G-U-I-T-A-R: won't mispell this word

Moving out has led to to many realizations, so many things have unraveled before my very eyes ever since I decided to step out of the boat and walk on water. One particularly, is that in this world, you can never be so much fulfilled in life, there will always be something better than what you have or wanted. Back then, when I was staying with my family I used to be content of living life picking only the things that I wanted to experience, 'I like driving so I'll take the motorcycle, I hate walking.' or 'I'll mind my own business.' Of course, by nature most of us want a comfortable life, the type that just say a word and it will be given, well I'm not saying that we live that kind of life as a family but something close :) So I'm kinda at tune with living relaxed not having to worry what tomorrow will be for I have security. Those were the times when all I did was... nothing, yes practically nothing. I was lazy, sleep late, wake up late and lie on a couch until I wanted.

Those things, began to change as time went by... We experienced crisis that well brought our house down literally, our business went bankrupt since my father went overseas to work. Then, our house (in Manila) caught fire and nothing practically left, but the foundations (good thing we decided to move out a year before the incident happened). So you see, those things may have been the shakiest times in my life. Well, to be honest I wasn't that sad about the house for ever since we transferred in Dumaguete, I kinda felt at home and wasn't sure about going back to our place. So, in short I'm done with that chapter in my life.

So, here I am in Cebu, one of the busiest place in the Philippines quite safe to say one of the more progressive ones, too. The place where I thought I could make a good start living life away from the comforts and security of my family. This place has led me to think of many things that I could not imagine I could be. One of it is the guitar, Cebu is where I rekindled my passion for playing, it made me dream big once more, it re-fueled my hunger to further more explore the mystery of this magnificent creation. Now, I could not quit on it. It's totally addicting, the euphoria I feel every time I held my hands in to it. Whew





How about you? Have you found a place or a person or anything that made you return to the things you love to do the most?





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Preping my day with the blues

I love playing guitar! I can't think of it anymore statement emphatically than that, I think of it from the night I sleep 'til the day I wake up! I need to get my hands on it everyday for I don't feel right if I miss a day not playing guitar, damn! I love this instrument, and I could not express any better how I adore this masterpiece than playing it as long as I can. I'd make sure I play a riff or two everyday, just enough to make my day... and if my memory is good enough I'd be able to memorize that riff and record it at night time. THAT'S HOW MY LIFE BASICALLY WORKS! And nothing will ever stop me from living like that, do I make a statement here?

I hope so, because I realized that as you grow older, you know things weren't the way they were before, back then when you're in college studying where you can feast to the allowance mom and dad gives (thank you, guys for making it easier for me back then, *sniff), but comparing that to the present where you choose (uhm, It's more of a must on my part co'z of certain reasons) to live on your own and you finance everything you need now, so it's imperative for you to have a decent job... and KEEPING IT (most people at my age get a hard time with this). And can I re-iterate "...everything you need" not want that would be a different story now will it? Well, let's connect that to my the most favorite thing I wanna do in my life. Very recently, have I acquired such adoration over guitar, but don't mistake me as some newbie guy here who you now, you fell in-live with one thing then the next day gets tired of it and leave it to rot. It's not the case here, why? Let me give you a little background bout me. I began riffing (if there's a word) when I was in 2nd year high school, oh yes the good ol' days when the thing that motivates you to learn to play guitar is the girls you see around the campus... Hehehe I just loved the way they looked back then, so amazed and they go like, "how did you do that?" or "can you play this, or that song for me?" or "can you play this song for my debut", etc.

Back then, I had this feeling of being the ultra cool guy, a lot of my friends would told me co'z hehehe I'm the regular guitar player, you see I'm not a bad player at all. I have this skill of resourcefulness, see what I do is look for songs which you know the cheesy type, with lyrics that make you remember your debt! And with the simple looking up in the internet, I find tabs of those songs, those songs are easy to play and I learn fast (I learned how to read tab without even using a guitar! We'll you don't need to, tabs come as they are). That was my life for maybe until first year college, but again times change and you're not the same person as you were 10 years ago, so I gave up guitar... realizing I can't make money out of it, I bagan to focus my eyes on finish my degree which greatly hampered my practice time until it came to a point that I said to myself "I'm no guitar player anymore." might as well finish college so I can work abroad, earn lots of money, marry, have children and send them to school, and go back to step 1. I thought that would be my life, a life of constant redundancy, well I'm cool with it... NOT! I had that in mind and I thought NO WAY that's gonna happen to me, there' s gotta be more to life than this! I thought that I could escape destiny, that I could stop the waves of the sea, that I could defy gravity... "The inevitable will be..."

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