Drach told me this morning that when he was growing up, he thought of himself as a real deal music man. He could carry a tune, he could play an instrument and his head pretty much holds a fairly extensive music library.
Then he joined Hit where he met the likes of Mike Villegas who is a guitar god and Arnold Buena who had an impeccable aptitude for arranging music and others who, like him, knew music but knew it better.
He was put in his place daw.
In 2007, I read an article on Rogue written by Chef David Pardo de Ayala. He talked about how he always thought of himself as a good chef and that he was happy with where his career was going. Then he had a trip somewhere and had a chance to eat at this famous restaurant owned by this renowned chef (I don’t remember where, where and who).
Anyway, the moment he took his first bite daw, he started to tear up and he got so emotional as he realized with such clarity because of that one bite that, despite all he had accomplished, he was not and will probably never be a great chef.
I was super hurt for him there.
Okay let me just say it – I think I’m pretty. And 2006 was the height of this particular thinking because I wasn’t quite so behemoth-ish.
I worked out regularly at Golds gym and I really felt good about myself. I especially liked how I looked after a workout cos I would be all flushed, pink cheeks and glowing and all. So after working out one evening, I was in the middle of the locker room giving myself one last look in the mirror before heading out. I was having pa a really great hair day so I was really REALLY falling in love with myself there.
And then a lady stood next to me to check herself out in the mirror. It was Priscilla Meirelles
Grabe naman ang universe magkapag reality check! eto sya eh!!!