Piolo Pascual’s story when he was just starting out in Showbiz: (Im not one of Papa-P’s-fans by the way). He said he went to Boy Abunda and asked to be managed. Piolo said Boy sort of just blankly stared at him, studied him briefly with little interest and said something like “Pag siguro pinaayos mo ng konti yang mukha mo, yang balat mo, and yung hitsura mo, siguro then…tsaka mo ko balikan’. In short Boy denied him - he failed to recognize Piolo’s potentials.
Anyways…yes, while the world is a social pool of critics, where you are always being measured and pschyo-analyzed somehow, some way -
Today I realized that the people whose opinions really count dont have to be the-Simon-Cowells (or Boy-Abundas) in this world, they are actually simply those who we thought would at least appreciate us.
Its like a little kid holding up a picture of a stick-person she drew of you. She’s not asking you to tell her ‘Wow you can be the next Van Gogh’. Geez. Sometimes maybe she just simply wanted to make you happy, if you could appreciate that… unfortunately you were too busy playing Simon Cowell.
Anyways…yes, while the world is a social pool of critics, where you are always being measured and pschyo-analyzed somehow, some way -
Today I realized that the people whose opinions really count dont have to be the-Simon-Cowells (or Boy-Abundas) in this world, they are actually simply those who we thought would at least appreciate us.
Its like a little kid holding up a picture of a stick-person she drew of you. She’s not asking you to tell her ‘Wow you can be the next Van Gogh’. Geez. Sometimes maybe she just simply wanted to make you happy, if you could appreciate that… unfortunately you were too busy playing Simon Cowell.
