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Hello, Friends
I don't know why I do this, either.
Honestly, I suspect that this is the single biggest contributor to my premature aging. I look and talk and behave way over my years one moment, and then I act like a belligerent four year-old child the next - coz what I really wanna do is just play in the sandbox. Like the other boys.
It may have something to do with being a mama-san to these guys who somehow - I don't know how - put their trust in me. Strike. They put their trust in the process.
I'm humbled.
They are the candidates of Mr Gay Hong Kong.
I want them to have an experience worth their while - something I hope they'll remember with fondness. That it wasn't just all fluff. That we truly did our best to create an impact in the community.
That sounds like hogwash especially at 2.30am - but since I'm by myself, completing rundowns and scripts and coordinating travel plans with visitors from overseas, I'm allowed to wax dramatic.
I'm the eldest among a brood of six. I dunno how my mum did that, honestly, because I can't even fathom having one child of my own, much less, six. But there we were, I was thrust into some position of responsibility which I somehow couldn't shirk.
Years later, I would like to think I'm reaping the rewards of being a kuya to my siblings. Even though I hardly make sense most of the time, my sibs give me the impression that they listen to me, anyway - that they value what I have to say. And honestly, that's nice.
With these boys - the candidates - I don't know what I'm meant to achieve, exactly. Except after every Grand Finale, I feel an immense sense of accomplishment. I feel that, too, after having washed the dishes that have piled up from days of indifference - it's all just a matter of scale. As long as I have fun doing something, I tend not to question it too much.
So here we are again.
Four days to go before the big night.
I haven't stopped wondering why I keep doing this.
And yet, I have no regrets.
Somehow - I don't know how - I am happy.
And I'm at peace.
With Affection,
James
2009 Grand Finale
2010 Grand Finale
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2011 Grand Finale
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