The Blogger is an Owner...

...of a brand new, hot and fresh out of the oven, 5th Gen. iPod! I'd like to dish a shout out to old Makoy, who, without special powers to create Presidential Decrees during his notorious dictator-regime, none of this would have happened. Thank God for creating 13 months in a payroll-year!

Now, after all is said and done, I'm out of cash even before the Holidays begin. Shoot. I should have settled for one of these:

The Blogger is a Dancer

CHAMPIONS! The AOL sales program brought home the title of GIGSTER CHAMPS in the recently concluded SBU-GA (SALES BUSINESS UNIT GENERAL ASSEMBLY) and rightfully so. In a competition of sing and dance repertoire, the AOL Sales program battled with 4 other sales programs who equally gave outstanding performances worthy of applause. AOL's number however, was too much of a concourse for them to go up against. The ensemble comprised of songs both old and new namely, Falling, the popular ballad and classic often so mimicked, Ne-yo's Sexy Love, Buttons by the pussycat dolls, I'm Coming Out, the disco classic, and Last Dance by Donna Summers that capped the set. Each piece was sung live and was consorted with raging dance numbers rendered by boys, girls and of course, gays, but the most paramount accompaniment of all was a comical mime interpretation of each of the songs' lyrics and dance numbers. The x-factor, which enthused the whole crowd, was no doubt the effeminate mime.


NOTE: Drawing the loudest cheers was the boys' HIP-HOP dance rendition of Sexy Love, spearheaded by no other than yours truly. (It's my blog isn't it?)üüü

This Guy is Addicted to Blogging

truebluebaguioboy.blogspot.com go!

Sarah Geronimo is Also The Best

"And now, to sing the Philippine National Anthem, Ms. Sarah Jerow-neemow..."

-Michael Buffer



Pretty isn't she? But no, you can't rrrrummbllle with her...

PINOY PRIDE!

Manny Pacquiao is The Best!

"First of all, I'd like to say Thanks for the God..."
-Manny

Manny Pacquiao is the best! Proud to be Pinoy down to the very bone! Also guys, Christmas is just around the corner. I think it's time to buy the Pacman IXTRIM-IXTRIM MAGIC SING!



Also, this guy here has a great take on Manny's interest in politics: If Manny Pacquiao Became President.

Soul Searching (part II)

The Downfall, teetering from the edges.

You went off balance from then on. You made decisions here and there, and none of those decisions seemed to bring up positive and favorable results, rather they led you to the depths of a deep, deep hole. You were subjected to the magnifying glass, considered a rebel, branded a delinquent. They really saw a lot of promise in you, yet you let people down with their expectations, and to you, expectations were everything. Expectations were your mana, your fuel, your drive. To make things worse, you dug yourself a deeper hole by your sloth. And worst of all, you found your zone of comfort in that hole. You succumbed to your feelings and used your dampened esteem as an excuse not to climb back up and out of that hideous comfort zone. What do you do next?

...now that you have come to terms with the situation, it's time to find new direction...

Soul Searching (part I)

The Beginning, the Optimistic Pilot Project.

You probably went off beat when you realized that some people were not playing the game as fairly as you did. You started out the project with an innocent determination that this would be for the good of the company, for the good of the project itself, where you could later reap the fruits of your labor and take pride in what you and your colleagues have achieved. These new players however never shared that vision with you. To them, it was all for the money, the commissions, the spiffs, the lavish contest prizes... all for the money. Disappointment covered you more when you realized the tacticts and means the newbies were bringing in were not only new and notoriously effective (for their green-eyed goals) but they also were able to get away with it. You tried to seek refuge from your peers, nay realizing that they've gone ahead of you, some wisely bailed out, some were just plain better than you and moved on up the heirarchy. Then you began to lose your sense of security in the project. The newbies owned the house now. You began to lose your confidence. That was the mark of your downfall...

...you were driven out of the herd, however too young to face the wolves outside the core. It was a misjudgement...

AAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

the first letter of the alphabet...

Ring! Ring!

"Mr, Jones? Hi! This is KC Richards calling for AOL, I'll be brief okay? We're calling you today because we'd like you to know that AOL is closing..." (...I think)

Another used to be

A shadow of who you once were...

A terrible state to be in.
A state that's very difficult to get out of.

A top seller. ...used to be.
In a fun work place. ...used to be.
CSA 1. ...used to be.