Hello, grown-up world.

The last time I came over to perform in Falcon, I wasn’t the oldest yet. But this time I was the senior. Ang bilis pala talaga ng panahon at di ko namalayan, it was now my turn to be the ate in the group. Parang feeling ko, terminating point na talaga ‘to ng childhood ko and starting point sa grown-up world. Yikes.

I met many people there. One was a Kisay girl, the other was an Ateneo dude who’s about to enter Pisay this year. When I learned that, nostalgia just kicked in. I wanted to tell him a million of things, the greatness of the institution, the plethora of wonderful things he’s about to experience. But I guess it’s better to let him see that for himself. I wanted to reach out more and know the little kids in the bunch as well, but I guess one can only do so much in one night. It didn’t help that I didn’t know their whole names either. But I was glad to have been part of this batch, if only for a little while. So to all of you, thanks for the amazing night. :)

P.S. I wrote something short before leaving the house last night. Hope you like it :D

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Performing is a bit− no, very much− like bungee jumping. Every time you walk towards the big, scary stage, you also walk towards the edge of reason, endangering a part of yourself that treats every kind of rush as foreign and possibly dangerous material. If you are part of the overwhelming majority who finds comfort in the familiar and tried-and-tested, you would probably skip this one and do something more foolproof instead, like reading a good book at home or having nice, clean fun with your friends. But once in a while, you find the urge to express − to share whatever it is that you’ve been hiding in your sleeve for too long. Like juggling saucers and sneakers (uh-oh). Or streetdancing. Or creating music-to-die-for using, guess what, leaves!

It is not always easy to let go of inhibitions if you’ve never tried performing before. Yet the other side of the coin introduces an initially scary yet ultimately exciting opportunity − to show the world, to face it all, to grow. 

Admittedly, our abilities are not always in the performing sector. Still, it’s best that we stand up and improve our craft by sharing our gifts, whether it is teaching kids, fixing leaky faucets or even building robots.  But even more important than being in our element is using our gifts for a higher cause. 

If it has been a while since your heart throbbed as if an inch away from death, then you probably need to do something to feel more alive. No, not weed. Not talking about alcohol either. Talking about something constructive, like improving something. Or helping. Or creating something out of nothing. Music, good ideas or art, take your pick! It could be anything, really.

Meanwhile, I probably need to get dressed now. 4:53! Off to Falcon. :D