To the Boss:
Anyway, your Mom seemed disappointed/deep in her thoughts Saturday evening yesterday. She had her hair still wet. She is such a trooper for putting a smiling face most of the time; while setting up/taking down the microphones. She greeted me about how I’m doing. Of course, I was too clogged to answer her properly.
I mentioned how I meant to say “Don’t Worry” (“Huwag Mga Ala-Ala”) in Tagalog instead of saying “It was nothing” (“bah-lee-wah-lah”); told her the flutist had perfect pitch; and inquired if you or Anton was the concert pianist. Both of you seemed matched in your abilities to perform, err, accompany us singers.
I smiled/grinned from ear to ear last night because I was so pissed/impressed that you’d show-off your musical talent to play the keyboard without looking at your fingers! My god! You really look relaxed/natural/handsome when you smiled (a la Anton). That’s who I want to see! You can keep your poker face/serious look, but that’s NOT you!
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