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Friday... friday...

           Poor 13-year old singer Rebecca Black has had one flak too many, I decided to cut her some slack hahaha Now that rhymes! Anyway, the Youtube sensation has been criticized for her song "Friday" due to the technically altered vocals and cerebrally challenged lyrics ("Tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday comes after ... wards I don't want this weekend to end"). Her Youtube video for "Friday" has more than two hundred thousand likes and more than two million dislikes. The vocals was not too bad but the lyrics...let's just say it wouldn't make you thank God it's Friday :) 


           However, I can't bring myself to jump into the haters bandwagon. I find the song extremely funny (I remember how much I liked Backstreet Boys singing I'll Never Break your  Heart while skiing hahaha) I was laughing the whole time I was watching her video and even a day after, I was still singing the chorus in my head hehehe Pretty much like those Lito Camo songs you frown upon but absentmindedly blurt out when you're ecstatic ("Macho papa, kaya mo ba 'to? kaya mo ba 'to?---see what I mean?) :)

             Here's hoping you too will have a fun, fun, fun day :)

                



(Video from Youtube, uploaded by Trizzy66)

The Secret Life of a Fashionably Challenged Moi

        On ordinary weekends, you'll see me in jeans,shirts, slippers or flats. On workdays, a pair of dark colored slacks, peep-toe high heels, and a collared blouse tucked in to show my favorite accessory--a belt(I have more than a dozen) hehe. I occasionally add in a necklace for a pop of color or to cover a low neckline. I would wear the same bag and the same watch until either or both decides to give up. Fashion-wise, I'm ignorable. I would not even attempt to throw an argument in my defense :)

       The usual trend in clothes, however constantly changing, never seem to favor my body type, or my self-esteem for that matter hahaha I'm more into jeans than skirts and pants more than dresses. That's why i love the brilliant minds behind LOOKLET.COM :) For more than a year, I have been vicariously living a fashionable life through my looks, mixing and matching clothes and accessories I usually couldn't or wouldn't wear in real life. A friend of mine aptly calls it her virtual closet. Here are some of my favorite looks/designs:  

                      

              

      

                

      

                  

       

              
                   

        

                  

                     (Note: All pictures courtesy of www.looklet.com. No infringement intended)

   

             

          

Not too wiling-wili over Willie

Can't help but comment on this video:     

  
                                
                                                

           There were a lot of nasty stuff said but two things stood out infuriatingly. One was his comment about actress Agot Isidro's want of a child.  Sad that he brought that up. It was uncalled for, cruel, and insensitive. If there was something lower than "below the belt", that was it. His comment about whether the celebrities who gave their opinion about him on twitter have helped the poor or donated a large chunk to charity as he had was also not too amusing. REALLY, WILLIE?! Simple, they don't brag about each and every good deed they extend. Their right hands do not know what their left hands do...maybe yours should follow suit.  
            
             As for leaving the show, well too bad, my parents enjoy watching it. No show has made them laugh the way they do while watching Wowowee or Willing Willie...none since ABS-CBN's HOME ALONG DA RILES :) I have seen a few episodes of Willing Willie and i enjoyed it too whilst Shalani Soledad who was painfully dragging to watch. 

           What the people want from Willie is just a categorical apology, no ifs nor buts. To own up to a failure of responsibility even if he believes he hasn't failed. Humility. So tone down the attitude a bit, then maybe, just maybe, people will see the hero-of-the-masses that you claim to be. After all, when a person is faced with a series of misfortunes, it must be the perfect time for self-evaluation. Just a thought.




(Video courtesy of Youtube, TV5; No Infringement intended)

One for the Cardio Exercise

      Flipping over pages of the Manual of Land Survey Procedures. Not exactly my type of read so I'm blogging in between boring paragraphs. No, change that...boring would mean you understand it but you're just not interested. Interest is not a question, I AM interested. Do i understand it? Yeah, I DON'T hahaha (note to self: i love this job, i love my life, and i love what i'm reading now....inhale...exhale...inhale...exhale....)

                                              

Mader!

In case my mama happens to pass by this blog today  ( after fb, twitter and pep.ph hehehe) :


          HALU MADER!!!! salamat sa paghapit :)
                                      

                        
                      

Status: #@!!?%

      I spent a good hour thinking of reasons why someone would want his misfortunes and aggravations put out for everyone to read. Yes, I just read someone’s status on a social networking site complaining about work, life, and everything crap. Hence, the thinking.

     

      I too have my share of complaints, lots even, but I don’t air them on a clothesline somewhere. They are tucked safely in journals, notes to self, random pages of a book, and small conversations with family and really close friends. Those that are too annoying and   too high-blood inducing to contain in my suck-it-up formula find their way in twitter and blogs where I have really few followers hahaha

       Anyway, bravo to you if it’s catharsis you’re aiming at with all the rant. I say scream out all frustrations until you get it out of your system. Studies say it’s healthy, imagine that :)  But complaining on facebook to get attention would not get me clicking the LIKE button.    Someone comments “ What’s wrong?” and they  reply “nothing”  when in truth they just want prodding. Hahaha. Pop goes the weasel...and there goes my right brow raising :)

         Nevertheless, I find most of them entertaining, lame as I may sound :) I am sadistically amused at fake hearts on sleeves. So  keep those complaints about work coming---wait till your boss reads them. And those about your officemates---hmmmm good luck with eating alone in the pantry. As for little nosy me, those rants give me a reason for living hahahaha