and they sang my %$#@../?? life

july 26. it was 2pm and my temples we're throbbing and my body feels like a whole truckload of rubble has been dumped into it.early outs are always a shit. you go home and sleep. or it is how it is supposed to be. but alcohol always gets in your way. talk about clean living.

getting out of bed is the last thing i would have done right that minute. then it hit me. tonight is the night. and they are coming to araneta.tangnangmadapakenshet. la pa kong tiket. pu___ tlga

with all the scraps of will i could gather, i forced my self to stand up and collect my sanity. i have to get hold of one of those tickets. or i'll be damned.

i had to call ticketnet because i'm not sure if tickets are still available. panic is starting to creep in to my system. i remember march of this year when incubus came to manila. it was a week away from the event but ticketnet had ran out of reservations. suddenly, old fears are coming back. my fingers are still trembling when i dialled ticketnet's number. my temples we're already too noisy they were drumming at my eardrums while i listen to the automated voice saying something about gateway's coming events. man. just give me a live rep, wil ya

then i suddenly remember i don't know where the hell in sm ticketnet is. i had to call jel. luckily, the jerk showed up with a couple of friends on a car stolen from his mother's garage.suddenly, getting that ticket seemed too easy.but there's another problem.kat can't go because it's not her off. jel desperately wanted to go but he's broke. my credit card's remaining balance is a wopping 500 and some change. i figured i wud stil have like 500 left on my atm after paying for the ticket(upper box, first come, fist served 995php tngna), but won't feed me for a week. it's seven days before payday. i can't even care if i starve.

we went back to jel's apartment after too much bickering.i insisted that he drive me to araneta because i have no one to watch the concert with. the jerk snapped back, going on the drama of me forgetting his birthday and me refusing to pay for his ticket and all that crap. i desperately wanted to break a monkey's neck that day. we agreed that he drive me to araneta on the deal that i take care of the empi next time.that took care of it

i went back home, watch tv for about half an hour and contemplated about getting a bath. it was 4.30 pm. it's 3 and a half hours away from the event, but my nerves are eating me. i took a bath.went down at around 5 and called jel. i can tell an inuman asession is going on but he agreed to pick me up right away.he had to drive me to araneta before he gets his ass drunk bigtime.

we arrive at the venue at around. the dome would not let anyone thru until 6 but had started admitting people upstairs(poor upper box fans that is). i had to enter the yellow gate and fall in queue. a handful of people are already waiting to be admitted.it suddenly dawned to me that everybody else has someone to talk and i'm the only one pretending to be busy with a copy of lord of the flies.(i had to bring the golding book. it's where i had kept the ticket because i'm too worried it would get crumpled on my purse. i also had to peel my eyes off from the cd they were selling on the entrance. double tray cd with 20 tacks on it, killer cuts form previous albums like 'come back down' and 'you and me' extended wedding version included. man, starving yourself is one thing. not having even a cent for stick of yo is another.

we were finally admitted at around 6pm. we scrambled thru the stairs for the upper box section. i found a spot not exactly direct from the stage but where i could still get a good glimpse at them by peering thru the huge tv(or whatever you call it) located on the right side of the section from where i'm at. i had to endure a couple of hours wait but i was enjoying my solitude anyway. not until this nyotic colegiala and her lousy boyfriend sat by my left. the duh-y couple on my right side is not bothering me anyway. i figured i could behave myself for another hour.

i was listening to incubus' 'earth to bela' for like the nth time. it's almost seven. but there were only about ten people on the vip section. the lower box were barely even filled and the concert ushers were acting like they just don't know what to do with themselves. i was starting to get fears of fans being sent home because they were calling it off. i felt like trashing and heaving. well, maybe it's too early to have panic attacks. another hour of staring at my phone(i can't even tell anyone i'm in araneta. i forgot to load my phone. pathetic tlga) and playing endless crossfade and incubus tracks. you can't even light a smoke or you're kicked out. ageh

and then came kat alano and margaret wilson and some dj from max fm. i can't even remember the guy's name. but people got started getting agitated anyway. some sponsor's promo. some giveaways.i can't even care less. my ass is starting to get numbed form sitting for a couple of hours. and the worst part is i kept on hearing the lousy guy's pathetic hyena laugh's over the nyotic kolehiya' even lousier jokes. no shit is holier than this

until finally, they had to give the floor the house. here comes the band. god. finally..

but we had to wait for another 20 minutes.

and then the lights went out. blinding lights located at the back of where the drumset was sitting suddenly came on.it went off and an even leducrous spell of brown gray light came off the stage.then suddenly, jason wade was on the mike. i had to steel myself form screaming. i don't have to anyway. my heart leapt. and it got lodged on my throat. OH MY F_KN STONED GOD.
he was introducing a song they were about sing form their 'no name face album'. i am not hearing it. i had to detach myself form where i am presently in order to convince myself that this is really happening.well, i'm not familiar with the song so i just had to immerse my self to it. then i realize that they were actually doing an intro of the song 'spin'. we just went wild. the list inludes songs form 'no name face', 'stanley climbfall' 'who we are' and another album i can't name. i had to fix myself form being on trance when jason was bellowing lines form 'better next time'. i had to stop myself from crying when he spills out lines form 'blind'. had to steer myself from screaming while he does a chilling rendition of 'form where you are'. i almost shouted "that's my f_kn anthem' when he ceremoniously started lines form 'somebody else's song'.
i just didn't expect they would still do 'hanging by a moment'. i was thinking i would lose them my respect if they do that track. but we still went wild. we were spinning. we were out of control.
i can't tell you.
then there came their 'you and me' mais-to-the highest level cut. they had turned off the lights in the hopes of setting up the mood for the all too cheesy song lines. what the hell. i fell inlove anyway. my nerves were all on a traffick. they were all tangled and messed-up like you could never imagine. whenever people goes to our direction, we just erupt. i totally forgot i had no one with me.my lungs went out form screaming too much. it was now okey even if everybody was taking pictures and videos of them and my phone's camera is just vga so the poor thing wouldn't work at the dome's low lights.

a couple of songs more and they had to go. jason's voice was starting to squeack. nobody cared to notice. they had to do a couple of songs more, said goodbye and left. nobody reacted. then somebody started clapping and shouted-"more! more!" it started low. then it became a rumble. then it was all one clapping and one voice"we want more!" we want more!"cum on. it's like a horny crowd of college kids guffawing over a dean's promise of an easy finals. but what the hell with a capital H. we want them back!

so there. they went back. sang for the last time. said goodbye. we had to go. nobody was moving. they had to turn off the lights at the stage and turn all the lights at the dome to send the message that it was all over.

my knees were still trembling. i had to smoke my way to mc donalds.