What a weekend... (you can say that again) ok... what a weekend!

Friday was amazing. Hard Rock performance gave me the most incredible high. Went to the venue early to check on the set and lights (I was assigned to them, God knows why). Things were ok. Had a quick check of the sounds for the band. It was a quick check, sang a stanza from "No Such Thing" (John Mayer).

fast forward...

The event started promptly and smoothly. An hour into the program I found myself getting up on stage with the band to set up for the first of two segments we're performing in. It was John Mayer time. Wearing the shirt my friend Krist gave me (which a lot of friends said screamed John Mayer) I sat on a stool, held the microphone which was on a stand, and signaled the group to give the first few beats. Then we started. The song ("No Such Thing") flew by so fast I didn't even notice it was going to end in a couple or more measures. Made a semi-spiel and proceeded with "Back to You" which was also a good rendition (I must say).

Thirty minutes later... the second segment... it was what we called "Back to Back to Back" (getting the inspiration from SOP's segment where they have all the divas and divos? perform different songs). I did back up vocals for several songs... "Power of Two", "Sunshine" (by Gabrielle), and "Someday We'll Know". I was last to perform after the four girls finished their songs. I did "Wherever You Will Go". I was so glad I did a costume change. I was in my Banana Republic Tomato long sleeved poplin shirt. So out dated. (Bought it a million seasons ago when I was in SF)... anyway... Started the first few lines... I was hooked to the song. I felt each and every word. The last lines were just blasting... Hitting note after note... higher and higher... It was amazing. I belted the last few notes. Man was that a rush. And I brought the house down. It was amazing!

Saturday was quite interesting. Went out with my honey. Drove to Makati to catch the poetry reading session at Powerbooks after learning about it from a friend, Carl. Saw Nelz, but didn't get to see Ian. I was anxious to catch the whole thing but when I noticed the time, it was past 6:30PM and we had to catch Triple X at Glorietta 4. I felt bad me and my honey couldn't stay for the session. We said toodles to the guys and headed off. Bought tickets and grabbed a quick bite. Lined up for the movie, and boy was it a queue. Finished the movie and thought of walking back to the car. I was tired. My honey wanted to spend more time together. I had not guts telling him I was tired so I made an excuse of it being late and all. Things happened. Cinematic drama ensued. Like what I said my honey, all that was needed was rain and it would've been a cool scene for a movie. We didn't talk much until I brought him home. It was a pretty bad "fight". Worse of all, I didn't allow him to give me a kiss goodnight.

After I dropped him off and drove home, I wasn't able to hold back, I cried. I cried so much I had to stop for fear of getting into an accident. It was mostly because I feel bad that that had to happen between us. If only I could go back in time to immediately say what I really wanted to say. It would've been better on both of us. But luckily, I got home in one piece.

Sunday was a bore. Couldn't resist the urge to text my honey. I had to know how he was doing. I couldn't sleep. When I heard the phone ring, I knew it was him. I heard his voice. I almost broke down. I tried to keep my tears again but they were too powerful to hold back. I missed my honey then. I was just so happy to hear his voice and know that he's on the other side of the phone line. We were able to patch things up. Apologies were given and accepted. New thing learned. We vowed to improve ourselves. We love each other more. I realized how much I love him. I love him so much that hurting him isn't even an option for me.

I'm good. Things are good. I hope my week is good. :)