it's the opposite of hallelujah. (04042010)

repost from nini.


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laziness is the devil in disguise. it's a fact. says mambusa. don't ask. LOL.

mansy recently introduced me to a whole new universe of jens lekman. it was love at first hear. i mean, i didn't know songs can be conversational and wittily lyrical and still sound very musical. jens does it all in every single song. i shit you not. so we heard that he's coming over. he was opening for kings of convenience last march 31. perfect. i can finally pay off my fire-lantern-debt to mansy. short background, last time we were together was at the intramuros inflatio. she brought me home at the condo and i offered to bring her fire lantern home just so she wouldn't be hassled in the party she still had to attend to. so i stuffed the thing in kurt's trunk. but when i brought the car home though, the manang's mysteriously dealt with the lantern. to this day, i haven't heard about it. hahahahaha!

so. it was my chance to pay it off. get a couple of tickets to kings of convenience on her birthday. perfect timing right? and convenient too! but then when we asked how much it was, we found out the tickets cost around two thousand a piece! i had to rethink. we didn't even like (or know - we're suckers that way, i guess - ) kings of convenience. we were paying a couple of thousands for something to watch its opening act! it had not-worth-it written all over it. so we backed out. this was the weekend before the 31st.

the next day, mansy finds out jens plays in saguijo the night before he opens for KOC! what luck! what joy! hahahahaha! so come the 30th, we met up, went to saguijo, and had our hearts' fill of jens lekman. but not before tons load of laziness.

laziness is our trademark killer. it's one bitchy fucker. that night, we both decided to kick it in the face and just go ahead and plunge right into a possible night of failure. but it turned out the complete opposite! not after a few minutes of shouting in her pick up cursing each other for still pushing through despite the nagging laziness. 

the look of utter fear of failure.

usap sex. hahahahahahahahahahaha!

the back-of-the-pick-up-hang-out was a long-delayed idea from college. three years later and we finally get to do it! probably a couple of people short. but we'll do it anyway.

jens tickets came with a free pale pilsen. what luck.

we weren't satisified with the pale pilsen. who would be?! it's the beer-est a beer can ever beer. all that was lacking were a dark corner, cheap christmas lights, an old videoke machine cranked to the fullest and the whole scene would've been like a cut out from an old pinoy movie. oh wait. all that was there. so uhm. we had to do something about it. off to ministop, we went. off to pick up mansy's idea of a light drink. tanduay ice.

fizzed alcohol. it creeps up from behind by the time you get to your second bottle. or maybe i just didn't have enough to eat that day again. i never really know anymore.

the boyfriend calls. and i was made aware of my singlehood yet again.

so this is it?

JENS LEKMAN IS LOVE. <3

happy birthday mansy at 12am! first picture of the night.

i must've passed out on the porch
i'd never seen so many bright stars
when i wake up im in the waiting room
of the local e.r.
my hand is wrapped in toilet paper
and my shirts all blood red
i see you standing there like an angel
and i say baby i must be dead
you put your arms around me

someone wasn't happy anymore. but then he sings a postcard to nina and we're reminded of why we were there in the first place. worth it!

...happy...

the night felt unbelievably surreal. like i was finally in my happy place after a long long LONG while. it was sure as hell felt shitty getting to it. we waited for a couple of hours before jens finally played. and we had to endure an hour and a half of sweltering heat inside saguijo (airconditioning all turns to hell when people start jumping). but all that felt worth it in hindsight. thinking of how this will sustain us with happy thoughts for the next few months, i'm pretty sure it deserved braving truckloads of laziness. not to mention fighting off our nagging little devils. aka kabayo. hahahaha! well, mansy's lang pala. LOL.

but the back of the pick up. and the pictures. and the jens. it was all love.

happy.

(mansy's)

Nina I just want to check in
'cause I think about you every second
So I send you this postcard just to say
Don't let anyone stand in your way
Yours truly, Jens Lekman