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Sunday, January 30, 2005

joining in the quest

i have never been keen in watching artista searches on tv. i've always thought it's a perfect waste of time, energy, resources and even brain cells. (not from thinking but from wondering what in buddhas's name are these people are doing.) so to avoid mockery on my part, i refuse to get near five channels from it. that is, up until today.

elmo went to the star circle national teen quest - grand questor's night (A/N: geez, did you know that i had to search for the complete title of this show? no wonder jodi and luis are having a hell of a time even by just mentioning the title of blasted show. which genius came up with that title anyways? i mean no offence, but...oh, well). yes, she queued on line for god knows how many hours to see the show live. good thing she has a friend from abs who reserved her a seat. she told me thru text that the venue was swamped by people wearing red (which i later learned were supporters of the star of bulacan, dm. it truned out each "questor" has color-coded their supporters. how cute (not!). i wanted to see for myself what the fuzz is all about. so against my will, i watched it on tv.

i'm ending the post here because i am busy eating my words...they're a talented bunch, not bad-looking either. how much of an actor they're gonna be? your guess is as good as mine.

cryola popcorn smirks @ 2:05 AM

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