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Insecurities and frustrations

I’m in Baguio right now, and as usual I opted to stay in while the rest of the people go on their excursion 1 What can I say, I’m a homebody

Since I don’t have anything better to post, I thought I’d share an experience which I never got to mention.

A few weeks ago, in between numerous BP events, I was invited (thanks to Juan) to do a demo take for some ad campaign to be launched sometime next year. Obviously, I’m not at liberty to disclose any details, but I just thought I’d share the unique experience.

It all started with an IM… Read More

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⇡1 What can I say, I’m a homebody
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BP dito BP doon (pics)

Been a busy weeked for the group

Here are some gallery sets from a wedding in Santuario de San Jose. Which was a riot, since the wedding right after our underground group was another underground contingent of the older [non-active] members. Nagka-bukuhan! hahahaha!

Then there’s another memorable one at Santurario de San Antonio; where we started putting our “shy” members into “solo mode.” 1 Actually baka si Vino lang… si Gino naman gusto niya talaga; you’re not fooling anyone with your “modest” approach dude. But I still love you. I always believed that “forcing” [preferably unwilling] people to step up to the plate and sing is always good for individual confidence (and overall group morale) – what better testing grounds than weddings gigs right?

And how could we forget the unofficial “Grand Alumni Homecoming” mini-concert before the mass during the 7th Simbanggabi at Gesu. A whole bunch of members residing/stationed in different parts of the world came home for the holidays… and we ended up doing an impromptu repertoire to utilize the rare “concert-force” attendance. Read More

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⇡1 Actually baka si Vino lang… si Gino naman gusto niya talaga; you’re not fooling anyone with your “modest” approach dude. But I still love you.
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BP in the City of the Golden Friendship

Apart from that pitiful excuse of a solo called “Far Greater Love,” 1 I know, I know, I shouldn’t be too OC about it the group’s trip to CDO was a very enlightening experience for me. I never realized how far I could go for the love of this group.

I wasn’t supposed to go, there were so many reasons not to; My Dad’s birthday was the next day, we were only essentially spending one day there, and will only be able to do what we set out to do; the concert. 2 I can only speak for myself, but most of the appeal of any out-of-town trip is the excursion aspect of it We had another performance at Gesu the next day (Dad’s B-day)… oh, and I haven’t even factored in that solo cluster-fuck of mine that was slated to happen during the concert, nor having to sleep in the hallway for a while (being the idiot that I am, I had forgotten to take the keys from my room-mates).

Given I’m the type of guy who could refuse to be part of a gig for the simple reason of not wanting to wake up too early, yeah, this trip should’ve been a no-brainer for me. But for some inexplicable reason, I even found myself doing things I normally wouldn’t do… and quite frankly I try to look back, and I haven’t the slightest idea why I even had to volunteer doing them.

And given all the events that transpired before, during, and after – I find myself in this eerie state of serenity. It’s like everything I mentioned above is what I know I should be thinking… and I already know what I should logically be feeling because of it, but I’m not…

This was one strange weekend indeed. Read More

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⇡1 I know, I know, I shouldn’t be too OC about it
⇡2 I can only speak for myself, but most of the appeal of any out-of-town trip is the excursion aspect of it