My Kanta Pilipinas Audition Experience

So today was the Kanta Pilipinas Audition at SM North Edsa. Unfortunately, considering my credentials, I was turned down.

Let me tell you guys something about me. Last July 2011, I joined the World Championships of Performing Arts in Los Angeles, California, and was awarded with four Silver Medals, making me a Multi-Silver Medalist. Recording companies in LA also showed interest in me, but due to my brief stay in California, we had to turn it down.

My dream didn't end there. That same year, I went back to the Philippines to join Pinoy KPop Star, held at the Korean Cultural Center, and got the grand prize. By winning the contest, I became the Representative of the Philippines at the KPop World Festival that was held in Changwon, South Korea, organized by one of the biggest TV Stations in Korea, KBS. Giving everything I've got, I bested 21 teams from 16 different countries and brought pride to my country.

Just today, my self-confidence suddenly plummeted to earth when I got rejected at the Pre-Screening of Kanta Pilipinas. See, I've been preparing for this audition ever since I saw the TV Ad, which was aired, like, two months ago. I've put in a lot of effort in preparing for this audition. I've always wanted to make it here in my country. And it shocks me more than anything to think that I flunked already at the first phase. Come to think of it, I am a Multi-Silver Medalist at the World Championships of Performing Arts, and a KPop World Festival Grand Champion in the Vocal Category, not bragging or anything, and I got rejected at a NATIONAL COMPETITION. Can you imagine how I feel? It feels like they just spitted on my trophies and medals.

The pre-screening was held at the "parking lot", which means no one would be able to hear your voice clear with the blowing horns of jeepneys surrounding the area. I've been auditioning for contests since forever and this was the first time I ever experienced this kind of system. I don't think it's fair. Plus, they didn't even take a look at my application form, which I think is pretty necessary when it comes to auditions like these. To add to that, I don't even have any idea who the judges were. I mean, who are they to reject me and the others?

Look at Charice. She wasn't appreciated that much when she was here. Now that she made it to the international spotlight, everyone is proud of her. I'm not saying that we shouldn't be. My point is that Filipinos in the Music Industry should LEARN how to appreciate REAL TALENT and not as a last resort. Hindi niyo papansinin sa Pilipinas, pero pag sumikat sa ibang bansa, todo angkin. Wag ganun.

Just to let everyone know, everything is fine with me. If they didn't like me, then okay. I'm not gonna push myself. But Kanta Pilipinas failed at the audition. What more if it's the actual show? The show hasn't even started yet, but it gained a lot of haters because of the pathetic audition system.

Today, I lost my faith and all my hopes for the Philippine Music Industry.

I dreamed about Myungsoo of INFINITE!

See this guy right here? If you haven't heard of him, you must be ignoring KPOP the whole time.


His name is Kim Myungsoo (김명수) and he's from my favorite Korean boy band, INFINITE. I had an epic dream about him last night. I don't know why. I wasn't even thinking about him before I slept. I was actually thinking of INFINITE as a whole.
In my dream, I was walking along a street and he happened to walk beside me. And then we started talking like we've known each other since birth. Yea, pretty weird. What's more weird is that he was speaking Filipino! Although in my dream, I wasn't surprised at all. So we talked and talked until I reached home. I invited him in. Usually, when you have visitors at home, they tend to sit awkwardly, talk awkwardly or even move awkwardly. But Myungsoo wasn't. He was all like, "I'm home" and strode upstairs. I was like, "What in the world.." And then I remembered my room was a huge mess. I ran upstairs, only to find him digging under my laundry, looking for his left sock, and he's already in PJs. He was like, "Have you seen my left sock? I put it here last night," pointing at my mountain of laundry. I wore a really shocked face, and said, "Last night?! I just met you today!" And he was like, "Don't be silly. Look for my sock or you die," and gave me a tap on the head as he left my room.
He went downstairs, and I came to my senses. Was that Myungsoo I met? Mother of God, I have to take a picture with him. I called from upstairs and said, "Can we take a picture later?" Myungsoo shouted back, "Okay. After you find my sock." And I woke up.
Guess what I did after waking up? I looked for a sock in the laundry. EPIC. But there wasn't any, which was really lame. If there was a sock in there, I could have gone crazy.

SHINee's Taemin

Okay. I'm currently in a trance. Lee Taemin of SHINee is just so.. I don't know.

First, I'm not really a SHINee fan, but while I was at the Korean Cultural Center, they have this big LCD screen on the wall with SHINee's Lucifer Music Video playing. I was like, "WHO IS THIS HOT GUY WITH LONG BLOND HAIR?" He dances really oh-my-gosh-ish and his voice is like DOPE!! I hate to say this but I think I'm fan girl-ing over him. And he is like what- 18? HOORAY. Finally, someone awesome near my age. *Insert hysterical laugh here*

Second, he looks like Kamiki Ryunosuke, except that I think he is taller than Kamiki, and MORE TALENTED. <3

So, I guess I'm gonna have to say good bye for now to Devon Bostick, until the Diary of a Wimpy Kid 3 comes out. Lee Taemin, you are love. 사랑해대민!

Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder

A lot of you may have heard of this disorder, and there is also a possibility that you haven't. The name of the disorder is pretty much self-explanatory: people who have this disorder is hyperactive and impulsive, and most of the time, smart. It takes a lot of effort to deal with people with ADHD, because they are unique and special. I was going to say weird, but no, I realized they are not weird. They are not abnormal. They are what I call people with ADHD. It's just another classification of human beings for me. And having no ADHD doesn't mean you are normal. It's that you are a few percent more stupid than people who have them.

I have a 9-year-old cousin who has this disorder, and his tantrums on a daily basis is getting on my nerves once in a while. But I realized I should know better. I came up with the idea of dancing silly in front of him, which actually works. It immediately changes his mood from whining to laughing hysterically. Sometimes, it fails, since he would realize that he looked stupid by laughing while tearing up, and he would shout at me saying, "I HATE YOU! What if someone else sees me laughing while crying?! They'll think I'm crazy!" I love the fact that he cares about what people would think. On the contrary, he shouldn't be shouting that loud if he really did. But most of the time, my plan pulls off.

Yesterday, my aunt, the mother of my cousin who has ADHD, got home from work and told us about what happened to her in the Jeepney on her way home. She said she was almost victimized by the las-las gang. Las-las gang is basically a group of thieves who have the same lame and stupid strategy of stealing your things. They would sit beside you in the jeep, and start slashing on the hems of your bag that will let them able to get your things. My aunt was nearly victimized, thanks to the passengers of the jeep who were mostly men. They were aware of the blade that the culprit held.

So there, that was my aunt's story yesterday. The good thing was that her things weren't stolen, and the downside was that we shouldn't have told it to my cousin. It got on his nerves, he raged, shouted, whined, screamed, went upstairs, shouted some more, went back downstairs, shouted some more, and went back upstairs, and shouted some more. I was going crazy. Even if I was in the bathroom taking a shower, I could hear him curse those frustrated thieves. I was thinking he freaked out like that because it's either he didn't want anyone touching his mother, or he hate criminals. Perhaps both.

When I was done taking a shower, I wasn't surprised at all. My cousin was all calmed down, and there he was, watching Kung Fu Panda and inviting me to watch it with him. That was one of the good things about people with ADHD. They immediately forget they were in a bad mood.

I was wondering if I also have ADHD, or I am just a crazy freak trying to look like I have it because of Percy Jackson. I assume I don't have it. Because if I did, I would have shouted at my cousin when he shouted at me in the first place.

Logan Lerman and Alexandra Daddario

Last night, I had one of the most awesome dreams in my entire life.

I was in some airport (it was an airport I've never been into before, but it's somewhat similar to Frankfurt Airport), and I was traveling alone and I was carrying a blue luggage with me. I can't remember every detail of it, but all I can recall is I'm a bit lost, and I happen to bump into Logan Lerman and Alexandra Daddario. Logan was awesome, and Alexandra was so pretty. It felt so REAL, but I thought, no, it's so GOOD to be REAL. I mean, you can't just bump into two of your favorite actors at once. So there, I bumped into them and we, like, talked for a while, chatted and stuff. At first, in my dream, I didn't recognize them in the first few minutes of chatting. But then I realized, this guy looks like Percy Jackson, and this girl looks like Annabeth Chase. Wait a minute.. WHAT?

For a minute, I was lost again. I lost track of Logan and Alexandra too, and I regretted that I didn't take a picture with them. REGRETS. I was almost waking up, but someone poked me from the back. I looked. It was LOGAN! SERIOUSLY. By that time, I was already aware that I'm dreaming. But I hoped that if we took a photo in the dream, maybe if I woke up, the hard copy will be under my pillow. It was a crazy idea, but I really hoped.

When I woke up, I literally checked if the photo was under my pillow. It broke my heart when it wasn't. Like really, I was already planning to upload it on Facebook or something. I mean, we took a bunch of photos, most of them were candid. It was, indeed, one of the craziest and awesomest dreams I had in my life.

My newest blog!

So I made I new blog here on Blogspot! It's a Tagalog blog that will be containing a lot of rants and complains by yours truly. I thought I could make one since I like to keep this blog light and happy without anything negative. That other blog will be full of negative things I have in mind that I'd like to share with you. It's not so harsh, but it will talk about a lot of things I hate. It's not a hate blog though. Well, basically it is. A hate blog for THINGS, not certain people. :)

Check it out here!

I called it, Problemadong Tunay, which is like, "real full of problems" in English, sort of.

PLUS, I edited this blog! YAY. Finally, a new template after a long time.

Pinoy KPOP Star 2011

I auditioned for Pinoy KPOP Star 2011 and some of the other contestants are against me because:

1. My video is a year old.

2. I have decent recording equipment.

WHAT THE HECK? SERIOUSLY? Let me give you my answers.

One, my video may be a year old but to tell you the truth I STILL SING THE SAME WAY I DID IN THE VIDEO. I sing the song almost every time. You don't know how much I loved the song. And if your concern is the views, it isn't the basis of the Popularity Award. According to the Facebook Page, the finalists' entries will be posted on the page, and the one who gets the most number of LIKES, as in FACEBOOK LIKES, will be awarded. And to clear things, I AM NOT AIMING FOR THE AWARD GUYS. If you want it, it's all yours. I'm not even aiming to win this competition. I just wanna try something new. I've been joining a LOT of singing competitions lately and this will be the first competition that I'm gonna join with a Korean song. So this is new for me.

Two, is it my fault that my dad tried his best to support my singing and provided me with the equipment I need? Seriously, guys. Even though it's not a live recording, THERE WERE NO EFFECTS USED. Yes, I did some overlays but it IS STILL ME. It is STILL MY VOICE. The back ups you hear? It's still me. And if you think it's unfair for those who don't have the equipment, it's not. They don't judge us by our equipment, they judge us by our voice quality, style and pronunciation. This is a singing competition, not a recording equipment competition for goodness' sake.

Why does everybody sees me as a cheater and an unfair contender? WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU GUYS? Why don't you just be happy for me? I'm a Filipino. We're all Filipinos. This freaking crab mentality is messing with us.

Different time zones suck big time.

Don't you think having different time zones with your friends and family sucks so much?

I live here in Saudi Arabia, which is GMT+3, and almost all of my friends left for the Philippines. Most of my relatives live there too and some of my friends are in the US and Europe.

I was chatting with my girl best friend a while ago and I really did suck at math. She asked me if I'm gonna be online for the whole day today and I told her no, I'll be off by 3pm here, or 6pm there. I added only 3 freaking hours to the local time here. I was stupid I didn't notice it should be PLUS 5, not 3. Time difference blows my mind.

And just last August 22, a boy best friend of mine left for England, which is 2 hours earlier than the local time. He hasn't tweeted me since 23. Do you think it's the time difference or something else?

Plus, my friends in Delano, California have been sending me text messages via Viber and I'm not receiving them at the right time. It's always delayed. And it's almost the total opposite. When I wake up in the morning, they're getting ready for bed. When I'm getting ready for bed, they're just about to start their day. What sucks more than that?

Lastly, this mental relationship with Devon Bostick is getting harder and harder every minute. He tweets early in the morning, while I sleep soundly. And when I'm awake, he stops tweeting and starts filming Diary of a Wimpy Kid 3: Dog Days in Vancouver. Just the other day, he tweeted A LOT of his fans. And you know what I hate about it? I wasn't online. I wasn't on twitter. I was even sleeping. He tweeted them at 8am, I woke up at 11am. Geez this is heavy.



Basically, time difference sucks more than anything.

Writing stories.

I get frustrated. A LOT.

I've been blogging for years and been writing a lot of different stories since I was 7. Now I'm 16, I always get this frustrated feeling of not finishing a single story line. It's either I get a writer's block, I get lazy or I'm out of words. Every time a good story line comes up, I start writing and eventually get stuck in the middle of the story, clueless of what would I wanna write next. I hate it so much. At this moment, that feeling is coming back at me again. The feeling that I wanna write a story. A story about my dream last night. It was actually an awesome dream to base a story from. I never would have thought of anything like it at all. Only I don't know how to start it off, or how should the story go beyond what I dreamt of.

Oh well, I guess I better try writing about it anyway. It might end the way I never would've expected.

My Los Angeles cap. :(

Lost this cap in Bakersfield in California. :( I loved this cap so much. I bought it in a store in Macy's in Los Angeles for $10. And I lost it for some serious reason: my fingers were shut stuck in the car door by my friend in Delano. It was epic. It hurt, but it was a funny remembrance from them. Haha. I still can't get over this cap however.

RIP LG Ice Cream Phone

It broke into two pieces! It's a flip top phone as you can see and it died the other day. I bought this phone 2 years ago with my very own earnings for 700SR or less than $200. I loved it so much that even though the time came that I had to change my cellular phone into an iPhone 3GS 32 GB, I still used it. I bought another sim card just to use it. It's a very user friendly phone and it has so much of my sentimental value in it. It has been with me through rough times, yes.

I remember using this phone to go online at night, when my laptop is already shut down and everyone's asleep. I also used this phone to take photos of me and my friends when we were in 3rd year High School (check out my flickr). And yes, I took videos with this phone too and I posted it all over the internet, particularly on Facebook. And just the other day, when my mom decided to borrow it and use it as an e-loading phone, it broke into half and fell on the floor. I expected that I'll cry and be depressed and all but I didn't. We laughed about it. I guess I saw it coming.

I posted the photo above immediately on Facebook right after it died and I a lot of people sympathized with me.

To my LG Ice Cream phone, you will always be remembered. May you rest in peace.

The Bermuda Triangle

Spoiler Warning.

I was reading Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Sea of Monsters and I'm in this Chapter where Percy had a dream about Grover wearing a wedding dress and telling him that he is trapped in the sea of monsters. When Percy woke up, she told Annabeth about it and they talked about the Bermuda Triangle. I was a bit thrilled about the thought of the triangle because I remembered researching about it in the past. So I happen to research about it again to find out what I'm expecting to find.

According to Wikipedia, the boundaries of the triangle cover the Straits of Florida, the Bahamas and the entire Caribbean island area and the Atlantic east to the Azores. I don't know the places but I'm pretty sure it's damn far away from here. All I'm wishing now is if ever I'm going on a trip somewhere riding a plane or whatever, I don't pass that triangle. Does the triangle has something to do with this illuminati bullcrap?

Anyway, some say that the reasons for the disappearances in that triangle are the UFOs, the mythical place Atlantis, a wormhole or some other natural reasons. I don't think it's the UFOs. And so is the wormhole but I have the feeling of agreeing with Atlantis. I sound funny, believing in Atlantis but I don't know, I love the thrill of believing these pieces of non-sense theories and myths. Did I mention I love myths? LOL.

Whatever is in there, I really wanna find out. When I'm a Journalist, I swear that would be the longest article I will ever write about. Might as well write a book about it.

Check out this site:

http://bermudatrianglefacts.com/

The Weirdest Dream.

The other night, I had the weirdest dream EVER. It’s not your ordinary dream where you’re just there watching yourself and not feeling anything. It’s WEIRD. If you are familiar with the movie Inception, I sort of had a dream within a dream within a dream within a dream. I can’t remember how many layers my dream went but it felt like I was there waiting for YEARS before I wake up.

It started off when I woke up in the dream and immediately knew I was dreaming. I was in our old house in Bulacan in the Philippines and I was there, lying on my bed and I saw my sister and my mom lying on the other bed inside our bedroom. At first I was like “Oh great, I’m lucid dreaming.” A Lucid Dream is a dream where you are actually aware that you are dreaming. So whenever I get a Lucid Dream, I always do the things I wanted to happen in real life. Like fly, drive a red sports car and run over the civilians (I know this is evil as crap), eat a gallon of ice cream, ride a broomstick and fly like Harry Potter, hug Skandar Keynes etc. Name it. But the dream I had the other night was not like any other Lucid Dream I had. It was different. The feel is different and it’s not like fun to do shitty things at all. It has a dark sense in it. I got scared so I decided to try to wake myself up. I slapped myself a few times but it didn’t work. I banged my head against the wall but it didn’t work as well. I was freaking out. I tried all the things that can hurt me but nothing worked. So I went back to bed and tried to sleep to dream another dream that is at least better than this one. Then again, it didn’t work.

After a while, I found myself waking up. I was a little bit happy about it only to find out that I woke up in a dream again. It happened so many times that I’m getting so crazy and really freaking out in the dream. Then I decided to hug my mom because I thought it will make me less scared. But it didn’t. Next thing I knew, she was laughing real hard and when I looked at her, she’s not my mom anymore. She morphed into something that looked like a Minotaur, or something like a devil. But something tells me it’s a devil that snuck into my dream and scared the crap out of me. The devil took hold of my wrists and kept on laughing. I don’t know what’s so funny but it didn’t stop. Its laugh got louder and louder every moment and I got more scared. So I closed my eyes and prayed to God and ask him to get this devil away from me and when I opened my eyes, the devil turned into dust as it let go of my wrist.

But that wasn't the end of it. After the devil turned into dust, I fell back to sleep and woke up in ANOTHER DREAM! Now, it gets creepier and creepier. I woke up crying in the dream and I looked for my mom. Although she turned into a devil in the previous dream, I still thought that she was my mom so I hugged her real tight and shouted at her ear "Mom if you can hear, wake me up NOW! For goodness' sake WAKE ME UP!" But she just opened her eyes and laughed again. She turned into the devil again and the devil stabbed me not once, but many times in the chest with its sharp nails. And this time, I woke up.

I woke up in our bedroom here in Jeddah and I was so relieved about it. I pinched my cheeks and got hurt and I knew I was really awake. I'm in the reality. I thanked God for still keeping me alive after that dream because really, I thought I was gonna die and I thought that devil was Satan. That night before I went back to sleep again after waking up from a nightmare, I was thinking of writing a goodbye letter to my family because I thought that if THAT dream comes back again, at least I've written my goodbyes.

Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant by Darren Shan

I just finished reading this book I bought some months ago for 60SR, which is like 700Php or 16USD. This book is actually a collection of the first three books of Cirque Du Freak which are A Living Nightmare, The Vampire's Assistant and the Tunnels of Blood. The book is 600 plus pages thick! And I was surprised I finished it in just a matter of 3 days. I was suppose to finish it at 2, but I was busy preparing for a vacation in the Philippines and some appointments.

Cirque Du Freak is WAAAAAAAAAAAY better than Twilight. I've read Twilight halfway and got bored. All I've read was Bella's crave for Edward. NOTHING BUT ROMANCE. I know, I've read the wrong book. I tried reading it, I was curious why people loved Twilight so much. I'm not fond of romantic stories, actually.

But this book, tell you now, is very good. It hooked me up. Got me reading for the whole day. The chapters are making me want to read more. Almost every chapter is a cliffhanger, that's why.

I'm not really a vampire fan, but I really really liked the story. I can't wait to read the rest of the series.

ON THE OTHER HAND, I watched the movie this morning and got really disappointed. The book is better, and the movie didn't even give justice to the book. The movie twisted the story, but I understand because it would be boring if they made it identical to the book. They said it was "Based" on the book, they meant they actually based it, not copied the entire story. Well, I know you get my point anyway.

Check out the trailer:

PS: I find Chris Massoglia, the one who played as Darren Shan, very hot. :">

PPS: I just thought I've never blogged about my Narnia obsession. LOL. Will blog about it later.

My Perfect World on Wattpad.com

I wasn't able to post another blog because I was busy writing my first story on Wattpad! Click on the photo above to read the story. :)

So let me tell you about my first story. It's about a girl who was born with a mutation called "Alexandria's Genesis" or in the myths, they were called the "Spirit People". They don't have facial hairs except for the eyebrows, eyelashes, nose hairs and the hairs on the head. They were called perfect. And the most noticeable feature they have is their violet eyes. Now, in my story, there's a husband and a wife who had a baby with this mutation. They tried their best to hide the secret because the last person who had this mutation existed centuries ago and that they are worried that their daughter will be the center of the news. They wanted her to have a normal life like the normal kids have. I have posted up until Chapter 6 and you guys better check it out! Vote or like or do whatever you want! If you promote it, I love you then! LOL.

If you have a Wattpad account, please be a fan and I'll fan back if your story is interesting!

Swagbucks!

Hey there guys! Just sharing a little of my swag. LOL Check this out guys.

Payday Loans.

What exactly is payday loans?

According to Wikipedia, a payday loan (also called a paycheck advance) is a small, short-term loan that is intended to cover a borrower's expenses until his or her next payday. Most of the people do this because they needed it in advance or in other terms, they needed the money before the payday. In some other companies they allow this. But other don't.

In some work, especially those domestic helpers, if they are trustworthy enough, their bosses will allow them to get their advance salary. And it's a kind of thing that Filipinos do. Trust their maids.

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