"Penge Naman Ako Niyan"
Itchyworms
Written by:
Self-Titled (2008)
There's been a bunch of things I wanted to write down, just because. They're so random and short that I intended to write them down in my blog in Multiply. But there's something about updating my Multiply site that instantly equates in my brain to procrastination. Hmm, maybe that for everything else too, but it seems more apparent to me when it comes to Multiply.
I decided to do it here, since I did promise myself to resurrect this one, even if it means very very irregular posting. It not that I have not had a song stuck in my noggin, (no, I never run out of those) it's just I guess I had nothing to say, at least not something I wanted published for the world to see. I know world wide web enough to set limits. Unlike before, I have a real life outside the net, (though I am still very much addicted to surfing.)
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This past April had been quite eventful for me, as compared to all the other Aprils I've had in recent years. Apparently it was Bicol month for me. I went with Kristin, her sister and her boyfriend on a landtrip to the peninsula. I've been to Albay before, but it was my first going there by bus. Also my first Holy Week spent on a trip rather than in Church and processions.
It was awesome seeing Mayon again. It's as beautiful as I remembered it. Being there was quite nostalgic for me even though I never actually stayed there for more a day before since my mother's family is in Catanduanes Island. The place just smelled like Bicol; smelled familiar.
I was supposed to attend summer classes. But I was one of the many unlucky people who was not granted a slot through the online registration, and I of all people should know that manual enlistment is like going through hell. No, enlistment at that point was not impossible, just excruciatingly difficult. I learned that my mother and my two other siblings were planning to visit to Catanduanes again. I haven't been there in 8 years, and after that recent Bicol trip, I sure as hell wanted to go back!
This particular adage applies to enrollment in UP: If there's a will, there's way. At that point, I didn't have the will AT ALL. But still, I did what I could to get a slot. I waited and tailed professors waiting to throw me a bone. But no, there was nothing. I wasn't devasted about it at all, in fact I wanted it. It meant vacation for me!
I am now at home in Bacolod. It's been a week since we got back from our trip. I won't recall the whole two weeks here (plus the 4 days of being stranded.) I'm too tired. and I have my hippocampus and photos for that. All I need to say is that, it was great to be back there. Sayang wala yung iba kong cousins, pero masaya pa rin.
Wow, that first part rant went too long than expected. I'm cutting this into two.
I decided to do it here, since I did promise myself to resurrect this one, even if it means very very irregular posting. It not that I have not had a song stuck in my noggin, (no, I never run out of those) it's just I guess I had nothing to say, at least not something I wanted published for the world to see. I know world wide web enough to set limits. Unlike before, I have a real life outside the net, (though I am still very much addicted to surfing.)
***
This past April had been quite eventful for me, as compared to all the other Aprils I've had in recent years. Apparently it was Bicol month for me. I went with Kristin, her sister and her boyfriend on a landtrip to the peninsula. I've been to Albay before, but it was my first going there by bus. Also my first Holy Week spent on a trip rather than in Church and processions.
It was awesome seeing Mayon again. It's as beautiful as I remembered it. Being there was quite nostalgic for me even though I never actually stayed there for more a day before since my mother's family is in Catanduanes Island. The place just smelled like Bicol; smelled familiar.
I was supposed to attend summer classes. But I was one of the many unlucky people who was not granted a slot through the online registration, and I of all people should know that manual enlistment is like going through hell. No, enlistment at that point was not impossible, just excruciatingly difficult. I learned that my mother and my two other siblings were planning to visit to Catanduanes again. I haven't been there in 8 years, and after that recent Bicol trip, I sure as hell wanted to go back!
This particular adage applies to enrollment in UP: If there's a will, there's way. At that point, I didn't have the will AT ALL. But still, I did what I could to get a slot. I waited and tailed professors waiting to throw me a bone. But no, there was nothing. I wasn't devasted about it at all, in fact I wanted it. It meant vacation for me!
I am now at home in Bacolod. It's been a week since we got back from our trip. I won't recall the whole two weeks here (plus the 4 days of being stranded.) I'm too tired. and I have my hippocampus and photos for that. All I need to say is that, it was great to be back there. Sayang wala yung iba kong cousins, pero masaya pa rin.
Wow, that first part rant went too long than expected. I'm cutting this into two.
*edit: change of song*
To fit the Bicol experience of this entry, I changed the song to Itchyworm's Penge Naman Ako Niyan. The song is featured in PopCola's commercial, and although it's not all that great in terms of lyrics, I can't deny the catchiness of it's hook. No wonder they got it for a commercial. My brother sang it all the time! It wasn't long before I started singing it myself. But I got frustrated about it because even though it's a fun track, the part that rewinds in my head consists of only four words, which can get really irritating if you can't get it to stop.
It's first track under their most recent album called Self-Titled. (Yes, that's really the title.) I posted the link to their music video, which in fact has nothing to do with the song at all. Since the band members are no "buffs", the execs in the vid are trying to make them more TV gorgeous. Enjoy the song and the MV and see if gets stuck in your head. :p
Kung ano man yang iniinom mo
Ipasa mo naiinggit ako
Bilisan mo at buksan mo na 'yan
At gaganda ang ating samahan
Penge naman ako nyan!
1 comment:
I love this song! Penge naman ako niyan...(guitar playing). Juggy is now one of the great hosts of Showtime. Galing ni Juggy and Teddy! ROCK AND ROLL!
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