Blogging to you now, LIVE!

It is quite amusing how I’ve found this nifty little thing to be available here in the office.  I have tons of work to do, but I know I just have to write down a few words before everything gets hectic again.

This month shows a lot of promise, mainly because it is so jampacked.  On Saturday, I’m attending a photoshoot of an event I am yet to secure permission before announcing.  It’s quite personal but because it’s for someone close to my heart, I am excited.  Then on Sunday, my cousin Kuya Marc is arriving from New Jersey.  Whoopdeedoo!  I love him and all, but my family knows very well that I love him best because he’s bringing me my shoes.

For the new followers, I am a shoe whore.  I’m not even afraid of saying it out loud.  Shoe whore.  Mother effin’ shoe whore.  I once spent 20,000 on shoes, because they were on sale and they were my favorite local brand.  Yup.  I’m a slut like that.

Then there’s the event that follows the photoshoot.   Hahahaha.  I can’t really contain the excitement because it has been a while since I last hosted something.  I can’t wait to get rid of my discretion.

When it comes to work, every detail counts and I am very happy where I am right now.  I am in a position where I am actually contributing to something with a purpose.  It can be hell sometimes, especially when my boss gets a knack of giving me tough deadlines, but it keeps me on my toes.  For once, I am not sleepy nor groggy after lunch.  So much for the godly hour.

Anyway, I hope your month is as packed as mine.  Started this month right by watching Legend of the Guardians last night.  IT.  WAS.  AWESOME.  But more of that later.

For now, I give you my love. :)

Print on me.

Just some Chictopians whose prints I fell in love with.

(This post is slightly in mourning since I learned the fact that we’re not allowed to wear prints to this event at work.)

Pinoy Celebrity Goofs

Now, I don’t think I’ve been around long enough to have enough documented proof of Pinoy celebrity goofs, but I do have a handful of them.

Each one more hilarious than the first.

Something about the erring factor of these high-profile personalities really tickles my funny bone.  Hahaha.  I know that sounds mean, but I have my finals on Monday, and I need distraction to at least keep me sane.  I do after all stress out a lot when it comes to these things.

That “Saksi” Reporter

Find the missing lyrics!

That darned degree.

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Rainbow after the rain

Everyone has been talking so much crap about yesterday’s hostage-drama at the Quirino Grandstand.  I believe if I share my thoughts on this matter, it would have satiated the minds of the many of you who have read different versions of the story, rumors and fact, and my opinion will be merely just an opinion, not an affirmative action to improve whatever.

But because I have a big mouth, I do have one thought to share (and I have shared this with others already):  I hope someday our government can make this country safe enough for my children to never have to live elsewhere.  There.  I said my piece.

In light of all the drama, we receive good news.  After an 11-year drought, we finally placed again in the Miss Universe Pageant!  Yes I know it’s such a “shallow” thing to celebrate, but the last time we won was Miriam Quiambao in 1999, first runner up and that’s because she fell flat on her face and became so effortlessly graceful.  It’s a no-brainer.

Now that's Filipina beauty.

This year, Venus Raj swept the hearts of many.  In online polls, she would always be part of the favorites.  Hello?  Why the hell not?  This woman literally fought her way to represent the country for such a title.  She showed the world that what the Filipina wants, the Filipina gets (one way or the other — and by the other, I mean something still within the realm of being morally acceptable and just).

Anyway, I thank my good friend Pau Forbes for sharing this link.  These are a bunch of Venus Raj fans watching the pageant via live telecast.

And as someone great and important and had the right words said:  “Mourn the losses, because they are many; but celebrate the victories, because they are few.”

So you see, one person can change your mind about a country.  And it need not be the one with the gun.