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Although maybe not all these are applicable to us. lol
Here’s a great a great example of a framily, three of my college girl cousins during a drinking session in our grandma’s place. They’ll kill me for posting this picture, will probably try to edit it so they don’t look so wasted but they’ll fail cos they can’t do that here and so they’ll just cuss at me next time I see them.
(they'll kill me for posting this pic)
Agressive, huh?
Saw the movie @ on 3D IMAX @ SM City last night, and it was soooo worth the bucks for the advanced screening.
The plot: was kinda that subtle save-the-world-get-the-girl-guy-and-his-car/friend-and-guy-and-his-guy-issues. Yes, a plot we’ve seen countless times. But as one of my fave authors said, those are just the details. Now the story, that’s something else. This was exactly that.
New characters: With Transformers 3,this is undoubtedly the new girlfriend. I think the new girl is pretty gorgeous. Not to diss Megan Foxx, kudos to her for bringing in more to the girlfriend role in the first two transformers movies, but Rosie Whitely is like Megan Foxx with more class, I’d say. Anyway, I like it that she was able to pack in just the right amounts of sexy, playful, class and even some seriousness in the character. Not all hot and bothered and sexy like the girlfriend characters in the last two movies. This one’s like a breath of fresh air that you didn’t know you needed. I don’t think anyone thought the first girlfriend character needed any tweaking until Carly.
Yes, McDreamy was there but I don’t think Patrick Dempsey can play the sleazy bad guy half as well as he can play the heart of gold surgeon. A bit of a disappointment.
John Malkovich was there as well. This actor is incredible and I’m a huuuuge fan. That’s why I found myself wishing he had a bigger part in this installment. Well, maybe next time.
New bots: tons! the ickle ones get to see action, in fact play quite a big role though no one in the movie was aware of it. Unsung heroes, as it were.
Shockwave is this uber heavyweight decepticon which Optimus Prime destroys. No surprise there.
Then there’s Sentinel, whose supposed to be the robot version of Einstein and the Autobot leader. We later on find out that he turns out to be traitor and was on his way to rendezvous with Megatron when he crash landed in the moon (ours) and Megatron crash landed on Earth. Yeah, this installment is all about our planet, our moon, us.
And the graphics: it was absolutely, positively, all around AWESOME. For every few minutes, all throughout the movie. I’m not a really big fan of IMAX or 3D, I thought super clear visuals and hyper sound was already great and didn’t see the need for something else. But IMAX 3D was built for this movie, so yes, splurge on this.
All in all, I’d say Michael Bay’s best yet.
Oh, and aside from the food pack (which doesn’t qualify as pack as it didn’t include drinks), they gave out Transformers buttons at the end of the movie. Ever lucky in these kinds of things, I was the only one to get a Bumblebee one in our party. Yay!
“Someone to count on, as well as being so much more. Someone with whom I relax and just hang out with, have fun and share my innermost thoughts, deep dark secrets, lofty and noble goals, and hopes, joys, and fears.”
I’ve got something for you which I’ll give you when we meet up again this week. Something to remember by. But I will best remember you in my mind and in my heart, when I remember the places we visited, the ‘first’ experiences, the priceless laughter and fun:
1. The long drive to region III was the first out of town long drive I’ve ever had with just one friend. It was laid back, relaxed and fun, and we also had our first face-to-face (for lack of better term) encounter with the automated toll ticketing machine.
2. First time I saw you sing onstage, with lights and all, was @this place in Davao. And boy, not only did she take one for the team, she owned it!
3. I love it that your first time in Boracay was shared with me! Until we actually got to the beach, I thought you were just kidding about it being your first trip to Bora. That trip was one not just for the books, but for the movies: the friend that can’t swim first out on the water for the reef-walk, kayaked, rode a speedboat, shopped, rocked the beach, ate all the fruits and food we can in the gazeboo dangling over the water and lounged in the comfort of our first class room @the Boracay West Cove. After all the care our visit coordinator took, there was immediately the missed flight, the heart-rattling mishap, recovery, fellow adventurers @the airport and finally, the flight home. A full trip all in all, and a priceless one.
3. Spent our first visist of quaint Bohol for the first time together. Had a v early swim in the sea in our undies (yes we did, D with socks on for some reason) had breakfast at the hut floating over the water, had lunch at the floating river, had our pictures taken with the precious Tarsiers in our hands, had our fill of flower salad, shopped @Bohol Bee Farm, dared with millions of bees, saw the man-made forest and of course, rode a freaking broomstick over the chocolate hills which we found out were not chocolatey at all!
4. Heights were my kryptonite. They still are. But somehow, you got me to cross an actual f*****g hanging bridge @Baguio! I’ll never forget that, and I’m not quite sure I’ve forgiven you for it yet either!
5. We spent hours in a heated pool in Laguna in the Holiday season so you can practice swimming, and you’d still drown in a can of water! This was also the longest videoke-fest I’ve ever experienced – 7PM to 7AM non-stop.
6. Do you remember how all of us girls took shots of tequila then ran to the pool, back for another round of shots, and back again to the pool @Island Cove? I don’t know why we did this since you can’t swim, and it was quite some distance to the pool.
7. I would never have had my first ever true blue, as real as it gets trekking and camping trip if it weren’t for you urging me on – thank you for that. I’ve never fully appreciated the grandeur and scope and awesome beauty of nature since then. Up a mountain, the punishing way down, through rivers and forest – you got me through all that! City girl like me wouldn’t have survived that. I’ve said it a million times since then: you’re one kickass trekker/camper, D.
8. Remember how we shopped for clothes for us (but mostly for you) to wear on a night out? hahah. Even had my mom and sister there w us. That day was as simple as it can get – drinking iced tea on my bed while we talked of clothes, shopping. But it was all the more special because we did it together.
9. D, last night @videoke, you proved again that you’re one crazy woman.
10. I love that we can hang out with different circles of friends with completely different orientations and views in life, how we can go from Fridays to seaside dampa, and still have great fun.
11. It amazes me how problems seem so easy and solvable (is that a word? hahah) when we sit down and talk it over.
12. Jogging on the rooftop had never been more funny than when I jogged the rooftop with you. Truly.
13. We should have followed your HOT concept on Ignite the Mind. We really should have. We would probably have set some buildings on fire if we did, but it would have kicked ass, and we would most definitely have been immortalized.
14. I don’t and never will regret putting an airsoft gun in your hands.
15. Most of all I love how we can just spend time quiet time together with coffee, and it would be good, and we would be content.
I’m never saying good bye to you for you’re part of my life and I of yours, but I will say see you in the flesh really soon, D.
Last year I did something I always dreamt of doing but never actually thought of doing: I went on a trekking/camping trip.
I’ve done (done as opposed to went being the key here) two kinds of camping before: the in-door girlscout camping held within the school grounds in gradeschool where our houseboy set-up the tent I shared with my friends (basically filled with the portable radio & TV, Nintendo Gameboy and boardgames) and my mother oversaw cooking of our food; and the ‘camping’ my sister and I and MX did at home: within the grounds of the property, with a huge canvas set up by our houseboys as tent (we had that blue light thing that kills mosquitos, an electric fan, a huge huge comforter that we shared, and body pillows) where we would spend the night after we roasted jumbo hotdogs on long sticks and open fire, both prepared by the same houseboys.
Though I played a lot of sports growing up, I was far from what you’d call the outdoorsy nature-girl type. My physical activities leaned towards a couple of hours or an entire day on a court or track or site and then a nice long shower with music blaring from the bathroom speakers and on to the comfort of my bed; besides, I had been trading the hours of good sweat and exercise for good books and hours of sleep the past couple of years. So no, I wasn’t very excited when a friend told me that they’d be revisiting a camping site and that we (me and two other girlfriends) should come along. But as this kind of things go, something’s mentioned to you (and in this case it was pitched) and you shoot it down but it stays at the back of your head and wouldn’t go away. Said girlfriends and I talked about it: D was all for it, A was 50-50, while I was contemplating living without a bathroom, never mind a real bed. The deal was sealed when the guys triumphantly told us that there would in fact be a bathroom, albeit a small one, and that they’d take care of the roughing it part while us girls just take it easy and absorb nature.
The bug started. We had scattered meetings all over the place and over IMs and texts, and acquired trekking shoes and gear. Excitement mounted when the guys ‘briefed’ us that our trip would consist of a night road trip lasting 6 to 7 hours, a thirds of the trekking would be assault (turns out this meant uphill. Airsoft player that I am, you can imagine the funny images of BDUs and guns while trekking that my head came up with here), a third downhill and a third walk on even ground, lunch on a beach, and around an hour and a half on small boats to Nagsasa Cove where we would camp. It was to be a beach with some forest behind it, where there was a waterfall. Credit where it’s due: the guys did give us something to really look forward to.
We were assured and reassured and again that it wasn’t as tough as whatever we were thinking but that we did have to start walking/jogging for around half an hour a day until the trip, which was about two weeks away. A and I did just that, walk/jog, plus some did some weight training and I have to say, I was pleasantly surprised that my guns were still there and functioning although under a thick layer chubbiness (as opposed to fat. Hey, you have to be as politically correct as possible in this civilized time). Whenever we wanted to desert training, the thought of communing with nature and walking through a forest kept us powered. It was going to be a real experience, we agreed, and we want to come home from it not die on a mountain trail.
Early morning before the day of the trip, A and I finally got to sitting down together before a PC to get some info on the trekking (by this time and despite the guys’ assurance, a case of the worries about actually trekking on a mountain were getting through as it was wont to do on city girls). Then a sit on the net told us in loud letters: Mt. Pundaquit @Anawangin is not for beginners. Our jaws dropped as we stared at each other. That was our destination, and we were most definitely beginners. There was a lot of arguing after that (mostly me and A against the instigator guys), but in the end we decided, what the hell.
(to be continued on my next blog. With pictures!)
It’s summer once again and though I think I’ve done a summer essentials blog already, I couldn’t stop myself doing another, not after being out in the sun and seeing people under the sun. Here goes:
Just because it’s hot doesn’t mean you have to look like A) melted ice cream or B) wilted flower (or worse, vegetable). For those who have the time and patience to put on make-up on a daily basis, that’s your business; for those who go as light possible like me, I strongly recommend that you bin those cakes of pressed powder and start collecting your pots of id bareminerals. They’ve got a foundation type loose powder which is to be topped with veil mineral (which gives you a healthy glow. I swear by this), or go straight to the mineral veil like I do. The baremineral is so light you’d forget you had some on. Splurge on the application brush and get a kabuki. Lipstick and gloss finishes the look. For natural shades I prefer Mac or Shu Eumura, for rich reds go for Shiseido; again, for the gloss my top picks are SexyMotherPucker and Mac Lipglass.
L-R: SexyMotherPucker, MacLipGlass, Mac lipstick, ShuEumura lipstick, Shiseido lipstick
To the hair. Tie it with a scarf, put a headband on, whatever you want, just have healthy looking hair. Since I’ve got waves and locks, I tend to ignore products for straight hair and know nothing about it. As for the goddess hair (ahem), Clarins Herbal Essences has one especially for us which comes in a purple bottle in a, you’ve got it, curve; it’s got matching conditioner, which I’ve put on my hair before going out for a swim in the beach with the result that my hair was unbelievably gorgeous even drying under the sun as we feasted on fruits and our suits dried under the sun. For some reason, it succeeded not only in taming my locks but also disciplined them enough so that it looked like I had it set. Now, hair gets really damaged once in a while (too much beach, too much sun, too much bad air, too much stress). You know how you feel like your hair is so filthy from lounging at the beach all day but you’re afraid to soak it in shampoo again as that’d most definitely dry them out? When you find yourself in this situation again, run to hair specialty shop and grab a bottle of Brown Rice shampoo. Even better if you can grab a bottle of Brown Rice conditioner with that. Works every single time.
L-R Clarins Herbal Essences Totally Twisted Conditioner, Brown Rice Shampoo and Conditioner
If you find you havent got an inch to spare in your bags, seriously, this is the answer to your prayers. Dolce Light Blue (yes, light blue, we owe whoever put this scent together) body wash/gel/shampoo/soap that can literally fit in your pockets. Seriously.
Now, if you find yourself on the move a lot, like I do, and you worry that you haven’t got enough clothes and stuff but if you pack any more you’d have to travel on a truck, this is my must haves: slippers. You can buy flipflops anywhere at all so buy that when you get to where you’re going (my personal fave are Speedo’s and Roxy; great on the feet and comes in nice colours), but do bring a comfy pair that you can use even on malls and yes, if you’ve got enough of the it factor you can even wear it on a night out at the beach – however sexy it may look, don’t, and I can’t stress this enough, don’t go barefeet. People spit on the sand and I’m not even going into what kids do on the sand. This is where Birkenstocks come in – it’s heaven sent; the style and colour to go for depends on your style. My first one was white, so was the second and the third and so on and so fourth. Decided to go pink couple of years ago and then back to white, but you know Birks, they last forever so the 5k is totally worth it and my pink Birkis refuse to retire – and I use it practically everyday.
my only Birks which isn't white. I may have mixed feelings about this; Years old and it refuses to retire.
Bag. Aside from the one containing your clothes, you’ve got to have a spare which will hold all your essentials like wallet, mobile, ipod, lipstick, face spritz etc. Since it’s summer backpack isn’t such a mortal sin, so long as you pick ‘em carefully. I suggest white. If you’re standing by your highschool promise of never getting caught in a backpack again, I find denim hand bags ideal. Denims always has that casual feel to it, remember. Others opt for the more famous body bag, which I find so cute, not to mention so very practical. As usual, pick ‘em with care. Bags can make or break the whole look and different people get away with different kinds.
I've tons of bags; even I'm not sure how many I have, only that my most faves are in an especially made cabinet and the rest are hung on the wall in the hall outside my bedroom door. My father says if I sell them I can buy a second car, but I can't wear a car
Bling. Just because its summer and you’re travelling light and channelling an Asian goddess doesn’t mean that you have to go to night outs on the beach without a single piece of bling. My diamond cross necklace goes with anything and sparkles like nothing on night outs at the beach; strongly suggest you get something similar. Also, this season, go for some boldness. This ring with purple stones on purple setting is all the boldness I’ve ever needed for times like this (though it isn’t exactly mine, but borrowed from my mother’s jewellery cabinet. It’s not like she’ll miss it and it’s been so very useful to me). It’s such a whole bling on its own that it absolutely goes with anything else I’m wearing. If you’re wearing tops that leave most of your chest bare, put the bling on your neck with a statement pendant. Remember, this is best served with two helpings of attitude. And it’s so much fun to wear stuff like these, especially because we don’t usually get to wear ‘em on regular days without looking like go-go dancers. For those whose been living under a rock during the past weeks, bling also goes on your hair. Strongly suggest that you minimize everything else when you do put bling on your hair. Best thing about these clips is that it really brings out the woman in you, and draws attention to our locks. It just doesn’t look as gorgeous on straight hair but the world isn’t fair, deal with it.
gorgeous, aren't they. can you just imagine wearing this on a night out in a beach...
if that isn't girly, I dont know what is
Sunglasses. I usually wear my fancy oversize sunglasses from YSL, so this summer I’m bringing my old favourite back: Juliet, from Oakley. They come in different combinations, mine has a titanium frame and fire lenses. These things are sturdy as hell, useful like the devil and just as flashy. I’ve driven in these just as the sun is rising, while it’s high up in the sky, while its on the way down – and I still get clear vision. I’ve played basketball wearing this, driven kart, gone swimming – and still! Although it may seem kinda heavy when you weigh it in your hands, once you wear it it really does wrap around your eyes and head and it stays there no matter what you do. It’s just so useful and perfect that you’d forget you were sunglasses. If I can have only one pair of sunglasses all my life, it would be this, and it’d probably last a lifetime too. Juliet (the one for guys is called Romeo) came out at around summer of 1999, the year I got mine by fluke, and wore it almost all year long in 2000, freshman year in college and it rocked. And now, it still rocks. That’s getting your moneys worth. Five stars for this one.
Romeo isn't the only one who loves this Juliet
Cap. Mine are I generally mementos (tributes to my F1 racing loves Mika Hakinnen and Kimi Raikkonen of McLaren) and I find wearing caps and hats a bit constricting not to mention hot not to mention is messes up your ‘do. But as they say, pick your poison and my sister wears caps whenever the sun’s hot and she’s in rugged enough clothing and three quarters of the worlds population wear caps so I guess there’s some good here. Whether its the sporty baseball cap or fishersman’s, I suggest you pick one you feel most comfortable in, which also goes with what your wearing. For heavens sake that may be a Coach fisherman’s style cap but does it go with a white eyelet summer dress, really. Also, never forget that not everyone can wear hats and pull it off. Wearing a hat requires a lot of the wearer. Seriously. You gotta wear the hat, not the other way around. You need a specific attitude that goes with said hat, a certain nonchalance and confidence that yes, that hat looks fab on you and you know it and should someone else try it on, no, they would not be able to totally pull it off quite like you do. So yes, hats are not for the fainthearted, you were warned. That said, I like hats but haven’t mustered enough fabulosity to actually wear a debutante style one outside our property. Everyone’s got an Eleanor, said debutante style hat is mine.
The Mika cap, which I'm seriously contemplating putting in a glass case
Kimi cap, which I probably will encase in glass
Most important: tan. Assuming your Filipina like me, or Malaysian or Thai, this isn’t a problem for you. However, if you aren’t any of the above, you can either A) Get it all natural with the risk of having prune-like skin in ten years and then on to skin cancer B) go to tanning spa, just make sure its a really good one you want to be glowing gold not orange, or C) DIY with a tanning spray. Highly recommended is ModelCo, but nothing beats the real thing which stays all year long, doesn’t streak and doesn’t cost a cent.
Almost as important: music. You can’t walk into the beach looking like venus walking off the shore when some idiot is playing Offspring’s Pretty Fly on the giant speakers. Not modern Asian Goddess. Neither is Kardinal Offishal’s Dangerous (though I personally like this one. Come to that, Pretty Fly isn’t bad either, not if – again – you can pull it off. Time and again: It’s all in the attitude). Each song has their own feel; you wanna rock not scare everyone away, be fun without come off as a working girl. There’s reggae, you just gotta watch what the song is actually saying. My never-fail (which isn’t reggae, though I have to admit I love the sound of reggae): Smooth by Santana and Rob Thomas. Never fails. Six stars.
Now go off and live the life you love!
Someone saved a copy of this on one of my USBs about a year ago – encountering it during a search for a video of Ice Age 3 was a nice surprise. I don’t know the names of the characters or who made them or what for, but they’ve got a couple of videos on youtube and they’re adorable, cute and funny!
See for yourselves:
You know that song thats always in your head as a kid? The one about the lion in the jungle? (I couldn’t forget this as papa bought kuya’s kid a lion that sings this a couple of Christmases ago). Here’s a video of the cute animals I was talking about going on about their version of the song – well, they’re video version of the song, to be more exact:
Here’s something I’m absolutely sure everyone knows – that background sound that plays when the sharks are coming! Immortalized by Jaws (had nightmares about this for a couple of years as a kid, one or two now and again – hey, at least I’m big enough to admit it!), and now every movie that has a shark in it plays this background sound, except maybe with Shark Attack… oh wait, they have it as well!
And here’s their take on rock anthem Rock You – rocks! heh heh…
As one of the major characters is a dog and their doing music vidoes… you’ve got it, Who Let The Dogs Out:
‘Course you can’t forget Aretha…
They’re just hilarious…!
Just gotta love ‘em!
Whoever the people are who made these and for whatever reason – cheers! Thanks for creating them, even more for posting them. You guys just made a couple thousand of people smile and laugh 
Hope there’s more comin’…..
So you’ve heard of poems and you’ve given one or two to people who are important to you and / or you’ve received one or two from people who think you important to them. I’d bet you’ve heard of Shakespeare and Chaucer (though you probably prefer the former as Chaucer is a bit vulgar for his time). Though I love the works of both poets, my all-time favorite poem was written by someone else, Pablo Neruda, one of favorite literary writers.
If you haven’t been to a poetry reading (it’s not a very big thing here in Manila, but if you were lucky enough to have gone to my College then you spent some time on this and, hopefully, appreciated it), now is the time to go to one. An advice to first timers: never mind all the other people there, and listen with your heart. Sometimes I close my eyes when listening to a poetry reading, but this isn’t necessary. Finding a good reader is hard, and you’d know you found one when, after listening to the poem, you find that you felt the poem instead of heard (how good or bad) the reader. So here’s my favorite poem, ‘Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines’, from Il Postino, read by Andy Garcia – whose not just gorgeous but also one of the best readers out there - listen and judge for yourself. Enjoy!
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example,’The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.’
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that’s certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another’s. She will be another’s. Like my kisses before.
Her voide. Her bright body. Her inifinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that’s certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my sould is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.
Saw this video of Kimi Räikkönen posted on youtube – it’s adorable! – called Real Wild Child. That’s the title of the track that’s playing as well, performed by Josie and the Pussycats.
I don’t really like the Pussycat Dolls much – all right, I don’t really like them at all mainly because of the well… kinda skanky feel they go for, and the first songs they put out…! Well, let’s just say it strengthened my negative perception of them and I’ve been pro kickass femmes for a long time. But this latest song of theirs, love it! Here are the words and the video, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do:
(Jai Ho)
(Jai Ho)I got (I got) shivers (shivers),
When you touch away,
I’ll make you hot,
Get all you got,
I’ll make you wanna say (Jai Ho)
(Jai Ho)
I got (I got) fever (fever),
Running like a fire,
For you I will go all the way,
I wanna take you higher (Jai Ho)
I keep it steady
Cuz steady is how I feel it.
This beat is heavy, so heavy,
You gon feel it.
(Jai Ho)You are the reason that I breathe,(Jai Ho)
You are the reason that I still believe,(Jai Ho)
You are my destiny,
Jai Ho! Uh-uh-uh-oh!
(Jai Ho)No there is nothing that can stop us(Jai Ho)
Nothing can ever come between us,(Jai Ho)
So come and dance with me,
Jai Ho! (oohh)
Catch me, catch me, catch me, come and catch me,
I want you now,
I know you can save me, come and save me,
I need you now.
I am yours forever, yes, forever,
I will follow,
Anywhere in anyway,
Never gonna let go.
Jai Ho
(Jai Ho) Escape (escape) away (away),
I’ll take you to a place,
This fantasy of you and me,
I’ll never lose the chase. (Jai Ho)
Yeaahhhh (Jai Ho) Yeaahhhh
I can (I can) feel you (feel you),
Rushing through my veins,
There’s an notion in my heart,
I will never be the same.
(Jai Ho)Just keep it burnin’, yeah baby,
Just keep it comin’, (Jai Ho)
You’re gonna find out, baby,
I’m one in a million.
(Jai Ho)You are the reason that I breathe,(Jai Ho)
You are the reason that I still believe,(Jai Ho)
You are my destiny,
Jai Oh! Uh-uh-uh-oh!
(Jai Ho)No there is nothing that can stop us(Jai Ho)
Nothing can ever come between us(Jai Ho)
So come and dance with me,
Jai Ho! (oohh) (You and me, it’s destiny)
Catch me, catch me, catch me, come and catch me,
I want you now,
I know you can save me, come and save me,
I need you now.
I am yours forever, yes, forever,
I will follow,
Anywhere in anyway,
Never gonna let go.
Jai Ho (Yeeeaaahh), Jai Ho (Yeeeaaahh), Jai Ho
I need you,
Gonna make it,(Jai Ho)
I’m ready,
So take it!
(Jai Ho)You are the reason that I breathe,(Jai Ho)
You are the reason that I still believe,(Jai Ho)
You are my destiny,
Jai Oh! Uh-uh-uh-oh!
(Jai Ho)No there is nothing that can stop us,(Jai Ho)
Nothing can ever come between us,(Jai Ho)
So come and dance with me,
Jai Ho! (oohh) (You and me, it’s destiny)
Jai Ho!
Baila baila!
Baila baila!
Jai Ho!
Baila baila!
Jai Ho!
Remember a couple of months ago when news that Chris brown beat up Rihanna first came out? – Of course you do, everyone does, right. Anyhoo. I’d been driving to the office that day when the news came up at the Morning Rush, my initial reaction was (with wide eyes) ‘whuuut?!!’, as I turned the sound up. 1. Chris Brown had that apple pie image, rare for black guy, right, but there it was; 2. Rihanna?! Seriously, who would hit Rihanna? Everyone loves her!; 3. It’s the freakin’ twenty-second century, are we still so barbaric that someone would hit his girlfriend unconscious and leave her in the car on the highway? That day I stopped listening to Chris Brown songs, which was kinda hard since I like his sound, and started keeping an ear out for further news about this (haven’t been up to par on celeb news since my Teen Beat and Tiger Beat days – hey, we all went through the post-adolescent-Jonathan-Jackson phase!). And yes, when Jay-z supposedly said ‘Chris Brown is a dead man walking’, I cheered him on; and I absolutely laughed my head off at news of Chris Brown in hiding during the pre-trials (from Jay-z, probably).
Imagine my annoyance when Rihanna supposedly got back together with him in spite of the encouraging, rallying kind of support people from all around had been giving her to be the spokesperson for battered girlfriends/wives/women in general, even Oprah was supposedly a bit miffed since she’d openly voiced out support for the pop princess.
However, a couple of days ago, saw a news that said it looked like Rihanna was getting back together with a former boyfriend from Barbados, and I thought to myself ‘good for her’.
Then some minutes ago Morning Rush news reports that Rihanna has a new song, with Lady Gaga, and no less than Timbaland is rumored have had a major hand in it, which, in the main, hits out at Chris Brown. I went ‘yes!’ on this one. Here are the lyrics:
Your callin me more than ever now that were done
Two keys back to my place we were havin no fun
But your not ok telling me you miss my face
I remember when you would say you hate my waist
I said im not coming back its it
You fooled me once but you cant have that ego turning
Just to bad for you that when you had me
Didnt know what to do shes over you
Cause you had a good girl good girl girl
Thats a keeper k-k-k-k-keeper
You had a good girl good girl but
Didnt know how to treat her t-t-t-t-treat her (treat her)
So silly boy get out my face (my face)
Why do you like the way regrets taste?
So silly boy get out my hair my hair
(get outta here)
No I dont want you no more (get outta here)
Silly boy (silly boy)
Why you acting silly boy?
Silly boy boy (boyboy)
Acting acting silly boy?
You comin with those corny lines
Cant live without me
Ill get some flowers for the day that you are buried
No people make mistakes
But I just think your ass is fake
Only thing I want from you is for you to (stay away)
I said im not coming back its it
You fooled me once but you cant have that ego turning
Just to bad for you that when you had me
Didnt know what to do shes over you
Cause you had a good girl good girl girl
Thats a keeper k-k-k-k-keeper
You had a good girl good girl but
Didnt know how to treat her t-t-t-t-treat her (treat her)
So silly boy get out my face (my face)
Why do you like the way regrets taste?
So silly boy get out my hair my hair
(Get outta here)
No I dont want you no more (get outta here)
No more no more no more (nooo ooohhh)
(oooh)
Silly boy (silly boy)
Why you acting silly boy?
Silly boy boy (boyboy)
Acting acting silly boy?
Silly boy (silly boy)
Why you acting silly boy?
Silly boy boy (boyboy)
Acting acting silly boy?
(yeahhh)
So silly boy get out my face (my face)
Why do you like the way regrets taste?
So silly boy get out my hair my hair
(Get outta here)
No I dont want you no more (get outta here)
Silly boy (silly boy)
Why you acting silly boy?
Silly boy boy (boyboy)
Acting acting silly boy?
The actual song doesn’t sound as good as I though it would, but lyrics still kickass. Here’s to Rihanna!
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