Dubista- tawag sa isang taong fan ng Urbandub
Pinakauna kong napakinggan mula sa kanila ay “A New Tattoo.” Sa Myx pa ‘yon and the VidOk system was new. Nabasa ko yung lyrics. Unang impression: uhhh…..ok.
Not ‘til “First of Summer” nung dahan-dahan ko silang nagustohan. Grade 7 ako noon at medyo…..yeah. So alam ko yung song nila pero hindi ko pinapakinggan yung buong album dahil di pa sa akin uso ang DSL sa bahay at wala ring perang pambili noon.
Fast forward to 2007. Narinig ko yung Guillotine. LOVE. Sabi ko sa tatay ko, gusto kong bilihin yung album. Pag-uwi ko sa bahay kinabukasan mula sa school, galing daw tatay ko sa Metrowalk, ibinili niya ako ng piratang kopya. Pero dahil wala akong choice, pinakinggan ko na rin. Linagay ko kaagad sa ipod Classic ko na 180gb (na nanakaw noong 3rd year ako). Laman lang noon, <S> Marks the Spot, Under Southern Lights at konting mga pop, isama na ang High School Musical.
Paulit-ulit ko silang pinapakinggan mula umaga habang nasa biyahe papunta sa school at pauwi sa bahay. Besides Guillotine, nagustohan ko na din yung Cebuana at Evidence noon. Tapos noon ding first year ako, nagkaroon ng ultimate concert noong school fair. Tumugtog lahat ng pinakamalulupit tulad ng Sugarfree, Sandwich at syempre, Urbandub.
Naalala ko bigla itong mga ito kagabi nang manood ako ng concert nila. Sabi ng ibang tao, sayang daw yung pera na ibinayad ko dahil napapanood naman sila sa mga ibang show sa labas. Para sa akin, iba talaga kapag ang crowd na kasama mo, yung parehas ng hilig mo. Alam mong lahat ng kasama mo doon, mahal din yung papanoorin nila. Lahat ‘yon, nakatulong lalo na maappreciate ko kung gaano kagaling ang Urbandub.
Lately, life has just been kinda harsh.
College entance test results. My left knee/leg. My board. And the part that never ends, love.
Let’s just say the theme of my life right now is “traitor-ship”.
I dunno. When it seems that every piece of the puzzle is starting to fall into their right places, someone just has to ruin it.
College is messed up. Still discerning.
I still have a 10 degree lag on my injured left knee. The board that I trusted betrayed me and threw me, causing my injury. Sad.
Ball is near, but that someone whom I plan to bring isn’t talking to me for some reason unknown. If only she knows that I’m willing to talk about it. I even changed my old, unwanted schemes such as filling her inbox with dumb messages.
I don’t know what’s wrong with the world, but one thing is for sure; If it’s hard now, it will be harder in the future.
OH JOY.
Napakabait. Wala ka na ngang magawa dito, tapos iiwanan ka pa mag-isa. Bullshit.
