gigs galore.

i've two gigs tonight. one for the chorale, and one for the combo. but they're in one venue. one event...st. paul parish street party fiesta in timog avenue, would you believe that?! funny thing, it's one after the other. first the chorale at 730p, i think. and then the combo at 8p. gosh. talk about extreme exposure. sheesh.

we had another ensayo tonight, which i attended. we had a scheduled recording for the chorale tonight, which i obviously didn't go to. maybe my chorale buds think that ContraDiva and i will be quitting the chorale soon...i dunno. we enjoy our sessions, but sometimes they ask too much from us. oh well, we'll see.

it's Mother Soccer's birthday thingie tonight at 77. i swore not to get dead drunk, just enough to make me happy for tonight.

hmm. as if there's a reason to celebrate. i was in my funky mood yesterday. skipped work. i was in bed for almost 24 hours. i got home at around 1230p i think. exhausted and hungry, i plopped into bed and never got up. i didn't know what was wrong, i still don't know what happened, why that happened. i was awake a couple of times, when my sister entered my room, when my kid entered the room, when my maid entered the room. i was able to carry out decent conversations with them, i just dont know why i couldn't bring myself out of bed. i even got to watch princess diaries on cable. and the reason why i kinda sensed something was off with me... i cried watching princess diaries! so i knew. but i still don't know why. i got up around 1030a the following day not because i wanted to. wasn't even hungry. but i had to do some stuff.

i'd like to think that i was just tired and that my body demanded some rest. i don't think feeling bluesy would help me these days.