This year was one hell of a year. I'll admit, I wasn't coasting all the way. In fact, I had to struggle for the most part. But you know what? I wouldn't trade anything that happened in this year for any other. Of course, there're things I'd rather have not gone through, but what's done is done, and what won't kill me would just make me stronger. Or so the saying goes.

Cheers to the year I found out who my real friends are, to the year I fell in and out of love, to the year I grew tighter bonds with my family, to the year I realized how blessed I am. Cheers to the moments I smiled, I laughed, I cried and hurt. Cheers to the people I love, loved, miss and left behind. Cheers to the times I thought I had nothing left to look forward to and no one to reach out for, to the times I believed this was not the end of it, to the times I learned to believe in myself. Cheers to the year I will never forget.

Welcome, Y2K8.

It's safe to let go, I'm right here with you. It's your trust that I need to believe that I'm not in this thing alone. --Urbandub

None of my brothers watched. I guess I can't do anything about it anymore, but it was my first production and I would have appreciated the support. Oh well.

It was horrible. Don't get me wrong -- the harmony, the cast, the director and the SM's were amazing. It's just that our technical problems made our voicings (and melodies) suck really bad. Tabu's lapel got her really frustrated because it kept screwing up and creating feedbacks. Cheapass shit. Pam said our closing song was really good, though. I'm proud of that.

Gala Show. )@#(&*%. I cried after my solo. I stopped midway through the song. Why, oh why? I forgot my freakin' lyrics. And it wasn't just one time. Motherffff. Everyone knows my situation with performance anxiety and Christ I was dead nervous. It wasn't any easier during rehearsals either, cos I know I was shaking during the sessions. I just felt bad cos I remember having a few slips during the Matinee screening. But it is what it is, I guess.

I love you all: Narra people, Ms Magsino, Bridith, Ate Kay (Ms. Pantaleon to you!), Sabel, Cris, Ana, Gel, Ish, Cath, SPARTANS! (haha, tae yan, comic relief!), and everyone who supported us from day 1.

The rehearsals, the effin' Cheez-its, Turons and Brothers Burger overload, the "Today was good guys!" messages, the "ERROR!"s, the scheduling conflicts, the hassle, the notes we could never nail  -- all this, now put behind us. Hands down to a great experience, beloved crew.

Despite all the technicalities, it was pure and total BLISS, alam na yun. I loved every minute of it, the good and the bad. And I will definitely miss it, remembering it as the first production I'd ever joined and loved.