Monthly Archives: December 2009

Christmassy

We were told to wear something Filipino owing to the theme Pasko sa Nayon, which I didn’t give blessing to.  As usual, the so-called cynical crowd ruled the night. Well, at least I had coconut-made earrings, necklace, and handbag to accentuate the dress. I didn’t have to, but since it’s Christmas, I decided to roll over and play dead.

Here you go.

Apparently, I wasn’t the only one. The rest of the peeps here resemble nothing close to Filipino. I’m talking about ethnic costumes. Didn’t we have enough of that in school oredi?

 

His name is Red. I have red lips. Ergo, “red” my lips. (I can’t believe I’m reposting Lyra’s corniness yet again.)

My team – the Sales Support Team.  Gorgeous, wouldn’t you say?

And the fans. They love me too much.

 

 

[Read the first line.]

Nothing makes us less Filipino. Definitely not the dress. Flaunt it!

 

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Sick Muse

Every so often I’ll be featuring videos of alternative rock bands whom I’ve come to like. Some of which I discovered through some good ol’ friends. And this goes out especially to Peachy and Dawny for introducing me to these effing cool music makers. Here’s Metric for you! Enjoy!

Watch out, Cupid stuck me with a sickness
Pull your little arrows out and let me live my life
You better watch out, Cupid stuck me with a sickness
Pull your little arrows out, let me live my life
The one I better lead, all the blinds are fantasies

And we looked at them eleven ways
You said, “Look at me”, I looked away
And you wrote the song I wanna play
I’ll write you harmony in C

Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Play the lead, play the lead

Watch out Cupid, money is a sick muse
Pull your little arrows out and let me live my life
She said, “I’m with stupid”, money is a sick muse
Pull your little arrows out and let me live my life
The one I better lead, all the blinds are fantasies

And we looked at them eleven ways
You said, “Look at me”, I looked away
And you wrote the song I wanna play
I’ll write you harmony in C

Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Play the lead, play the lead

I’ll write you harmony in C

Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead
Play the lead, play the lead

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