A couple of days ago, I watched the movie with my boss and some officemates. No, this is not a review of the film though I must say that it was nice, bittersweet and funny. A chick flick, yes, but it was awesome nonetheless.
I kinda shed a few tears midway til the end. Okay, fine. My boss, who was seated beside me had to shush me down ‘coz I was sorta sobbing… a li’l. Hey! Don’t judge me. I’m emotional, mmkay? And I can relate with one of the characters and I won’t tell you who.
Anyway, I haven’t really read the book yet so this entry is basically just me giving my two cents on this topic. And what authority do I have on the subject? Let’s just say I’ve done my “research” and I have a lot of “friends”.
1. He’s just not that into you
… if you get to sleep with him on the same bed and that’s literally all you do- sleep. No kissing, no smelling of each other’s hair, not even some goddam brushing of elbows. And you wake up the morning after facing the door, and he, the wall.
No, not necessarily a “Very Important Person” (I commute to work, for crying out loud and has to fall in line in CD-R King. We all know how torturous that is, right?).
I’m not a member of the fanclub of Big Bang either. Much as I adore those boys, especially TOP and those fakken gergeous eyes, I just can’t make myself join fanclubs anymore because seriously, too cool old for that. But of course I won’t admit that I’m frothing my mouth at the moment as I watch that Haru-Haru performance for the 11872394th time.
I am a ViP because I’m one of Flippish.com’s Video Producers! Yey! Guess what, we are too full of ourselves so hip that we made (well, it wasn’t my idea, really) promo videos for the three of us!!!
I know. You didn’t expect that. But did you really expect me to do anything else besides flash my boobs? I’m not a boring person, okay? And just in case you may be wondering… I don’t do prohibited drugs and I wasn’t drunk when we shot that.
Anyway, please check out the other ViP’s, too- Chrina Cuna and Jordan Bautista and feel free to spread the flippish love!
And while we’re in the topic of ViP’s and me going naked on the innarnetz… Click to continue »
“Hey! Is it okay if I dance with you? I actually just came from *insert name of another club here* and I went in and saw you. You were so gorgeous, I got star-struck.” Yes, this post was inspired by one of the cheesiest pick-up lines ever said to me. LOL.
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Clubbing is perhaps my favorite form of work out. I don’t really get to dance anymore as much as I did when I was younger so hitting the clubs is an excuse for me to shake what my momma gave me, and in cute/funky/shala outfits at that.
I know, it’s not for everyone. Much as I enjoy going to clubs, there are things that make me tilt my head to the side and go “Eh??” (with a popping animated question mark for full effect). Such as…
1. Guys who are too agressive
Not because a girl is dancing like Beyonce on crack does it mean that you have the right to gyrate your pelvic area on hers. No, it doesn’t work that way. And I don’t understand why some would randomly grab a girl by the waist or hold her hand or smell her neck. A minute of dancing does not make the two of you a couple. And get the drift, please. If she’s putting up her arms and giving you the “WTF, man!” look, or if she just stops dancing all together, it means you can get the fuck away already kthnxbi.
First and foremost, thanks to the staff of Kapuso Mo, Jessica Soho for featuring FunnySexy on their segment about video blogging. Seriously, thank you so very much!
To those who are asking where they can find “THE AUDITION VIDEO” (screen-capped above), you may watch it on flippish.com. Yes, I honestly, sometimes sit down and wonder why I do these things. I mean, it does nothing to my “image ” what effing image are you talking about, Kring? and it just makes people scratch their heads at me. Oh well… Video link after the jump.
-THIS IS A VERY SELF-INDULGENT POST WITH LOTS OF PHOTOS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK-
The title is already a clear give-away that this blog post is about the Queen City of the South, Cebu.
So 4 of my closest friends and I spent a weekened there last January 23-25 as a despedida trip for our dear Renan aka Rambo aka Janno Gibbs. He’s migrating to the land of kangaroos and Vegiemites for good, sometime this year and a drunken Friday night at Gerry’s Trinoma just won’t do the trick.
And so we vowed to make this trip a blast and boy, we sure did.
starring: Ram, Wil, Kring, Selda and Tracy (taking the phot0)
Day 1
If there is one thing you need to know about me and my friends, it’s that we never shut up. We just look at each other and randomly laugh. Like a bunch of idiots. 15 years of friendship can do that to you (except with Tracy, whom we’ve met just a couple of months ago). Honestly, I’m even surprised we weren’t asked to jump off the plane.
Anyway, from the Mactan airport, we took cabs to the bus station for our trip up north to Bantayan Island. I was never a fan of ordinary buses because bitch, those grime and dust aren’t very friendly to my face. But I didn’t really have much of a choice. So I was told that we were going to take the Series Bus Liner until midway through the trip, I read the signage on the side of the bus and it said CERES. I felt really really bad after that.
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