Serendipity Sunday Sh#t!!! (Who Sucked and Who Rocked)

It was Sunday, and initially it seemed like another lazy afternoon for me with the boob tube. But the good Lord has different plans on people and events that I'll be witnessing that day, so here I go...

I have no idea where chance will lead a lost mind of mine (serendipity at it's best!!). I happened to be surfing the channels, and when I came to see this music video of a local rap act, a line from thier currently hyped song continued on playing and replaying in my head, just like a broken record.

"...be my FIRST LADY..."

"...and have my FIRST BABY..."

Yeah, baby...yeahhh!!!
Man, that was the LOUSIEST lyrics I ever heard in my entire life, since Aqua's "Barbie Girl." That was sooooo freakingly laaaame!!!

I realized that we, people in the Philippines never got out of April Boy's empire of doom. And it sucked. But I chose to be, and, will never be a part of that Pinoy POP Empire. I preferred being an outcast. It's better for me hearing those Ethnic beats and rituals of our minority brothers in the Northern and Southern Philippines than torture myself in what they want to 'brand' as music mainstream.

I have nothing against rappers, (I think Eminem's cool!!!) but I prefer eating Bagoong with hilaw na mangga anytime than doing a lyrics like that. And my verdict is:

Cool Factor: 0%
Poetic Level: Kiddie

Sorry if I'm crushing your hearts, you "Itsumo" lovers, but it's just my opinion. The song appears more like a nursery rhyme, if it were not dubbed in beats, keyboards, and the chick's leading vocals. As a consolation, the song and the sound is catchy, and it was even nominated as a best rap song by a local Sunday noontime show's Music Awards.
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Moving on, I got to see some basketball action in the UAAP on Studio 23. The UP Fighting Maroons won their 4th consecutive game, unbeaten in the second round of eliminations, and my time was definitely not wasted. The fight is definitely creeping back to the Maroons, and suddenly the once scrappy team that we usually know became fighters with an attitude.

I don't care now if they wont make it to the Final Four. Making a run in UAAP is not that easy---especially if your team is from UP. The last time they made it was during the 1997 Season. I was a college freshman then. But last Sunday, I feel more thankful than ever since I got a quality time with the television, and all of my Maroon-bashings on the http://www.peyups.com/ forum (as chillicarnage) has just payed off. I proved that the "courtside medic" in me was real.

They are playing more as a team now, they pass the ball just right, and hitting those medium range and point-blank shots. Except for the free throws(due to lack of practice and emphasis on weights-- I think), their overall field goal percentage is surprisingly high. This is certainly good news to the UP community.
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The best part of the day is watching the "Treasure Planet" on Disney Channel. Why? First, I love animations. Second, because after hearing a lousy song earlier, I happened to hear again the best soundtrack of my life. John Rzeznik of the Goo Goo Dolls is surely one of my favorite songwriters, along with Kurt Cobain, John Lennon, Tom Petty, Eminem, and Eddie Vedder.

Though I can only share the lyrics of that song here, you can try hearing it through http://www.napster.com/ (yes, it's now legal!!) and check if it kicked some a$$ or not. For me, there's no question. Maybe because I can relate with it since it tells something about vindication, about proving wrong the other people's judgment on you. The song reminds me to stay focused, to stand on my own feet, to do what I believe I need to accomplish. It reminds me to never lose hope. Never give up. Whether it's about that beautiful woman of my dreams, an education, career, family, or simply things about my pathetic life.
And because it's definitely NOT a lame song.


I'm Still Here
by John Rzeznik


I am a question to the world,
Not an answer to be heard.
All a moment that's held in your arms.
And what do you think you'd ever say?
I don't listen anyway…
You ignore me,
And I’ll never be what you want me to be.

And what do you think you'd understand?
I'm a boy, now a man.
You can take me and throw me away.
And how can you learn what's never shown?
Yeah, you stand here all alone.
They don't know me 'cause
I'm not here.

And I want a moment to be real,
Wanna touch things I don't feel,
Wanna hold on and feel I belong.
And how can the world want me to change,
They’re the ones that stay the same.
The don’t know me,
'Cause I’m not here.

And you see the things they never see
All you wanted, I can be
Now you know me, and I'm not afraid
And I wanna tell you who I am
Can you help me be a man?
They cant break me
As long as I know who I am

And I want a moment to be real,
Wanna touch things I don't feel,
Wanna hold on and feel I belong.
And how can the world want me to change,
They’re the ones that stay the same.
They can’t see me,
But I’m still here.

They can’t tell me who to be,
‘Cause I’m not what they see.
And the world is still sleepin’,
While I keep on dreamin’ for me.
And they’ll want to just whispers,
And lies that I’ll never believe.

And I want a moment to be real,
Wanna touch things I don't feel,
Wanna hold on and feel I belong.
And how can the world want me to change,
They’re the ones that stay the same.
I’m the one now,
‘Cause I’m still here.
I’m the one,
‘Cause I’m still here.
I’m still here.
I’m still here.
I’m still here.



From the worst, to the good, to the best. That was how I describe my day last Sunday.