Make Me Wanna Die
It is never advisable to sing a duet with someone you only dragged to the stage seconds after your karaoke original partner throws a Cinderella who had to really leave the gaiety before midnight, altogether to sing in front of the whole news team of the company you have only been for two months now: Take it from me. Yep, this is about my attempt to roar Irene Cara’s Fame in an ABS-CBN party recently.
That’s right people, I actually had the guts to show off something that needs to be buried in a Livejournal cut: Singing an 80s show tune.
See, last week, the network’s News and Current Affair Division had a nevertheless early Christmas party held at the Philippine Dream Academy concert court. The event followed a retro theme hence the Afro hair, flared pants, denim whatnots and the color orange.
So along with raffles and awardings of those who deserve such prices, we also had a karaoke competition.
And. I. Had. To. ~Represent ABS-CBNnews.com.
With my former duet partner’s proxy, Miss, Reyma, I belted a rendition of Fame– a failed, apologetic, cracked-up rendition of Fame.
The performance was more like a gag: I didn’t know when to enter. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know why I even took hold of the microphone in the first place. The amount of horror our singing propelled was serious that I had a post-traumatic disorder thereafter.
Ultimately I was inconsolable. I tainted the online team’s integrity. I pierced my remaining dignity. I cursed myself repeatedly.
Furthermore, blogging this whole shit is so heartbreaking I could stop blogging altogether. But then again, that wold be overdramatic. Hah! Labo.
But of course, I say I still had fun at the party even if I cringe every time I remember this anecdote.
As for now, let the photos speak…
Meanwhile, I’ve resolved to a new strategy to stop conversations that lead to what happened in the ~performance. When people ask what I’ve performed, I’d just be breezy as I reply, “Shame. It’s a revival of the 80s pop Fame.”