Youtube, Music and Me

Everyday is a view of awe as I traverse the busy avenues of green I walked on too. Having music on your ears helps a lot into enjoying it more and savoring the beauty of people and looking up, gives me the bumps on how significant each and everyone is. It's defeating the undue sadness that sometimes hit the very me. And darn! Mr. A-Z has really influenced me a lot. Positivity. Grace. Gratitude. I am learning to practice it and i know it will eventually be a habit.

I was doing my usual youtube surf when I stumbled at my own video. What the frog! The friend who posted it didn't even inform me that she posted the wedding video where I sang. It was comedic! The I'm yours cover of some sort. I was laughing all the time while watching it. Sometimes it's kind of weird watching yourself doing the stuffs that only certified artists and musicians do. I'd be a little selfish this time and I wouldn't post it here. I think I have to disappoint you a bit and satisfy the narcissus in me.

Since I was a kid, I am exposed into music. My dad can sing and play the guitar and my mom is a part of a chorale group back in her college years. I sang into various school activities and sometimes do intermission numbers for math contests and on awarding ceremonies. Teachers then were really encouraging students to step up and follow their dreams not to mention we were so gullible too believing everything even if you sound horrible. I was a part of a chorus group that was so promising; unfortunately, we were dissolved after winning a contest held at the CCP. (I was just watching various chorale groups before and performing at the Main Theatre of the CCP is a dream come true, an experience that I’ll cherish for the rest of my life.



I stopped singing. I mean singing with a group or singing in front of people I do not know. I would sing while taking a bath. I would sing inside my room. I would sing while walking, though I can only hear myself. I would sing in my station while I take pleasure in my everyday tasks at work. But no, not in front of a big crowd.

The year was 2009, where I unleashed the thick face and sang again in front of hundreds during the Christmas Party. The feeling was so awkward but I am there already. It’s either to do it or not to. I want to try it again. And looking back last year, it never failed to put a smile on my face. And Grace, my manager, my boss, I owe you big time on the untiring encouragement and support. No kidding. I can see you years from now as the best stage mom for Sophie and Ngab. :)



And then again, seeing my face in youtube, brings back the memories of wonderful performances. Flashbacks. Seeing me holding my mom's roller brush and performing in front of a mirror at three years old and the time when I sang Whitney Houston's 'The Greatest Love of All' before my classmates back in 3rd Grade which gave me the 1st honor medal. (Thanks Ms. Ortega!), and to numerous exhibitions I did-- both terrible and applauded. Everything is for all the people who watched especially for mom and dad and to the Supreme Being who bestowed this miraculous talent.

This gift that I have, I am deeply humbled. I am Loved and so are you. You are well provided for. Be a gift for you and for others. It’s not every day that you get to thank the people who ridiculed and criticized you in the past and who is still doing so until now. If not for them, have you had that courage to improve and learn more? So as to the people who appreciated the person that was you and what you have become. Gracias.

I hope this voice will find its home again.



Marvelous credits to my dad for letting me learn the guitar back in 6th grade.

La la la la life is wonderful,
dani