This awesome Salvador Dali exhibit I went to : ) You sit on the lips & take a picture of yourself : )
WE GIVE OUR OWN MEANING TO SONGS WE LIKE (or dislike)
This drawing is based on a “A Murder of One” by Counting Crows which always makes me so happy to hear because I was listening to it on the walkman one happy sunny day in 1996. The lyrics are pretty depressing and even if I know them by heart, I could never feel the sadness of the writer, just the joy of that day.
On the flipside there are songs like “No One” by Alicia Keys which is a joyful declaration of love that has the opposite effect on me. It has a great inspiring melody but I always feel a bit sad hearing it since it was playing on a very heart breaking day. It was also sunny that day but I remember the long shadows that were cast instead. I know many people who think of U2s “One” as great love song but Bono wrote that about his marital problems yet it is constantly used as a wedding song. A singer friend of mine recently released song about feeling awkwardly sad about a female friend not talking to her anymore and yet her long time fans INSISTS that it is about a boy and lost romantic love.
We give our own personal meaning to songs regardless of the lyrics or the original intent of the creators.
“Gangnam Style” is actually a smart satire on the excessive lifestyle of Korea’s burgois district but to the rest world it will forever be a funny fat man horse dancing with sexy ladies.
Complicated stuff these songs and our feelings.
I am out of the country right now and I am a bit sad for my dog Momo. I’m away for only eleven days but he does not know that. Everytime I travel he does not know when I will be home. The folks I asked to look after him says he just stares out the window :-(
Para kaming nananlo sa American Idol! Ang saya ng feeling, high five sa araw at fist bump sa buwan! : )
Nung gabi na nagkakabit kami ng posters, ang lungkot lungkot lang sobra. Yung hindi mo alam kung may saysay ba yung ginagawa mo naisip ko “may makakakita ba nito? Ang laki ng mga tarapulin ng mga congressman at councilor… paano kung nasagasaan na siya, sana man lang makita namin yung katawan at huwag itapon sa kanal”… at kung anu anu pang mga negatibong scenario, naghahanda lang for the worse. habang nagpapaskil may mga tao na nagtatanong kung magkano yung reward, nakakainis lang pero kailangan sagutin. Pero ayun, advertising works!
Anyhoo… poor Nike was dog napped! Nangyayri pala yun @_@
Below is Paulle’s post about the whole thing…
After putting up posters and spreading fb posts about Nike’s disappearance, we received an anonimous text with information on Nike’s whereabouts. A careful negotiation took place. I was afraid to lose this only informant. This anonimous texter was telling me that his aunt bought Nike from a group of street kids who passed by their house. We were willing to pay the amount they bought Nike for, but my brother (accompanied by my older cousins and some of his friends) who met with the texter to get Nike chose not too. When asked why, they recognized that the texter was a neighbor and a brother of my cousin’s friend. They said he was acting funny and dubious. When the texter realized who my cousin and brother are, he apologized, gave Nike and left. We learned that his story of how he got Nike was a lie. Even the woman he brought to the meeting and introduced as his aunt was a fake. This was supported by a neighbor who saw Nike’s abductor on the night Nike went missing and by the abductor’s family who paid us a visit to apologize.
This is a very brief telling of what happened and how we got our dog back… and I’m a bit disheartened by how real dognapping is and also how easy it is for some to steal and lie.
But right now, I am beside Nike (as he snores away in sleep). I am happy… and I am thankful for those who helped in spreading awareness; I am thankful for my brother, his friends and my cousin who were attentive and cautious during the meeting, my partner who suggested putting up posters in the village and for providing the online material, and my mother who walked with me around the village to listen for Nike’s barks;I am thankful for Him for every little calming thought He gives me when I feel like crying; I am even thankful for the abductor… because he chose to communicate with us instead of selling Nike away.
Naiiyak ako nung ginawa ko yung dilaw na poster kagabi. Nawawala ang kaibigan naming si Nike… siya yung mataba sa bandang kanan nung drawing, mahilig kami maglakad at uminom ng fruit shake. Mahilig siya mang amoy ng mang amoy at maglaway ng mag laway. Mabait siya at malambing. Kagibi, natulog ang nanay niyang si Paulle sa tabi ng pinto, baka kumatok si Nike. Sana po ay ma-ishare niyo ang lost dog poster niya… maraming salamat po.