Finally!! This is the day I've been waiting for since last August; for Enrique Iglesias's music video "No Me Digas Que No" to be released on YouTube! Now what's the big deal? I'M in the video! Back in August, I had submitted to playing as a background partyer in Iglesias's video and they had cast me the next day. In between the 12+ hours of shooting, I had a great time, made friends with the background cast (Rubbal and Gaya, left), and shook hands with Enrique, himself. Not only was this an opportunity of going behind-the-scenes and witnessing the magic of making the music video, but I was able to observe the different camera equipment used to film scenes (which is great for my future aspirations to becoming a film director). Everything was bulky and advanced-looking where it was quite different from what I was used to where my digital camera would be my only piece of shooting equipment. However, I'm not so sure that I want to do anymore background work since the pay is minimal for an entire day's worth of shooting. This was an unforgettable experience that I will always look back to in years to come. After waiting for nearly four months, this keepsake timepiece has finally aired, and I've spread the word to both my family and friends who've been anticipating for this day to come too. Well, I've attached the video link to this post, so go ahead and check out Mr. Hottie Tamale's newest video!
If you want to play the "Where's Cienna?" game, try spotting me in the background. Hint: Check closely at 3:19 and 3:40. :P
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Some people think that it's more ideal to remain single versus being married even:
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Has anyone heard about Vector, the marketing company? I'm sure some of you have because their flyers have infiltrated our campus,where they're distributed by the masses to students passing by. After being referred by one of my friends to go to the interview, I was in the program and started with their training sessions in the next couple of days. From then on, other "independent contractors" learned the tips and tricks to selling Cutco cutlery to family members and friends. Even though Vector is against telemarketing and door-to-door sales, TECHNICALLY we're doing something very similar to it. Their policy is for us to advertise our "practice demos" to our beloved friends and family first because of course how could they say no to us? Then they would recommend us to people they know and that's how our business would spread. At first, I was thrilled to have gotten the job and thought this was a great start to making some income because whether you make a sale or not, you're still paid $16 for the appointments you book with your customers. Doesn't sound too shabby right? Well, it's easier said then done since you'll have to be booking appointments from now to eternity for the pay to be worthwhile. This weeked I had a taste of the exhausting life of a sales-rep-college-student who's trying to make an honest buck, and realize it SUCKS.
Could it be a scam...?
Could it be a scam...?
Friday, November 19, 2010
As you all know, "gobble gobble" day is drawing near but that's not what it's all about. Hence the name and title, Thanksgiving is the time to give thanks, reflect, and appreciate what's in your life. I know for some situations that individuals go through; it's like, my life is anything but appreciatable. They're wrong because there's always a silver lining in each cloud. Too many times do we take a good thing like our families, friends, education, etc. for granted where others would do anything to be in our shoes. I, for one, am guilty as charged when it comes to overlooking the great things I have in my life.Sometimes, when I look at the negative occurrences that are happening in my life, they would overshadow all my life's high points and forget about them. I try to make these realizations last longer and occur more often then just annually due to Thanksgiving. So here's my declaration to being thankful: I'm thankful for having a roof over my head, a family I can call my own, great friends, the opportunities and experiences I've been exposed to, and especially for continuing to remain alive to this day. Starting from my childhood, my mom always has made sure I was involved with a variety interest such as learning how to play different interests, taking ballet, participating in martial arts, establishing how to swim, create a second family with my high school marching band, dip my toes into the entertainment industry of modeling and acting, and pursuing my dream to be a film director. Despite the "ups and downs", I have a GREAT life. I'm truly blessed to be where I am now.
Learn about the meaning of "Thanksgiving":
Learn about the meaning of "Thanksgiving":
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Here is some more info on the Ouija Board and it's dangerous history:
Friday, November 12, 2010
Reviews of the Pet ER who helped Joy Cee out:
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
I don't expect any comments on this post really, but I really feel for those of you, or anyone who has ill family members, friends, or someone you dearly love. I understand the emotional pain you go through as you helplessly watch that loved one go through their torturous ailments. I know a dear soul that's had and still has the worst health fortune in her life. Her list of ailments range from ulcerative colitis to a severe case of carpool tunnel. For years, she's been battling these disabling diseases and has been on the journey of pain alone. I mean I help her out and everything, but it's the pain that she endures on her own. The sad reality of it is that I can't do anything about her pain. Last night and the wee hours of this morning, I had taken her to urgent care due to her migraine which was the worst episode that she's ever experienced and waited for her to be diagnosed by the doctor. It was absolutely heartbreaking watching her writhe in pain; the fluorescent lights were a bothersome pain to her eyes, and the slightest movement made from her body produced yelps of pain. The doctor had her transferred to the hospital's emergency room in Glendale where I ensued after the ambulance that carried her. Up until 2 AM, nurses and doctors have attended to my idol and equipped her with IV's, a gurney to sleep in, and pain relievers. Once all the hustle and bustle subsided within Exam Room 10, I pulled up a chair to gaze onto the patient's face. My mom's face. I was relieved; she looked well-rested compared to a couple hours earlier and only spoke in whispers. When the ER's doctor excused me within the next hour, I did my ritual of "I love you's" and adieus to my mom. Driving home, my heart still pumped with hope again for her.