Mariah sings it best

"Shake It Off"

[Chorus]

I gotta shake it off

Cause the loving ain't the same

And you keep on playing games

Like you know I'm here to stay

I gotta shake it off

Just like the Calgon commercial life

I really gotta get up outta here

And go somewhereI gotta shake it off

Gotta make that move

Find somebody who

Appreciates all the love I give

Boy I gotta shake it off

Gotta do what's best for me

Baby and that means I gotta

Shake it off

By the time you get this message

It's gonna be too late

So don't bother paging me

'Cause I'll be on my way

See, I grabbed all my diamonds and clothes

Just ask your momma she knows

You're gonna miss me baby

Hate to say I told you so

Well at first I didn't know

But now it's clear to me

You would cheat with all your freaks

And lie compulsively

So I packed up my Louis Vuitton

Jumped in your ride and took off

You'll never ever find a girl

Who loves you more than me

[Chorus]

I gotta shake it off

Cause the loving ain't the same

And you keep on playing games

Like you know I'm here to stay

I gotta shake it off

Just like the Calgon commercial life

I really gotta get up outta here

And go somewhereI gotta shake it off

Gotta make that move

Find somebody who

Appreciates all the love I give

Boy I gotta shake it off

Gotta do what's best for me

Baby and that means I gotta

Shake it off

[Bridge]

I gotta shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it off...

I found out about a gang

Of your dirty little deeds

With this one and that oneB

y the pool, on the beach, in the streets

Heard y'all was

Hold up my phone's breakin' up

I'ma hang up and call the machine right back

I gotta get this off of my mind

You wasn't worth my time

So I'm leaving you behind

Cause I need a real love in my life

Save this recording because

I'm never coming back home

Baby I'm gone

Don't cha know

[Chorus]

I gotta shake it off

Cause the loving ain't the same

And you keep on playing games

Like you know I'm here to stay

I gotta shake it off

Just like the Calgon commercial life

I really gotta get up outta here

And go somewhere

I gotta shake it off

Gotta make that move

Find somebody who

Appreciated all the love I give

Boy I gotta shake it off

Gotta do what's best for me

Baby and that means I gotta

Shake it off

This week has been hell for me. It started out so bad but I've finally realized that I'm better off now than I was before, and that I just gotta shake it all off--the negativity and all the feelings that have been weighing me down. In the end I've come to a point where I can look back on this week and just laugh.

I'm happy, and I have no regrets.

Still

Just came from Seniors' Night at the Prince of Jaipur at the Fort. Had a good time, didn't drink, danced a little, laughed a lot. Tired as hell and lacking sleep, but at work now and will be for the next nine hours. Looking forward to checking out Tiendesita's later. Feeling bittersweet and melancholy, reminiscing the past four years at Assumption. A slight pang because won't be graduating. A little envious of those who will march on Sunday, but happy for them all the same. Glad to have met the Keppers, and sad because won't be seeing them much from now on. In a quiet mood and content to just sit and think random thoughts.

Overall satisfaction-with-life rating: 7.76

Window delight

When you stand by the window in one of the rooms on the 28th floor of the building where I work, you can see right into the condo units of the building right next door. And every morning, around 7 to 9, my sex-crazed co-workers all gather around the window to watch this infamous couple get it on. This morning, I had the privilege of witnessing this much-anticipated event.

My shift was over, so they all made me the lookout. "Tell us when they wake up, ok?" they instructed me. So I took a seat by the window and watched for any signs of movement. After about an hour, the guy rolled over onto his side and started texting. "This is it, guys!" I announced. Half of the room got up from their desks and crowded over to the window (I guess for the other half, the novelty had already worn out).

There was much pushing and shoving as everyone tried to get a better look. "What's he doing?" someone asked.

"It looks like he's making a call."

"To whom?"

"Maybe to his boss."

"Maybe to his wife."

"Why doesn't he just fuck her already?!"

And then, quite suddenly, the star of the show tossed his cellphone aside and swiftly climbed atop his leading lady, who up until that moment was still seemingly asleep. In one expert movement, he had her panties off, in another, his colorful boxers, and before I knew it, they were humping.

The crowd cheered. Some of the guys literally had their faces pressed up against the glass, and the girls weren't standing too far behind. Then, I couldn't help it. I had to ask--"How can they just get it on like that? There wasn't even any foreplay, she must still be so dry!"

All eyes turned to me. "What?" I asked innocently. "It's true!"

We all went back to watching the show. Then again, I couldn't help myself--"So they're just gonna do it missionary all the way? Tsk tsk. They oughta experiment more."

About a dozen pairs of eyes on me again. Exasperated, my friend exclaimed, "Would you just enjoy the show?!"

I bit my tongue. And kept silent. For about three minutes. Then, ""Aw, would you look at that? She's doing it all wrong! That's not how you give a good blowjob. Look, he keeps adjusting himself, that means they're in the wrong position. And now she's on top, but it looks like he's not getting the right leverage."

The crowd collectively groaned, and, rolling their eyes and shaking their heads, went back to their seats, not in the mood to watch the couple finish anymore. My friend glared at me. "Next time, you're not allowed to watch," he said.

I couldn't help it. I just know what makes a show good.

Job hunt

Lately all my friends have been preoccupied with getting jobs, what with graduation looming. I'm not graduating, and I already have a job, but it's hard not to get caught up in the craze. The things is, I sort of envy them because they all have the luxury of working because they want to, and choosing a job that they'll really enjoy. Me, I'm stuck with a stable, high-paying job that I'm not at all passionate about because I'm my family's breadwinner and I need the steady income.

I'd really love to be able to do something media-related, like voice-acting, or editing videos, or even working as a PA in a production house. Jobs like those actually pay quite a lot, but the thing is, on a per-project basis, and usually not on time. Then there's the matter of talent. I'm not sure how much I actually have. My friends are going to read this and go, "What?!" but really, I don't know. I mean, I'm not as good at video editing or photography as Henri. And apparently, my voice isn't as bankable as Shelly's because I have a "second voice"?! The one thing I was sure I could count on coming in handy, and now I'm not so confident about it anymore. Hay.

I thought about it all the way to work earlier. My current account is about to close, so come April, I'll have to apply at a different one. I'm thinking about applying for just a part-time position, and then looking for a media-related job to do on the side. That is, if I can find the courage to. Well. We'll just have to wait and see.

What Kind of Kisser are You?

You're an Expert KisserYou're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantityYou've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks offAnd you're adaptable, giving each partner what they craveWhen it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

What'>http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/">What Kind of Kisser Are You?

Nyahaha I don't know what is up with me and all these kissing quizzes but it's always nice to discover something you're good at! Ahaha

Kissing Purity Test (hmmm...)

Your Kissing Purity Score: 31% Pure

You're not one to kiss and tell... But word is, you kiss pretty well.

Kissing Purity Test

Okay, I don't wanna brag, but I'd have to say I agree with this one ;p

Happy Birthday, Michelle!

It's my best friend's birthday today!

I remember years ago when my first boyfriend broke up with me on this EXACT SAME day, and I called Shelly up to greet her a, "H-h-happy b-b-birthday...*sob*" And she was all, "What's wrong???" And ended up having to comfort me hehehe

Ah, how far we've come since then. She's seen me through two more breakups, countless other crushes, "Ben" and "Ruth", the angst-ridden period they refer to as "puberty"...and she's been there through the good times, too. Hours of meaningful conversations, even more hours of meaningLESS conversations, reminiscing the good ol' Gandhi days, wondering about the future, laughing really, REALLY hard at the silliest things. I didn't always know it, but she's been my dearest and truest friend for the past twelve years.

And now she's 21 (read: L-E-G-A-L) and to quote Elbert, a moving-on-up-so-fast-we-can't-afford-her-rates-anymore multimedia renaissance girl. I am SO proud of her, she just has no idea. But then again, I always knew she'd get further in life than anyone else I know, what with her brains and her talent and most of all her good looks :o)

And so, as my birthday present to her on this momentous occasion (because I know how much she appreciates a sincere and heartfelt compliment and really because I'm broke and can't afford to buy her a fabulous gift at the moment hehehe ;p) I write her this post, a tribute to the wonder that IS Joanne Michelle Soneja hehehe :o)

Happy

I just want to say that I am happier than I've been in a really, really long time :o)