To Da Beat, Y'all

Well look what we have here. So, I'm assuming that hiphop dance is becoming more popular in Manila to warrant Nike Philippines to use it in their marketing?

Based on what I've seen on TV, I think hiphop in the Philippines is still not hiphop. I describe it is as "too much jumping" (and if I see the "Follow the Leader" dance number one more time, I think I'm going to throw up. I seriously can do the steps for the chorus now, thanks to repeated performances by the SCQ contestants!). The Manoeuvres and Hotlegs have it. I don't think the Streetboys have it, but Jhong Hilario and Spencer Reyes do. John Pratts and Maja Salvador are only as good as their respective choreographers. If only I could bring Dancing King to Manila, he would probably be the most popular guy in town (not to mention blow the competition away on Stardance, which sucks in my opinion...can't we just bring back Keep on Dancing?).

In 2002, it was only Powerdance who was offering hiphop classes and it was so expensive that I didn't even think twice about passing it up. Hopefully, hiphop won't be a conyo hobby because I'd like to see the style blow up and be more mainstream for the masses. It sure would do the collegiate cheerdance competitions some good.

So please, put away those Von Dutch trucker hats for now (actually, burn them!) and work on the choreography and attitude instead. Werk it.

And speaking of hiphop, when I said I wanted to do something that I love after 5 p.m., I meant for that to be dancing. Can someone explain to me why I have two freelance graphic design projects to work on? Is God telling me something again? ;P

For No One

Another year has passed. Once again, I'm a stronger woman because of it. ;P

Did any of you watch The Buzz on Sunday? People in Manila, I know for a fact that most of you have enough connections to be able to get Papa Christian to sing to me on my birthday this year just like what he did for Kris. I also want him to tell me what his birthday wish is for me and in turn, ask me what my birthday wish is, to which I shall reply, "To marry you!" Make it happen, people! You have 6 months! LoL.

And to alleviate myself from all the anger I felt when I read my future brother-in-law's Feb. 14 entry, here I go...

Where in those 8 stages of being single does "acceptance" fall under? To tell you the truth, I think I've gone through those 8 stages many times already and now I'm in the acceptance stage. There comes a point in one's life when you have to hold your hands up and say, "I surrender." Of course, I was crying when I did that, but hey, let's not go into the nitty gritty details! LoL.

There's really no one. People don't believe me, but really, there's no one. Trust me. For someone who works 7 days a week, that's not surprising, but even if I tried to mix business with pleasure, there's really no one to meet through work. Through family, I don't have the same taste as my cousins here so that's out of the picture. Through friends, all of them have moved away so anyone they would know would be from out-of-state as well. Sure, a date or two in Manila will happen, but reality-wise, those boys won't be able to move to Seattle to be with me...especially not with the tighter immigration laws since 9/11. LoL.

Crush-wise, out of all showbiz personalities in this whole world (Bayong and Ken Zhu included!), Christian is really the only one I would consider dating in real life (How many times do I have to declare this on my website! LoL). And it's not really him per se, but just the qualities about him. If I could just find "The Basics" in a man here in Seattle, I would be all set.

My point is simply (for the record!) that I don't feel any bitterness, anger, cynicism, or desperation. If there was any possibility that there was a guy in Seattle who have all the qualities that I'm looking for, then maybe, I would feel those emotions.

You can't really do much if you don't have anything to work with. You can't build a castle if there is no sand. You can't find something that doesn't exist. Hence, you just have to accept the situation as it is and try to make do with what you do have...in this case, me, myself, and I. But it doesn't mean that I can't sing lipsync my heart out when this song comes on:

Love Song for No One
by John Mayer

Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here

Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking for
I'll know it
When I see you
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here

I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
You'll be so good
You'll be so good for me

-end of sawi entry

The Grinch

::hiding under the covers::

Be back tomorrow. Go mingle amongst yourselves for now. LoL.

Calling It Quits

You know, sometimes doing the right thing doesn't always feel good. Here's the problem: When I hate dislike someone, I want that person out of my life. I don't want to see him, I don't want to hear him, I don't want to receive lame excuses from him, I don't want to have anything to do with him (Why did I suddenly write "him"?! LoL. Sorry, just an old habit!). It's my whole "Don't waste eachother's time" philosophy.

So you could just imagine how much pain I'm going through right now: I still have three more weeks until my resignation date of March 4. Just trying to get past this first week was hard enough so I don't know how I will survive the next three. I thought, "Hey, we're updating our visitor's guide, let me stick around to help out since we already lost one person in the office." Well, I should've known that a little bit of selfishness goes a long, long way. People, save me!

Anyway, since we're on this topic already and I need to create a love-related post, here we go. Contrary to popular belief, I don't get bitter at this time of the year. Really, I don't. Most of the time, I just get pissy. Why? Because during this time of the year, I get a letter, an e-mail, an instant message, a guestbook entry, just something from someone from my past. On Saturday, I received such a thing. People, I truly believe that there are A LOT of people in this world. In the Philippines alone, there's an overpopulation problem, okay? I'm sure you can find a new friend somewhere, somehow. We don't need to rekindle anything. Please don't contact me because it's a waste of time. Like I said many times before, I may be single, but I'm not desperate. Most importantly, I'm not dumb enough to go back to someone who didn't know how to value a good thing when he had it.

And because I finally ignored what was going on her music video and was able to read the lyrics on MYX to appreciate the song, let me dedicate it to those who may have been affected by today's entry:

Don't Want To Be Your Friend
by Nina

I don't wanna see your face
I don't wanna hear your name
I don't want anything
Just stay away baby
Don't wanna know if you're alright
Or what you're doin' with your life
Don't wanna hear that you'll stay in touch maybe

I'll get just fine
So if you're goin' then darlin' goodbye, goodbye

Don't call me in the middle of the night no more
Don't expect me to be there
Don't think that it will be the way it was before
And I don't think I care
I'm not over you yet
And I don't want to be your friend

I'll forget we ever met
I'll forget I ever let
Ever let you into this heart of mine baby
You just gotta let me be
You gotta keep away from me
'cause all I want to be is just free of you baby
Don't you come around
And say you still care about me
Go now, go now

Don't call me in the middle of the night...

You take it casually, and that's what's killing me
I'll get by just fine
So if you're goin' then darlin' goodbye, goodbye

Don't call me in the middle of the night no more
Don't expect me to be there
Don't think that it will be the way it was before
No, no baby
Don't call me in the middle of the night no more
I don't want to be your friend
Don't think that it will be the way it was before
I don't want to be your friend...

-end of song

Year of the Rooster

Attention commitment-phobes! Look what I found: a very believable excuse to use this year. Just like any harmful weapon, please handle with care.