another midweek...another perfect day...

as we often quote via radio lite talk, "overcast skies, not a hint of rain, no clouds in sight, it's a perfect day altogether..."

not to claim self-righteousness...but since most of us (who's got a lot of music inclination that often lean toward the mushy, pop, love, alternative lite, jazzy tempos, lite drive, OPM and golden oldies, new wave and novelty songs, etc.), our repertoire is so full of varied undertones, often underlying the fact that most of my colleagues in the biz are: either can't sing but can dance, or, can't dance but can sing, altho some can both sing and dance (just as background dancers, and backUp vocals), hehe. no pun intended.

i recall my college days when we started our own group of singers, and we joined singing contests and sang tunes while waiting for our teachers, after school hours and while waiting for our circle of friends. fun and unforgettable exchange of music notes, guitar, cadence, melodies and memories, too.

as for me, i haven't sang in a really long time. not that i can't carry a tune but...maybe, depending on my mood, like, whether i'm hungry, or thirsty, or whether i am having a smiley, sunshiny day or night.

my school kids often say, "wait a minute...please, just hum a bit and then, who knows?"; "...why does it rain when you sing?"; "...let's just drink water than sing ". as you all know, kids always tell the truth so i'm putting my singing career and musical dreams on hold, for now.

ciao, bella.

weekend wit, or something like that...

life is startin' to take shape - slowly but surely, safe and healthy.

i may still have that feeling of "outside lookin' in"...altho from where i am at, the weather is always a series of highs and lows, the sudden breeze is always a welcome respite to all the quite toxic tasks of: thinkin' about the so-called political ramifications, the uncanny truths that each of the politicos (and as they say here: trad politicians, and open-minded campaign managers, and all those who comprise every electoral group, sponsors and agile, able and truthful Pinoys , even expats).

yep, the looking glass syndrome is upon me all over again.

like i've always told my friends, if you don't exercise your right to vote - then, you have no right to stand for or against your government, its people and the wandering brouhaha altogether.

as of this writing, i am still thinkin' of what to do next since i still have a lot on my plate: duties, responsibilities, errands to run, promises to keep, my so-called lovelife - always takin' a simple route towards where it should be heading - all that's nonsensical, humdrum, fun, witty, you catch my drift, right? hopefully romantic persons like me are usually on a continuing search for everything that's sweet, intoxicating (even heady, if you like the implication of that word, hehe), amore, and if your heart - with your humaneness and being humane - is to be followed, you may have a lil piece of heaven on this side of the Philippines.

so, off to better things, albeit mundane on some days, and outright "scary" on weekends (hehe, jokin')...but days are generally peaceful - serenity, simplicity, thoughtful, rewarding and often harmony is a cause that's always worth lookin' out for.

to all of the bloggers out there, cheers to another unforgettable weekend!!!

summer time amidst stillness and silhouette

smokey shadows across the pool of smiles...
with nothing in mind, except you.
beyond, between and in behalf of...
without any bad dreams, even when you are not here.

temperate, tropical, blissfully slow and languid...
without you, without me.
ardent, balmy, blissful, but, silent...
where are you? will we ever be?

crowded, noisy, hazy, albeit a memory...
why are you still feeling all alone?
why am i still crying in silence?
is it you? or will it always be me?

on each balmy evening...
tranquil and hopeful thoughts.
for each tomorrow...
a word of honor, trust, love, and, laughter.