2oo7.

2007-12-31T01:17:54Z

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

The hangover from ONE moment.

2007-03-18T12:03:54Z

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.

Tasha: Dear BEAUTIFUL CAST MEMBERS, thank you so much for this AMAZING EXPERIENCE! I felt like I was on a journey to A NEW WORLD with you guys. I'm glad I shared those memories with you. And guys.. Please don't forget: I'd give it all for you by my side once more. I love you guys so much.

Panty: To the MOST AWESOME CAST ever: Thank you, thank you for such a wonderful experience. I'm glad my first production was with you guys. It was all about one moment -- and now it's over. No worries, though, we'll be fine. I love you all.

Cass: Takte! Patay phone ko! And then I get all these messages from you guys! WTF!? Hahaha! You know what? I'm so paos! I lack sleep, my hair is kinda wavy, even if I've already taken a bath, and yet I miss you all to bits. Among all the productions I've been in, this one was the most addicting show I've been in. Thanks so much for the memories and the thrills that we shared. You guys are the best production family and you all gave me my moon! I can't believe it's done, but a new world called us across the ocean to hear their song. The river won't flow without you guys. I love you all! Frickin' love you all!

Tabu: My watch right now says it's 6pm and just yesterday before going onstage for the first number, I checked my watch: It was 6pm as well. Exactly 24 hours have passed since our last show. We had mixed emotions -- some were anxious, some nervous, some were on the verge of peeing and crapping, while others pretended to be calm. But to if I were to use a word to describe yesterday's two shows, I'd say they were total bliss. Even rehearsals were bliss. From learning the beautiful chords and hearing it the first time, to Pam's turons and yummy cheez-its, we had our ups and downs, didn't we? There were lines forgotten, knees injured, screwed lapels, and all those other dilemmas that we had. But as cliche as it might sound, it was worth it. Who would have thought that we'd all get to unite and imagine a new world? Who would have thought we were capable of creating music and not just sing boring notes? Who would have thought that each and every one of us would get attached to that new world we still can't stop talking about? This day has been nostalgic for me because I feel unproductive. What happened to rehearsals? What happened to Pam's messages saying, "Today was good, guys!"? For two months, it's been a routine for me. I find myself not wanting to listen to the cd not because it's boring, but because it will just make my nostalgia worse. I'm sure you all feel the same as well. But all good things must come to an end, right? Just remember this: Hear my song, it will help us get through til tomorrow. It will help us survive all the pain. Thanks for this wonderful experience, y'all! By the time you finish this, it will be exactly the time I was singing my solo for opening yesterday's gala onstage. Right now, I'm doing the same thing, but in my bedroom.

Pam: TEN SONGS. EIGHT WEEKS. SIX CREW MEMBERS. FOUR CAST MEMBERS. TWO SHOWS. ONE PRODUCTION, ONE MOMENT. IT'S ABOUT ONE MOMENT. AND ON MARCH 17, 2007 6PM, IT WAS THAT MOMENT. Guys, thanks for being there to share that one moment with me.

You. Yes, YOU.

2006-09-11T08:16:32Z

FRIENDS only, yo.
If you're my friend,
go ahead and add me. :)
BUT IF IUNNO YOU, DON'T BOTHER.

Lalalaloveeee,

No one else will have me like you do.

2oo7.

The hangover from ONE moment.

You. Yes, YOU.