Archive for August, 2010
OMO! Is this a new videoblog from moi? You bet it is! I’ve been back on this whole videoblogging game lately with our Krimmy videos and all. I know, I know, I was MIA last year because I was producing Flippish videos on a daily basis but I kinda wanna make things more “personal” again. This isn’t a travel vlog or a vlog of me eating gross food – this is me telling you that I’m a superstar. A superstar on crack.
First and foremost, before you all freak out, I’m not cheating on my boyfriend. Please. I love the JejeKim too much. This was shot 2 years ago, exactly on the night that Rick Astley did his concert here. Secondly, he’s Eco, one of my most bestest friends ever. If he looks familiar, it’s ’cause you’ve probably seen him before on TV. Or a magazine. Or a billboard. He’s kind of not so much in the country right now.
Sorry to burst your bubble but we do this IRL, even without cameras. We should be on Big Brother or sth.
You know you missed it… I sure did!
In this episode, my dare was to… pretty much survive the day without money or things. How I managed, I have no idea. Also, please keep your comments to yourself if it’s about my weight. I know! I’m not exactly visual impaired! Though I’ve already lost it since the shoot >__<;;;
I want this post to be as candid as possible. No drama, no rhetoric. I may get in trouble for coming out publicly like this but if this can help anyone, then Imma bring it on.
I have quit smoking.
Yes, it may have only been a more than a month but trust me, I don’t think I’m gonna get back on the habit anytime soon. I officially said buhbye to Nicotine (named after parents, Nicholas and Christine LOL I’m so corny pakshet!!!) last June 16, 2010 and I haven’t had even a single puff since. *cues slow applause*
In fairness to the DOH, their yosi kadiri campaign was effective. I was traumatized as a kid then I became exposed to the real world and realized that Joan Rivers looks scarier.
Before I divulge the reason why I quit, let me first share with you my smoking history. I apologize, dear family members, if you’ll chance upon this blog and randomly die of heart attack once you find out that I once smoked cancer sticks like my life depended on them. Worry not, I’ve ended my affair with the cigarette already so your violent reactions won’t do much. And shut your face. You probably smoked once in your life, too so moving on…