FPV
Wednesday, September 30, 2009 @ 11:46 PM
mood: 
ok
listening to: Violin Romance #2 - Beethoven
For the first time, I saw and heard someone play the violin in person. There was no mic in front of the violinist so we couldn't really hear the melody much. Too bad. It could've been a Nodame Cantabile moment. [Except that it wasn't a music competition nor an orchestra.]
I suddenly want to ask my cousin Ate Sarah to play the violin for me. Too bad we're not close. I don't even know where in Switzerland she lives in now.
Anyway, I was saddened by the fact that I have these dreams of being able to play 3 musical instruments (the flute, the piano, and the violin) and not enough time nor money to have [formal] lessons... even for just one.
When I was a freshman in high school, I got interested with the sound of the flute. It's so peaceful. I had a one-day lesson with a friend, Suzanne Baines. She's in a band at school. She lent me her flute.. or well, a part of it: the mouthpiece. She said that one must properly blow in order to create the right sounds. She told me it took her more than like 3 days to properly blow through the mouthpiece. In an hour or so, I got the hang of it. It made me wonder if I actually have a musical talent... or if she's just being an encouraging pal.
But thanks, Suzanne. I will forever remember you for that. That and your awesome shade of natural red hair.
The next day I drew a girl wearing a kimono, sitting under a tree playing the flute. Here it is:
Yeah, it's last 2002. It's old as you can see with the paper.
closer look
My desk is also old. It looks disorganized but it's actually organized.
If you study and/or analyze my drawing closely, you'll notice what my current problem was that year.
Anywa, my flute craze passed over the years. Somehow.. when I look back to how I got interested in it in the first place, it was probably because during that year, I crave peace and tranquility. I'm not going to elaborate much on how I really do need peace that year. Maybe later. Anyway, aside from that reason, it was also perhaps because in that period of early adolescence, I am in dire need to develop an identity. It was an unconscious desire. A cousin of mine plays the violin, two play piano, one plays the guitar and one plays the drums. In the back of my mind, maybe I want something to cast me aside from them but on a certain level, be one of them too.
Ah, the adolescent years.
About the piano.. even when I was little, I am pretty much attracted to piano pieces. I used to have like one of those piano/keyboard toys that kids play with. I was serious about it though. I even composed a few short pieces. I wasn't familiar with the notes back then so I'd just label the keys with numbers and list those numbers. I was a bit ambitious about my pieces. Some took days to compose, some took like a week. I think they're really good, not the "a kid made this crap" good, no. I wish you guys could hear it. I wonder where they are now.
Around a decade ago, I watched this movie called Little Secrets when we were at my Tita Cherry's house. She had cable and that movie was on HBO. It stars Evan Rachel Wood, Michael Angarano, and David Gallagher. I didn't know Wood and Angarano that time but I do know of David Gallagher because we used to watch 7th Heaven religiously on Studio 23. Anyway, it was on that time when I first got facinated with the violin.
Years passed and at the time I got addicted to Jdramas, I found this one called Nodame Cantabile. The title was very familiar to me because I would always come across the manga at National Bookstore. I thought I'd try it since a lot of people are raving about it. I wanted to rate it myself. When I watched a couple of episodes, I noticed, I couldn't get away from it! I just had to go onto the next one. That was how the series got to me. It was awesome. I seriously recommend it. My friend May doesn't really like classical music nor Jdramas. In fact, she really doesn't like Jdramas. I practically forced her to finish at least like an episode. As it turned out, I had to force her to stop watching or else she won't come to her class!
Anyway, in connection with Nodame Cantabile, I really loved watching the characters play their instruments. I loved watching and listening to Nodame and Chiaki as well as Kiyora Miki. I never knew how much an orchestra could trigger emotions like that. It sounds a bit cheesy, but seriously, I cried in some parts. In other parts, I found myself swaying a bit from the music. I simply love it. I downloaded a bunch of pieces from the internet. Some of them I transfered to my back-up EHD, Max, that got corrupted. So sad. My favorite ones are still here though. What a relief. The cds cost a lot. I checked.
So there. I appreciate and marvel at different forms of art. Just as I've tried sketching, drawing, painting, photography, and others, I'd like to experience music... To not merely listen. I'd like to create music and be able to share the music that I create.
I want to stop wondering "what-ifs".
I need to know "what is".
oklistening to: Violin Romance #2 - Beethoven
For the first time, I saw and heard someone play the violin in person. There was no mic in front of the violinist so we couldn't really hear the melody much. Too bad. It could've been a Nodame Cantabile moment. [Except that it wasn't a music competition nor an orchestra.]
I suddenly want to ask my cousin Ate Sarah to play the violin for me. Too bad we're not close. I don't even know where in Switzerland she lives in now.
Anyway, I was saddened by the fact that I have these dreams of being able to play 3 musical instruments (the flute, the piano, and the violin) and not enough time nor money to have [formal] lessons... even for just one.
When I was a freshman in high school, I got interested with the sound of the flute. It's so peaceful. I had a one-day lesson with a friend, Suzanne Baines. She's in a band at school. She lent me her flute.. or well, a part of it: the mouthpiece. She said that one must properly blow in order to create the right sounds. She told me it took her more than like 3 days to properly blow through the mouthpiece. In an hour or so, I got the hang of it. It made me wonder if I actually have a musical talent... or if she's just being an encouraging pal.
But thanks, Suzanne. I will forever remember you for that. That and your awesome shade of natural red hair.
The next day I drew a girl wearing a kimono, sitting under a tree playing the flute. Here it is:
Yeah, it's last 2002. It's old as you can see with the paper.
closer look
My desk is also old. It looks disorganized but it's actually organized.
If you study and/or analyze my drawing closely, you'll notice what my current problem was that year.
Anywa, my flute craze passed over the years. Somehow.. when I look back to how I got interested in it in the first place, it was probably because during that year, I crave peace and tranquility. I'm not going to elaborate much on how I really do need peace that year. Maybe later. Anyway, aside from that reason, it was also perhaps because in that period of early adolescence, I am in dire need to develop an identity. It was an unconscious desire. A cousin of mine plays the violin, two play piano, one plays the guitar and one plays the drums. In the back of my mind, maybe I want something to cast me aside from them but on a certain level, be one of them too.
Ah, the adolescent years.
About the piano.. even when I was little, I am pretty much attracted to piano pieces. I used to have like one of those piano/keyboard toys that kids play with. I was serious about it though. I even composed a few short pieces. I wasn't familiar with the notes back then so I'd just label the keys with numbers and list those numbers. I was a bit ambitious about my pieces. Some took days to compose, some took like a week. I think they're really good, not the "a kid made this crap" good, no. I wish you guys could hear it. I wonder where they are now.
Around a decade ago, I watched this movie called Little Secrets when we were at my Tita Cherry's house. She had cable and that movie was on HBO. It stars Evan Rachel Wood, Michael Angarano, and David Gallagher. I didn't know Wood and Angarano that time but I do know of David Gallagher because we used to watch 7th Heaven religiously on Studio 23. Anyway, it was on that time when I first got facinated with the violin.
Years passed and at the time I got addicted to Jdramas, I found this one called Nodame Cantabile. The title was very familiar to me because I would always come across the manga at National Bookstore. I thought I'd try it since a lot of people are raving about it. I wanted to rate it myself. When I watched a couple of episodes, I noticed, I couldn't get away from it! I just had to go onto the next one. That was how the series got to me. It was awesome. I seriously recommend it. My friend May doesn't really like classical music nor Jdramas. In fact, she really doesn't like Jdramas. I practically forced her to finish at least like an episode. As it turned out, I had to force her to stop watching or else she won't come to her class!
Anyway, in connection with Nodame Cantabile, I really loved watching the characters play their instruments. I loved watching and listening to Nodame and Chiaki as well as Kiyora Miki. I never knew how much an orchestra could trigger emotions like that. It sounds a bit cheesy, but seriously, I cried in some parts. In other parts, I found myself swaying a bit from the music. I simply love it. I downloaded a bunch of pieces from the internet. Some of them I transfered to my back-up EHD, Max, that got corrupted. So sad. My favorite ones are still here though. What a relief. The cds cost a lot. I checked.
So there. I appreciate and marvel at different forms of art. Just as I've tried sketching, drawing, painting, photography, and others, I'd like to experience music... To not merely listen. I'd like to create music and be able to share the music that I create.
I need to know "what is".
No jokes whatsoever.
Tuesday, April 01, 2008 @ 9:52 PM
mood: 
stressed
listening to: Bad Day - Daniel Powter
We went around Manila and Makati today to renew my passport and to re-book my flight. First we went to this place where I got my passport picture taken. The first photo unfortunately was taken with a blue background. I realized the mistake [a Spanish passport picture must have a white background]a few seconds after starring at it. I forgot to ask the man taking the shot to make my background white; they must've thought I'm issuing for a Philippine passport and I'm too clouded to realize that. It scares me sometimes that I have these moments of being an airhead. I don't like airheads and you can very well imagine my feeling if I'm categorized as one. So there you go. I had to take another picture. Seeing my defeat, the man in charge told me that I could use those set of pictures when it's the time my Phil. passport needs renewal, which will be in 10 years. I doubt they would be pleased to put my nineteen y.o. picture on it when I'll be twenty-nine that year. Damn it.
I had a Tofi Luk and a chocolate drink on the way to Singapore Airlines. As much as I love chocolate, it's a big no-no to have a chocolate snack coupled with a chocolate drink. Having two big bites of Tofi Luk and I'm already craving cold water. It didn't help that the 7/11 store that I bought those two items from had their aircondition broke down, thus the drink is a bit luke warm to me. It's also unfortunate that our ride only provided a freakin' electric fan. Having the windows of the vehicle open for ventilation would've been a good idea-- except the rays of the sun seem to fry my skin. So it's great, you know, I'm consuming luke warm beverage while eating chocolate on a sunny day in a hot vehicle. Did I mention I didn't get enough sleep as usual and that I hate traveling too early in the morning? *sigh* Just to make things clear, I am merely relating what happened. When I was in that state, I was too gloomy to think any complaints. I was just too anxious to get things right. But yeah, now I'm kinda complaining. Late reaction di ba? Airhead moment count: 3
To make this short, we went to Singapore Air, asked a bunch of questions, went to Spanish embassy, issued for renewal of my passport, went back to Singapore Air to re-book my flight in accordance to the date my new passport's release, and finally went home.
Good news: My mom handled the news better than expected. She did cry on the phone yesterday, scolded me a little then she calmed down a bit. I'm very thankful she's understanding. I love her to death. Now I just need to give myself some kind of punishment.
The lady at the embassy said I could get my new passport (with a new design) on the 9th. I'm currently on the waiting list for the flights on 10th and 11th. So now we're like being chased by time. We worry about our scheduled stay in Germany; the flight and hotel there. It sucks so bad that by the time I could go out the country, my days in Europe will be lesser than planned. It sucks sooo bad. I was hoping to indulge staying there for 30 days and now it's down to less than 20. Arrgh!
I was OL on YM, talking to Frances. I told her that I didn't get on board. At first she didn't believe me; she said it's April Fool's day and that my joke is not very effective. I was surprised coz I wasn't even aware what day it was. Airhead moment count: 4. I told her that I wasn't kidding coz I couldn't possibly be online if I was there since I don't have a laptop or would have any source of internet and computer there. So she eventually believed me.
I'm so stressed out, I hope with this undying effort, things will be set right again. Sana matuloy naaaaaa to. T_TI want to stop wondering "what-ifs".
I need to know "what is".
stressedlistening to: Bad Day - Daniel Powter
We went around Manila and Makati today to renew my passport and to re-book my flight. First we went to this place where I got my passport picture taken. The first photo unfortunately was taken with a blue background. I realized the mistake [a Spanish passport picture must have a white background]a few seconds after starring at it. I forgot to ask the man taking the shot to make my background white; they must've thought I'm issuing for a Philippine passport and I'm too clouded to realize that. It scares me sometimes that I have these moments of being an airhead. I don't like airheads and you can very well imagine my feeling if I'm categorized as one. So there you go. I had to take another picture. Seeing my defeat, the man in charge told me that I could use those set of pictures when it's the time my Phil. passport needs renewal, which will be in 10 years. I doubt they would be pleased to put my nineteen y.o. picture on it when I'll be twenty-nine that year. Damn it.I had a Tofi Luk and a chocolate drink on the way to Singapore Airlines. As much as I love chocolate, it's a big no-no to have a chocolate snack coupled with a chocolate drink. Having two big bites of Tofi Luk and I'm already craving cold water. It didn't help that the 7/11 store that I bought those two items from had their aircondition broke down, thus the drink is a bit luke warm to me. It's also unfortunate that our ride only provided a freakin' electric fan. Having the windows of the vehicle open for ventilation would've been a good idea-- except the rays of the sun seem to fry my skin. So it's great, you know, I'm consuming luke warm beverage while eating chocolate on a sunny day in a hot vehicle. Did I mention I didn't get enough sleep as usual and that I hate traveling too early in the morning? *sigh* Just to make things clear, I am merely relating what happened. When I was in that state, I was too gloomy to think any complaints. I was just too anxious to get things right. But yeah, now I'm kinda complaining. Late reaction di ba? Airhead moment count: 3
To make this short, we went to Singapore Air, asked a bunch of questions, went to Spanish embassy, issued for renewal of my passport, went back to Singapore Air to re-book my flight in accordance to the date my new passport's release, and finally went home.
Good news: My mom handled the news better than expected. She did cry on the phone yesterday, scolded me a little then she calmed down a bit. I'm very thankful she's understanding. I love her to death. Now I just need to give myself some kind of punishment.
The lady at the embassy said I could get my new passport (with a new design) on the 9th. I'm currently on the waiting list for the flights on 10th and 11th. So now we're like being chased by time. We worry about our scheduled stay in Germany; the flight and hotel there. It sucks so bad that by the time I could go out the country, my days in Europe will be lesser than planned. It sucks sooo bad. I was hoping to indulge staying there for 30 days and now it's down to less than 20. Arrgh!
I was OL on YM, talking to Frances. I told her that I didn't get on board. At first she didn't believe me; she said it's April Fool's day and that my joke is not very effective. I was surprised coz I wasn't even aware what day it was. Airhead moment count: 4. I told her that I wasn't kidding coz I couldn't possibly be online if I was there since I don't have a laptop or would have any source of internet and computer there. So she eventually believed me.
I'm so stressed out, I hope with this undying effort, things will be set right again. Sana matuloy naaaaaa to. T_T
I need to know "what is".
