Challenge - Day Six What Band or Musician Is Most Important to You

Day Six What Band or Musician Is Most Important to You

Lucia Micarelli











Okay, sorry it took a while to wrap this one up and took days to post it. I really wanted a nice answer to this.


Growing up, I’ve listened and liked a lot of artists, bands and so-called musicians. Ranking from Mandy Moore, Westlife, Maroon 5, Dave Mathews Band, Yellowcard, The Smiths, Josh Groban, The Calling, The Corrs and random artists that labeled themselves ‘musicians’. I love all of them, up to now. But I didn’t really know what a ‘musician’ was until I’ve reached college.


To be a musician for me is to take more than writing, composing songs or strumming guitar (no pun intended to taylor swift fans here). There’s go to be more. There’s got to be that fire - that fleeting, fiery ecstasy when they perform. Something more and beyond. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is genuine talent. By that too, my answer to the Day 6 Challenge is none other than - Lucia Micarelli.



24, violinist and great performer. A great inspiration for me. She’s the most important musician and influence for me and why I even pursue this course I’ve taken.
Her talent is just beyond and her passion for it ignites everything around her. She’s uncaring of criticism and she just wanted to do her own music. She was trained classically for 7 years at Julliard Music School for which she left and didn’t graduate from because she wanted to do music - the real thing. The real type of music - made for rules, but broken when executed. Pure music, genuine intentions, without fake or thirst for glamour, without fake people who do it for the sake of their names, no nonsense competition amongst colleagues - things that didn’t matter in the long run.


She wanted to be a musician and she made it. A genuine talent who wanted to be away from the box of tradition because she knew that music was meant to be pure and with genuine intentions of the heart.
Diplomas didn’t matter to her either. She knew she wasn’t going to wear it around her neck when she played at bars, concerts and gigs. They weren’t going to check that as long as she played great and well.
Music only mattered. That is music at its purest form and how one should see it.




She’s a great inspiration for me. No crappy things and commercial fake personas around. Just music. She left school because she knew what was significant in the long run, what only really mattered most. She didn’t want to stay and waste time in a place with things and with people who wouldn’t matter, who didn’t believe entirely on what she wanted to do. But she knew what music was and what she really wanted.
Relating a lot to her and her views in music, I admire her the most and consider her the most important musician for me; like she has said,



“There were a lot of things. I was trained classically but I wanted to try things differently, I wanted to play things and I wasn’t allowed to experiment and try things. But I love music. I love the violin. I just want to play."

Cheap Frills

A Cheap Frill I'm Going To Miss








PARES!!!!! I would definitely miss the good pares at Lacson (at the side street at UST). Seriously. A good serving only costs about 35php and it’s reallygood - served hot and yummy!
Growing up, I never had the chance eating street foods, only in college I’ve learned to do all these things. Oh well, might drop by to school from time to time for good lunches with friends, to buy my favourite milk teas and prolly walk around the streets of Lacson and grab myself some pares and siomai. I would miss the foods there! Yeah, street foods - as long as I didn’t how they were made, I shan’t care what’s in it. Haha. That’s my food motto. =)
Note, this photo of pares came from Robert’s Pares Delivery. Didn’t have any cooked dinner at home the other night since grandma wasn’t home for a week and had to suffer various deliveries the whole week because mum didn’t want to cook at all. So I asked for some pares because I was missing it already. Really good too. I never knew such cheap frills were really good.

xo

A Very Late Post On Pirates Day Movie Out

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN Movie Day family day @Gateway !!!!


THE MOVIE WAS JUST AAAAAAAAAAAWEEEEEEEEEEESOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME.


This is the first time I’ve gone out since I got hospitalized and got sick for like a month and I thoroughly enjoyed it. And this is the first time we’ve bonded from such looong time already. I enjoyed the day with my mum, dad, aunt, grandma, brother and two cousins.


awesomemovie.awesomefamily.awesomelunch@worldchicken.awesomesweetdesserts.AWESOMEDAY.

We had great lunch @world chicken - they really do serve the best big meals at such good price. Then we headed for popcorn in the movie house. The movie was totally great and I’d love to watch it again, savvy? =) And afterwards, we bought sweet treats (yes, food again). All expense paid by my dad who treated us for his June’s birthday. =) weeeeee loooove you daddy.


Really great day!!! can’t wait for next week where we’ll watch Kung Fu Panda 2 and Xmen: First Class =) yaaaay….
xo




Oh yeah, we passed Katipunan ofcourse on the way home. I seriously miss the place. Haven't been there for more than a month and it's the only place I miss the most.

A Walk Last Sunday

A Walk.


Mum took me for a couple hours of walk today @Trinoma. We wanted to see if my health now permits me to go out and I did get tired easily so we had to hurry home.


It was raining hard and vallet had a long line but we did manage it.
We had walk around, bought some stuff, she wanted some sizzling and halo halo from razon which was good though I find really sweet so I didn’t finish it up. My eating habits are still abnormal. =( Sadly. I need to gain weight man.



Ofcourse we had coffee! I had to go to Starbucks. Yes, I haven’t had that for like a month! I needed one. So while resting we sat at the place and I had my ever favourite caramel drink with soy to make it healthy. Really good. I missed it. Over a month without it. Haha! Then our last stop was FullyBooked. I just really had to go there, seriously. I never go out not passing up the shop looking for new good reads and all. So yeah. The day was tiring. I found out that physically, I’m still really not up to go out and all. So I must stay home and try another walk another time. =)
For the record, today was awesome. =)
xo

A Trip to Bulacan

A Trip To Marilao, Bulacan

Woke up 5am yesterday and we went to Divine Mercy Church Marilao, Bulacan. The place was beautiful and solemn.
We found a souvenir shop and stands where you can buy loads of goodies. I seriously, seriously screamed on seeing this. I haven’t had it since I was like maybe 12? I just had to have a whole pack of it while my mum tattered away, grabbing all the other goodies in sight. But seriously, a large package of this - was heaven for me already.

I don’t know where the hell in Quezon City you can buy this. So I have something to enjoy this coming days. Haha =)

But seriously, I found the place solemn and I hope you guys would go there and see and feel for yourself. I'd love to go back.

xo


My mum was looking or answers and so did I. I still haven't found it thoroughly and I'm still looking for it. I was hoping this trip was going to give me some. I wasn't sure I was gonna get any.






Divine Mercy Church Marilao, Bulacan

The church was pretty. Been here first when I was 15.

I need a reason.

"..i need to go on. i need a reason. i need to believe. i need something, anything. i need some hope. and in the absence of hope, i need to stay in bed and feel like i might die today.



I promised myself I won't hurt myself anymore.

Writing heals me. It always did. Maybe I would have taken a creative writing course had I not crazily decided to choose this music course I've taken.

Healing - a long, long process of it. Physically and emotionally, I would need both - but with the latter, in greater deal of time and effort.
I was reading through articles earlier today about such readings and quotes and browsed around and found myself minimally just gazing through all of it. it's always never enough to find answers in just one place. I know that.


Almost half a year. It will take time. But i must too, learn and help myself. I must want it bad enough to gain it. to have the idea carved thoroughly inside my head and through me. so i could pick up myself and master myself once more. i must, want it.

but sometimes, what happens is like that feeling when you truly no longer want the food you've got but you got to shove it down your throat to finish it no matter how much you don't want it anymore. because it's a process, you must go through it even if you no longer want to. that, is the point where it becomes harder by the moment to deal with.

I've made my mistakes and caught myself in the guilt-zone already. had my times of insanity because of that never-ending regret, memories, talks and things that ran through, playing inside my head for weeks and months over and over again. but that shouldn't be.

a friend told me that no matter whose fault it was, love was always enough for forgiveness. and it would always matter more. that mature relationships overlooks who made a mistake. for it always is willing to forgive, give chance and love again.


i'm getting better; i'm getting at the hang of things, perhaps not halfway through, but it's a start, it's going through. i'm already at the procecss of it. i don't get over things easily, for all decisions i have made, i've thought thoroughly and measuringly. so it takes me time to let go. for i wonder which part, which side, which line and everything else, had i perhaps overlooked and mishandled that time to receive this loss.


we can't start over until we want to. i must, want it. i must, go back from the beginning. what was before long, before it all started. i read a meaningful article today. it advised: "go back. go back to what was before the pattern began. what had been long before. go back to the zone where it had been comfortable and peaceful. you lived through the years without what was lost, you're going to live again."


i can do this. i know i can do this. but i need time. i need to go on. i need something, anything. i need hope and in the absence of hope, i need to stay in bed and feel like i might die today. until the brighter star arrives.

Notes and Pens

My must-haves lately. Since I can't go out and execute things after getting sick for like a month or so. I've contented myself into writing everything down that I shall be doing in the next five months and hopefully be able to execute them by then.

I always liked long-hand writing since I was a kid. I always bring a pen and notebook wherever I go - for just incase matters. Just incase of whatever that is.

I've neglected writing since I entered college and I really miss it - a lot. I could atleast go back to all of it this next months I'm taking a break from school from health conditions.

I like writing. Had I not been in the music course, I would have taken writing definitely. I love writing and I always will.


xo

Munching and Thinking

Munching and Thinking.



Doing a lot of thinking lately and I found a new guilty pleasure - thinking while munching on this. Haha. I'm learning to eat healthy again. My doctor advised me to stop eating spicy foods, cantons and those stuff you see around the streets. But I learned to eat and love foods specially the eating places around UST. But now, I'm totally banned from all those. I miss ate Jo's siomai and pancit canton at lacson and the kwekkwek and other food in UST. I'm gonna have to live healthy again as my doctor implied. Mind not the price, they just must be healthy. =)





Pretzels + thinking = gets me to more thinking.



xo

Day Five - Five Places You Want to Visit

Bangkok, Thailand




Rio de Janeiro, Brazil



Santorini, Greece




Italy, Rome





Paris, France

the perks of geting sick

The Perks of Getting Sick



- The three weeks of my beloved Summer had been totally gone to waste. I got sick, hospitalized for a week and now I'm unable to go out at all until the doctors find it right for me that I am capable enough to go back to my old routing.

Now this dilemma is that, before I got sick I was already losing weight, so when I did get sick I lost more and now I'm still not gaining no matter what I eat and it's getting them worried (and take note, me too!). So the perks of getting sick - I have been told to eat whatever and apparently, carbs are the best to gain weight fast again. Uuugh.. my mom had been stuffing me with all these and more these days just go get back to my old shape and be able to get back fast on my feet for my old routines.



I wanna go out again.. =(( It been three weeks since my tummy tasted good beer or any alcohol at all! And I do miss my friends!!!!





- end of the world day so I thought I'd have four slices of really good Shakey's Pizza haha!
- some hawaiian delight
- reaaaaally good Ultimate 4cheese pizza of shakeys and hawaiian! I always like cheese better in any pizza place!!!
and I need to stuff myself with other carbs and sweet too! Cheese and mango icecream with marie biscuits - such a classic!

and where I had to spent my one week.. =( i hated the place! I had bruises and all because of the dextrose marks and they had to transfer it to my left hand because my right hand was nearly gonna blow up with my veins. and such an epic fail on those nurses! They spent hours trying to find veins from my left hand and didn't even took proper care of it even if I told them they need to be careful with the left because I played the violin!!! uuugh... =(


I don't ever want to get sick again. EVER. =(

the phone call and the choices we make

It is some sort of great leap and it gave two roads. It's always about the choices we make. Because sometimes, we have no choice but to make a choice.

2419

THE 2419 EXPERIENCE.
My reflexes are no yet well. I have consumed three weeks of my Summer into nothingness. I got sick again and was hospitalized for a week. =( Summer is something I always look forward to, but apparently, it is too – my enemy. There’s absolutely no choice of Summer ever passing leaving me totally unscathed. It will always try to get me. And this Summer’s relapse had totally knocked me out bigtime. My rashes started consuming and appearing last January, but I completely ignored them, knowing it’s only from stress and it’ll go away too. But things kept me and attention away from it and they completely got me finally. I didn’t know that as weeks passed, it were growing bad inside of me and when I hit summer’s edge, bam – it hit me squarely. I lost the battle thoroughly at this time’s relapse.


My doctors had advised my mom not to enroll me for this semester. Pretty bad. I’m missing out a whole semester and have been forced to five-months freedom – a retreat of some sort so I can gain my strength back and completely rest. I’m not sure if that is a good idea. I mean, really. I love school and I would love to go back and won’t want to be left behind, something of the sort that I don’t want to go back to. When I was a kid, I was a top student at my school. I was always first honor and top at all subjects and areas. I was best. But then, I got sick and my mom had to pull me out of school when I was a kid. Ten years it was too – long, grueling hard years it was to be away from people, school and the normal things. I had no choice back then, I was a kid. I should’ve been a college grad already last 2008. But it was only 2006 that I managed to go back to regular school and entered as college freshman last 2008. I was a long and hard journey to make. The things other people learned in years, I had to learn in months to pass an acceleration exam and make it in the right level of education for my age.


Now that I had been pulled out of school for a semester, I have to sort of return to that kind of life. It scares me a bit, but at the same time I’m enticed by the idea of it. I have freedom in my hands – long five months. I don’t need anymore to do crappy things that really just waste my time for the sake of grades that are even given biasedly because of school politics. I don’t have to be with shitty and random people who never really cared about my well-being. I no longer have to deal with people who talk behind my back, who belittle the things I do, who see stupidity in my ideals or think lowly of me, judge me or doubt my good intentions. Five months away from these. Maybe I do owe myself this type of break.


“On the brighter side, you’d be away from things and people who had been biased to you, who has hurt you, abandoned you, just because they want to believe that you are the bad person. You can start over thoroughly now and enjoy with the things you really want to do and not waste time.” – my mom happily told me the day I was crestfallen and crying in my hospital bed after learning that I won’t be going back to school this semester. My mom is right in a way.


Physically, I’m incapable right now of dealing with regular school again. I still feel very weak to do long hours of practice even.



The 2419 Experience. 24 and 19 are probably the most significant numbers in my life. Then, 2419 was the hospital line connection we’d had when I was hospitalized a week ago. Ironic, really. Summer time is trying to tell me something. Of all rooms or possible random numbers, I fell into this when I was confined at UST hospital. Coincidence? I prolly was the worst daughter last mother’s day. For at that time being, my relapse was already going massive and giving great pains. My mum and I had to cancel our Zambales trip – our supposedly last getaway over this Summer before school resumes. We spent the day together with my fever getting back every now and then, the scar pains burning and her worrying so much. The skin burns were taking a toll on me and I couldn’t eat any more for it pains anything to touch even just my lips.

The scars were pretty bad at this relapse. The following day, she already had to rush me to the hospital because of lack of food and water intake and the burning sensation the scars had been giving me already were quite unmanageable already. I saw her sacrifice and love like never before. I have no reason to complain whatsoever about this whole decision of not bringing me back to school because of the pain I saw through her eyes this past weeks. I just love her too much to try and defy her this time. I need this break too. It gives my mom peace of mind and heart for my health and it will give me time to think things and priorities through. Last Summer, I learned a good lesson in life after what happened to us. This Summer, I learned another one and am bound to learn more this coming months. I’m pretty much looking forward to it as well, I gotta admit that. =)



Like they said, who needs a diploma at the perfect time when in life, these things cannot be taken with you when you die? You can only take things with genuine value – the things in life you’ve done for others and one for good intention. All these would matter now, for only the non-worldly things you’ve done would be taken into account a the end. I just can’t wait to get back on my feet to go back to my work, to accept another job offer and be enrolled at UP Music and start working on this Berkeleey Online Music Extension works I’ve enrolled for. This is going to be a fun, fun five months!! =)

XO

Challenge - Day Four

Yay! I get free time on my hands this morning so I managed to be lazy (haha!) and just be online.. so here it is!

Day 4 The Meaning Behind Your Tumblr Name

I guess that name “Jewel” was just always really appealing for me loooong waaaay back. I always used it, especially as a SN in the journal/shortstories site I used back in gradeschool and highschool years. Then I love music and I’ve taken it as course for college. I’ve placed them together and voila! MusicJewel. =) And maybe some other random reason that I can’t find the right words to describe it with. But yes, that’s basically it. =) And then, the tagline of the site, “In a place where I’ve got what it takes…” it is actually a line from one of the best songs that I’ve ever heard. And I can relate into it. Like, this is my tumblr and I can prolly post,write here everything and anything about my world and nobody could have a say totally about it and be angry or whatever about it. For in this place, I got what it takes. =) HAPPY SUMMER!!!

Date with Mum and My Godmother

they've been like BESTFRIENDS for like forever, literary! They've known each other waaaay back and went to the same college, Univeristy of Sto Tomas. =)




their best-seller Original Honey or Spicy Baby Back Ribs with java rice and some veggies! IT'S ONE OF THE BEST baby back ribs i've ever tasted!!!! We totally enjoyed the meal. I prefer the spicy one though. =)



wonderful lunch @KangarooJack at Trinoma. =) It's a lovely place.


a triple-white cheese pizza that was cooked into thin and perfect crisp!!! It is a must try you guys!


Girl Bonding!


My ninang Minnie and her lunch treat!! It was a fun, fun day!!



It was my ninang's birthday two weeks back but our lunchdate @trinoma was quite late because the three of us are always busy! But finally, we found a perfect date. And yay, foodtrip! =)



*more photos uploading*