I woke up this morning pondering about my 2009, tossing two basic questions in my head: did I rock or did I suck? I cried.
To get this, well, to get me, you have to know how last night went. Well, in one word it was awe-llelujiah-some (high five!). I spent last night with Lucky and my college buds in Tagaytay. We had a tasty dinner at Leslie’s, fierce photo-ops all over the city topped with a tughsh-tughsh roadside party and a drinkathonic rororoadtrip. It was, as what Krissy, a dear friend of mine, calls it, legendary. There wasn’t a dramatic fight or a sucky open forum (we don’t do that) that happened after, everything was just so beautiful. But it’s not entirely the reason why my tear ducts reacted violently.
That's us at Picnic Grove: Me, Glen, Krissy, Karlo, Mines, Khel, Dewi in Black Boots & Lucky
See, I just couldn’t look at myself this morning waking up still failing the lovelife part of my lovesick existence. 365 days gone and still struggling to find my place, to find “the one”. Not that it's that huge of a deal. Cute kaya, masaya mainlab. Back to MMK: before tears even fell from my beautiful eyes, I rushed to the bathroom so I could unleash all the drama to the world. But then it hit me, did I really fail? Nobody fails in loving, truly, madly, deeply. (cornily, if there’s such a word.) Then it hit me again, it was just me over-analyzing (like I always do; when I should just be happy). Me and my morning breath. Haha.
NOTE: All the “hitting me” scenes happened while I was sitting on the toilet bowl.
Loving, living, everything 2009 was just so beautiful; it will be a sin to call it a failure. So, did I rock or did I suck? You would have to stick around to find out or better yet, know me more. This last night of the year marks my re-return to the blogging world and it couldn’t get any more meaningful than letting you in to my life thru a tradition I so love doin—writing yearend whatevers! Yeah! Letting you in to only the best blogsite on earth (what up!) ---> peace. love. music. jellybeans. eddii.
Please forgive me for the layout and yes there’s not much to browse through- I’m working on it. :D
Welcome, welcome! Let the all-new (well, not all-new) eddiified encapsulation and getting-to-know-ME slash Me-me-fication be-gin!
PEACE
Hmmmm. Peace. All year round, there’s not a day when I didn’t get pissed at a rude bus conductor, an even ruder passenger and yeah, the rudest drivers in the history of public transpo. This was the year I was most expressive of my inner Sasha (eeew.). And boy, inner Sasha was ruthless. Yo homie said what he wanted to say when he wanted to. No holding back especially when I was right. When I wasn’t, I was still right. Haha. Hmmm. Peace. Peace.
Kidding set so far aside, it wasn’t easy being angry. Yes early 2009, I have to admit I felt angry most of the time. I just feel like I’ve been so nice in the past years people took advantage of me whenever they can. Lalim pala ng pinaghuhugutan sa mga drayber binuhos? Haha. Seriously, the year started with me vowing to give myself better, all the time, everytime. And that also meant getting what I deserve. I didn’t turn into a stinky ass or anything, I was just nicer to myself and I chose to care less. I chose to let go. I chose to live.
My closest friends saw this so vividly, oh they did. The year even started with me losing “soulmates” on a monthly basis, literally. Bry, my bestfriend, couldn’t treat me right, I said "hell, bub-bye!" Derick, some punk who stole my heart stomped on my heart, so I kicked him outta mah life! Dewi, a dear dear friend, gave me “the tone” well I gave her “the tone” back. They were January, February and March. April, May and the rest had loser names too.
But I wouldn’t and couldn’t lie. It didn’t feel good at all, losing those I once labeled the “un-loseables”. I felt evil for wanting to be treated fairly. But I knew I could do better. Why waste time on them? That I thought would be a big slap to those who embrace me wholly and give me their bestest. But because I’m me, choco-coated and candy-sprinkled, I also knew life can be sweeter. Ondoy, the typhoon that led every Filipino closer to one another, led me back to Dewi (who happens to reside in Marikina; I was really scared she was among the heavily devastated). The holidays gave me amnesia (at least on things not worth recounting)- Bryan was and will always be my bestfriend. No questions and demands asked. Derick, well, he’s living his life. :D What matters is peace. Me calmly living everyday with the company of imperfect people who cherish the imperfect friend that I am. Me at ease with the idea that there is nothing constant in this world. Peace. World peace. I, thank you.
Bryan, my best bud and me at our "getting back together dinner".
LOVE
MUSIC. Ay, love pa lang pala. Can I just skip this part? Looks like I can't. Oh well, 2009 saw my great quest for sweet L-O-V-E which all started when I scribbled these two things in my 2009 to-do list:
13. Fall in love helplessly, madly, unconditionally.
22. Date!
By now you have a clue that I am a mush potato. I’m not. And that I’m in denial. Well, I dated quite… a lot of people. Some were “okay”- the ones who have cute smiles enough to make you “kilig” for 5 days to a week and then dump them (for some strange reason Myk, a friend of mine, made up this ED’s ONE WEEK Rule (EOW Rule). He said I can’t hold on to this dating thing, oh well, to people. One week and all excitement, lingering slash passion, everything vanishes. Truth is, it kinda proved true with the “okay” ones. I so so want to be in a relationship and then when it’s there (I mean really nice naman na tao) I just can’t stand the idea, the person, it. Whatever it is. During those times though, I felt something was wrong with me.) Hmmm. Moving on, some were “promising”- the ones who you take with you to a swimming trip in Bataan and go play sand castle with (Yuck. Haha.) only to find out a friend of yours went smooching with this person when you weren’t looking! Clue: Snake. These are the ones na “pwede” kaso inulol ka lang. Enough for you to sour grape, make ampalaya shake and eventually apply the EOW Rule! Alright apir!
And then when you’re almost done hoping there are actually normal people out there who believe in cotton candy love the way you do, there comes “awesome”- the one you feel this “love at first sight” thing after seeing in a go-see (love at first sight? Tagay pa!); the one who you search out the mobile number for in your excel worksheet, bravely text, invite out, meet up, watch a movie with, hang-out at your home, get to know deeper and then... fall in love with… only to find out uhm, you’re still not getting lucky because, well, uhm, he happens to prefer boobs than gidongky’s. But you’re left convinced (read: confused) that it (you & this person together) is a good thing. No, I ain’t contemplating on getting myself some women guns but I’d say I’d stick with what I have, what we have—Wednesdays. More on this on the next blogs. Trust me when I say more. Haha.
To summarize: I ain’t giving up. I have love all around me- love that my annoying family, my beloved Minesy Mines and all my friends continue to shower me. I’m eddii, I’ll never run out of reasons to love and be loved. It’s the most beautiful thing in the world I wanna eat it. Crazy talk.
That's Minesy Mines. Taken last December 2, 2009, Me birthday!
MUSIC
See I’m a self-declared RNB supahstah. You should believe it, I do. Hahaha. Okay, I’m kinda disappointed at myself for not having exerted that much effort on this passion of mine this year. So much work I just can’t handle the best of both worlds. Hannah Montana? Yuck. I’m no Hannah Montana but life still got me some pretty exciting surprises echoing in this musical world of mine. This 2009, I was able to rock it at some bar in Makati—it was a dream come true. Christa took me there during this “drinkeoke” night. The audience was nice, the band was rockin’ and I, I sang Chris Daughtry’s Home. I love Chris Daughtry. And I love Christa for taking me to this bar (which I forgot the name). Will definitely be doing more of this in 2010!
Steph, a former colleague who happens to be a spectacular singer and I recorded a few duets too! You could listen to our version of Everytime I Close My Eyes, click Babyface. And just this Monday, I recorded a song for an episode of ABS-CBN’s MMK. Yes, my voice will be on TV! (Ampanget, voice on TV) I suddenly got another title to affix to my name: ghost singer! It was for actor Jason Abalos. I sang “I can’t fight this feeling anymore” by Chicago. It was a nice experience. They said they’ll be texting me shall another opportunity comes. Nicey.
Presenting the RNB recording supahstah:
Music and me, we are inseparable. It keeps my soul alive and pretty. As of tonight, the RNB superstar, ehem, got four weddings to rock and roll in this 2010. Super excited! Booked!
JELLYBEANS
Here comes my favorite part! The part where I get to talk about everything nice, sweet and colorful. Last day of work, it was the 22nd of December, (and yes, it was a “workful” day), I caught myself crying in the office bathroom while writing my holiday wishes for Sir Keren, my boss, in this humongous Christmas card. Crying is not my hobby but I do cry when I feel like it, when I need to, when I feel so blessed that I can’t contain the happiness I’m feeling. And with Sir K I feel so damn blessed. He’s one of the reasons why my 2009 was twenty OH! Nine. He was there to make us laugh, to teach me life lessons, to encourage me to be the best I can ever be. No pressure. No stress. I’m lucky. That’s it. Lucky to have the best boss in the world, really.
This year was truly a great career year for me. I am thankful I was pushed to bust my ass to accomplish everything with pizzazz! More than this, I’m just so happy to have met and learned from a lot of people. Happy because I felt trusted and everyone was just so good to me. I gained a lot of new experiences and friends and all I had to do was be me.
Of all the events we did this year, this is my favorite! Mark Nicdao's Alive for Viva! Mineralized Water. Really enjoyed working on this.
That's Myk, Seph, Mines, Karlo, Mark & Me
Of course, through it all, I had my forever friends cheering, sharing my happiness and backing me up full blast. I’m just grateful I managed to keep my social life pumping and that in all the gimmicks, parties, overnights, launches, out-of-town’s I have such colorful friends workin’ it with me. Holler! This is pretty much how we work it:
Needless to say, life’s really sweet in 2009. Here are nine of the best reasons why:
9. We went swimming into the deep blue seas of Bagac Bataan. Sweet summer escape- that's how we called it!
8. Some "Pinoy Rock Icon" called my hand boil-infested. Apparently, my writing didn't pass his standards. We never got to meet each other though, he never knew it was me he was bitching about. This is the first time I'm talking about it "publicly" and I have to say this: "I don't care about you Pinoy Rock Icon. Thanks for showing me the ill consequences of sporting a razor tongue. Behlat for you. P.S. My hands are pretty. (See photo below)" Though it's not quite a good memory, I must say this moment deserves a spot in my 2009.
7. Missed the Lady Gaga concert. Yeah I suck. But hopefully I'll be able to accept that the Cosmo Bash, Boyce Avenue valentines concert (which I watched with Krissy and her office buds) and Fashion Week are enough consolation. Hmmm. They're not. Gaga's gaga. Oh well, it's the fun fun times with friends that matter. Utot mu.
6. Twas the year I got wasted like hell. Uber drunk that I was puking and puking the day after. And I'm pretty sure i can't remember how i got home then. Thanks to Karlo. That photo down there? That's that night, just look how red we were (except Karlo the nun). It's Reymer's fault, the guy beside me. Haha.
5. I was Barney-fied! Man, How I Met your Mother just did it for me. Sad nights became awesome ‘cause of it. Felt like I got a new barkada with Ted, Robin, Marshall, Lily and the ultimate wingman, Barney. Love love this show. I’m convincing friends to get addicted to it too. ‘Cause it simply is, legend- wait for it- dary! Legendary!
4. I got to finally ride an airplane! Whooopie! Haha. My hands were sweating as we took off and it was, well, like riding a bus. But it was unforgettable.
3. I finally got the chance to run around “The Happiest Place on Earth”, Disney, baby, Disneigh and explore HongKong! First time abroad and it was suuuuuuuuper! Nathan Road, Granville, the cold weather, uberlighted streets and of course, shopping = double awesome! Plus I got to bring home Mines a boyfriend jacket plus other treats for the whole barangay. Thanks to Sir K for the sweet treat! Here are some bits from the trip:
2. 2009’s just simply star-studded. Star Magic Ball, Piolo’s Timex Run, etc, etc, I was there and I twinkled with the brightest stars. Haha. Got the sweet chance to interview some too like Billy Crawford, Teresa Herrera, Tessa Prieto-Valdes, etc. Billy was really genuinely nice. Plus, it felt good to be in the company of pretty faces, I must say.
Piolo's just so pretty. Even when sweaty. Really.
Sabi ni Glen look-alike ko daw (sabi ko din, kahit parang hindi naman talaga. haha)
Angelica's eyes were poppin', look.
I want more star photos, I do.
1. Met Lucky. (Again, more on this on the next blogs. Like I can help it. Haha.)
Watch me twinkle some more in 2010…. Hollywood style! Zippin’ my mouth now. Jejejellybeans.
EDDII
The name I chose to call myself in 2009, my year. Yes, it was my year. A year of blessings, of paths found, lost and found again, of hating hate and laughing my ass off, of crooked philosophies, weird assumptions and crazy theories, of wrong decisions and a handful of right ones, of learning and relearning, of keeping the kid in me running, of living high, living mighty and living righteously (living Jason Mraz style).
Eddii for an unshakable spirit and hope. Eddii for peace, love, music and jellybeans.
Did I rock or suck in 2009? I’d say both. I rocked big time yet in some parts I was kinda crappy too. And I think it’s cool that it went that way. Wouldn’t have done it any other way, uh-uhm. I was and am happy. :D
One mighty growl for 2010! Eddii ready.
To read eddii encapsulations of year 2007 and 2008 click on the following links (Kung gusto mu lang naman and you feel it matters that you read them. Hahaha.):
The Dephonification of Senorito Eduardo: A Yearend Whatever
Encapsulating Ed Style
