i am doing what is right
moving forward and moving away, that is.
because i have no choice.
–cubi, so help me God.
concert season
concert na namin sa sunday.after more than a year, i’m back in the chorale industry (as if kasing glamorous cya ng hollywood d b?).
i miss my chorale days– my family would never attempt to watch any of our concerts, unless if it’s for free. that’s when my trusted friend, aisa who’s always there to watch our concerts (regardless if it’s just rtr or major concert or free concert at rh lobby).she would always cheer for me (eventhough i didn’t do well in our last gig, or i don’t sing the melody line 80% of the time).she would always let me copy her philo assignment and comm 1 take home stuff because she understands how i value singing, and i always end go home late, sleep because of fatigue, and just go on with college as if there’s no future waiting for me outside the walls of our classroom.
she’s my closest friend in first year.when she left, i felt like my link to our block vanished.i got more interested in the company of my chorale family (which wasn’t a bad idea after all).still, she’s ready to give me a hand on that weird intercultural communication paper and notecards.my academic life in college will never be the same without her.she also helped me with my “love” problem, extending the best possible help she can give (let’s not get into details).
and there was a time when she’s missing in action.i have no more aisa to depend on.i was on my own.my chorale family helped me to balance my academics and extra-curricular activities.the crazy gang of ate motts, mervin, alsun, ate loida and the rest of chorale family adopted me in many ways.still, i long for aisa.
i always believe that she’s still there for me even if she does’nt meet up with me and her hectic schedule wouldn’t allow her to have coffee with me, boo and geli, just like the good old days.she cares for me.and i care for her as well.
i hope she can watch our concert.that’ll be my gift for her birthday.
—-cubi, wishful thinking
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pagod rin lang ako siguro.
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