ABS-CBN...here we come!

Last October 9, 2005, we sang at the Sunday TV Mass aired over at ABS-CBN Channel 2. After rigorous rehearsals and sparing ourselves from our usual saturday night bonding, our efforts have paid off. Everyone managed to be up and about as early as 3AM and we headed to the studio at quarter to 6.

The stint was generally OK except for some minor flaws: 1. Ang offertory song na di namin malaman kung kailangan nang tapusin o hindi at; 2. Ang keyboard na humina...kaya tuloy di namin nakanta ang Sanctus (it's ok Roehl...it's not your fault)

Tita Enciang sang a Marian song for the communion. She really wanted the song "Awit Ng Ina Sa Santo Rosario" to be sung during the recessional part but ate Jhie managed to convince her that the song she sang during the communion was enough to make Mama Mary proud (yay! payang MYMP :p )

After the show, syempre di mawawala ang picture-picture...



...at ang pinaka-importante sa lahat...ang fellowship! Saan pa kundi sa Jollibee!!!

Kaya't sa aming mga fans na walang sawang tumatangkilik sa aming musika, maraming salamat po!

Hanggang sa muli...

The Friendship Factor

I consider myself an expert when it comes to drawing the line between friendship and professionalism. I am serious at work but I also "laugh till my lungs drop" when I'm in the company of friends. My choir friends knew this for a fact...the two sides in me: the friend and the mentor.

Having my closest friends in the choir was really something I am really thankful for. Their jolly personality added just the right amount of casualness into our somewhat formal rehearsals. Being friends with them for so many years did not require any adjustment on my part now that they have become a part of the choir. Little did I know that it was the other way around for them...

A freaky little incident triggered my 360-degree shift from being cool to furious. That was the very first instance that I have been humiliated in front of the choir by no less than my closest friends! No amount of explanation can compensate for the disappointment that I got from that experience. In front of the group, I tried to pretend that I'm still the same strong mentor that I was...but deep inside, I was falling into pieces. I was about to explode and I did just that...cried buckets of tears and uttered a thousand curses...after they all have left.

Later on my close friends texted me and have expressed how sorry they were for what they did. I promised myself not to reply to their text messages but the TRUE FRIEND in me prevailed...

"I was deeply hurt about what happened earlier. What disappoints me the most is the fact that it was done by the very least people I expected -- my closest friends. I just hope that we all learned something from what had happened. To forgive and understand are the two things that I can easily do simply because you are my friends."