleeping habit that made me garner the honorable distinction of being the student earliest for the nth class.
high school went on, heartbreaks pursued at will, and down to oblivion went that once promising young kid. so much for the pride of my parents.
today, i still look back to him. in fact, i'm trying to revive him, after four years of dormancy, or something more like stagnation. impossible, yes, but it's worth a try. too late, maybe, but i'll prove that it's not.
