Rebecca Black's New 'Moment'

A friend of mine posted a link to Rebecca Black’s new song on Facebook. The video’s flooded with relentless bashing and hate comments. I’m not a fan of Rebecca Black or her music but I don’t go around telling people that. I just don’t get why people hate her so bad. I know for sure it’s not because of her song, or songs for that matter because there are lots of kids/teens in Hollywood that are as talented (or lack thereof as most people think) as her. They say she’s way too auto-tuned, but isn’t half of the artists in the world of pop music?

After watching the music video, I called my nieces (aged 7 & 8) for their opinion on Rebecca Black’s new song (yes, kids are my reliable sources, they are very honest with their opinions), they say they like it better than Friday. They liked Friday actually, they’re kids and would want any song that they’ll be able to dance to. One of my two nieces said that she liked the songs but won’t admit it to her friends because they won’t talk to her because they don’t like Rebecca Black also because their older sisters or cousins hated her. The other one said she like the songs and she’s not ashamed to admit it. In fact, she asked me to visit and film her, she wanted a music video of her own too.

Even after asking my nieces I still haven’t figured out why almost everyone on the internet hates Rebecca Black. I start to think maybe people don’t really hate her, maybe they’re like my niece they just won’t admit it. Or maybe it’s because she was just an ordinary girl who wanted a music video of her own and became an internet sensation eventually. Let’s admit it, it’s every regular teenager’s dream: to be famous for something, anything. (I’m no longer a teen but I still have that dream. ☺) It just so happen that her music video on youtube went viral and made her famous (or infamous).

I’m not an expert, no one died and made me one. But for what’s it worth I think her new song is a level-up from the last one.

PS Posting on the web that you hate her won’t make her any less famous/infamous. In fact, it’ll even make her a trending topic.

Que Pasa?

What do you wear when you’re meeting your dad for the first time after a very long time? Don’t ask me how long, I can’t tell you, I lost track a long time ago. Anyway, he called my brother yesterday and asked us to join his family for a Sunday luncheon to celebrate my half-brother’s 7^th birthday. Just like that, as if nothing happened, as if we never lost communication. I have lots of questions in my mind right now like “why now?” ”Why didn’t he call me instead?” But I reflected on those and I’m just thankful that we decided to put our differences aside and we'll just sit together for a meal as a family. I hope it goes well, I really hope so. I may not have hinted this before to anyone but I’m really looking forward to the day that we’ll be seeing each other again. Where everything’s well and we’ll just talk about anything but the fallout. I’m not the type of person that dwells on the dark parts of my life, as much as possible I try to get over it and just move on. I’m a firm believer of the phrase “everything happens for a reason”.

I haven’t seen him in a very long time and I don’t know what would I feel or how would I react when I see him again. Cry? Smile? Laugh? If I’ll have any control of my emotions, I would like it to be a mixed of the three, shedding some tears of joy I suppose. I will never cry, it’ll totally look like a full on chick flick. If I’ll laugh, I’d look like a crazy person. Maybe I’ll just smile, play cool. Whatever! Come what may.

I don’t know what got into me but I really want to dress up. I know you’ll all say that my outfit should be the least of my concern, there are other important things I should concern myself about, like how will I do my untamed hair, or should I wear lipgloss or lipstick. Am I right? No? Really, those are not important stuff? How come? Anyway back to me wanting to dress up. Maybe it’s a daughter’s instinct, maybe I want to show him how I’ve grown up and changed since the last time we saw each other, or maybe I just want his approval. Just maybe. But I already kind of have an idea why I want to dress up. I want to divert my attention, I don’t want to think about the meeting itself because I’m afraid I’d jinxed it and screw up.

Seriously, what do you wear on that kind of day? I really need your help. This is so much worse than meeting a guy you’re dating’s family. Is it?

I use my smartphone for...

Most people use their smartphones for “smart stuff” like emails and all the other business-y stuff that smart people or people just pretending to be smart do. I on the other hand rarely use my smartphone even for calling and texting. I rarely text because I’m just not a fan of it, I find it really exhausting. I only make calls every once in a blue moon unless it’s an emergency, and I also rarely answer my calls since it’s perpetually on silent mode and I’m asleep most of the time when I’m not at work. I use my smartphone not for the phone features but for the applications, I solely use it for entertainment purposes.

Twitter.

Übersocial is the most overused application on my phone. I’m not a twitter addict. No! Never! I can go for days without tweeting, I just love reading the tweets of the awesome people that I follow. And you know there are lots of things happening on twitter. And there are loads of hilarious people on twitter too. It is also a very special place, where regular people become celebrity and celebrity becomes regular people.

Facebook.

Not a Facebook addict either, I don’t go updating my FB status every 10 minutes like most people do. Seriously people, it’s Facebook not Twitter! If you want to update your status every 10 minutes or less get a twitter account. Like twitter I used Facebook to get “updated” with my friends’ lives. With Facebook I don’t have to ask my friends anything. They simply tell me who they’re dating, what they’re doing, what they’re dating and who they’re doing. See? It’s like my very own E! channel.

NY Times Crossword.

I’m not being a smartass here. In fact, I rarely never get the whole puzzle. Sometimes I just get 20 words and 10 of those were filled because of the hint button. But I still love doing the crossword puzzle, makes my brain think or think of ways to cheat. Nevertheless it’s one of the reasons I charged my phone’s battery when it’s drained.

Hangman.

I love playing Hangman, it was the game my best friend and I used to play when we’re having our Math class in high school. Having it on my phone makes me reminisce all the fun I had playing the game. I play it on my phone all the time, but I only play two categories: Geography and movies.

Magic 8 Ball

I make decisions in my life basing on the magic 8 ball’s answers. Kidding! No, I don’t let a virtual ball decide my life, silly, I have an actual magic 8 ball for that. Hahaha! No, it’s definitely not true. I just ask the magic 8 ball for some senseless questions. It keeps me company especially when I’m bored waiting for my shrink’s appointment. If you’re asking why I’m seeing a shrink it’s because of my excessive use of the magic 8 ball. Makes sense right?

Marked Up

I really want to have a tattoo. I've been meaning to have one since I was in college. But I'm just too scared: scared of my mom freaking out, and scared of me freaking out when I see the needle. Do they use more than one needle? I've no idea, but I know a single needle is enough to scare the hell out of me.

What do I do? I guess I'm stuck with temporary tats for now till I get over my fear of needles and till my pain tolerance levels up.

Do you have tattoos? What is it? Or if you want to have one what will it be?

PS Again I'm fully aware that I have no readers and I just want to pretend that I have. Got a problem with that?

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My Guilty Pleasures

Candies.

It’s just right that I put them on top of my list. M&M’s, Toblerone, Cadbury, Jelly Belly, Skittles are my favorite in the world! I don’t care if I’m not PMS-ing. (I read somewhere that chocolates are good for you when PMS-ing, they prevent cramps and headaches during your periods) I eat them on a regular basis. I’ll have them for breakfast or dinner. Not for lunch though, I rarely do lunch. Why I don’t do lunch? That’s an entirely different blog post.

Sleeping.

I need at least 7 hours of sleep a day, if I don’t get that much sleep say hello to Miss Cranky right here. I sleep a lot, and by a lot I mean a whole lot. I can sleep the entire weekend, only leaving my bed to pee. If wearing diapers were classy, I would’ve gladly worn one that way I don’t have to get off from bed.

Books.

I love ‘em. I used to have a vast collection of books but there are just some friends that don’t know how the concept of returning the stuff you borrow works. So, I’m only left with half of what I used to have.

Reading Gossip Sites.

I am so not proud of this but if some people need a cup of coffee in the morning to start their day, this is what I do. I want a cup of Josh Duhamel with a teaspoon of Zac Efron please. And I also want to stay updated with the lives of my celebrity girl crushes and secretly wish I’m one of them too. A girl can dream, right?

Shopping.

This is one guilty pleasure that I actually feel guilty after doing. I used to shop impulsively and when I get home I beat myself up for buying stuff that I don’t actually need or want. Just because they’re on sale doesn’t always mean that you have to buy them.

Sex and the City.

This is borderline comfort and junk food for my soul. I can’t get enough of these girls ladies and the city. I can relate to each one of them. I’m Carrie, with a teaspoon of Charlotte, a tablespoon of Miranda and a dash of Samantha.

Writing.

When I feel sad, I write, when I feel happy, I write. In fact I don’t have to feel anything to want to write. I write all the time. I keep a little notebook in my purse to write my thoughts or just anything. I’ve got tons of write ups back home which consist of unfinished stories, notes to myself, senseless and pointless whatever. Name it I have written it. Re-reading those stuff made me realized two things. I’m really bad at writing poems and I have neat and really good penmanship.

What are your guilty pleasures? Please share them.

PS I am definitely aware that I only have 5 readers who rarely comments. But I just love pretending I have lots. It’s my blog anyway, I can write whatever I want.

Felices Compleaño Mommy Lory

My mommy Lory is the one in red, with her signature glasses. These are her "paparazi shots". Hahaha

Today is a very special day, it's the birthday of my mommy Lory, my maternal grandmother. My mommy and I can't stay in a room without arguing but I love her no matter what, and I know she feels the same for me. Mommy is old-fashioned when it comes to raising kids, I happen to know this because I've lived with my grandparents from second grade till I graduated high school. There were lots of rules in the house that needed to be followed. No TV after dinner, lights off at 9 during school nights, practice playing the piano after school and weekends, no partying, no hanging out with friends after school, no slouching and the list goes on... Some of these I sort of followed but I think it is normal for a teenager to rebel. I sneaked out of the house every chance that I got, I read inside my closet with a flashlight after 9PM so that she won't notice any light from my room. I make up school projects or anything school related just so I can get out of the house at night and hang out with my friends. During those years all I ever wanted was to get out of high school and start college right away just so I could be free.

Don't get me wrong, I wasn't living a Cinderella-like life before she met prince charming, in fact it's the opposite. I was showered with love and care by my mommy, my grandparents tried to give me everything that I needed and wanted. They paid for my school trips, trips with my friends to the city, and all the stuff that my mom won't buy me because it's not "necessary". I didn't realize all the things she did for me. In my teenage mind my definition of freedom is hanging out with my friends and partying with them as often as I want.

Looking back, I thank my mommy for everything, for all the things she did for me. I thank her for teaching me how to play the piano. For the summer and Christmas vacations, for all the fashion advice she gave me. Did I tell you that she was and is still a good dresser? My mommy dresses up even when she' got nowhere to go. And all the other "trade secrets" she told me. I know I won't be who I am today without her love and guidance.

I miss my mommy so much, I only see her once or twice a year but even when we rarely see each other, we still argue. I think that's just the way we are.

I love you mommy Lory! Happy 78th Birthday.

Qs & As

I'm not in the mood to write something sensible here. I just want to share with you some stuff I read from one of the blogs I follow. I try to answer the questions like I am on an interview, or not.

Name: Kristin Ann

Where you’re from: A little coastal town in the Zamboanga peninsula in the Philippines, called Margos.

Sexuality: Straight. But I have quite a handful of celebrity girl crushes.

Sex: Female.Age: 26, there I said it!

Biggest Passion: I love reading, but I think know that I love writing more. It is what I always wanted to do when I was kid. I would write poems, no not poems, I suck at writing poetry, I would just write about anything, but not poems. I’ve written plays that we got to perform at school, and my most prized possession was the typewriter that wasn’t even mine. Well, it was my aunt’s but I kept on borrowing it from her that it made its residency at my room official.

Biggest turn on: I have quite a fascination for men with glasses, I’m attracted to men who look smart and are really smart. When I see a guy who has his glasses on, I would melt. But I draw the line between sexy geek and just plain nerd looking.

Single/Taken: Single. I am very single, don’t ask me for how long I won’t tell you but it is longer than you expected. The reason for this I think is that I have “single forever” tattooed on my forehead. I don’t plan on being single forever but I just don’t want to settle for the douches hanging around.

Biggest dream: I have lots of dreams. I want to be a published writer, I want to write a book and actually published it, I also want to be the next editor of Vogue (when are you retiring Anna Wintour?). Host my own TV show. Be a rock star and win a Grammy, be an actress and you guess it right… bag an Oscar for acting, and screenplay. Tour the world, mostly Europe. And live in NYC.

I’ve no idea how am I going to make all these happen, but I’ll be happy if I just get to live the last one. I’ve been dreaming of New York ever since I first laid my eyes on a NY postcard. I would kill to be having coffee on a Sunday while doing the NY Times crossword in a teeny tiny coffee shop in Manhattan, and I would take the blaring sirens at night and take the subway just to be able to live in New York.

Favorite colour: White, black and gray. My closet is forever on a winter mode, though we don’t have winter in this part of the world.

Favorite drink: When I started watching Sex and the City I didn’t have an idea what Cosmopolitan tastes like and why Carrie and her posse loved it, but when I got to try it, it was love at first sip.

Favorite type of music: Alternative rock and some pop songs, but definitely no boybands.

Favorite band: The Script

Favorite singer: Natasha Bedingfield and Adele

Favorite tv show: Sex and the City, I always see myself hanging out with them, the younger versions of them or the older version of me hanging out with them.

Favorite actor: Hugh Grant. I love British guys, they look so dapper and dashing.

Favorite actress: Audrey Hepburn, Helen Hunt.

Favorite movie: Breakfast at Tiffany’s, A Love Affair

Favorite books: Wuthering Heights

Something random: I am good at packing. I can pack and still be organized even though I only have 30 minutes to pack for a week’s trip. And I’m also addicted to NY Time’s crossword puzzle app on my phone.