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Great theme for this year’s UP Fair. Went to the Tuesday fair sponsored by a frat based in Eng’g. It was dubbed Rockultura 2009. Revive. Revolt. Rock. Arrived at the Sunken Garden at 10pm, the concert was in full swing. Overwhelmed by nostalgia and deja vu, I looked around.

Stage–more bongga, more lights and technical team was rockin’ all throughout the performances. Food booths–almost the same, I was surprised to see Italianni’s though , not just one but 2 Italianni’s booths, mind you. Henna tattoo booths–mulitplied. Got my hand dragon in a booth named “Put A Henna Mo”, catchy isn’t it? Haha. The Ferris Wheel looked so much safer. Gone were the open-just-an-unsteady-bar-stopper coaches. They call it the “lantern cars”. Enclosed body of metal but I didn’t ride again. No more crazy swinging Octopus, just the plain old Caterpillar. Videoke booths with blockmates singing without a care about the concert rockin’ on stage.

Looked up and saw the February full moon. Awesome. Perfect night sky for my Fair comeback. Met my sis Diana first, she just came from postgrad class. Been too long since we last saw each other. Mademoiselle Echavez arrived at 12:30ish am when Diana had to go home since she is our 26yr. old Cinderella.

Sugarfree. Itchyworms. Pupil. Ely looked healthy and “fit to play”. Got giddy thinking about their Final Set on the 7th of March. *giggle*giggle Crowd was different now. Too quiet for my liking. Too laid back. Almost everyone was sitting down when the Itchyworms played. What’s up with that? (eyebrows up) Sam and I figured it was different when we were in college a.k.a when we were younger. We were the mosh-pitters jumping up and down endlessly throughout the night screaming out the songs. Now. Totally different. A lot of people just chillin’ out (butts on the grass, like Sam and I). The 16-20yr olds had the time of their lives when Urbandub performed. Sam and I? Butts still on the grass. Laughed aloud when Sam told me that Queso was Cheese. Enjoyed the 3rd to the last amateur band, very entertaining lead vocals. Didn’t catch their name, sorry. Weirded out to Bloodshed, all they did was bang their heads like there is no tomorrow (serious neck muscles those guys have) and produced a couple of gwarping sounds. Totally left the concert when the last band Gayuma was still playing.

Checked availability to indulge in our cultural heritage from the Sarsuwela Festival. Promising performance by Dulaang UP on the last days of February. Walked from Sunken Garden to Philcoa. Talked about Sam’s very creative/fantastic/boombastic/to the highest level engkanto story.Talked about travels, about movies from Cine Europa and life. Ate breakfast at Jabee Philcoa, rode the MRT home.

I missed UP. It felt great to be back.